I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

During actual combat, those tiny cracks will inject ice-attributed sword energy into the enemy's body, causing terrible damage to the human meridians, internal organs, flesh, blood, and bones.

"The sword energy from his sword has penetrated into the bell, and there are many small cracks inside the bell." Zhao Kangping explained to Luo Xueqing.

Luo Xueqing did not use her spiritual sense to sense, but after hearing his reminder, she realized that this sword was extraordinary.

They were still observing the situation on the field quite seriously. After watching for a while, Zhao Mengyao felt that it was boring, so she shifted her gaze to her master.

She approached him calmly.

At the same time, she looked around, observing other people to see if they had noticed her actions.

No one looked at her, but she made an unexpected discovery: the woman named Sun Qingqing was holding Pavilion Master Sun's hand.

As if holding hands wasn't enough, she actually put her arm around him. She could see that the girl's breasts were also flattened by the arm being clamped, and such an intimate gesture was a bit unusual.

She herself had done this with her master, but she knew it was because she loved her master.

But this pair seems to be father and daughter.

Zhao Mengyao didn't know about Sun Hezhou's family affairs, and Zhao Kangping didn't tell anyone.

So when Zhao Mengyao saw this scene, she thought of a word.

Oedipus complex.

In fact, she herself also has a bit of an Oedipus complex. Her master is like a teacher and a father to her, but she just loves her master deeply and even has a relationship with him that goes beyond that of a master and a disciple.

Zhao Mengyao followed suit and hugged one of Zhao Kangping's arms in a similar posture.

Not long after, Sun Qingqing looked around at everyone as if she was guilty, and accidentally met Zhao Mengyao's eyes.

She saw that Zhao Mengyao was hugging the man beside her just like her. She knew in advance that Zhao Mengyao was Zhao Kangping's apprentice.

At that moment, they confirmed through eye contact that they were of the same kind.

Then they looked away at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.

Han Che's seventh sword has fallen, and the damage caused by this sword is even greater, even affecting the surrounding trees.

Many trees were covered with a layer of crystal frost, and then their roots were broken and shattered into powder under the sweeping sword wind.

But the big bell only flew out more than thirty feet and rolled on the ground for more than fifty feet.

The large area in front of Han Che had turned into white frozen soil, but this time there was not even the tiny cracks inside the bell.

The problem is that the killing range has increased significantly and the damage has been evenly distributed.

With such a large range, it is difficult for the enemy to dodge, and once hit, they will inevitably suffer serious damage.

But this time, the competition was to use each other's strongest moves to see how much damage they could cause on the bell.

"Tsk!" Han Che also observed the big bell that was almost undamaged. He was not convinced in his heart and thought that this competition method could not compare the strength of the three young swordsmen.

But since his master had given the order, he had no choice but to do as he was told.

"When my Seven Frost Swords are used against cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, few can withstand the fifth strike. Those who can withstand the sixth strike generally suffer severe internal injuries. It's just that the defense of Master's magic weapon is too strong. The human body's defense is definitely not that strong."

Han Che was speaking the truth. He was not a person who liked to brag, but to the seniors present, this sounded like an excuse.

"Okay, you've done a great job. I know you haven't slacked off." Sun Hezhou knew how outstanding and hardworking his first disciple was.

He naturally understood that Han Che actually wanted to have a real fight with the other two, but he had urgent matters and was unwilling to stay in Chuanliu City any longer.

If he had not discovered that his wife and the elders of the sect were cheating on him, he would probably allow his apprentice to spend more time competing seriously, and even stay in Chuanliu City with his entourage for another ten days or half a month.

But he couldn't stand it. The elders in the sect had done such a thing and were still alive. He had to go back and ask for an explanation, or even make them pay a price.

After hearing what Sun Hezhou said, Han Che said nothing more. He put away his sword and retreated to the sidelines.

Although he said so much, Han Che's sword movements were actually very fast. He deliberately slowed down the speed to make it easier for the audience to observe. Even so, he still completed seven swords in five breaths.

Sun Hezhou flipped his hand, and the bell that had fallen far away flew up from the ground, shaking a few times to shake off the dirt on it. It flew back to its original position. When it flew closer, everyone could see that there was no trace of any damage on the bell, as if it had never been attacked.

"Who's next?" Qi Honglian glanced at Zheng Luqing and Luo Xueqing.

"You go ahead." Luo Xueqing said modestly.

Zheng Luqing did not refuse. She took a big step forward, flew up lightly, and landed in front of the big clock after a few spins.

Although Fairy Zheng and Han Che are both sword practitioners, their styles are completely different.

This wasn't surprising, as the sword was the most widely practiced art in the world of immortal cultivation. Almost 80% of cultivators in the world had used a sword, and the majority of those who did were pure sword cultivators.

Many magic practitioners who do not fight with swords will also be equipped with a magic sword. Some monks, although they do not know swordsmanship at all, will carry a sword with them to confuse the enemy.

But apart from these few people, those monks who use swords seriously will have different ways of using swords due to the different sword moves they have learned, the different shapes of the swords, the different spiritual roots or physical conditions, and the different sects.

Even if brothers or sisters are from the same sect and are both sword practitioners, their fighting styles and attack habits will be different.

Zheng Luqing used a regular-sized longsword, but she did not fight with the sword in her hand.

She first waved the sword in the air a few times, and suddenly the sword in her hand flew out. Under the influence of her spiritual power, the sword flew towards the big bell.

Then, in full view of everyone, the sword split into eight swords, flew a short distance, and the eight swords became sixty-four, and then five hundred and twelve.

The flying swords hit the big bell, making a tinkling sound.

Sparks fly from time to time.

"She didn't seem to be using her full strength. I saw her take action the last time I participated in the demon-slaying operation. She once faced three Nascent Soul demon cultivators at the same time, but she dealt with all three of them with one move." Luo Xueqing said after watching Zheng Luqing's performance.

Zhao Kangping transmitted a message: "I don't think she takes this kind of competition seriously."

Zheng Luqing controlled those dazzling flying swords and launched a precise attack on the big bell. Under her control, her flying swords did not fall anywhere else, but all hit the big bell.

This kind of control is not something that ordinary people can achieve. For example, when Han Che attacked, a large amount of spiritual power was not used to attack the target. It seemed that the damage range was large, but it was actually a waste of spiritual power.

If there were a large number of enemies, using up his spiritual energy like this wouldn't be a big problem. However, if there was only one enemy, if he couldn't defeat them quickly, he would easily run out of spiritual energy prematurely. This would put him at a disadvantage in subsequent battles.

In contrast, Zheng Luqing did not waste any spiritual power during the battle, and used it all where it was needed.

Although her move involved a large number of flying swords, the whole process was very fast.

After about ten breaths, the swords flew back and then merged into one sword.

Everyone looked at the bell again. Its surface was riddled with holes and pits, not a single spot intact. It was almost entirely covered in crisscrossing scars. If that wasn't a bell, but a person, they would probably be crippled if not dead.

"I'm fine." Zheng Luqing retracted his sword, took a big step forward, and returned to Qi Honglian in a few leaps.

After reading it, Han Che clenched his fists and said, "I lost."

He also knew that he wasn't as precise in controlling his spiritual power as Fairy Zheng. And judging solely by damage, perhaps he wasn't as good as her. Simply having a larger damage range didn't guarantee victory.

Luo Xueqing felt a bit stressed. Her current realm was already much higher than the other two, but after reaching the late Nascent Soul stage, she had not yet had any actual combat experience and did not know the extent of her combat power.

But she was still very confident. In their previous moves, both of them only had a hint of sword intent in their moves.

But now she has mastered the sword power, which is a realm above the sword intent.

"Don't worry, you can win." Zhao Kangping patted her shoulder.

Luo Xueqing nodded at him.

She looked at the seniors present and forced herself to suppress her excitement.

Among these seniors, only Sun Hezhou is a sword practitioner, but there has been no rumor that he possesses sword power.

Stable.

The sword force can not only greatly increase the power of sword moves, but also mobilize the power of heaven and earth, causing huge momentum.

Luo Xueqing raised the Feixue Sword high and unleashed her unstoppable sword power.

The next moment, the wind became stronger, and the hair and clothes of the people around were swaying in the wind.

The wind blows up fallen leaves, ice and snow, and soil and rocks.

The airflow became more and more turbulent until it formed a powerful force.

The sword that was raised high fell, but it was not only the sword that fell.

Almost everyone felt the increase in air pressure in the area, and there was also a vague feeling of suffocation and palpitations.

"This is..." Sun Hezhou is a well-known swordsman with a very sharp vision.

He could see that the sword power of this little girl was not just ordinary sword power, but a more mysterious realm.

In the blink of an eye, the flying fallen leaves, ice, snow, and rocks gathered together to form the shape of a sword. It formed suddenly and fell just as suddenly.

"Wait..." Sun Hezhou had a bad feeling, but it was too late when he shouted this.

A dazzling white light emanated from the Feixue Sword, and soon the white light filled the sword shape formed by the dust and debris, forming a huge lightsaber.

The lightsaber plowed across the ground, and everything it encountered shattered the moment it came into contact with the sword light.

The bell simply blocked the path of the sword light, not really an obstacle. In full view of the crowd, the sword light sliced ​​through the bell.

There was a series of trembling sounds of metal being cut, and the bell was cut in half, and the escaping sword energy further tore the bell body apart.

The sword light was so big and white that it was impossible to see the situation of the clock with the naked eye.

When the sword light subsided, they saw a long sword mark that stretched to the end of their vision. This sword mark was not only long, but also about ten feet wide.

Almost everyone present opened their mouths wide.

Qi Honglian was the first to come to her senses. She was deeply moved and said, "The young are truly formidable."

The most surprised person was Sun Hezhou, who landed at the spot where the bell once stood. The bell could still be seen there, but it had been scattered everywhere, broken into countless pieces.

He had hired a renowned refiner to craft this magical weapon, which had cost him a considerable amount of resources, and yet it was ruined just like that. To say he wasn't heartbroken would be a lie.

This competition seems to have come to an end.

The other two people only caused damage to the clock, but Luo Xueqing directly destroyed the clock.

Zhao Kangping also walked to Sun Hezhou's side and saw the fragments scattered everywhere.

Can this be fixed?

I guess it’s not possible.

This won’t require a huge loss of spirit stones, right?

No, I'm afraid it's not a problem of spirit stones. Some materials cannot be bought with spirit stones.

"Brother Sun, this, this..." Zhao Kangping looked unhappy.

Sun Hezhou took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and frowned. After a while, he sighed and said, "Never mind, it's just a magic weapon."

"But your disciple has mastered the sword skills, right?"

He didn't mention compensation. Is there any room for turning back?

Zhao Kangping stroked his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Yes, she only realized the sword power not long ago."

Sun Hezhou glanced at Luo Xueqing, then at Han Che, and then he said: "Genius, the last person I saw who comprehended the sword force was a senior who had reached the Lianxu stage."

"To be able to master sword skills at the Nascent Soul stage is definitely a genius that is one in a million."

Such a genius cannot be offended, only made friends with.

It would be bad if he claimed compensation for the destruction of the magic weapon.

"What about this clock?" Zhao Kangping asked tentatively.

If Sun Hezhou asked him to pay compensation, he could only grit his teeth.

Sun Hezhou waved his hand and said, "No need to compensate. This has broadened my horizons. Your disciple will surely be a prominent figure in the future. Her achievements will undoubtedly surpass ours."

"You are so lucky to have such a promising apprentice. Even I, Sun, am a little jealous."

Brother Sun is very generous.

It seems that Mr. Zhao had underestimated this friend before. He is indeed extraordinary.

Chapter 363: Love between a Man and a Concubine, and a Weeping Girl

"When did you master the sword skills?" Zheng Luqing asked puzzledly.

In the past, her cultivation level could surpass Luo Xueqing's, but now when she observed again, she found that Luo Xueqing's cultivation level had surpassed hers.

In addition, Luo Xueqing has mastered the sword skills, so she might not be Luo Xueqing's opponent in the future.

This inevitably made her feel a sense of melancholy.

Luo Xueqing was not familiar with Zheng Luqing. Even though she was Senior Nangong's niece, their relationship was not particularly deep.