My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 158 Can you perform that?

"Ah Qiong, do you need my help?" Sheng Yeyun, who was lost in thought in Xiao Bai's arms, suddenly asked.

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?" Wu Qiong laughed. "If Sister Sheng were to take action, wouldn't I lose all my fun?"

If that were the case, a dungeon could be completed in less than a hundred words.

Although it was already fast, this is a bit too fast.

"Oh," Sheng Yeyun suddenly felt disappointed, then suddenly became excited.

She bit her lower lip and stammered, "Could you... could you perform that? Like that?"

Wu Qiong, confused, asked, "Which one?"

"That's the one," Sheng Yeyun couldn't help but raise her voice.

"Oh!" Wu Qiong suddenly realized, "Sister Empress is awesome! Our Godfather is invincible! We should call him Greater Paris now."

"Not this one." Sheng Yeyun frowned slightly.

Wu Qiong nodded: "RNG is the champion! UZI is awesome!"

"What is this?" Sheng Yeyun asked in confusion.

"Looks like that's not right either." Wu Qiong scratched his head: "Shang Hailong has suffered thirty-two consecutive losses?"

Sheng Yeyun lowered his head, his eyes slightly misty: "'Sword Technique'."

"What?"

Sheng Yeyun looked up, her face contorted with grievance, and said, "Ah Qiong, can I see your 'sword technique'?"

Wu Qiong sighed and said sympathetically, "Sister Sheng, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Don't always live in the past; look forward."

He couldn't continue speaking because he realized that a blood-red spiral was pointing directly at his chest.

"I want to see 'sword techniques'."

"OK!"

Somewhere outside the mountains, Wu Qiong stood holding his sword, with four onlookers a short distance away.

Wu Qiong smacked his lips: "Something feels off. It feels like I'm putting on a monkey show."

"Stop talking nonsense, Brother Wu, let's get started already, let this humble monk broaden his horizons!" Jiese was mysteriously excited.

Wu Qiong was quite displeased, so he said, "That's perfect, I'm short of a sparring partner. Master, would you like to lend a hand?"

"Ouch!" Jie Se suddenly collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach, his face contorted in pain. "This humble monk ate something unclean earlier and has a bit of diarrhea!"

Wu Qiong then turned his gaze to Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly: "I just calculated with my fingers and determined that today is not a good day for fighting. Please forgive me, Brother Wu."

Wu Qiong turned his head again and met Xiao Bai's indifferent gaze.

I'd better not do it; I just can't bring myself to do it.

So he shrugged and said, "This is your own fault for not being competitive enough. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Since no one is willing, I think we should just forget about it."

"I'll be your opponent." Sheng Yeyun walked up to him, raised her head, and said, "Make your move."

"Sister Sheng, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Wu Qiong frowned.

Sheng Yeyun shook his head: "Don't worry, you can't hurt me."

"No," Wu Qiong said helplessly, "I'm afraid you'll beat me to death."

"I won't hit you hard, don't worry," Sheng Yeyun reassured him.

This means you'll still make a move, right? Wu Qiong was speechless.

"There's no other way." Wu Qiong raised his longsword. "Then... please, Sister Sheng, show mercy."

"Sword Technique One: Life and Death Tribulation!"

Wu Qiong seemed to have disappeared from their sight; all they could see was a flash of white light!

"Is that all?" Sheng Yeyun asked softly, gently pinching the transparent longsword in Wu Qiong's hand with two slender, jade-like fingers.

Wu Qiong's expression changed, and he abruptly withdrew his longsword!

Then we'll strike again!

"Sword No. 2: Reincarnation!"

Time seemed to stand still.

At this moment, the only thing still moving in the world was the rain of swords flying towards Sheng Yeyun!

She stood frozen in place, watching the rain of swords fly closer, without making a move.

The rain of swords vanished, and a transparent longsword stood before her.

A slight smile appeared on her lips: "Why not kill me?"

Wu Qiong, confused, asked, "Why would I kill you?"

"Because I am a member of the Demonic Sect," she whispered.

Wu Qiong still found it baffling: "What does that have to do with me?"

Tears slowly slid down her cheeks, and Sheng Yeyun closed her eyes.

Wu Qiong winked at Xiao Bai: What happened to your master?

Xiao Bai silently shook her head: I don't know either.

A moment of silence fell over the room.

After a long while, Sheng Yeyun opened her beautiful eyes again, her gaze now calm and serene: "And then?"

Seeing that she had returned to normal, Wu Qiong moved on to the next move.

Whoosh—rustle.

"Is it raining?" Jiese looked up in confusion.

What came into view were countless sword beams hanging in the sky!

"Sword III: Rebirth"

Within a radius of one kilometer, countless sword beams suddenly flew down!

Wu Qiong controlled the sword light so as not to harm the group, but instead landed around them.

"So beautiful." Sheng Yeyun's blood-red eyes reflected the countless sword beams falling from the sky. She reached out and gently caught one of the sword beams with her index finger.

The sword beam exploded into a shower of sparks the moment it touched her fingers.

Wu Qiong's mouth dropped open, and he muttered, "There's such a thing?"

With the third sword strike finished, Sheng Yeyun asked expectantly, "What about the fourth sword strike?"

"Sword Four?" Wu Qiong asked疑惑地, "Where did Sword Four come from?"

My master only taught me up to the third sword technique; he never mentioned that there was a fourth.

"Isn't there a fourth sword?" Sheng Yeyun asked.

"No, Master said there are only three moves in the 'Sword Technique'," Wu Qiong laughed. "But Sister Sheng reminded me, as for the fourth move... I'll show it to you once I figure it out."

Sheng Yeyun stared intently at him for a long time before lowering her head and whispering, "Okay."

"I'm tired." Sheng Yeyun turned and left. "You all should go and rest too."

"Brother Wu, I'm truly impressed," Jie Se exclaimed. "I didn't sense the power of this 'sword technique,' but the moves are certainly beautiful!"

"Its power is also unparalleled." Ye Qingxuan laughed. He was a master of the innate realm and also used a sword, so he could feel it: "It is no exaggeration to say that this 'sword technique' is the limit of swordsmanship. I am convinced."

"Not at all~ Swordsmanship is all about looking good, that's enough! Hahahaha!" Wu Qiong said modestly.

"You," the young woman with delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I knew Master before."

Her master's demeanor was not like that of someone who would behave on a second meeting.

"I don't know him." Wu Qiong denied it outright, not because of a strong survival instinct, but because he genuinely didn't know him before.

"This is the second time we've met. The first time was at the palace."

"Go back and rest," the young woman said noncommittally.

That night, Wu Qiong woke up in bed.

Hmm, it's an unfamiliar ceiling.

He got up, pushed open the door, closed his eyes, sensed something, stomped his foot on the ground, and flew towards the mountaintop.

Why can it fly?

Didn't I say that innate masters can fly?

It does not matter.

The important thing is that he flew to the top of the mountain and saw the little white girl standing on the edge of the cliff, quietly looking at the full moon in the sky.

So he walked over to Xiaobai and exclaimed, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Xiaobai did not react.

So he continued, "It's just that the wind is a bit noisy."

Xiaobai still did not respond.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to say "half price on potato chips," Xiaobai spoke up.

"I have something to tell you."

(End of this chapter)