I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

I didn't expect that a second one would appear today.

It can be seen that this boy's talent is indeed not inferior to Jiang Ke'er! If they really fight, it is hard to say who will win or lose!

What a pity! I had thought that the two dark horses from the Qinglian Sword Sect could dampen this kid’s arrogance.

"sharp."

Pei Min looked at the lightning on Xiao Yu's body with envy. Under the reflection of the violent lightning, Xiao Yu, who originally had the temperament of a scholar, looked quite handsome.

What’s more important is the powerful pressure, which is the power of the Tao realm.

If the tin sword in his hand came into contact with it, it would probably melt instantly, and he would be paralyzed by the spreading lightning and lose his ability to resist.

Only if you don't touch, you won't be hit.

But it is not that easy to use skills to perform tricks in front of a cultivator like Xiao Yu...

Taking a deep breath, Pei Min moved, facing the lightning that kept piercing out from the void.

The high-speed shadow stirred up a strong wind on the spot.

Seeing that Xiao Yu was less than ten meters away from him, Pei Min suddenly went crazy and threw the sword in his hand towards Xiao Yu!

The spinning sword has no killing power at all!

Xiao Yu raised the thunder sword in his hand, and Pei Min's white iron sword was easily cut into two pieces.

Lord Li held his forehead with his hand and sat down, and the onlookers also breathed a sigh of relief.

How can I fight this kid now that I have lost my sword?

But at the same time Xiao Yu cut off the white iron sword, Pei Min's speed suddenly increased!

He took advantage of Xiao Yu's inability to retract his strength and quickly rushed past Xiao Yu!

However, Xiao Yu turned his wrist, and there was no sign of him being unable to hold back his strength! The lightning immediately swept towards Pei Min's thigh!

If he was hit by this, Pei Min would lose his ability to move on the spot.

Pei Min gritted his teeth and struggled as hard as a gecko, his thigh broke automatically, and he survived by breaking his left leg!

At the same time, he grabbed the hilt of the broken sword in mid-air, lifted it up with force, and flicked the other half of the broken sword blade towards Xiao Yu's eyebrows!

Xiao Yu dodged by turning his head, then swung his sword back with his backhand, confidently swinging it backwards.

"Thank you." A bored and sleepy look appeared on his face, and he turned around and looked at Pei Min and said.

Pei Min has only one leg and has difficulty moving, so this sword will definitely hit him and end the battle.

As he expected, the thunder sword was pressed tightly against Pei Min's waist. When it moved forward a little, Pei Min was numbed by the electric shock.

However, the strong wind died down.

"..."

Dead silence——

Xiao Yu looked down, his expression a little dazed.

At some point, Pei Min's broken blade was already against his neck.

That would have been more than enough to slit Pei Min's throat and arteries before he could electrocute him.

He couldn't accept such an ending.

A tie?

To tie with an unknown kid?

wrong.

The broken sword was in his blind spot, and Pei Min might be even faster.

"Good... fierce swordsmanship," Xiao Yu's mentality finally changed, "Swordsmanship? No, it's as fierce as a machete, as cunning as a hidden weapon... but it's not like what swordsmanship should be like. It doesn't have the elegance that a scholar-official should have, but it's like a fierce beast and a troublemaker. You don't follow the rules. No wonder people call you a scum."

Pei Min shook his head: "No, Master said that a sword that can kill people is a good sword."

"There are so many things that can kill people, why don't you practice with swords, guns, or hidden weapons? Wouldn't that make it easier to kill people?" Xiao Yu was puzzled, "Why do you practice with swords?"

"Because he's handsome."

"..."

That’s quite direct.

Xiao Yu shook his head: "The sword is not an ordinary weapon. It not only cultivates the body, but also the mind. Sword users may seem to be using killing weapons, but more importantly, it is a symbol. When they draw their swords, they are infusing their thoughts and will... The battle between sword users may seem to be a game of skills, but in fact, it is a collision of thoughts. This is the way of the sword."

"Then my thoughts are not thoughts?" Pei Min asked.

"In the minds of ordinary people, there are only personal interests such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation, birth, aging, illness, and death. Just like you, you only care about winning or losing, and you will do anything to get what you want. You will not consider the long-term impact of your actions on the way of the sword." Xiao Yu glanced at Pei Min, "But since you are still young, it is normal."

"Are you trying to excuse yourself because you can't stand losing?"

Pei Min's words choked Xiao Yu to death.

Who did this kid learn this from? Why is he so irritating?

"You and I are both losers, and the result is not out yet!" Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and looked at the examiner.

"Examiner? Please announce the results!"

(2/2)

152. How to treat the people?

Below the stage, countless fierce eyes were staring at the examiner.

If the examiner still wanted to make a living in kendo, he would definitely not dare to judge Pei Min as the winner.

"Pei Min's sword is faster, Pei Min advances successfully, Xiao Yu is eliminated!"

They guessed wrong.

Such an important competition was of course recorded, and the examiner played the video without waiting for anyone to protest.

The mouths of the sword sect monks were immediately blocked, and they could only watch unwillingly as Pei Min's sword was placed against Xiao Yu's neck in the video.

The evidence of this loss is conclusive.

Xiao Yu actually lost...

As a result, it really was... a civil war between the brothers and sisters of the Qinglian Sword Sect!

This is too outrageous!

What do other sword schools do?

The entire Sword Cultivator Alliance was humiliated by a humble sword sect. How can they have the dignity to survive in the future?

The sword practitioners felt a crackling sound in their heads, as if earthworms were moving around.

He kept calling people kendo scum all day, but in the end he was beaten up by them in public.

"Accepted."

However, at this moment, Pei Min became unusually calm and just bowed lightly to Xiao Yu.

He glanced at the sword practitioners below the stage who had been humiliating him all day and were still unwilling to accept the defeat, but he did not feel much joy.

I got slapped in the face and took revenge, and then what?

It was just a matter of convenience.

His real purpose is not these. Winning is just a necessary process for him to achieve his goal. No matter Xiao Yu, Xiao Pingguo or Xiao Xigua, to him, they are just ordinary steps, maybe a little higher, but still just steps.

On the opposite side, Xiao Yu was unable to accept the reality because he lost too easily... But when he saw Pei Min's silent departure, he seemed to understand something.

Even though he defeated himself who was hailed as a genius, he did not feel much joy.

His target has never been Nan Xiaoyu.

what is that?

"I lost. No matter how it happened, I lost in the end," Xiao Yu sighed. "The Dao Realm Sword Intention was defeated by the perfect skills and calculations. You really opened my eyes, Pei Min..."

"Flattering won't reverse the outcome." Pei Min said as he walked off the stage.

Xiao Yu was furious.

The skills competition is over. No matter who wins between him and Xiao Tao, it will be the winner of the Qinglian Sword Sect. There is no regret... Pei Min thought.

From today on, the reputation of the Qinglian Sword Sect throughout Shenzhou will inevitably undergo a 180-degree reversal, and the decisive battle between fellow disciples will inevitably become a legendary story of the generation.

However, the one I’m fighting against is my junior sister, which is tricky...

"I surrender!"

Gongsun Xiaotao admitted defeat without regret: "I have fought with my brother many times, and I can't beat him."

The final battle between fellow disciples is just a matter of will. If you want to admit defeat, then admit defeat. Anyway, the first place is always yours.

Was it an illusion? All the sword sects felt that they were disgusted again and showed off.

"Wonderful," Lord Li tried hard to hide his joy, stood up and looked at the boy and girl.

He has always had a favorable impression of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and their deeds had long reached his ears.

Although they extorted money, they inadvertently helped the court implement the new imperial examination policy, making it impossible for local sects to disobey the policy.

The only regret is that he cannot personally allocate funds to support them and help them improve their strength, otherwise it would be considered as a break with the sect.

Unexpectedly, they grew up and gave me such amazing surprises.

"Has your master arrived?"

"Here I am," Pei Min said, looking down at the stage. He was slightly startled and scratched his head, "Hey... where's the master?"

Jiang Ke'er hid herself because with Lord Li's intelligence, he might have guessed the true identity of their master.

However, he didn't point it out yet.

The many sword-cultivating sects present should also have some guesses.

Unconsciously, secret orders were sent out one after another, and undercurrents began to surge towards Jiangdu City.

Only Pei Min and Xiao Tao were completely unaware.

"We will have to prepare for the next Dao Discussion Contest for another half an hour," Lord Li looked at the young man and girl kindly, "Pei Min, you have a leg injury that needs treatment, why don't you just stay here and have it fixed, and stay here with your sister, and talk to me about your master..."

Lord Li glanced at the audience below the stage. He could already sense the agitation among the monks below the stage.

The monks in Shenzhou had already gone crazy. They were so sensitive that they thought it was Jiang Ke'er at the slightest sign of trouble.

Before they showed their strength, Pei Min and Xiao Tao were not taken seriously by them. But now, with new hatred and old grudges, plus suspicion of their master's identity... If they walked into the crowd at this time, they would probably be in danger.

"But..." Pei Min glanced anxiously at the audience below. He was afraid that his bastard master would run away and deny his debt.

Lord Li's face was stern: "No buts, just obey the order and wait here... The imperial physician will come and fix his leg."

The emperor's order could not be disobeyed, so Pei Min and Xiao Tao had no choice but to stay with Lord Li, resting and waiting for the discussion competition to begin.

Xiao Tao was observant and noticed that Lord Li's eyes were always glancing towards the center of the field - the giant tower of the Sitianyi.

The light from the giant tower was flowing faintly, reflecting a dangerous cold light in the silence.

*********

"How did you know Jiang Ke'er would appear here?"

"You don't need to understand."

In the crowd, two men in gray robes covered their faces and hid behind the crowd, making them inconspicuous.

Lin Gang felt the air was a little stuffy, and his hand holding the dagger was shaking.

He didn't know whether Jiang Ke'er had received the letter, but at this point, he had no choice.

"As soon as Jiang Ke'er appears, you go up to her and say hello," Xu Chen said, "Stab her heart. Remember, stab her heart."

Lin Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then used a cloth to wipe the sweat off the dagger and the palms of his hands: "Got it."

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Half an hour flies by.

Discuss the war of doctrine.