Why do you always want to be my Taoist partner?

"..." Of course Jiang Li couldn't refute her.

"Boring, I'll come find you when you're back to the top." Feng Xiyu's thin whip was wrapped around her slender arm again. Jiang Li hesitated for a long time, watching her gradually leaving back, but suddenly called her, "Feng Xiyu..."

Feng Xiyu turned around and looked at him calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Um... could you please practice sword with me a few more times in the future?" You have to be thick-skinned when you need to be.

"What? Su Yeli can't satisfy you anymore?" Feng Xiyu's eyes showed a hint of amusement. Su Yeli on the side had a calm expression and was not moved by these few words.

"Master has her own swordsmanship. After all, she didn't have a deep understanding of my sword moves. But you seem to understand my sword moves very well..."

The people who understand you best in this world, besides your friends, are your enemies. Jiang Li had fought with her on swordsmanship thousands of times in the past, big and small, so Feng Xiyu knew his sword skills so well.

"I refuse." Feng Xiyu said calmly, "You are so weak. It's so boring to discuss swordplay with you now."

"I used to think so too." Jiang Li suddenly spoke. Feng Xiyu was startled and her body suddenly stiffened for a moment. Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Li in front of her, "Do you remember?"

"Yes, now I remember. I thought the same thing every time you challenged me to a duel. You were so weak, and it was boring to duel with you. But seeing how stubborn you were, I couldn't bear it and finally had a duel with you. What a pity! It's not easy for you to have a chance to beat me, so I was afraid that I would remember my past sword skills, and then you would be shrouded in my shadow again. I understand. Forget it. Go away."

After saying this, Jiang Li hid behind Su Yeli.

There was already a flame burning around Feng Xiyu. Her eyebrows jumped and she bit her lips lightly, staring at Jiang Li in front of her, "If you have the guts... don't hide behind her."

"Hehe, you are just bullying me because of my low cultivation level. I hope you will still dare to say that when my cultivation level recovers."

After learning about his past life's memories and knowing clearly that he had never owed any emotional debts, Jiang Xiaoli felt much more relaxed.

So what if you have the power of a Divine Lord? I have a baby named Yeli.

Chapter 462: Chapter Then, should I leave?

Obviously, not all women who are a thousand years old are good at cultivating their qi.

Feng Xiyu was obviously a little crazy now. Her hair seemed to be on fire and the scorching temperature almost filled the entire courtyard. But Su Yeli just raised his hand and soon the courtyard returned to coolness.

Feng Xiyu’s cultivation level is not low, he is at the fourth level of Divine Lord.

But Su Yeli is at the sixth level of Divine Lord.

Feng Xiyu gnashed her teeth, looking at Jiang Li hiding behind Su Yeli, and laughed in anger, "You were no match for me a thousand years ago. Do you still think you can defeat me like you did in the past?"

"What? Are you so proud that you practiced for a thousand years longer than me before you caught up with me?" Jiang Li has never lost to anyone in an argument!

Feng Xiyu was so angry that she jumped up and down.

"Bet or not, within a year, I will defeat you fairly with my own hands." Jiang Li jumped out from behind Su Yeli again and looked at Feng Xiyu in front of him. Feng Xiyu sneered. With his current spiritual cultivation level of the eighth level, these words were nothing but a fool's dream.

"Don't say one year, I'll give you ten years."

"It'll only be one year. Just decide whether you want to make the bet or not. But you have to practice swordplay with me for a few times. Practice swordplay seriously. Don't think about personal vengeance... I will definitely beat you in a year. If I can't... you tell me the conditions."

Feng Xiyu crossed her arms and said, "If you can't do it, call all your women over and make them kneel on the ground and lick my feet in front of all of them."

"…Do you have to be so cruel?"

"Weren't you very proud just now?"

"I took it." Jiang Li glanced at her sideways, "What if you lose?"

Feng Xiyu sneered, "You can do whatever you want."

"Okay, then if you lose... I'll tie you up and give you three lashes." Jiang Li made a reasonable suggestion. Feng Xiyu looked at him sinisterly and nodded, "It's a deal."

This inexplicable bet made Su Yeli frown slightly. She reached out and rubbed Jiang Li's head, "She is at the fourth level of the Divine Lord."

"I know." Jiang Li smiled mysteriously.

But he still felt a slight pain in his body at the moment, which was caused by Feng Xiyu's sword just now. Today's spiritual energy has been exhausted. The two of them agreed to continue practicing sword at this time tomorrow. After Feng Xiyu agreed, he snorted coldly and left.

Su Yeli's eyes were still a little worried, "How are you going to return to being the Lord of God within a year?"

"There is a way." Jiang Li blinked at Su Yeli, "I am a Chaos Body."

Su Yeli was stunned at first, then seemed to suddenly think of something. Her cheeks suddenly became a little red, and she stammered as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Jiang Li looked at her in confusion. After a while, Su Yeli stammered, "Even if two Chaos Bodies practiced dual cultivation... for a year, even if, even if you practiced dual cultivation once a day, you still can't get your cultivation back to that of a Divine Lord..."

... Of course Jiang Li didn't mean that. He had 200 Ultimate Experience Scrolls on him. But seeing Su Yeli's blushing face, he became playful and leaned close to Su Yeli's ear and whispered, "Is it okay to practice dual cultivation three times a day?"

Su Yeli's cheeks became hotter and hotter, "Of course, that's not possible..."

"What about five times?"

Su Yeli was about to cry.

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding. There's no need for dual cultivation. I have a way too." Jiang Li pinched Su Yeli's earlobe.

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The next day.

In today's Three Realms Competition, Jiang Li still had no defeats. As long as he didn't meet Jun Wenning, no one else could defeat him with just one sword.

He met Feng Xiyu on time in the afternoon. Feng Xiyu was holding a sword, and without a word, he suppressed his cultivation and started to fight with him with swords. Compared with yesterday's horrible fight, Jiang Li was able to defend himself a little better today, although he was still sore all over from being stabbed by the sword in the end.

"So weak." Feng Xiyu said lightly.

"Hehe, you have fought with me for more than 1,500 times before, and I have never mocked you once, you ungrateful woman."

Just as Feng Xiyu was about to explode, Jiang Li jumped behind Su Yeli again.

Feng Xiyu looked at him deeply and said, "I hope you can be as lively as you are now in a year."

"I'll use your whip in a year, right?" Jiang Li hit back without any hesitation.

Feng Xiyu was so angry that she left the courtyard. Su Yeli stood aside, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh. She stretched out her hand, touched Jiang Li's chest lightly with her fingertips, and used the chaotic spiritual energy to heal his injuries.

In fact, Feng Xiyu did not use much force, otherwise the magic sword could have directly pierced through his spiritual shield and made countless holes in his body.

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The Three Realms Competition, day three.

Today Jiang Li faced Bai Sheng. There was only one small realm difference between his and Bai Sheng's cultivation. Jiang Li and Bai Sheng debated with each other for a long time. This debate was more like playing house. Even if Bai Sheng's [Chasing Light] was fast at this moment, it was difficult to really touch Jiang Li at all. Jiang Li just treated it as a debate with her. After a long time, Bai Sheng admitted defeat and Jiang Li won.

Jiang Li did not encounter Jun Wen Ning in the remaining two games. So far, only he and Jun Wen Ning had no defeats.

In the evening, he continued to practice sword skills with Feng Xiyu. Today was another day in which he was severely humiliated by Feng Xiyu in swordsmanship. However, compared with the previous two times, this time was much better. After all, Feng Xiyu was using his sword moves from the past. After that sense of familiarity gradually came up, combined with his past memories, those lost things were returning to his hands little by little.

Overnight, Jiang Li's cultivation level broke through the eighth level of the soul and reached the ninth level.

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The Three Regions Competition, the fourth day.

Jiang Li has become an opponent that no one wants to meet. Many people hope that Jiang Li will draw Jun Wen Ning to dampen his enthusiasm, but unfortunately, Jiang Li did not draw Jun Wen Ning today.

At night, Jiang Xiaoli sneaked into Bai Sheng's room again.

He didn't come to Bai Sheng's room last night. He slept with Youlan last night. He quietly opened the door tonight, but as soon as the door opened, he heard the conversation of two girls on the bed.

"So Sister Wen Ning's body will continue to grow..."

"I think so. I feel like I've grown a little taller recently..."

"Hey, is this also..."

Jun Wenning's warning came, and Jiang Li, who had just sneaked in, suddenly didn't dare to turn on the light. He hesitated for a moment and coughed lightly. In an instant, two girls exclaimed, "Who?"

"it's me……"

"I thought Senior Brother Jiang Li wouldn't come over tonight." Bai Sheng said faintly, "I'm sleeping with Sister Wen Ning tonight."

"Then, I'll leave then?"

Jiang Li scratched his head for a long while, and Bai Sheng whispered, "Unless... Sister Wen Ning doesn't mind..."

After a few seconds, Jun Wen Ning replied softly, "I...it's okay."

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Jiang Li lay on the bed and began to think about life.

The ceiling in his sight was pitch black. His arms were tightly held by Bai Sheng, and he felt the soft touch of her chest pressing against his arms. Next to him was Jun Wen Ning, who seemed to have closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

At this moment, I have this warm and soft beauty in my arms, but... it seems like I can't do anything.

"Don't think about sad things." Bai Sheng leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Li lowered his voice and asked, "Wen Ning fell asleep?"

"That's not possible either." Bai Sheng raised her legs to restrain him tightly, and leaned close to his ear, "Tomorrow at noon... we'll quietly go back to the room."

Jiang Li's eyes were dim.

Chapter 463: Chapter Seems to Have Really Fell Asleep

The next day, noon.

Taking advantage of the lunch break of the Three Realms Competition, Jiang Li quietly captured Bai Sheng and brought him back to the room, bullying him until he stuck out his tongue.

After a rest, Bai Sheng pounded his chest with her little fist for a long time, took off her dirty white socks, and changed into an exquisite and gorgeous dress. She had to continue the competition in the afternoon.

Today is the last day of the Three Realms Competition.

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According to the points system, Jiang Li finally faced off against Jun Wen Ning.

At this time, Jiang Li suddenly realized that today was already the championship battle. Whoever won would be the first in this three-region competition. Everyone was looking forward to this battle, but Jun Wen Ning didn't even draw his sword. He said lightly, "I admit defeat."

Jiang Xiaoli blushed, "No, no, no, it's okay, it's good to talk about swords."

"Oh."

Jun Wenning took out the spirit sword and looked at Jiang Li seriously. Jiang Li coughed and said, "Don't let me down, really don't let me down, go all out, I'm very strong."

"Yeah." Jun Wen Ning nodded slightly.

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As the spirit of the Burning Snow Sword, Jun Wen Ning possesses the memories of countless past Burning Snow Sword masters. All the sword moves they had ever used were integrated into her hands. When she swung the sword, it seemed as if ripples appeared throughout the entire space.

Compared to the previous battle in the Ancestral Secret Realm, Jiang Li's cultivation has now reached the ninth level of the soul, and his sword skills have also improved a lot. Although he still has not fully mastered the fourth sword, he is already much stronger than before.

This battle exactly met everyone's expectations. The dazzling sword light, the shocking sword momentum, the fleeting shadows, it was impossible to tell who was better for a moment. Jiang Li, who was at the ninth level of the soul, seemed to be evenly matched with Jun Wen Ning, who was at the seventh level of the spirit.

But gradually Jiang Li's spiritual energy and soul began to weaken, but he did not admit defeat. He just swung his sword calmly. Jun Wen Ning was very obedient. He did not hold back as he was told and he used all his strength in every strike of the sword. The fight between the two lasted for half an hour and there was still no winner.

"Be careful." Jiang Li said suddenly.

Jun Wen Ning nodded slightly, temporarily stopped his actions, and concentrated his sword energy to defend with all his strength. Jiang Li on the stage had clear eyes, but at this moment, one of his eyes suddenly opened again on his forehead.

Peep into life.

He used his glimpse into fate to find out the cause and effect of the past and the true meaning of Jian Si.

The familiar perception fed back to his soul, he clenched the spirit sword in his hand, poured all his remaining strength into this sword, and Jun Wen Ning defended with all his strength.

The sword comes out.

Jun Wen Ning used all her strength to block the sword, but the power of the sword was not completely eliminated. When the sword was about to fall on her, the sword suddenly disappeared. Jun Wen Ning's body was forced back by the sword force and was about to fall off the stage. Then Jiang Li grabbed her arm, pulled her gently, and pulled her into his arms.

"I won." Jiang Li looked down at her.

Jun Wen Ning was curled up in his arms at this moment, her body trembling slightly like a frightened deer. Jiang Li thought he had scared her and wanted to say something sorry, but Jun Wen Ning in his arms suddenly stood on tiptoe.

not good.

Jiang Li suddenly recalled that there was a plot like this in his play script. The hero and heroine had a sword fight. After the heroine lost, she was hugged by the hero, and then she stood on tiptoes... and kissed him on the lips.

Then, while the hero was responding, the heroine bit off his tongue.

Of course, Jiang Li believed that Jun Wenning would not bite his tongue, and it seemed that Jun Wenning was still a little bit courageous. Her pink lips fell on the side of his face, and her fingertips gently grasped Jiang Li's collar, whispering, "Sister Bai Sheng... said... she won't be angry..."