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Master Shuiyue's face darkened, her eyes blazing with fury.
"Tian… Bu… Yi!" she hissed, teeth clenched. "Tonight, I'll fight you for three hundred rounds. We won't stop until one of us is dead!"
Tian Buyi almost choked on his tea.
"Eh? No way. The one I love most is your junior sister, Su Ru. If I fight you, Su Ru will be upset."
Clang! Shuiyue's anger exploded. She half-drew the sword at her waist.
But before she could act, a calm, commanding voice echoed:
"Hmm?"
It was Dao Xuan, the sect leader.
That single sound was enough. Shuiyue quickly sheathed her sword. Tian Buyi straightened his posture and quietly sipped his tea.
Dao Xuan's gaze swept over both of them.
"Thousands of disciples are watching. How can you two fight in public? If you must quarrel, take it home and… continue tonight, slowly."
Shuiyue blinked, confused. Continue tonight, slowly? She glanced at the short, round Tian Buyi, completely baffled. She still couldn't understand what Su Ru had ever seen in him.
Meanwhile, Tian Buyi smirked inwardly. This would definitely annoy her. Serves her right for always calling him "short fat man" behind his back, and even trying to stop Su Ru from marrying him.
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On the stage, Lu Xueqi noticed her master's growing anger. She felt guilty and turned to Zhang Xiaofan.
"Junior Brother Zhang, please be careful with your words… If my master gets too angry, things will get bad."
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head.
"Why? My master's wife is your master's junior sister. The better we get along, the happier your master should be."
Then he muttered with a mischievous grin,
"I think your master's going through menopause… no, at her age....three hundred years....it's probably double menopause. No wonder…"
"Shut up!" Lu Xueqi cut him off, panicking as her master's face turned stormy. "If she gets too angry and something happens to her, how could I live with myself?"
Zhang Xiaofan waved her worry away.
"Don't worry. If she loses her true qi or even becomes paralyzed, I'll take care of her for you."
From the platform above, Shuiyue could no longer hold back.
"Zhang Xiaofan! Are you here to fight, or to chatter endlessly?"
Zhang Xiaofan looked up with a bright smile.
"Uncle Shuiyue, Xueqi and I have been close since we first met two years ago. Forgive me if I talk a little too much."
"Close?!" Shuiyue almost fainted from rage. Seeing her disciple being dragged into this boy's nonsense, she had no more patience.
She shouted at Lu Xueqi:
"Xueqi, stop wasting time! Start the match....and hit him hard. Make sure he can't get out of bed for ten days!"
"Yes, Master," Lu Xueqi answered respectfully. She looked at Zhang Xiaofan once more. "Junior Brother Zhang, I'll begin now. Swords have no eyes....please be careful."
Shuiyue covered her face with her hand, frustrated by her disciple's obvious concern for this boy.
Zhang Xiaofan grinned.
"Come on, Xueqi. I can take it."
Lu Xueqi sighed quietly. This Zhang Xiaofan… reckless, unpredictable, and yet.....why do I feel something different about him?
After all, he had secretly passed her a rare Buddhist technique.....the Great Brahma Prajna, the supreme art of Tianyin Temple. With it, she could use Qingyun Sect's Divine Sword and Thunder Controlling Technique without any backlash.
Later, she made a shocking discovery: when practiced together with Qingyun's greatest technique, the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, the Great Brahma Prajna actually boosted it.
The two techniques worked together perfectly, pushing her cultivation to the ninth level of the Jade Purity realm in only two years.
By her own judgment, she should have only reached the eighth level.
Such progress was unheard of among her peers. She was grateful to Zhang Xiaofan… but also cautious.
Sect rules were strict. If anyone was caught learning another sect's techniques, they could lose their cultivation and be expelled.
Yet Zhang Xiaofan had risked that for her. That trust....she could never betray. She never used the technique in public and never told anyone, not even her master.
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"Xueqi, begin!" Shuiyue's sharp command broke her thoughts.
"Yes, Master!"
Lu Xueqi formed a sword seal. With a clear ring, the Tianya Sword leapt from its sheath, floating before her.
"Junior Brother Zhang, be careful!"
She stepped lightly, flying into the air as the Tianya Sword shot forward like silver lightning.
Zhang Xiaofan followed, his own immortal sword rising at his command. In a flash, the two blades collided.
Crack!
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes widened as his sword shattered into fragments. It couldn't withstand the sharpness of the Tianya Sword.
So this is the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon… even an immortal sword can't survive against it.
The divine blade pressed forward, its tip now less than a centimeter from piercing his chest.
At that moment, green light flickered between Zhang Xiaofan's fingers as he reached for the incoming blade…
To be continued…
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