Yuan Shixiao stared blankly at Li Chang'an. In fact, her master had said similar things to her before.

But she just felt something was wrong; only her own opinion was right. But for some reason, this time she didn't have any intention of arguing.

Li Chang'an casually stuck his sword into the arena, no longer looking at Yuan Shixiao, and faced the crowd: "Is there anyone who would like to come up and experience my skills?"

At this moment, the crowd below the stage was in a state of uproar.

They couldn't understand the subtle sword techniques used earlier, but they could clearly see the wide-ranging sword energy that Yuan Shixiao later unleashed.

They were holding their breath for Li Chang'an when they saw him suddenly increase his speed, appearing in front of Yuan Shixiao in the blink of an eye, piercing through her protective shield with a sword and knocking off her hat.

As for the scene under Yuan Shixiao's hat, because the arena was relatively high, the audience standing below did not notice her sparse hair on top.

"Hey, what's going on? How did Li Chang'an get so close with such dense sword energy? What sword technique did he use? I don't quite understand!"

"If Hat Girl is so good, how did she suddenly lose?"

A group of people were discussing it animatedly.

Even Zhuge Qing and Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but frown.

This guy named Yuan Shixiao is definitely not weak. Even if they went up there, they would have to put in a lot of effort to take him down. But Li Chang'an took him down way too easily.

"Did you figure it out?" Zhuge Gong asked his son.

"I don't know much about swordsmanship. All I see is speed and powerful energy!" Zhuge Qing said, squinting.

"His life cultivation is very high!" Zhuge Gong said.

"How tall?" Zhuge Qing asked.

Most sorcerers only practice divination and cultivate their nature, but the sorcerers of the Zhuge family are different. They cultivate both nature and life, and their cultivation of life is comparable to physical training. Therefore, Zhuge Qing is more sensitive to the cultivation of nature and life.

"It's hard to say. Although I didn't see him use the methods of the Three Ones Sect on stage, judging from his current state, he should have been maintaining the Reverse Life state. The Reverse Life state has a huge boost to oneself, so I can't say for sure how much of the speed and power he is showing now comes from his life cultivation and how much comes from the Reverse Life state," Zhuge Gong said.

Zhuge Qing nodded and said, "He looks incredibly handsome in this state. If he entered the entertainment industry, even as a newcomer, he'd be guaranteed a leading role. But doesn't this state take a toll on him? Can he maintain it indefinitely? Are the methods of the San Yi Sect really that miraculous?"

Zhuge Gong shook his head and said, "If there really is no consumption, why don't Master Lu and Lu Lin maintain this state? As far as I know, the only one in the Sanyi Sect who has maintained this state is the previous sect leader, Zuo Ruotong."

"How long did that previous head coach hold the position?"

"I have never met the head of the Sanyi Sect in person, but you have a great-grandfather who once studied under the Sanyi Sect. Although he died young, he was a well-known gossip in the village when he was alive. He talked a lot about the Sanyi Sect, and many elders still remember him. It is said that the left head of the sect has maintained this status for almost fifty years."

"Fifty years?"

"Fifty years?" Zhuge Qing's squinty eyes widened in surprise.

He found it hard to believe that an ability could be used continuously for so long.

Fifty years—not to mention the depletion of vital energy and mental energy—just the fact that one hasn't slept for fifty years is something few people could endure.

"That's right, it's precisely because it's incredible that he has the title of immortal. Could it be that this Li Chang'an wants to follow in his master's footsteps?" Zhuge Gong pondered.

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes, his shrewdness gleaming in them: "Father, I want to go up and give it a try."

Zhuge Gong smiled and said, "Curious about this method?"

"Who wouldn't be curious about such methods?" Zhuge Qing said, and started to walk onto the stage.

Zhuge Gong stopped him: "Wait a minute. Master Lu is eager to have Zhang Lingyu and Li Chang'an have a match so that he can avenge his previous defeat. If you go up and accidentally win, Master Lu will definitely cause me trouble. If you lose and it causes great depletion to Li Chang'an, leading to Li Chang'an's defeat to Zhang Lingyu, Master Lu will cause me even more trouble."

Zhuge Qing was taken aback: "Isn't Master Lu supposed to have a flawless life? Why would he do something like this?"

"Master Lu is certainly decisive when it comes to important matters. But when it comes to trivial matters, can a centenarian be considered to have a flaw when he beats up a forty-year-old man like me?" Zhuge Gong retorted.

"If it can make you, Father, get whipped, then I'd like to go up even more," Zhuge Qing said with a smile.

"If I get hit because of you, won't I hit you back twice as hard?"

Zhuge Qing immediately admitted defeat. He was hailed as a genius that the Zhuge family had only seen once in a century, and the last person in the Zhuge family to have this honor was his father.

Although he felt that he was as good as his name suggested, surpassing his father in ability, the extra decades of cultivation his father had accumulated were undeniable.

Zhang Lingyu also looked at the stage with a serious expression. He admitted that if he were on the stage, he would not have been able to defeat the woman named Yuan Shixiao so cleanly and decisively.

This opponent is a bit more difficult to deal with than I imagined. If I go up with just some basic techniques, it's not very safe, and I'm afraid I'll embarrass my master.

However, when I was going down the mountain, some of my senior brothers, knowing that I would most likely have a sparring match after I left, gave me some small trump cards out of concern.

But is it really appropriate to use something so precious for this kind of friendly competition?

Even if I win, what will others think of me, and what will they think of my master?

I can accept losing face, but won't they think that Master is a sore loser?

Should I use it or not?!

At this moment, Li Shaoyun, sitting on the elders' seat, was grinning from ear to ear at the sight of this scene, and even gave Yuan Shixiao's master a provocative look.

Back then, you used your sword energy to dangle me around like a kite and beat me up. Now you know how powerful it is, right? Still so arrogant?

Master Yuan felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. His disciple was actually very talented, but she was a bit too arrogant. She had rushed in so boldly, but she had been defeated so badly. Not to mention her disciple, even he, her master, was losing face. However, he wondered if this blow would make her restrain her temper.

Not only the two of them, but even Lu Jin was shocked by Li Chang'an's performance. With his strength, he was naturally able to see the details clearly.

That tomboy with the Flowing Cloud Sword was very strong; even among all the talented young people in this courtyard, he was considered outstanding. Yet, he was defeated so thoroughly.

In recent years, I have been focusing my attention on Chang'an's reverse cultivation, but I didn't expect him to be so good at swordsmanship as well!

For a moment, Lu Jin felt both happy and worried.

The good thing is that Li Chang'an is very powerful, so he doesn't have to worry about how things might go wrong.

What's worrying is that Li Chang'an just demonstrated his family's swordsmanship, but his demonstration of the San Yi Sect's reverse-life technique was somewhat lacking.

These older generation members could naturally see that Li Chang'an's swordsmanship was so powerful that it must be related to the enhancement of Sanyi's reversal state.

But the younger generation doesn't know that.

But if Chang'an were to abandon swordsmanship now...

Could it be that he's crippling himself?

Lu Jin glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, then at Zhang Lingyu. If he could teach this old bastard's disciple a lesson, he wouldn't mind using his sword!

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