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Tian Ling'er's delicate face instantly turned crimson.
She shoved the book into Zhang Xiaofan's hands and pouted, her voice filled with mock reproach.
"Junior Brother, when did you become such a bad boy?"
Her fair hands fidgeted awkwardly, unsure where to rest, and she quickly turned her head away to hide her embarrassment.
"Pfft....hahaha!" Zeng Shushu doubled over with laughter, clearly enjoying the scene.
Zhang Xiaofan's expression darkened. Without a word, he crushed the book into a ball and stuffed it directly into Zeng Shushu's mouth.
"Mmm! Mmm!" Zeng Shushu's muffled protests could be heard, his earlier laughter cut short.
Tian Ling'er, who had been pretending to be upset, couldn't help but chuckle softly at the sight.
Just then, the clear voice of Zeng Shuchang, Head Disciple of Chaoyang Peak, echoed across the square:
"Next match.....Lu Xueqi of Xiaozhu Peak versus Fang Chao of Longshou Peak!"
The name alone set the crowd in motion.
"Lu Xueqi's match is starting!"
"Quick, let's go! It's Lu Xueqi!"
In an instant, the square turned into a sea of moving bodies as nearly every disciple rushed toward the designated arena.
Even Zeng Shushu yanked the book out of his mouth, shot Zhang Xiaofan a resentful glare, and said:
"You're ruthless, bratā¦ but I'm not missing the beautiful Lu Xueqi's match."
Without waiting for a reply, he bolted toward the next ring.
Zhang Xiaofan, of course, followed. After all, Lu Xueqi wasn't just a peer to himshe was, in his heart, his future wife.
More importantly, she had been cultivating not only the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao but also the Great Brahma Prajna he had taught her two years ago, a supreme mental technique from Tianyin Temple.
He still remembered the moment vividly: she had suffered backlash from using the Divine Sword and Thunder Controlling True Art, her meridians strained to the brink.
He couldn't bear the thought of her health being damaged...after all, she was the woman who, in the original course of fate, would one day bear him a son,
Xiaoding. Teaching her that method wasn't just kindness; it was an investment in their shared future happiness.
They arrived at the arena just in time.
Lu Xueqi stood there, tall and elegant. Her long, straight legs carried a figure both graceful and proud, her flawless skin pale as freshly fallen snow.
Her beauty wasn't merely pretty....it was dangerously enchanting, the kind of beauty that could stir both awe and unease.
Zhang Xiaofan's gaze lingered, wondering how someone so cold and noble could carry such a quietly lethal allure.
On the stage, Fang Chao of Longshou Peak clasped his hands respectfully.
"Junior Sister Lu, I am Fang Chao. It is my honor to spar with you."
Lu Xueqi didn't answer right away. Instead, she turned her eyes toward the podium where Master Shuiyue sat.
Their gazes met, and Shuiyue gave a single approving nod.
But her composure faltered for an instant when she noticed Zhang Xiaofan among the crowd....leaning lazily with his chin in his palm, staring at Lu Xueqi with an intensity that was far too bold for her liking.
Her mind flickered back to that incident two years ago when Zhang Xiaofan had brazenly complimented her own figure before running off to chat and laugh with Xueqi. And nowā¦ he was doing it again.
Shuiyue's expression darkened. She turned to Tian Buyi, her voice sharp:
"Junior Brother Tian, control your disciple. Why does he keep staring at Xueqi like that?"
Tian Buyi followed her gaze and froze for a moment before shrugging innocently.
"Senior Sister Shuiyue, look around....half the square is staring at her.
What do you expect me to do? The girl's too beautiful; I can't stop them all."
"Is beauty a sin, then?" Shuiyue huffed, sitting back with a glare fixed firmly on Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan felt her eyes on him, glanced up, and even had the audacity to give her a pleasant smile before turning back to study Lu Xueqi again....completely ignoring the unspoken warning in Shuiyue's gaze.
That earned him another furious tremble from the usually composed Master Shuiyue.
Meanwhile, Lu Xueqi stepped forward, clasped her Tianya Divine Sword in both hands, and said in her cool, crystalline voice:
"Senior Brother Fang, pleaseā¦ make your move."
Fang Chao, already considered one of Longshou Peak's most gifted disciples. seventh level of Jade Purity after a hundred years of cultivation.....drew his immortal sword in a gleaming arc and lunged. His blade shot straight for her chest.
But Lu Xueqi did not even unsheathe her sword. With hands folded behind her back, she simply shifted her weight and let the strike pass harmlessly by.
A murmur ran through the crowd.
Fang Chao attacked again and again, his sword light flashing green, yet each time Lu Xueqi avoided him with nothing more than a graceful tilt of the head or a light step backward, her movements fluid as drifting clouds.
From the stands came teasing shouts:
"Fang Chao, are you too bewitched by her beauty to fight properly?"
"Hah, it's not just his hands that have gone soft...his heart's melted too!"
Even some junior sisters from Xiaozhu Peak whispered about her unusual restraint.
But Wen Min silenced them with a single cold command, and they fell silent immediately.
Finally, stung by the taunts, Fang Chao unleashed his strongest technique....countless ice swords burst forth from his blade, hurtling toward Lu Xueqi like a storm.
The moment they neared her, Lu Xueqi's Tianya Sword flashed free, scattering the ice blades in a storm of shattered light.
Before Fang Chao could recover, her body turned like flowing water, and her sword tip stopped just shy of his cheek....a fraction more, and blood would have been drawn.
She stepped back, sheathing her sword. The match should have ended there.
But Fang Chao's pride wouldn't let him yield. With a sudden, dishonorable lunge, he attacked her from behind.
Lu Xueqi's eyes flashed. In a single smooth motion, she leapt back, regained her stance, and drew the Tianya Sword once more.
This time, its green radiance flared so brightly it engulfed the entire arena, a wave of killing intent surging forth.
The crowd held its breath.
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