I became a villain master, but I conquered the heroine

The next two matches were competitions between disciples from other sects, and Gu Xi’s competition was in the third match.

After a while, the first two competitions of disciples from other sects finally ended.

After watching these two matches, Yuanchu felt that both of the contestants were remarkable, but in the end one of them was better.

It was soon the young disciple's turn to go on stage. Yuan Chu gathered his thoughts and focused all his attention on the stage.

"The next match is between Kunlun Sect disciple Gu Xi and Wangyue Sect's Shen Qingyao."

Shen Qingyao?

Yuan Chu remembered that she seemed to be the eldest daughter of the Shen family in Chiyang, Beicheng. In the original book, her original self should have met the head of the Shen family.

But Yuanchu could no longer remember the specific reason.

It was only when Gu Xi stepped onto the stage that he discovered that the spiritual weapon the other party was using was actually a spiritual whip. However, this was not surprising, after all, everyone's spiritual weapon was different.

However, most people in the sect use swords, and he has never fought with those who use spirit whips, so it seems he needs to be more careful.

The swords were as powerful as mountains and the long whips were waving. The two men fought quickly in a short period of time. The fierce sound of metal collision was as shocking as a storm.

The whip seems to be integrated with the body of the whip owner. Every swing, whether it is a spin, a chop or a spiral, has a unique rhythm and melody, sometimes light and graceful, sometimes violent like thunder.

Yuanchu had been keeping an eye on the situation on the stage. She knew that this competition would be difficult.

Shen Qingyao's whip wielding skills are so proficient that one can tell at a glance that it would have been impossible to achieve that skill without three to five years of practice.

The young disciple had only learned the sword a month or so, and his coordination with the spiritual weapon was not as good as Shen Qingyao's.

The spirit whip rolled in the air, rushing like a poisonous snake, and instantly passed through the sword. The two spirit weapons touched each other, and a huge spiritual power fluctuation was emitted instantly.

The sword flashed and broke through the air. The long whip was like a snake, flying rapidly.

The two men fought so fast that the people below could only see two afterimages chasing each other, neither giving in.

The two men fought like dragons and tigers, and were evenly matched. The situation on the stage changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

Gu Xi has already practiced every move she has practiced to the extreme, but she knows that it is far from enough.

Her lack of speed, perception, and strength were not enough to allow her to win the competition easily.

After more than a dozen rounds, hot sweat began to appear on Gu Xi's forehead, and a strong stubbornness suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Then he looked at the Mingjue sword in his hand and thought silently in his heart: "Mingjue, are you willing to help me?"

The "Ming Jue Sword" seemed to be sensitive and vibrated a few times in Gu Xi's hand.

Gu Xi suddenly changed his moves. On the blade, white spiritual energy surged around the sword, instantly bursting out with astonishing power, and stabbed towards the opponent with lightning speed.

Shen Qingyao also felt the great danger, and instantly swung her spirit whip to wrap around the sword to block Gu Xi's attack, but she seemed to have underestimated the power of this sword.

A powerful spiritual force shook off the spiritual whip wrapped around the Mingjue sword, and a sharp metal collision sound instantly erupted in the air.

When she tried to retract the spirit whip, she found that the opponent had teleported in front of her and her sword was already on her neck.

At this moment, Shen Qingyao realized that she had lost.

The disciple who reported the score said: "In this battle, Kunlun sect disciple Gu Xi won, and he gets 3 points."

Hearing this, Gu Xi took back the sword, and then the Ming Jue Sword disappeared from her hand. She suppressed the discomfort in her body and said to Shen Qingyao with apology: "I'm sorry for offending you just now."

Shen Qingyao seemed to have not expected that Gu Xi would apologize to her. She was stunned for a moment, then said coldly, "It's okay," and turned away.

Yuanchu hadn’t expected that his little disciple would suddenly change his moves at the end, but it was a good thing that he won in the end.

There was a hint of worry between Yuanchu's eyebrows, but he didn't see it clearly just now, so he didn't know whether his little disciple was injured or not.

Seeing that his little disciple had left the competition stage, Yuan Chu immediately stood up and flew to the stage, ready to go and see her.

There were too many disciples in the audience, and the crowd was surging. Yuanchu searched for a long time before he saw a familiar shadow under a paulownia tree.

Gu Xi supported the tree with one hand. When she walked in front of Gu Xi, she found that the little disciple's face was a little pale and he looked a little weak.

Yuan Chu's face changed, and he quickly reached out to feel her pulse. He found that her meridians were a little blocked but fortunately not damaged, and the spiritual power in her body was a little thin.

Yuan Chu quickly pressed a few major acupoints on her body, and put two fingers of his right hand together and pressed them on Gu Xi's eyebrows.

The spiritual power at Yuanchu's fingertips flowed into Guxi's meridians throughout his body neither slowly nor quickly from his brow.

Yuan Chu had a serious expression on his face, and was concentrating on supplying spiritual power to Gu Xi.

Gu Xi looked up at Yuan Chu who was frowning, feeling a little guilty, and said with a twitch of the corner of his mouth: "Master, I am fine."

Yuanchu's expression did not change, "Don't talk yet."

Gu Xi knew the condition of her body clearly. She just felt a little tired because she had overused her spiritual energy before.

She had originally thought of coming here to rest for a while, and not letting her master notice anything unusual after she recovered. But in the end, her master still had to go through so much trouble to heal her, and she felt a little annoyed about it.

As a cool spiritual energy continued to seep into her body, Gu Xi felt less uncomfortable.

The dizziness in his head also eased a lot, and Yuanchu stopped after inputting spiritual power for a period of time.

Yuanchu felt a little distressed and helpless and asked, "How do you feel now?"

Thanks to Yuanchu's spiritual power input, Gu Xi's complexion gradually returned to normal, and the weakness in her body was also alleviated a lot. "Thank you, Master. I feel much better now."

After transferring spiritual power to Gu Xi, Yuan Chu discovered that his little disciple had kept his right hand hidden in his sleeve and had never revealed it. He immediately realized something was wrong and frowned.

"What happened to your hand?"

Gu Xi said hesitantly and nervously: "I was accidentally hit by the opponent's spirit whip just now."

"Give me your hand." Yuan Chu's words were concise and to the point, and the person on the other side refused without giving any room for rejection.

Gu Xi bit her lower lip and stretched out her right hand. Yuan Chu leaned over and grabbed Gu Xi's five fingers.

A small scar appeared in front of his eyes on the forearm slightly above the palm.

"Why are you so careless?" Then he felt that his question was nonsense. Isn't it normal to get injured during a competition?

Yuanchu did not hesitate at all. He quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and held it in his hand.

She had prepared all kinds of medicines and pills early in the morning, just in case of emergency.

"The Purple Spirit Whip is attached with the power of thunder and lightning. Being injured by it is painful and difficult to heal. This is the Red Crystal Dew, which will help your wounds heal."

The spiritual power of the sixth-grade red crystal dew was extraordinary. The bleeding wound healed quickly, and the foreign body sensation in the wound also disappeared quickly.

After applying the medicine to her, Yuanchu placed the bottle of medicine in her palm and said, "Here."

Gu Xi recognized that this was a rare sixth-grade immortal medicine, and said in surprise: "My disciple only has some superficial injuries, and cannot bear such a precious immortal medicine."

"Just take it when I tell you to. Stop talking nonsense."

Yuanchu said a little toughly, but it wasn't because she was very angry now.

She just didn't want to argue with her little apprentice over just a bottle of medicine, so she just acted a little tougher.