She was always forced to be restrained in front of Shi Yan.

They can no longer play happily with their master.

Now... Shi Lang has said that if she betrays him, he can do whatever he wants with her.

I certainly can't admit defeat.

"Of course it's true." Shi Yan looked at the woman in front of him, and a feeling of almost helplessness rose in his heart.

You have to act as bait to lure Wen Ruya into your trap.

“Alright then—” Wen Ruya said confidently, a slight upturn to her beautiful lips, “But… since it’s a bet—”

"We can't just use Shilang as a bargaining chip."

Shi Yan raised an eyebrow. "So, what does Aya mean?"

"If I lose..." Wen Ruya looked at Shi Yan with a smile.

"Tonight... I will let Master do as he pleases."

Wen Ruya smiled happily.

Below the stage, the fists of the two sisters, Donghuang Li and Donghuang Li, were already clenched.

This wave...this wave...

It is a strategic retreat to advance, and a defense to attack.

Wen Ruya firmly grasped Shi Yan's words in her own hands.

Because of the many twists and turns on her path to adulthood, she was originally a witch with both sadistic and masochistic tendencies, and the "Love Sea Demon Sect" saintess who did as she pleased.

She both pursues her own desires and revels in indulging in the desires of others to please herself.

Whether she wins or loses, this is an exceptionally profitable deal for Wen Ruya.

"How about it—" Wen Ruya smiled with absolute confidence.

Shi Yan naturally saw through Wen Ruya's little scheme.

Faced with such gentle elegance, Shi Yan revealed an especially radiant smile, "Okay---"

Because of the huge... close-up of Shi Yan's smile that was airdropped over "Starry Sky Plaza," some girls who had gained a lot of favor with Shi Yan looked up and even felt jealous and dizzy.

soon--

The competition between Shi Yan and Wen Ruya officially began.

Wen Ruya stood still, the small fan she was waving in her hand stopped waving, and all emotion vanished from her crimson eyes as she stared straight at Shi Yan.

It's like... wanting to just eat Shi Yan up.

Looking at Wen Ruya, Shi Yan seemed to see the peerless witch from the game again.

She stood slightly to the side in front of Wen Ruya, her right hand gesturing diagonally towards the ground, holding a four-foot-long, frost-blue sword in her hand.

Holding Shi Jiuzhou's hand in front of Wen Ruya, a demonic cultivator, seemed a bit too much.

So what Shi Yan held... was the hand of the Dance of Fine Snow.

Can--

The teacher forgot a few crucial things.

One of the things is that... "Dance of Fine Snow" is slightly different from Shi Jiuzhou's.

"Dance of Fine Snow," once the sword of the former ruler of Loulan, follows the path of soaring through the heavens on a sword.

In plain terms... when "Dance of Fine Snow" was activated, a female phantom of the same frost-blue color appeared behind Shi Yan.

Then, in front of Wen Ruya, in front of Qin Suhuai, in front of everyone present...

She gently hugged Shi Yan from behind.

By the time Shi Yan realized this with her eyes twitching wildly, it was already too late.

She could only keep a straight face and... take Snow Dance's small hand and pull it down a little.

"Don't hug me like that again..."

"You're to be confined to the equipment room of 'Jiange' for three days as punishment!"

"Mmm!" Shi Yan immediately responded in his mind to the girl's sobbing tone.

in fact……

I just... I just came out of there.

However, Fine Snow Dance also knew that going against Master Shiyan at this time would definitely make Master Shiyan angry.

I should just honestly agree.

On the stands of "Starry Sky Square", the eldest sister was so envious of the frost-blue sword in Shi Yan's hand that she could only bite her handkerchief and pull it down with both hands to relieve her desire.

“Shi... Shi Yan has almost never seriously fought with that sword.”

"I'm so envious..."

"So delicious..."

But Qin Suhuai knew it in her heart.

A few days ago, I finally lost to Wen Ruya in terms of endurance and lost the opportunity to stand on the semi-final stage with my sister Shiyan.

Otherwise... the one who would be able to personally experience the sharpness of Shi Yan's sword would be myself.

On the martial arts arena of "Starry Sky Square", the aura between Shi Yan and Wen Ruya had reached its peak. The two stared at each other, and a single move could affect the whole situation.

A surge of demonic energy erupted from Wen Ruya's body.

In her... that ability to "make the world lose its color" was once again elevated to an infinite level.

This time... even Wen Ruya herself was not exempt.

As soon as you shift your gaze to Wen Ruya, the whole world seems to turn completely gray and white, except for the woman's inorganic eyes, which are bright red and dazzling.

The ancient demonic energy condensed between heaven and earth, and its powerful aura exploded almost like boiling water.

Wen Ruya was the first to make a move.

The woman's delicate fist slammed directly towards Shi Yan.

A fragrant breeze wafts towards you.

In Shi Yan's view, Wen Ruya's fist seemed to grow countless times larger in an instant.

That punch was incredibly fast.

Just as Wen Ruya's fist was about to strike Shi Yan, the almost sonic boom and the reverberating sound of the explosion rang out behind her.

It is different from the "swaying leaf curl" movement described by the master.

Wen Ruya did not use any movement techniques or supernatural abilities; she was simply fast and strong.

This punch... even a rock from another mountain would probably only crack on the spot.

Wen Ruya showed no mercy.

Because she could vaguely sense that Shi Yan, who had survived the heavenly tribulation, had undergone a tremendous qualitative change.

Master Yan's current cultivation level is in no way inferior to mine.

If I yield even slightly, I'm afraid I'll be taken down on the spot.

Although... that seems pretty good too... but since Shirou expects me to go all out, and even used me as a bargaining chip.

I naturally cannot let my master down.

Wen Ruya's fist... brought a sense of oppression that was almost like death.

The master could only raise the dance of fine snow to parry.

Below the stage... Du Gui looked at Wen Ruya's figure that suddenly appeared in front of Shi Yan with considerable apprehension.

That speed and power were enough to make me wary.

Is this the Dao Embryo Demoness who, once she resolves the Dao Heart Demon Tribulation, is destined to surpass herself?

Clang!

Wen Ruya's fist slammed directly into the immortal sword.

Shi Yan's figure seemed about to be blasted away.

The feeling of Wen Ruya crashing into him... was as if a mountain was crashing directly into him.

The teacher said there were no surprises.

Although Aya is not a body cultivator, her physique is no weaker than most body cultivators.

This can be seen from the fact that all the girls Wen Ruya met at Shiyan... almost all of them had the most durable stamina bars.

Shi Yan knows Wen Ruya too well.

Knowing how slender a girl's ankles are, she can gesture to show it without any reaction time.

Using the force of Wen Ruya's punch, Shi Yan was sent flying.

At the same time, the hand holding the Dance of Fine Snow loosened.

The few disciples of the "Azure Lotus Sword Sect" who could clearly see their master's words and actions frowned slightly.

Master Shiyan?

They were somewhat worried.

Most of the sword techniques circulating in this world are similar to those of the "Azure Lotus Sword Sect".

With a sword in hand, one can slay any powerful enemy in the world.

The sword is never out of my body, never out of my hand.

Even... like Qin Suhuai.

He even sleeps with Ziyan in his arms.

Sometimes, when Shi Yan sniffed the hilt of that purple sword, he could almost smell the fragrance of lilac blossoms... the sweet scent of a girl's perfume.

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