These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

The highest expectation is that Luo He can force this young man to reveal his true strength.

Testing the waters... that's the ultimate goal of this trip.

If we can defeat him and severely damage his morale, causing him to never recover, that would be an unexpected bonus. At least it would prove to that person that their role is significant.

But can Luohe really do it?

Zi Mu looked at himself, then at Yu Qing lying next to him, and wondered... why was he sweating so much?

Luo He also felt very bad.

A young man at the sixth rank of the Dragon Slayer Realm should maintain a sense of drive and disdain towards all enemies in front of him.

Believe that you are the chosen one, possessing unparalleled talent.

He would want to prove to any young opponent that he is the most talented one.

But now, as Luo He stood before him, watching him slowly grasp the sword that didn't belong to him and look at him... he could only feel immense pressure emanating from the other's calm and indifferent gaze.

He suddenly realized that the outcome of the battle between the two might be evenly matched.

Is he... really that strong?

If the advantage I had in dealing with my junior brothers and sisters before was due to the overwhelming effect of my cultivation level, then the advantage I had in dealing with myself should have vanished... So why do I feel something is wrong?

His methods were too cunning and ruthless, which put too much pressure on him.

No, no... Just like Zimu said, since it's a competition to see who's better, what's the point of talking about tricks! They came uninvited, and the other side could even kill their own junior brothers and sisters, and no outsider would say anything because they brought it on themselves... Such a reason is completely untenable.

Then you have to be careful. The higher the level of the confrontation, the more you need to trust the influence of your intuition.

Rational analysis is not very useful, since we don't really know each other well. Perhaps only the intuition at this moment is the most truthful.

Luo He calmed down.

Stopping thinking about anything else, he rationally raised the sword in his hand.

He stood there, unmoved as a mountain, seemingly full of flaws, yet also seemingly without any flaws at all.

So... let's test the waters first.

So he immediately started tapping his fingers lightly on the hilt of the sword, seemingly without any disturbance.

However, the sword energy had already begun to spread towards Wei Tu along with his aura. This sword energy was dense and delicate, like the lingering rain of spring.

Unpredictable, by the time you realize it, the sword energy has already cut your skin and penetrated deep into your bones.

This is a sword technique that can only be mastered by someone whose control over their aura has reached a level of consummate skill.

It may seem formless, merely an aura, but once these sword energies penetrate your meridians, you will begin to understand what it means to be methodical and incredibly swift, instantly rendering you incapable of any resistance.

So the sword energy spread out, like spring rain, nourishing things silently.

then……

then……

He stood there.

Looking at herself calmly, a smile gradually appeared on her face.

What are you expecting?

He asked that question.

Luo He frowned instantly.

He... didn't feel anything at all? Did it not have any effect? ​​How could that be! He clearly didn't even activate his internal energy!

The boy smiled and looked at him.

"Stop looking, those sword energies are gone."

"How is this possible..."

How could my sword energy just disappear so silently?

Wei Tu walked over step by step, and his aura spread inch by inch in Luo He's eyes.

Indeed, there was no impact! He wasn't affected at all!

Luo He did not panic immediately. When Wei Tu took his second step, her sword energy was like a rainbow.

A dazzling white light almost rushed towards us.

The white light, aimed at Wei Tu's face, was like a dazzling sword, capable of locking onto one's very soul.

The boy in front of him seemed oblivious to any danger. Even as the sword light was already aimed at his eyes, he merely raised his hand slightly, bending the sword forward.

Luo He clearly saw the unadorned tip of his sword collide with his own sword energy.

"boom!"

The explosion was so intense that people on the sidelines could barely open their eyes, because the light was simply too dazzling.

The shattered sword light scattered across the sky was like shining morning stars.

Luo He disappeared from Wei Tu's sight.

Wei Tu froze, slightly turning his body, but Luo He's sword pierced through the side of Wei Tu's face.

But it didn't scratch his skin at all; in fact, it hit the mark perfectly. Wei Tu's long hair lifted slightly as he casually turned to the side.

Wei Tu drew his sword.

"clang!"

First word.

"clang!"

Second tone.

"clang!!"

At first, the people on the sidelines could only hear the sound of swords clashing. From the sound, they could clearly tell that the two had exchanged dozens of blows in a short period of time!

But they could barely make out the movements of the two figures!

Because it was just too fast!

The two appeared to be standing one in front of the other, and it even seemed like their arms weren't moving much.

However, with each blink, Luo He's position would change noticeably, for example, from behind Wei Tu to the left, then to the front, and then to the right.

It was as if they were constantly testing the boy's weaknesses.

The most terrifying thing is that Wei Tu stood in the same spot the whole time, and the direction he was facing didn't even change!

In this eerie scene, they seemed to be able to hear...

Did you hear that sound just now?

"There's something... it sounds like Senior Brother Wei is speaking..."

"What are you talking about?"

"I can't hear you... I can't hear you at all..."

Those with lower strength naturally couldn't hear it clearly, but those above the Dragon Slayer Realm, including Bai Youwei, Qiao Zhiheng, and Lin Ruoyin, could hear it fairly clearly.

But because I heard it clearly, I couldn't believe it even more.

Because what Wei Tu said wasn't anything else, but...

"The second move of the Jade Palace Flowing Light Sword Manual... is a bit lacking, the position is wrong."

"The fifth move of the Flowing Light Sword Manual is a bit weak. I suggest you improve your basic sword grip."

"Heh, deliberately changed your moves? No longer using the Light Sword..."

"The seventh move of the Cunyang Sword Manual... You've practiced it well, even better than the sword moves of your sect. However, the Cunyang Sword Manual itself is outdated."

"Oh dear, I already told you not to use it. Of course, if you want to exhaust yourself so you can lose more gracefully, I have no objection." "Don't you know how to practice swordsmanship? I'll teach you."

The meaning of these words is already quite clear...

The boy, whose posture remained unchanged, was not merely engaging in casual banter and communication.

Even... he was dismantling his moves at will!

He could accurately state the origin and name of every sword strike Luo He used!

Even one's own shortcomings!

What a terrifying way to respond! It was as if it were telling Luo He.

It's not that I don't know how to handle it; I'm just trying to teach you with good intentions.

That's simply... killing someone by destroying their spirit.

Although he hasn't killed anyone yet, this method is clearly shattering the self-esteem of this young man named Luo He!

Luo He was indeed starting to get anxious.

As Wei Tu's words flowed clearly into his ears, he began to feel a sense of absurdity.

It's like he's my teacher, and everything I've learned is taught by him!

He even knows exactly where I haven't practiced well enough!

For so long, he has been constantly parrying, effortlessly and casually, without ever having to consciously confront himself! Does such a person, so completely at ease and without a single flaw to be found... really exist?

He was unwilling to accept this, and his heart burned with restlessness.

Finally, unable to bear the humiliation any longer, Luo He took a step back.

This was the first time he had ever held a sword with both hands.

Because he couldn't judge whether he could control the sword strike he was about to use.

His breath surged instantly, almost using all of it.

In the face of this terrifying and eerie boy, what difference is there between conserving energy and instantly using all one's strength?!

This isn't about draining him; it's about needlessly depleting yourself!

I'm not stupid!