Login with GoogleChapter 112: Counterattack!
Fang Lingqing stared in astonishment at Qiao Wan's retreating figure.
Even if you get stuck with randomly assigned teammates, you still have to hold back your complaints.
Qiao Wan was born in the Fang family in Qingwu State. When she was young, she went to Chongde Ancient Garden to study. Fang Lingqing had to hold back his anger and couldn't swear elegantly. He could only accept his fate and follow Qiao Wan's footsteps.
What else could he do?! Just let this idiotic teammate die?!
He has been stuck with teammates who lack intelligence for many years, but they never abandon each other.
They traveled through the dense jungle. Fang Lingqing lowered his voice and said, "Are you really going there without any preparation? Isn't that a death sentence?!"
Qiao Wan replied, "We've arrived."
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and they both fell to the ground.
Fang Lingqing asked, "...What's wrong with you?"
The next second, a terrifying sword light flashed by!
Bang!
Fang Lingqing quickly assumed a tiger-like posture and followed Qiao Wan, lying on the ground.
Through the gaps in the bushes, they could vaguely see what was happening ahead.
Swords of different colors flew around, mixed with other energies and the wind from blades. All the trees in this area were almost completely destroyed, cut into pieces.
Among them, the most noticeable sword was grand and powerful.
This was Xie Xingzhi's iron sword.
The current situation was very clear. After Xie Xingzhi unleashed his violent attack, other cultivators hurried over, hoping to get a share of the spoils.
No one was foolish. Many people saw this opportunity and wanted to take advantage of the chaos.
The more chaotic the battle, the easier it would be for them to sneakily steal heads.
In the dense forest, the mist was thick, making it difficult to see who was who.
Qiao Wan looked around and saw towering trees all around.
In conclusion, this terrain and weather conditions were perfect for quickly stealing heads and slipping away!
With determination, Qiao Wan tightly gripped her sword and cautiously moved forward.
At this moment, the benefits of her physical training became apparent!
In a situation where everyone's skills were reset, this person's muscles were strong and durable! They didn't even fear the random sword coming from who knows where!
Swept by the chaotic gusts of wind in the battle, a young scholar cultivator threw themselves to the ground, their heart suddenly racing and cold sweat following suit.
It seemed that this kind of intense battle was not suitable for them, the scholar cultivators.
Luckily, luckily, they managed to dodge in time. Otherwise, they would have become a soul under Xie Xingzhi's sword.
However, this feeling of relief from surviving the crisis only lasted for a moment.
The next moment.
The sword light swept like a dragonfly touching the water.
One strike, instantly killed!
"Lu Cixian successfully eliminated XXX!"
The young scholar cultivator widened their eyes in disbelief, staring blankly ahead, only seeing a glimpse of spotless white robe and a hint of black hair that disappeared in the thick mist!
He...he died?! Who is this person?! Who did it?!
This illusion was incredibly realistic, even leaving blood stains after killing someone.
Qiao Wan trembled off the blood drops on the sword, then quickly hid behind a tree.
As soon as she held the person's head, a warm sensation arose in her lower abdomen.
She looked down at the jade pendant and saw it was worth 2 points.
Anyone who could enter Chongde Ancient Garden to study was definitely not stupid. Fang Lingqing stared blankly at the scene in front of him, but quickly reacted and followed suit. With the cover of dense fog, they waited for the right moment to take action.
The young man quickly caught on and walked alongside Qiao Wan in the battlefield, striking anyone who couldn't keep up with a swift blow!
Soon, the cultivators in the midst of the chaos noticed something was wrong. Besides Xie Xingzhi, who was on a killing spree, there was a mysterious evil force lurking in the fog, hiding behind the trees.
Whenever someone was on the verge of collapsing, they swiftly and ruthlessly stole their head.
Damn it!
Every time they were about to obtain the "spiritual power," a flash of sword or a burst of righteousness would interrupt and successfully steal the prize, causing everyone present to curse in outrage!
Unfortunately, these two people keep changing positions like playing a game of tag. After getting a hold of a person's head, they quickly run away like rabbits, making it impossible to catch them. They are so sneaky, it's infuriating!
"Hmm?"
Just as Sword Intent was about to land, a clean and precise sword light took the lead and snatched away a person's head.
Poor young cultivator, even in "death", they didn't understand who they died at the hands of.
The obtained head was unexpectedly intercepted by Xie Xingzhi, who furrowed his brow and nonchalantly swung his sword, ready to kill the next trembling soul.
Xie Xingzhi unleashed a massacre, while a group of cultivators carefully followed behind Lone Sword, hoping to have a taste of the meat soup.
【Lu Cixian killed XX】
【Lu Cixian killed XX】
【Fang Lingqing killed XX】
【Fang Lingqing killed XX】
With every shout of a kill and the rise of spiritual energy in their dantian, Fang Lingqing, who initially scorned this sneaky fighting style, now enjoyed the thrill of sneaking around the edges of the battlefield to steal heads.
Exciting! Thrilling!
Just as the killing was reaching its peak, Qiao Wan suddenly sheathed her sword and said, "Let's go."
Fang Lingqing was surprised and reluctant, "We're leaving just like that?"
Qiao Wan glanced ahead at the battlefield.
Fang Lingqing took a quick look and quickly understood.
At this point, they were almost in the final stage of clearing the field. With fewer people, the situation was becoming more unfavorable for them. If they didn't leave now, they wouldn't be able to escape.
As much as he didn't want to leave, Fang Lingqing knew it was better to leave while they still could. He followed Qiao Wan silently, using the thick fog to conceal their presence.
After leaving the battlefield, Qiao Wan asked, "How many?"
Frowning, Fang Lingqing replied, "Around seven or eight. What about you?"
Qiao Wan smiled, "A round ten."
What a great harvest!
The two of them happily high-fived.
When they realized how many heads they had collected from Xie Xingzhi, they were overjoyed.
After the excitement subsided, another dangerous truth about Xie Xingzhi revealed itself to Qiao Wan .
Qiao Wan's face looked very serious.
Just by scavenging, the two of them have gotten so much. If this continues, Xie Xingzhi must have reached a terrifying level of development.
In this illusion, people can only leave, nobody can replenish. One less person means one less cultivation and spiritual power. As it gets later, everyone's cultivation will be mostly fixed and the number of people will be mostly settled. It won't be easy to turn the situation around later!
So, they must seize the opportunity in the early stages and develop quickly!
Fang Lingqing, who is still reminiscing about the thrill of stealing kills, rarely sought Qiao Wan's opinion: "What's next?"
Although he looked down on Qiao Wan's methods and didn't want to admit it, he couldn't help but admit that wandering on the edge of the battlefield and stealing kills can really become addicting!
Qiao Wan: "First, let's find out the general situation here."
Fang Lingqing looked suspicious: "Lu Cixian, why do I feel like you're so skilled?"
Because she used to be addicted to online games, she definitely couldn't say that.
Qiao Wan gently said, "Before, I was a wanderer."
Fang Lingqing had heard about the difficulties of being a wanderer, and knowing that Qiao Wan had taken care of him along the way, he awkwardly volunteered, "Alright, you rest here, I'll go ahead and check the situation."
"Don't go too far," Qiao Wan said, halfway through, she threatened with a hint of superiority, "If you go too far, I won't take care of you anymore."
As Fang Lingqing left, Qiao Wan put down her sword, sat down cross-legged, and expanded her spiritual awareness as a precaution, then she began to focus and absorb the spiritual energy in her dantian.
This imaginary realm must have been built upon a real secret realm or spiritual vein, with abundant spiritual energy, perfect for cultivation.
If only her meridians were a bit wider.
Qiao Wan thought regretfully.
Although she was no longer leaking energy, the loss of spiritual power over the years was almost incomparable to others. If her meridians were a bit wider and able to contain more spiritual power, it would definitely be much better than it is now.
Qiao Wan silently made a plan.
The first stage of skin refinement is done. When will she continue with muscle refinement?
While staying focused and vigilant, Qiao Wan guided the spiritual energy to circulate and strengthen her body. Just as she was on her second circulation, something unexpected happened. The waves of her consciousness suddenly became active.
Like ripples on water, her consciousness spread out and entered Qiao Wan's mind.
There were two individuals.
Two people stepped into her consciousness, but they were not Fang Lingqing.
In an instant, Qiao Wan looked up at the newcomers.
The two disciples from Taixuan Temple were caught off guard when they unexpectedly ran into Qiao Wan. They were stunned for a moment.
After a second of hesitation.
Great heavens! Did they just see correctly?!
A perfect score!
The expressions on the faces of the two Taixuan Temple disciples changed from astonishment to excitement, their eyes fixed on Qiao Wan with almost fanaticism.
This is a perfect score!
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! There's someone with a perfect score!"
A perfect score! Alone! Capture them quickly!
One young cultivator immediately excitedly called to his companion.
Then, two Confucian cultivators emerged from the dense forest.
The two later cultivators were stunned when they looked at Qiao Wan, not because of the perfect score, but because they recognized the young man in front of them!
"Lu Cixian?"
Qiao Wan was also shocked: Sun Tao College!
The sleeves of those two Confucian cultivators were embroidered with a shiny golden character "善" (meaning "good").
Seeing enemies, they became jealous.
The faces of the two Sun Tao College disciples changed: they could recognize Lu Cixian even if he turned into ashes! He was the one who caused losses to their college before!
Seeing Qiao Wan covered in bloodstains, with weak spiritual power, one of the tall Confucian cultivators wielding a purple giant blade felt delighted.
He was injured and seemed to be injured quite badly. Everyone knew about the fight between Lu Cixian and Fang Lingqing before, and it was clear that he had not recovered from that battle.
It was like handing them a perfect opportunity on a silver platter.
Qiao Wan gripped the sword tightly and took a step back in silence. The young man was covered in blood and looked quite miserable, but the situation between the enemy and them was unclear. The group of four clearly had some concerns, so no one dared to approach for a while. The tall one glanced around and the one holding a hammer immediately went to investigate the surroundings.
"No one."
The four people breathed a sigh of relief.
With no one around, they could make their move!
"What's the matter, just you?" The tall disciple of the good Dao sneered and weighed the big knife in his hand.
Let's kill him right here! It's worth 10 points!!
After confirming that there were no traps or tricks, in just a split second, the tiger-headed machete, accompanied by a purple qi, came down!
Four of them.
Given that everyone's cultivation was similar, she definitely couldn't fight them alone.
Fang Lingqing had not been gone for long, so he should have returned by now. Qiao Wan let out a breath, stretched her muscles, and had a calm expression in her eyes.
Now we'll see if we can hold on for these four, waiting for Fang Lingqing to come back.
As the big knife fell, Qiao Wan quickly tilted her body back, narrowly avoiding it. At the same time, another silver ringed knife came swooping towards her ankle!
"This is..."
The images on the Souvenir Stone on Lotus Seat Peak are random.
Just then, the Souvenir Stone on Lotus Seat Peak happened to capture this area.
Upon seeing the image on the Souvenir Stone, everyone from Buping College was taken aback!
What the hell, the one surrounded by four people is the head of the mountain!!
Fighting against four people is nothing special. At the end of the illusion, everyone would essentially come together. Initially, the Souvenir Image in this area didn't catch anyone's eye.
As two large knives came down from above and below, Qiao Wan swiftly bent her body, stepping on the silver ringed knife with one foot, freeing the other foot.
She kicked the tall Confucian cultivator in the chin!
At this moment, people's gazes finally started to turn towards them. Seeing this scene, they cheered enthusiastically.
"Great!"
The story hasn't finished yet.
Just as the knife formation was penetrated, a disciple from Taixuan Temple twirled his spear and thrust it towards the enemy.
In a moment of desperation, Qiao Wan swiftly dodged and slid away.
As the tall scholar swung his sword back for another strike, the tip of the spear met him perfectly.
The sword and spear clashed, creating sparks that flew in every direction.
Just as Qiao Wan slid back half a step and tried to regain her balance, a shadow suddenly cast over her head.
Oh no!
Qiao Wan tried to dodge, but it was too late.
Boom!
A heavy hammer landed right on Qiao Wan's head.
This blow nearly shattered her skull.
"Damn!" Qiao Wan's vision blurred from the impact, and she instinctively swung her sword, trying to defend herself. But it was a miscalculation.
Almost forgetting about one more opponent.
Blood, bright red, streamed down onto her eyelids. Before she could wipe it away, two swords and the spear came slashing towards her again.
One against four.
If she perishes here, everything will be lost.
Without pausing to catch her breath, Qiao Wan shook her dizzy head and raised her sword to continue facing the four enemies in front of her.
When Fang Lingqing arrived, it was almost time for a beating, but it would just take a little longer.
"How shameless!" Green Waist gritted his teeth and angrily scolded, witnessing a scene from the Souvenir Stone.
Facing four opponents alone, he showed no shame!
The people at Lotus Seat Peak held their breath and stared at the Souvenir Stone without looking away.
Even though he was struck by a big silver knife on his back, the young man's expression didn't change, and his movements didn't falter.
But everyone could see clearly that Lu Cixian was clearly at a disadvantage. If they kept dragging it out, being eliminated was inevitable.
Within the illusion, disciples from Taixuan Temple and Sun Tao College had various expressions on their faces.
They had thought that victory was within their grasp with a score of 10, but they didn't expect this person in front of them to be a tough nut to crack. Despite their joint efforts, they still couldn't overcome him.
Qiao Wan grinned, "I won't boast about anything else, but when it comes to endurance and resilience, I'm top-notch."
Hearing this, the four-person team felt a deep resentment in their hearts. They were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but couldn't refute.
There's no way around it! What they're saying is really true. This young boy in front of them is really tough! Despite taking a blow earlier, Lu Cixian is still fighting with a face covered in blood.
They're almost done.
Fang Lingqing should be here soon too.
Feeling the small changes within her range of perception, Qiao Wan quickly retracted her sword and stumbled towards the silver-hooped big knife, rushing towards it!
It worked!
Seeing the situation change, the silver-hooped big knife felt joyous: Lu Cixian can't hold on any longer!
Seeing this, the young boy with a gun quickly aimed at Qiao Wan's back!
Caught in a crossfire, without hesitation, Qiao Wan slid out from under the silver-hooped big knife.
The knife's attack stopped, but the gun's shot couldn't be stopped in time.
Both of them exclaimed "Oh no!" Seeing this seemingly inevitable tragic ending—
A flash of sword light!
A swift kill with the sword.
One wave took away two lives.
"Lu Cixian defeated XXX!"
"Lu Cixian defeated XXX!"
The announcement of the defeating immediately appeared!
On Lotus Seat Peak, the people exclaimed: "Two!"
After slipping away, Qiao Wan quickly circled behind the stunned boy with the hammer.
One sword pierced through his heart!
"Lu Cixian defeated XXX!"
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
The righteous young man, who was holding a purple big knife, trembled. His worldview was instantly shaken.
What the heck?
On Lotus Seat Peak, the people exclaimed: "Three!"
Out of the four teammates, three of them went down. The righteous young man bravely swung his big knife and charged forward.
Fang Lingqing, a man who hurriedly returned, decisively lifted his robe sleeve, with a righteous aura, ready to make a move. But just as he was about to strike--
Qiao Wan's movements were quick and agile. Just as the boy with the gun was about to leave, she snapped the gun barrel and tossed it away.
Puchi--
Right in the middle of the red heart on the chest.
Fang Lingqing's hand, which hadn't had a chance to stab yet, abruptly stopped in mid-air: ...
To the surprise of the young boy with the gun, he accidentally killed his teammate before dying. He was almost on the verge of tears as he apologized, "Taoist friend, I didn't mean to do it! QAQ"
The person with the purple machete remained silent.
"Lu Cixian has killed XXX!" announced a voice.
The group at Lotus Seat Peak cheered, "Four kills! Well done!"
Fang Lingqing stayed silent.
"In the midst of everyone's attention," Qiao Wan calmly sheathed her sword, wiping off the blood, "Sorry, it slipped."
Kidding around, trying to steal her kills?
The sword returned to its sheath.
Qiao Wan glanced at the jade pendant.
Simultaneously, four lines of golden text appeared on the jade pendant!
"Lu Cixian has killed XXX!"
"Lu Cixian has killed XXX!"
"Lu Cixian has killed XXX!"
"Lu Cixian has killed XXX!"
Suddenly, in the row between Xie Xingzhi, Bai Shanhu, and Meng Canglang's territories, these four lines of text appeared on the Souvenir Stone, causing quite a stir.
"Lu Cixian?!" someone exclaimed.
Everyone on Lotus Seat Peak glanced at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Who is this Lu Cixian? Where did he come from?
Having just witnessed the thrilling and victorious battle, everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Beautiful!! It's so beautiful! Using their bodies as shields and swords. This is pure fighting skill, the flesh and blood combat! Lu Cixian is truly a brave man!!
So fast? Zheng Wenliang was shocked.
"This...this can't be possible, right?"
The people from Buping College looked up at the Souvenir Stone, filled with horror.
Are their skills really that strong?!
Everyone on Lotus Seat Peak was astonished.
The atmosphere at the judges' table was also tense.
Ma Huaizhen raised an eyebrow.
Lu Dechang's face turned pale with anger.
What idiots!!
Idiots! Both of them are idiots!!
*
Four people, one scored 2 points, one scored 3 points, one scored 6 points, and one scored 5 points. That adds up to 16 points.
A bountiful harvest!
Qiao Wan pulled her clothes aside and glanced at her wound. Just as she was about to sit down and rest, Fang Lingqing glanced and asked, "What's the story behind the swastika lotus pattern on your skin?"
Fang Lingqing wondered about the connection between the lotus pattern on Qiao Wan's skin and the Venerable One Miaofa from the Bright Temple. He had wanted to ask before but never had the chance.
When Fang Lingqing asked, Qiao Wan didn't hide the truth. "It was left by Venerable One Miaofa."
Although he had already guessed that the lotus pattern might be related to the Venerable One from the Bright Temple, Fang Lingqing was still somewhat shocked to hear Qiao Wan admit it herself.
"Isn't Venerable One Miaofa... How did you get involved with him?" Realizing that his tone was a bit rude, Fang Lingqing immediately changed his approach. "I apologize, that's not what I meant. I meant to say, what kind of person is Venerable One Miaofa..." Fang Lingqing furrowed his brow, confused.
How did someone as ferocious as Venerable One Miaofa end up mixed up with Lu Cixian?
Qiao Wan looked up and said, "The senior is a good person."
Qiao Wan, unaware that she was being live broadcasted, stood in front of the entire Lotus Seat Peak. She spoke clearly, with a clear voice, and sincerely said, "The senior is very gentle."
"I have long admired Venerable One Miaofa. The Venerable One has given me guidance before, which can be considered a bit of a mentor-disciple relationship."
These words, without missing a single word, instantly reached the ears of everyone on Lotus Seat Peak.
There was a subtle silence on Lotus Seat Peak.
Gentle?
Everyone's hearts trembled.
That Venerable One Miaofa, the one whose appearance and fierceness seemed to be directly proportional, was actually a gentle person?!
Fang Lingqing's mouth twitched: Are you joking?
Qiao Wan shook her head.
She was very grateful to the senior. Although... she accidentally touched Miaofa's broad chest and felt awkward about it.
Thinking of this, Qiao Wan made a wry face and scratched her head.
Since she couldn't think of how to apologize, she might as well take this opportunity to help Miaofa regain some reputation.
Qiao Wan thought for a moment, her face showing a more sincere expression: "Although the elder martial brother looks a bit fierce, he is actually quite gentle."
"And also considerate."
When dealing with this kind of person, or rather, an elder, Qiao Wan felt that she had figured out a trick or two.
For example, with Elder Martial Brother and Ma Huaizhen , in short, if you treat them well and make them happy, there won't be any big problems.
"So I admire the elder very much."
Qiao Wan's voice was neither loud nor soft, as she continued to speak, she sat down openly and confidently.
Her voice reverberated clearly throughout Lotus Seat Peak.
In an instant, a gentle breeze blew by.
The entire Lotus Seat Peak became strangely quiet.
Considerate! Gentle!
Did they hear something remarkable?
Echoes of astonishment filled Lotus Seat Peak.
After living for so many years, for the first time, Miaofa's face turned black almost instinctively when someone confessed their feelings.
The little novice secretly glanced at the venerable one's reaction: Was Venerable One feeling shy?
After all these years, Venerable One has never received public praise, so it's natural to feel shy.
The elders from different sects all started stroking their beards, casting meaningful and teasing glances at each other.
You can't tell that she is a gentle and virtuous person just by looking at her.
As these complicated gazes converged, even the Buddha couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Thinking about this, the elders from different sects felt a sense of imbalance in their hearts, feeling a bit sad and desolate.
This is Lu Cixian's descendant, right? So obedient and lovable, grateful for kindness and easy to deal with.
Oh, why didn't any of their own descendants show them some appreciation in public? It hasn't been easy for them to take care of everything until now.
The young person in the Souvenir Stone looked just like a bright-eyed little dog.
Under everyone's gaze, the Buddha's face grew even darker, but upon encountering those eyes, he couldn't help but pause, and the anger in his chest seemed to fade away a bit.
Serious or not, the dark blue eyes seemed to ripple like gentle spring water, shining brightly.
The voice of the Buddha was solemn and solemn, with a serious face, he angrily scolded, "Troublemaker, stop fooling around."
...
This troublemaker.
