From the Queen's Descends, Collapse Douluo

Chapter 247 I Use the Wind as a Sword
Danding Division.

This area is open and sparsely populated, and most importantly, if you get injured you can get timely medical treatment.

On a rooftop, a young blond swordsman and a young man in white were facing each other a hundred meters apart.

Yan Qing held a long sword in his hand, and his immature but handsome facial features revealed a cold light.

Even if it was just a competition, he would give it his all. This was the most basic respect that the Cloud Cavalry should give to their opponents when competing with each other.

The young man in white was as tall and straight as a pine tree. A closer look revealed that his feet were dangling off the roof, creating faint invisible ripples.

"Mr. Lu, since this is a sword-fighting competition, where is your sword?" Yan Qing frowned and asked.

Lu Xueling smiled faintly and raised his hand, a stream of air flowing out from his fingertips, "A sword doesn't have to be a physical object, it has to have a shape."

After saying that, he waved his sword lightly, and a fierce air blade attacked Yan Qing.

Whoa!

The air blade passed by and hit the tree behind Yan Qing, causing leaves to fly everywhere.

This time, he put away his previous contempt for Lu Xueling.

"Invisible sword..." Yan Qing was surprised in his heart, but his face remained calm.

woohoo...

The atmosphere in Dandingsi began to become restless.

Yan Qing felt that the air around him seemed to be boiling. He nervously grasped the hilt of the sword, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Yanqing, you look nervous." Lu Xueling's voice came again: "Relax, I'm just a scientist, and I have no experience in using a sword."

"Hmph! There is no word 'fear' in the dictionary of the Cloud Cavalry!" Yan Qing snorted coldly, releasing the destiny energy of [Hunting] in his body, controlling four flying swords, and stabbing simultaneously from four directions.

Lu Xueling's eyes lit up and he showed admiration.

Being able to control four flying swords at the age of 8, this kind of talent...

Jingyuan, I'm determined to have you as my guard!
Facing the four flying swords attacking him from all sides, Lu Xueling did not panic. He flew his palms, and the airflow around him strangely gathered around him, forming a vortex.

"I use the flowing wind as my sword!"

Bang bang bang!

Yan Qing's flying sword hit the barrier, and suddenly a huge wave of air surged, absorbing all the kinetic energy of the flying sword, and even causing him to lose control in the end.

However, although the flying swords were controlled, Yan Qing's daze only lasted for a short moment. He raised his other hand and made a gesture with his five fingers. The flying swords sucked by the vortex instantly exuded an icy air, which not only blocked Lu Xueling's vision, but also made his body stiffer in the cold.

"So much for the testing!"

The young swordsman was determined to press on with the victory. He stepped on his flying sword and flashed behind Lu Xueling, who was covered in ice mist. The ice-blue sword edge split into three sword energies and slashed forward.

"The sword is like a leaping sword!"

"Ice?" Xilin, who was sitting on the ground watching the battle, couldn't help but twitch her mouth when she saw this scene.

when--! !

Yan Qing's sword actually pierced a piece of solid ice!
He still hadn't quite figured it out. He didn't completely freeze the flying sword?
Bang! !

The ice broke into pieces, and countless sharp air currents swept out. Yan Qing quickly withdrew his attack, but as soon as he stood firm, he was caught off guard by countless huge ice fragments.

"Ugh..."

The flying sword under his feet was also overturned by the sword energy transformed by the flowing wind, and Yan Qing fell off the plane. Lu Xueling snapped his fingers, and the restless air flow returned to calm, and then he slowly walked towards Yan Qing who fell to the ground, "How is it, are you convinced?"

Yan Qing struggled to stand up and wiped the dust off his left face. "Your Excellency... is indeed a master! But I don't understand... why, why is my sword out of control? I clearly didn't use any force to completely freeze them."

Lu Xueling chuckled, and with a thought, the ice debris floated into the air and condensed again. "That piece of ice was indeed made of your sword, but I just controlled it to use for defense."

"Counter-control?" Yan Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.

"good."

Lu Xueling walked up to Yan Qing, and the broken ice turned back into Yan Qing's flying sword, and returned it to him. "When you reach a certain level, even if you don't have a sword in your hand, you can make everything become your [sword]!"

Yan Qing took the sword, his eyes flickering constantly, and after a long while he spoke: "I am grateful for your teaching... But Yan Qing still has one thing I don't understand. Do you also have the ability to melt ice?"

Lu Xueling's left fingertips emitted an icy air current again, "Then I will show you again."

The flowing wind condensed again, and an illusory ice-blue flying sword grew bigger and bigger in Yan Qing's pupils.

"I use the flowing wind as a sword!" The two spoke almost at the same time. The ice-blue flying sword cut through the air, brushed past Yan Qing's ear, and cut off a strand of his hair.

Yan Qing's heart trembled slightly, and a blue light seemed to flash through his pupils. Then, in silence, he once again controlled the four flying swords, rolling up the airflow around him to confront Lu Xueling.

Lu Xueling chuckled, raised his right hand, and two balls of frost were brewing on his fingertips.

"I use the flowing wind as my sword!" Yan Qing shouted again, this time using all his strength. The flowing wind stirred up by the flying sword was strong and fierce, and it went straight to Lu Xueling's face.

The two sword flowers collided in mid-air, and finally broke into pieces in the strong wind, and finally completely dissipated.

This round ended in a draw.

I can understand it just by taking a look...

Lu Xueling was slightly shocked, "This talent is really too evil!"

Huo Yuhao’s talent is enough to be buried directly in the ground.

"Okay, little tour guide, let's end it here for today. I haven't visited Luofu enough."

Yan Qing looked at the graceful back, his eyes flashed with a hint of passion, and then he restrained himself: "Okay."

After that, the three of them did not talk about any topic related to swordsmanship anymore, or rather, Lu Xueling was deliberately avoiding Yan Qing's questions and seeking advice. He only said that he wanted to tour the Luofu Fairy Boat and did not say anything else.

Five system hours passed, and the cave in Luofu also had day and night.

Yan Qing sat alone in the Ruomu Pavilion, looking at the towering tree in the distance, but his heart could not calm down for a long time.

In the courtyard arranged by Jing Yuan, Lu Xueling was enjoying a local specialty dinner of Lao Luofu with his queen.

"Well...human, do you like teasing that kid so much?" Xilin took a sip of the light blue drink and asked a seemingly casual question.

"He has a simple mind, which is the biggest advantage and disadvantage of the child." Lu Xueling said with a smile, "I guess he will come to see me tomorrow. Jingyuan said that Yanqing's vacation has three Luofu days and nights. I have to shape the image of a master in these three days."

Xilin stroked her snowy cheek and asked, "But human, are you planning to make him the final restraint?"

"It's a waste of talent to let him become a Herrscher." Lu Xueling shook his finger. He had already checked the new template of the Honkai simulation system.

"I already have a better plan. As long as I get the power of restraint, I can get something else at the same time."

"What is it?"

"Hypervariable factor."

(End of this chapter)