Chat Group: People in Douluo Continent wreak havoc across the heavens

Chapter 163 Lu Xian's First Defeat [Please Subscribe]

Lu Xueqi was clearly asking about swordsmanship, but Lu Xian's words of praise never mentioned swords and were always about people. Even the aloof fairy couldn't resist the tidal wave of sweet words. In front of Lu Xian, her usual cold and aloof demeanor had long since vanished.

He was the only tenderness in Lu Xueqi's heart.

"You're asking about swordsmanship?"

Lu Xian subconsciously scratched his head and said awkwardly, "I wasn't paying attention. I was so busy watching you. Your sword dance was so beautiful and graceful. I couldn't get enough of looking at you. How could I have any extra attention to swordsmanship?"

Moreover, Lu Xian was completely ignorant of swordsmanship.

He only knows one move: the sword chop.

However, this sword-splitting move is quite powerful, truly embodying the principle of simplicity in the ultimate truth. Anyone who sees it would have to kneel down in respect.

This blatant praise made Lu Xueqi even more embarrassed, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to burn even more brightly. She slightly parted her moist red lips, wanting to scold him for not being serious at all and for being so perfunctory in his response to her question about swordsmanship.

But the words just wouldn't come out; my heart felt as sweet as if it had been filled with honey.

Ah, women!

He might pretend to be serious and criticize you, but he's actually secretly delighted.

Lu Xian had already seen through everything. If you were to praise the sword technique but not the person, then you would be finished.

"You're so annoying, always spouting sweet talk. Don't say that again!"

Lu Xueqi complained coquettishly, her voice as clear and melodious as a nightingale's song, yet carrying a hint of shyness and annoyance from being constantly teased.

After speaking, she carefully picked up the teacup, her skirt sleeves concealing her delicate face, and took a small sip, trying to use this subtle action to hide the frantic pounding in her heart and the barely suppressed sweetness on her lips.

Her delicate hands slowly fell to her sides, and her head followed suit, her smooth, flowing black hair cascading down to perfectly conceal her already flushed, shy face.

"You mentioned in the group a few days ago that you wanted to have a friendly spar. Is that why you're here?" She asked softly, her head lowered and her slender fingers unconsciously fiddling with the small cup in her hand.

She tried to change the subject so that Lu Xian could be more serious and stop teasing her so recklessly.

Lu Xian casually sprawled on the tea table, one hand propping up half his face, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman who had lowered her head, a playful smirk in his voice: "Could it be that in your heart, I couldn't have come all this way just to see my beloved Daoist partner whom I yearn for day and night, despite the hardships?"

"Stop being so glib!" She looked up at Lu Xian, rolling her eyes playfully. "It's just passing through a teleportation portal, but you make it sound like you've crossed countless mountains and rivers and overcome countless hardships."

Lu Xueqi gave a soft hum, her expression a mix of reproach and endearing coquettishness.

"Hmph, all you do is talk a good game. I don't know where you learned all those sweet talk." She turned her head away, pretending to ignore Lu Xian, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her true thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xian raised an eyebrow with a smug look and chuckled, saying with a mischievous expression, "Naiqi, am I not glib? Didn't you try it once before?"

"You should know this best, shouldn't you? I remember you were quite engrossed in it, your body went limp."

You bastard!

Lu Xueqi was now truly enraged by his teasing. Her face flushed crimson, and she suddenly drew her sword, stood up, and glared at Lu Xian, saying with a mixture of shame and indignation, "I want to spar right now!"

She wanted to teach Lu Xian a lesson and see if he would dare to talk nonsense again, spouting whatever came to mind, and always teasing and provoking her.

"Alright!" Lu Xian leisurely stood up, his face still bearing that mischievous smile, and calmly said, "Although this is supposed to be a friendly spar, with our cultivation levels, we can't really unleash our full potential here on Little Bamboo Peak. Shall we go outside?"

"Follow me!"

Without hesitation, Lu Xueqi drew her Tianya Divine Sword and gracefully leaped onto the ground. She lightly stepped on the sword with her toes. Compared to riding the rainbow, she preferred to ride the flying sword, and her speed was not much slower.

Lu Xueqi was about to lead the way on her sword so that Lu Xian could follow, but the flying sword suddenly dipped slightly. She turned around and found that Lu Xian had somehow lightly stepped onto the flying sword, and one of his hands had taken the opportunity to wander around her waist.

"Let go of my hand!" Lu Xueqi was a little embarrassed and annoyed. I was going to teach you a lesson, how come you got the better of me?

Lu Xian smiled and said, "I'm afraid of heights. What if I let go and fall?"

She was taken aback. The familiar conversation reminded her of that night when the two of them traveled to Yandu together.

At that time, Lu Xian couldn't fly yet, and I had to take him to Yandu to buy food.

Perhaps deeply touched by these distant yet warm and beautiful memories, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, forming a gentle curve:

"You can put your arm around my shoulder, I won't let you fall."

Lu Xian tightened his grip on her soft, slender waist: "But I feel safer holding her waist..."

"..."

The sword light, like a dazzling shooting star, carried two figures across the sky at lightning speed. The mountains and rivers below them, like a rapidly flowing scroll, rushed backward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Naiqi, tell me, who do you think will win this sparring match?" Lu Xian said with a smile. His voice sounded somewhat erratic in the howling wind, yet it clearly reached Lu Xueqi's ears.

"Of course I win!"

She blurted it out without thinking, her tone firm, as if it were an established fact.

She thought to herself: Hmph, you dare to try and win one!

"Since you're so confident, how about we raise the stakes? Let's make this match more interesting." Lu Xian wrapped his arms tightly around the slender waist of the person in front of him, rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, and smiled mischievously. He didn't care about winning or losing; as long as his wife was happy, that was all that mattered.

Lu Xueqi's heart skipped a beat. She keenly sensed that he was definitely up to something, but after hesitating for a moment, she decided to go along with him. "Okay, I won't lose anyway. What do you want to bet?"

Her voice was as melodious as a silver bell, full of confidence, as if victory in this competition was already firmly in her grasp.

"Let's bet on whether we win or lose!"

Lu Xian grinned mischievously, his words carrying a hint of cunning.

"If I win, you'll let me kiss you."

Lu Xian leaned close to Lu Xueqi's ear and whispered, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"If I lose, I'll let you kiss me."

Lu Xian continued speaking, a smug smile on his face.

"..."

Lu Xueqi was speechless upon hearing this, secretly thinking to herself: So you're the one who benefits the most?

What kind of bet is this?

Lu Xueqi was about to refuse when a sudden thought flashed through her mind. Who says kissing can only be on the lips? A flying kiss is also a kiss, isn't it? After spending so much time together in the group, she had unconsciously become a little mischievous.

Just thinking about how, after the sparring match, regardless of winning or losing, she would only give Lu Xian a flying kiss, and then he would look on with a dumbfounded expression, Lu Xueqi couldn't help but chuckle. Her moist red lips quietly curved into an incredibly alluring smile, as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.

Her eyes darted around nimbly, and she feigned ignorance, tilting her head slightly to look at Lu Xian, who was resting his chin on her shoulder and rubbing it against her. She then pretended to be clueless and agreed:

"Okay, I agree... Hmm?"

"Ugh... ugh...?"

Feeling the moisture on her lips and the teeth that had been pried open, Lu Xueqi's eyes widened slightly, and even the flying sword beneath her feet shook violently, as if it too was startled by this sudden situation.

She paused for a moment before snapping back to reality, then pushed away Lu Xian, who was leaning in, with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.

"What are you doing!"

"Isn't it obvious?" Lu Xian wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and said matter-of-factly, "I lost."

Lu Xueqi's eyes widened upon hearing this. No, could it be like this?

That's so shameless!

"This...this loss doesn't count, how can we just admit defeat like this! No! It...it doesn't count..."

Lu Xueqi mumbled a few words, then froze, her eyes filled with confusion and entanglement. It seemed that no matter whether she won or lost, the result was a bit off, and she couldn't quite process what was happening.

If you count it, she didn't teach Lu Xian a lesson; instead, she was taken advantage of, which is a huge loss for her!

If it doesn't count, the bet still stands, and I might even get taken advantage of after the game is over...

Her cheeks gradually turned redder and redder, like a ripe tomato, her rosy cheeks seeming to bleed, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

Lu Xian curled his lips, barely suppressing a smile. Little Naiqi was still too young. Her look of struggling and thinking was just too cute!

After a short while.

Lu Xueqi realized that this was a dead end!

She gave a soft snort, her face flushed, and ignored Lu Xian, focusing all her energy on propelling her flying sword forward. She was determined to get her revenge in the sparring match.

Before long, the two arrived at a spacious valley. In the valley was a small lake with crystal clear water that shimmered like a giant mirror. The lakeside was flat, with lush green grass and wildflowers in full bloom, making it a perfect place for a field battle.

Lu Xian even suspected that Naiqi hadn't brought him here to spar, but rather to have a date.

The sword light streaked into the valley like a shooting star. The two of them lightly leaped off their flying swords. The Heavenly Sword flew back into Lu Xueqi's hand. She was graceful and her movements were fluid and beautiful as she twirled her sword, already assuming an offensive stance.

Seeing this, Lu Xian also suppressed his smile and became slightly more serious.

Lu Xueqi started a group live stream.

[Zhang Chulan: Huh? What is my godmother livestreaming?]

Xiao Yan entered the live stream room.

Ye Fan entered the live stream room.

[Qilin entered...]

"Let's begin!" Lu Xueqi shouted, her voice clear and loud. The Tianya Divine Sword instantly shone with a fierce and dazzling light. With a light tap of her toes, she raised the sword and charged towards Lu Xian.

Her slender fingertips moved in a series of ever-changing handprints, her movements skillful and agile.

[Zhang Chulan: Holy crap?! I'm beating up my godfather live on stream?!]

[Yan Ling Ji: Xue Qi, give me a good beating!]

[Ye Fan: Sister Qi is awesome! Beat up that Lu dog!]

[Xiao Yan: Sister Qi's magical power is boundless!]

[Lu Xian: Holy crap, why are they streaming now...?]

"With a pure heart and unwavering spirit, one can draw forth thunder."

Under the bright sunlight, a bolt of lightning as thick as a finger suddenly struck down from the sky without warning, hitting Lu Xian, who was quietly admiring Lu Xueqi's beautiful figure and casually chatting in the group chat, on the head, making him shiver on the spot.

"Damn it, Milkie, you have no sportsmanship, you're attacking from behind!" Lu Xian couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Enough with the nonsense! Who told you to be so unfocused during a sparring session? Take this!"

Lu Xueqi gave a sharp rebuke, her lips curling slightly. Without any mercy, she thrust the Tianya Divine Sword straight at Lu Xian's brow, its sword strike fierce and swift as the wind.

Lu Xian dared not chat in the group anymore. He reacted quickly, shifting his feet and easily dodging the attack. Lu Xueqi, however, remained calm and composed, her long sword changing its move with fluid grace, instantly transforming a thrust into a horizontal slash. The previous straight thrust was just a feint.

The sharp blade slashed towards Lu Xian's throat. Lu Xian's eyes twitched, and he stomped his heel on the grass, instantly leaping backward.

I thought I had escaped Milky's attack range, but little did I know that this was just the beginning of the real battle.

"Transform the Qi into the ten directions, and command the spirit as a sword."

As if she had already calculated Lu Xian's evasive trajectory, Lu Xueqi launched a continuous barrage of attacks. Behind her, ice-blue runes flashed and unfolded, and in an instant, dozens of longswords formed from divine power rushed out, carrying a chilling light, chasing after the retreating Lu Xian at high speed, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

"To treat your man so cruelly, it's like murdering your husband!"

Lu Xian's martial spirit transformed into a sword. As he retreated, he continuously slashed with his sword, his powerful divine force instantly shattering the numerous spiritual energy swords that were chasing him. He smiled casually, thinking that such a small trick was nothing special.

However, the moment he landed, a light blue circular rune with a radius of nearly ten meters appeared beneath his feet, and he happened to be standing at the center of the rune.

"Earth and Water unite as one, soaring to the heavens!"

"Let's see how long you can keep joking around," Lu Xueqi said with a cold laugh, her fingers forming a hand seal.

"Holy crap? There's more?" Lu Xian was startled when he saw the runes that suddenly appeared under his feet. He reacted quickly and instantly rode a rainbow into the sky, narrowly dodging the first wave of dozens of spiritual energy swords that rushed out from the runes. With a single swing of his sword, his divine power was like a crescent moon, annihilating the spiritual energy swords that were chasing after him.

I almost got sodomized!

"Naiqi, that's a bit too much! Do you believe I'll spank you?" Lu Xian shouted.

Lu Xueqi remained unmoved, as if she hadn't heard anything, and her fingertip hand seals continued to change rapidly.

"Water condenses and flows back to its source, a tragedy for the heavens."

"From the two elements, rain falls."

Lu Xueqi's offensive came one after another; she was determined to get back at Lu Xueqi for the time she had been taken advantage of earlier.

Ice-blue runes continuously unfolded in the void around Lu Xian, and swords formed from spiritual energy and ice continuously burst forth from the runes, filling the sky with sword shadows. At the same time, bolts of lightning occasionally struck down from the sky, and the key point is that these lightning bolts were silent and impossible to defend against.

Lu Xian's ability to summon lightning doesn't hurt much, given his exceptionally strong physique. However, being struck by lightning too often can cause his hair to become frizzy, as he is quite conscious of his appearance.

[Ye Fan: Who do you think will win?]

[Xiao Yan: Are your eyes on your ass? Isn't the situation clear enough? Lu Gou is being chased and beaten, yet he doesn't even bother to retaliate. The top spot in the group has changed hands today!]

[Ye Fan: With Lu Gou's background, what wouldn't he do? It's hard to say whether he'd be ruthless enough to destroy a beautiful woman.]

[Xiao Yan: How about we guess the odds of winning?]

[Qilin: What's the opening number?]

[Lu Xueqi: 30/70 split!]

(End of this chapter)