Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xue Xiaoqi frowned: "Since Young Master Yan is so modest, then I won't stand on ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure blurred, and the red-clad figure swept forward like flames, his hands reaching out, all of them crimson.

The first move involves using five fingers like hooks to strike Yan Li's wrist pulse point.

Yan Li smiled slightly, lightly touched the ground with her toes and floated backward, easily avoiding the tricky claw attack.

The sword behind him hummed and trembled slightly.

He patted the scabbard: "Behave yourself, I promised, what's the rush?"

Everyone was stunned. He was actually talking to his sword?

Xue Xiaoqi's second move arrived, her red hand combining its strength into a hand chop, aimed straight at Yan Li's shoulder.

Yan Li pushed off the ground with his feet again, sliding two or three zhang to the side, lightly dodging Xue Xiaoqi's attack once more.

"This is the second move; you have one more chance."

Xue Xiaoqi bit her lower lip lightly. This time, she held back. Her five fingers, light red, formed hooks, and her movements were twice as fast as before.

When Ren and Yan were still seven or eight feet apart, a crimson claw-shaped burst of energy shot out!

The qi was as solid as a physical substance, and the red claws were menacing. With a whooshing sound, they grabbed Yan Li's heart. The qi arrived before the palm!

Those in the audience who knew their stuff immediately spoke up.

"This is the Great Divine Hand! The ruthless palm technique of the Western Demonic Sect has truly reappeared in the martial world!"

"Young Master Yan probably won't be able to dodge this attack."

Yan Li's faint smile remained unchanged. He stood still, facing the crimson aura head-on, neither dodging nor flinching.

"Bang!"

Xue Xiaoqi's claw-shaped qi struck Yan Li squarely in the chest.

"boom--"

A crimson aura exploded in front of Yan Li, the shockwave sweeping in all directions, the strong wind making his clothes flutter wildly.

The crowd gasped in alarm, fearing he was in grave danger and that the red claw energy would surely pierce his chest and disembowel him.

At this moment, on the east side of Jintai, Yan Li's maid, Lin Zhuoying, slightly raised the corner of her mouth, showing no concern for her young master.

After the storm has passed, let's take a closer look.

Yan Li's white robes were spotless, not a single detail was out of place, and the faint smile on his lips remained composed.

The four guardians—mountain, sea, river, and marsh—exclaimed in unison, "Peak of the Ninth Rank, Vajra Saintly Guardian?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd below the stage erupted in uproar.

"Peak of the Ninth Rank! My god! Young Master Yan has actually reached the Vajra Saint Realm!"

"No wonder he dared to give us three moves! At this level, ordinary moves simply can't break through his defenses!"

"Xue Xiaoqi, that pretty woman, has a ruthless 'Great Search God Hand,' it couldn't even break through his protective aura!"

Xue Xiaoqi's chest rose and fell slightly, ignoring the ridicule from the audience below, and her gaze turned to Yan Li.

"The rankings on the Hidden Dragon List are indeed accurate; your first place is truly well-deserved."

"Although you are at the peak of the ninth rank, I still have ways to fight you. Show no mercy, make your move!"

"If that's the case, three moves have passed, it's my turn. 'One Moment,' go."

Yan Li slapped the sword sheath behind her back with her backhand.

With a clang, the scabbard trembled, and the longsword named "One Moment" seemed to possess a spirit.

With a buzzing sound, it broke free of its restraints and, the moment it left its sheath, transformed into a bright streak of light, piercing through the air and heading straight for Xue Xiaoqi's face!

Xue Xiaoqi was startled, her beautiful face changed slightly, and her waist suddenly bent backward into an astonishing arc.

Her long hair trailed on the ground, barely avoiding the cold glint of light.

The sword grazed her nose, the force of which stung her cheek.

"Sword control technique! It's the sword control technique!"

A collective gasp of astonishment erupted from the audience.

"Young Master Yan has actually mastered the art of sword control? This is a legendary technique for sword cultivators, allowing one to kill enemies from afar without wielding a weapon!"

"No wonder he dared to give us three moves! Who could withstand such skill?"

At this moment, Xue Xiaoqi pushed off the ground with her palms and just as she regained her balance, Yan Li drew out another sword from his back, "Yi Shi".

Everyone only saw a white shadow flash before their eyes, and the tip of the "One Life" sword was already firmly pressed against Xue Xiaoqi's chest.

You can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever!

The entire arena was deathly silent; even the sound of the wind blowing through the training ground could be heard clearly.

After a long while, thunderous cheers erupted.

Xie Xiaoyi was stunned; he never expected that Yan Li would have such a level of sword intent cultivation.

Compared to him, my swordsmanship just now didn't seem so great.

He muttered to himself unconsciously, "Holy crap! Sword control technique, who can withstand that?"

Lu Fang nudged his arm with his elbow, his eyelids twitching slightly, but he still maintained his lazy demeanor.

"It's just sword control, what's so surprising about you? He can only control one sword, it's very limited."

Xie Xiaoyi rolled her eyes, inwardly grumbling:

You're talking without any sense of the pain, so the sword control technique didn't hit you in the face!

If you really face this move, let's see if you can still be so lazy!

......

With the sword tip pressed against her chest, Xue Xiaoqi could clearly feel the piercing sword intent.

She bit her lip, and finally let out a reluctant snort: "I lost."

Upon hearing this, Yan Li slightly twisted his wrist, and the "One Lifetime" sword returned to its sheath with a "clang".

His movements were fluid and graceful, showing no trace of pride; he simply nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your kind offer."

Having said that, he turned and returned to his seat on the east side, dressed in white, his steps calm and composed, as if the battle just now was nothing more than a trivial matter.

The sword "Yishi" behind him was still suspended in mid-air, its blade gleaming in the sunlight as it spun around, as if reluctant to return to its place, still wanting to fight.

Yan Li didn't even turn her head, her voice light and indifferent as she scolded, "Aren't you coming back? What's wrong? Haven't you had enough fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Yishi" seemed to understand human speech. With a soft "hum", it transformed into a stream of light and precisely disappeared into the scabbard on Yan Li's back.

In a pavilion not far from the number one manor in the world, Xie Daoyun, the master strategist, was playing chess alone.

He twirled a black chess piece between his fingers, his gaze fixed on the training ground through the window, the afterimage of sword light reflected in his eyes. He spoke slowly:

"With swordsmanship imbued with divine sense and mind in harmony with weapon, this child possesses a hidden sharpness in his destiny, and his future is limitless."

Over here, Xue Xiaoqi turned and walked to the west. Before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly heard a soft "thump" in her chest.

The buttons on the red dress on her chest popped open, revealing a plain-colored undergarment.

The few red plum blossoms embroidered on it, stained with sweat, only added a touch of breathtaking vibrancy.

Xue Xiaoqi's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly realized what was happening—

The buttons on her clothes were silently snapped off by the sword energy from the tip of Yan Li's "One Lifetime" sword.

A breeze blew, and it got a little chilly.

Her cheeks suddenly burned, and she hurriedly reached out to cover them, her steps faltering.

This scene was witnessed by the three people on the west side of the brocade platform, each with their own distinct appearance.

Lu Fang rested his elbow on the railing, his half-closed eyes widening slightly, and he froze in place.

Upon seeing this, the little tiger-rhinoceros monk cried out "Ah!" and slapped his hands over his eyes.

"Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not speak what is improper. Do not let lustful thoughts distract you from your thoughts of women. Contemplate the impurity of your own body, and the fire of desire will naturally extinguish itself!"

"Hush—whoosh!"

Xie Xiaoyi whistled at the sight of spring, then took off his black cloak and tossed it over.

"If you don't mind, you should cover up a bit, so as not to expose yourself!"