Absolutely legitimate Star Iron, I've awakened the Underworld System?

Although Fu Xuan's voice was young, his tone was unusually serious.

"I have just observed her sword techniques in slaying the demonic soldiers and was able to decipher her 'Seamless Flying Light' into a divination symbol. Remember, you only have seven chances to 'avoid calamity.' After that, you will have to rely on yourself."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qiong immediately felt the pressure increase and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "So, it seems I'm the one who has to go up there and get beaten up, huh?"

Fu Xuan glared at him, "Do you know how much computing power my third eye consumes just to dodge one of her sword attacks? Using the Dharma Eye is very painful!"

Bai Qiong nodded in understanding.

Being able to dodge seven "Flying Lights Without Gap" is truly remarkable and already a great help.

If Bai Qiong were to rely solely on himself, he would have no chance of defeating Jing Liu.

Jingliu frowned slightly as he watched the two whispering to each other as if no one else was around, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

"You two, have you finished whispering and discussing tactics?"

Her voice carried a hint of sarcasm, "A Grand Diviner, cramming for battle at the last minute? It seems the discipline on the Luofu Immortal Ship has become so lax. Do you really think you can defeat me like this?"

Before he finished speaking, Jingliu flicked his wrist and swept his longsword horizontally.

A sharp sword aura, like lightning, ripped through the air and hurtled towards the two. Before the sword aura even reached them, a biting cold wind swept over them, as if to freeze their blood.

Fu Xuan angrily waved her little fist and shouted in a coquettish voice, "Old woman, don't look down on me!"

She rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and her body instantly shone with dazzling pink starlight.

Starlight rapidly converged, forming a complex array in front of her. The array's light flowed, like a purple light shield, enveloping the two of them and slowly rotating.

"Bai Qiong, you've been enhanced! Go!" Fu Xuanjiao shouted, her clear voice echoing in Bai Qiong's ears. "Okay!"

Bai Qiong gripped the baseball bat tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His eyes sharpened like never before, like a cheetah lurking in the darkness, locking onto its prey, poised to strike.

This is another ability in Fu Xuan's Qiong Guan Formation besides "Avoiding Misfortune," namely "Discernment."

Mirror Flow's sword energy, carrying a bone-chilling cold, arrived as promised. The fierce wind, like a blade, swept across Bai Qiong's cheek, bringing a stinging sensation.

The chill seemed to penetrate his very bones, but he remained as still as a rock rooted to the earth, his eyes showing no fear, but rather burning with fierce battle intent.

"Well done!"

Bai Qiong roared, his voice booming and shaking the air. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, his figure like an arrow released from a bow, charging fiercely towards the cold sword energy.

He concentrated all his strength into the baseball bat in his hand, his arms bulging with veins, like ferocious pythons writhing.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the baseball bat and the sword energy collided head-on. In an instant, it was like two mountains crashing together, unleashing a tremendous energy shockwave.

The air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek, and the frost on the dock was shaken apart by this terrifying force, cracking inch by inch.

Bai Qiong felt an overwhelming force surge into his arm through the baseball bat, and a sharp numbness instantly spread through his hand, as if his bones were about to shatter.

His body staggered backward uncontrollably, taking several steps back, each step leaving deep footprints on the hard ice.

But Bai Qiong gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and forcefully steadied himself, his feet rooted firmly to the ground.

really·

Even if you're incredibly resilient, you can't take a single sword strike head-on when facing the Mirror Style...

"interesting."

Jingliu's voice remained cold and indifferent, but there was a rare hint of surprise in his tone.

She clearly hadn't expected that this seemingly unremarkable young man could actually withstand one of her sword strikes imbued with sword intent and regain his footing so quickly.

"Come again!"

Bai Qiong's chest heaved violently, each breath seeming to inhale flames. He swung his baseball bat again, his feet moving like the wind, and charged towards Jing Liu once more.

He knew in his heart that there was a world of difference in strength between himself and Jingliu, and that a head-on confrontation would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, but he would never back down even a step.

For Fu Xuan behind him, and for the justice in his heart, even if he had to face Jing Liu of the Five Heroes of the Clouds, he would fight to the death and never back down!

Seeing this, Jing Liu raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, as if mocking Bai Qiong's overestimation of his abilities.

She casually swung her longsword, and in an instant, one after another extremely sharp sword aura, like a storm, poured down towards the white sky.

Each sword aura contained terrifying power capable of tearing through steel, and the air emitted sharp, crackling sounds as it was cut by the sword aura.

"Stop trying to take the hit head-on! Move three inches to the left of the Gen position and dodge!"

Fu Xuan's voice rang in Bai Qiong's ears just in time. Bai Qiong's body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, reacting instantly, and he suddenly turned to the lower right, narrowly avoiding Jing Liu's cunning thrust, which was as treacherous as a venomous snake.

The sharp sword energy almost grazed the tip of his nose, and the chilling blade even cut the fine hairs on his cheek, bringing a cold, stinging pain.

"Kun position, right, seven inches!"

"Qian position, to the left, one inch!"

Fu Xuan's voice was rapid and clear, like a precise guidance system, accurately predicting the trajectory and landing point of the mirror-flowing sword energy every time.

Bai Qiong, like a sophisticated robot, followed Fu Xuan's instructions perfectly, constantly performing all sorts of unbelievable dodging and blocking maneuvers.

Amidst the dense sword energy, his figure swayed like a leaf in the wind, seemingly in a sorry state, yet he always managed to narrowly avoid fatal attacks at the last second.

Although his clothes were tattered and he had several small cuts from the sword energy, he was not actually harmed.

In the blink of an eye, the phrase "avoiding misfortune" was used six times.

A slight sense of tension rose in Bai Qiong's heart.

However, just as Bai Qiong was preparing to deal with the next "Flying Light Without Gaps"...

"Hahaha, I see, you saw through my attack?"

Jingliu suddenly threw her head back and let out a maniacal laugh, filled with mockery and disdain. Her tone became increasingly cold, like frost in the dead of winter.

"Little girl, do you think you can stop me with such a petty trick? How naive!"

Before he finished speaking, Jing Liu's aura suddenly changed, like a sleeping iceberg suddenly erupting with magma, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire dock.

She suddenly changed her sword-wielding posture, and her originally light and agile swordsmanship instantly became steady and heavy, as unshakable as a mountain.

Her body leaned slightly forward, the long sword in her hand pointing diagonally at the ground, the tip of the sword pointing directly in the direction of the white sky. At this moment, her entire aura underwent a dramatic change.

Bai Qiong was suddenly startled. His sense of doom was triggered again, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

He immediately recognized the pose that Kagami was currently posing in.

"This is the Transformation of the Moon's Soul!"

Bai Qiong cried out in surprise, her voice filled with barely concealed terror.

Jingliu has actually entered the Soul Transformation state!

Fu Xuan's previously composed expression instantly turned ashen, her petite body trembling slightly as she exclaimed, "This state... is terrifying! Seeing is believing! Mirror Flow in her Transformation state possesses unpredictable sword techniques. Even with this miniature Qiong Guan Formation, I'm not certain I can accurately calculate her attacks!"

"Lord Taibu, we can't keep defending!" Bai Qiong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with determination. He knew that continuing to passively take hits would only lead to defeat.

"I'll feign an attack first to attract her attention, then you can use that move on her when you have the chance!"

Fu Xuan nodded solemnly, her petite face filled with worry and gravity. She knew that the situation was extremely critical and they had no choice but to take a gamble, hoping there might still be a glimmer of hope.

Bai Qiong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear and unease in his heart, and slung the baseball bat over his shoulder, assuming a standard batting stance.

He was no longer just thinking about dispelling the sword energy of the Mirror Stream, but about taking the initiative and seizing control of the battle.

Bai Qiong wanted to buy time and create an opportunity for Fu Xuan, even if there was only a sliver of hope, she would fight with all her might! "Come on!"

Bai Qiong roared, his voice like thunder echoing across the dock. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and rushed towards Jing Liu like a cannonball, swinging his baseball bat with unstoppable momentum, smashing it hard at Jing Liu.

Jing Liu's lips curled into a cold smile, as if mocking Bai Qiong's futile attempt to stop him.

She casually swung her longsword, unleashing a sword aura even more powerful and terrifying than the previous "Flying Light Without Gap," like a white dragon emerging from the abyss, roaring towards the white sky.

"Hanchuan reflects the moon!"

The sword energy, like a bright crescent moon, emitted a chilling light and carried a biting coldness capable of freezing the soul, mercilessly slashing down towards the white sky.

"Get out of the way, you idiot!"

Fu Xuan let out a desperate scream.

But Bai Qiong seemed to be possessed, showing no intention of dodging. Instead, he charged headlong into the terrifying sword energy.

Home run! Goodbye single!

Bai Qiong roared again, his voice shaking the surrounding area. He concentrated all his strength into the baseball bat, swung it with a do-or-die determination, and used all his strength to smash the crescent-shaped sword energy.

"boom!"

Another deafening roar erupted as the sword energy and baseball bat clashed violently once more. This time, the power far surpassed the previous one, unleashing an even more ferocious and terrifying energy shockwave.

The entire dock seemed to tremble, and the frost on the ground instantly cracked and turned into dust, which flew everywhere.

Bai Qiong felt an immense force, like a raging torrent, instantly engulf him. His body, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying uncontrollably, tracing a horrific parabola in the air before crashing heavily onto the hard ice. "Pfft!"

Bai Qiong spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and excruciating pain surged through his body like a tidal wave, as if his bones were about to shatter.

"Out of control."

Jing Liu maintained her icy expression, her tone filled with condescending disdain. With a mere flick of her sword, she effortlessly deflected Bai Qiong's all-out attack, as if it were a trivial matter.

However, this seemingly simple variation of swordplay had already created an excellent opportunity for Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan understood that this was an opportunity Bai Qiong had created for her.

Her petite body unleashed astonishing energy, her hands moving rapidly like butterflies flitting among flowers as she chanted incantations. Ancient and mysterious spells echoed like celestial music across the dock.

A dazzling purple starlight instantly shone around her, like the most brilliant star in the night sky, sacred and inviolable.

"The Great Evolution of Heavenly Laws, Returning to One Through Tribulations!"

Fu Xuanjiao shouted, her voice clear yet full of authority. She pushed her hands forward with a sudden force, and a beam of energy, like a purple raging dragon, rushed towards Jing Liu with a destructive momentum.

A genuine look of surprise finally flashed in Jing Liu's usually calm eyes. She clearly hadn't expected that this seemingly young and inexperienced diviner would actually possess such powerful and domineering attack methods.

But she was, after all, a legendary swordswoman who had been through countless battles, and even in the face of sudden changes, she remained remarkably calm.