I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

As soon as Jiang Rong made this move, it was as if half of the sky was turned blood red by the flames, and the flying snow all around was instantly transpired into a white mist.

"what--"

There was an exclamation from the people.

It is not easy to be able to practice the Burning Heaven Jue, but Jiang Rong has experienced a long battle at this time, and it is reasonable to say that when he is exhausted, he still has the strength to perform such a unique skill!

From this point of view, did he even keep his strength when he was fighting with Shu Lingjia just now?

If this is the case, then this person is unfathomable.

In the raging fire, Shu Lingjia's breathing became short of breath, and there was tearing pain in both temples.

He thought about that day again.

After that day, a volume of Fen Tian Jue that had not yet been practiced almost completely ended his path of swordsmanship, and he never used this set of swordsmanship again.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Rong managed to master it!

Moreover, the direction, angle, strength, and even the expression of his sword are all similar to Shu Lingjia.

Feeling that sword energy, Shu Lingjia suddenly felt that he was fighting another self, and that kind of creepy and resentful emotion surged into his heart again.

Shu Lingjia hastily stepped back a few steps. At this moment, knowing that he should dodge, a rush of spirit rushed to his heart. He raised his sword in a strange way, and he insisted on taking this move.

"boom--"

The spiritual power of the two collided, and the invisible sword energy shot out towards the surroundings. The air was full of flames, and sparks fell from the sky like broken rain.

Shu Lingjia let go of the long sword, turned over hastily, relieved some of the momentum in the air, and then fell straight for more than ten feet, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Jing Feitong had just given orders to his subordinates when he saw this scene, terrified, and blurted out: "Xiaojia!"

His voice was drowned in the noisy human voice, and seeing the sudden change, the surroundings were already in chaos.

If Jiang Rong's sword is placed on other people, he may be killed on the spot. If Shu Lingjia can't get up, the battle will be over here.

But Jiang Rong succeeded with the blow, and he was ecstatic in his heart. Naturally, he would not let go of this opportunity again. Before Shu Lingjia could stand up, he pulled his sword, and the third move "Wen Tian" was released!

Even Shu Lingjia didn't master this move back then.

Burn the world with raging fire, send each other away with a long wind for ninety thousand miles, and finally slash to the sky, shaking your soul and urging your life!

Dark clouds gather above the head, thunder rumbles, and the sword has not yet completed its momentum, but the wind has come from all directions, roaring and roaring, fueling the fire on the sword even more, and hitting the person like a whip.

Shu Lingjia only felt that the moment she fell, it seemed as if all the bones and tendons in her body were shattered. Under the severe pain, it was as if she had returned to the time when she was seriously injured. The five senses failed, and her ears buzzed. Total darkness.

He didn't know if his ribs were broken. Under the pressure of the opponent's approaching sword energy, even every inch of the bone seam hurt like being eaten by thousands of ants. He wished he could close his eyes and lie down completely. I'd rather die.

But even if he dies, he has to stand up before he dies.

Shu Lingjia felt his sword hilt clenched tightly, and the sweat dripped down his forehead. The only feeling left now, besides the pain, was Jiang Rong's proud and contemptuous eyes.

"Do you hate Jiang Rong?"

Under the moonlight, Jing Feitong asked him like this.

"Emotion is the reason why a person wants to draw a sword. Love is the heart of the sword, and emotion creates sharpness."

Then, Shu Lingjia felt that he really needed some hatred to support himself, and he was not reconciled to being defeated by such a villain.

What is fate?What is Halo?What is a protagonist?

With those things, wouldn't he still be separated from his relatives, and it would be difficult to keep his teacher?

With those things, didn't Jiang Rong not get it done once and for all, and now he had to stand face to face with him on this ring?

He doesn't believe in the so-called "destiny is like this"!

But even if you don't believe it, manpower will eventually come to an end, so which way is the right one?

If there is justice in this world, why do villains gain power and heroes become dusty?

For so many years, he has painstakingly practiced swordsmanship, warded off demons and defended the Way, accepted others' boast and admiration, but paid for it in a flash, finally gritted his teeth and got up, only to be knocked down again.

why?

Is it wrong to be determined and never regret?

Is it wrong to be benevolent and considerate?

If he didn't do anything wrong, why would his relatives be separated, and his family would be cut off, and he would fall into such a situation time and time again.

Of course he hated it, but because this hatred was born of failure, he never dared to face it, as if admitting it meant losing.

I still remember when I held the sword in my hand at the beginning, I was still a young man, a proud son of heaven, full of high spirits, and thought that in the future, he would surely travel thousands of miles and be invincible in the world.

They don't know that the innate talent is just the most inconspicuous gift of fate. After the talent, there are still hardships and ups and downs, people's hearts are frosty, hopeless and dark, and love is deep and lifeless.

The heart of the sword can only be made into steel if it is tempered a hundred times.

In an instant, Shu Lingjia seemed to hear the sound of a gust of wind passing through the wilderness, and there were countless whispers in that voice, singing or crying, roaring or laughing.

That is the heart sound of the sword soul remaining in Nanze Mountain for thousands of years.

Something hard in his heart shattered like a sandcastle under the beating of the tide.

Knowing, knowing me, then forgetting the feeling, and then not having the self, only then can there be love in the sword without being timid, and have no regrets in the heart.

The strong wind was even tighter, Jiang Rong's sword had reached his body, the sword intent was like a net, and there was no vitality left, Jiang Rong had enough power to stab Shu Lingjia with both hands.

He no longer has to think about the consequences of killing Shu Lingjia, because as long as Shu Lingjia dies, no one will be able to take away everything he currently owns. Shu Lingjia's fate, talent, and glory will all be his. How could anyone blame him at all!

Jing Feitong was hesitant at first, because as long as he offered to help, it meant Shu Lingjia's failure.

But at this moment, the situation was critical, he couldn't bear it any longer, and with a flick of his figure, he wanted to grab it.

But at this moment, a blue sword glow suddenly rose, and Shu Lingjia lay on the ground on his side, raised his sword, and unexpectedly blocked Jiang Rong's move in the air.

Before Jiang Rong's smile took shape, it froze on his lips.

One of the two sides rushed for more than ten feet, volleyed straight down, holding a sword in both hands, and the other was lying on the ground on his back, raising his sword to block, and the old injury relapsed, it was clear at a glance which one had the upper hand.

Shu Lingjia's resistance is no different from trying to block a car with his arms.

But under the nervous gaze of the crowd, Shu Lingjia put one hand on the ground and held the sword in the other. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he pushed back Jiang Rong's sword inch by inch.

During the struggle between the two, gold stars splashed from the sword edge, and Jiang Rong's overwhelming sword aura was fading all around, and the light on Shu Lingjiajian's body became more and more dazzling.

Suddenly, the sound of the sword rang out, Jiang Rong's sword was completely thrown away by Shu Lingjia, he was shocked and backed away abruptly!

Shu Lingjia only felt the pressure on his body suddenly lighten, and immediately put his hands on the ground and flew up.

He completely forgot about the injuries on his body, and just made a move with all his strength. The long sword in his hand was like autumn water across the sky, cutting across half of the burning sky.

The strong wind howled, and the true essence on the sword spread outwards with a chill, and the frost formed a huge sword shape in the air. fire.

Jiang Rong felt as if he had been hit hard on his chest, and retreated hastily, even spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to cover his chest, an alarm sounded in his heart. He turned around abruptly and struck forward with the long sword in his hand. Sure enough, he saw Shu Lingjia dodging behind him like a ghost. Attack several strokes.

Jiang Rong hastily resisted.

Just now, Jiang Rong took the victory, but then Shu Lingjia succeeded in fighting back, saving the situation, the two were injured respectively, and should have been evened again, but Jiang Rong found that Shu Lingjia's sword energy seemed to be stronger than before, making him His only advantage no longer stands out.

This is impossible, how could it be so?

Now Jiang Rong's own performance is normal, which means that the robbed luck is still with him, so it stands to reason that Shu Lingjia's injuries are not healed, and he should not be able to exert sufficient spiritual power. Such a sword move?

Jiang Rong didn't understand what method Shu Lingjia had used, so he panicked and immediately felt cowardly.

At this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, and quickly sprinted backwards with his feet. While avoiding Shu Lingjia's pursuit, he hurriedly said to Zhu Zi: "What's going on? Help me suppress his sword power , or I can't handle it."

However, the voice in the bead also revealed a sense of uncertainty and panic, saying: "What happened? Didn't you just hurt him? Why can he stand up again?"

Jiang Rong was so angry that he almost cursed: "You ask me, who am I going to ask? Hurry up and do it!"

This time it was rare for Zhu Zi not to care about his rudeness, a ray of light burst out and merged into Jiang Rong's sword edge.

Immediately, Jiang Rong felt that his sword energy was getting stronger, just at this time Shu Lingjia had also approached, he flipped his wrist hastily, put the long sword between the two, and at the same time condensed his fingertips, towards Shu Ling Jia wiped it from his throat.

Shu Lingjia turned around to avoid it, and the long sword drew half a circle in front of him, dragging out a meandering trace, which was the move of "Whispering the Flowers in a Leisure Moon".

It was only at this time that Jiang Rong discovered that the continuous spiritual energy did not flow from Shu Lingjia's meridians, but evaporated from the surrounding wind and merged into his sword intent.

In that sword, there are dark and bright changes in the night, the gurgling of the mountain stream, the repeating of the flowers and leaves in the wind, the faint sleeping sound of the small animals in the cave...

Everything in the world of mortals has love, but how can one person resist it?

Jiang Rong was flustered and had no time to think about it, so he countered with "Sky Light and Cloud Shadow", but just when the two swords were about to meet, Shu Lingjia's sword pointed upwards slightly.

Jiang Rong was startled suddenly, and blurted out: "Not good!"

This is not a leisurely autumn, this is - ask the sky!

When Shu Lingjia was seriously injured two years ago, the last move in the Fen Tian Jue, "Wen Tian", hadn't been practiced yet. Just now Jiang Rong wanted to use this move, but was interrupted halfway. Shu Lingjia actually chose this move again!

Before the sword energy was fully formed, Jiang Rong heard the faint sound of the beads on his wrist cracking. He was terrified, and hurriedly called out in his mind: "Senior? Senior?"

There were intermittent voices, but they were very weak and indistinct, and it was impossible to hear what was said.

Immediately afterwards, the light on the entire string of bracelets dimmed, and a bead cracked completely and hit the ground.

Even the people in the bead couldn't help him block this move!

After realizing this terrifying fact, Jiang Rong was so terrified that he no longer dared to continue fighting with Shu Lingjia, turned around and fled desperately.

Seeing his behavior like this, some people in the audience couldn't help booing.

It's not shameful to be defeated, but Jiang Rong didn't show much of a disadvantage at the moment. Seeing Shu Lingjia's move, he panicked and ran away, which was really ugly.

But Jiang Rong couldn't care about anything, and threw three talismans towards his back in a row, and at the same time shouted without daring to turn his head: "Senior brother, please be merciful! I admit defeat!"

Shu Lingjia didn't even want to say a word to him, as the blue light flickered, a huge sword shadow had pierced through thousands of floating clouds and fell from the midair.

Jian Xiao swept between the heaven and the earth, as if asking questions, asking all about the impermanence of fate and reincarnation.

Jiang Rong raised his sword and ran wildly, sweat dripping all the way, but Shu Lingjia's figure seemed to have merged into the clear light flowing from the edge of the sword, surprisingly fast.

Behind him was a cloud-like trajectory, and the sword intent was born out of nothing, like a spring bursting from a cracked ice, and new shoots breaking through the ground. The sky swept away, and the mountains echoed.

Immediately, a loud bang was heard from the highest peak of Nanze Mountain, the stone gate cracked, and the mighty energy rushed into the night!

Jiang Rong didn't even have time to resist while running away, so he chopped out of the ring and fell to the sidelines.

But for a while, no one cared about him.

Holding the sword, Shu Lingjia turned his head to look, only to find that the secret cave on the top of the mountain, which had been closed for a hundred years, had been automatically opened because of his sword.

If you ask the sky, you will get an answer.

The sword test meeting is over.

In the end, Jiang Rong was cut out of the ring by Shu Lingjia's sword, which was not even a bad thing for him.

Because of this, it would be difficult for Shu Lingjia to chase him into the crowd and kill him, but he barely escaped the subsequent beatings.

But half of the beads on the bracelet shattered and slipped from Jiang Rong's wrist.

At that moment, Jiang Rong even had a feeling like his soul was out of his body, as if some kind of power in his body was being pulled out by life, and he was about to leave him.

He was terrified, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were blood red. He didn't even care to get up, so he groped on the ground to find the dropped bracelet.

Just as he was about to touch it, a hand stretched out beside him and touched his fingertips.

Immediately, that hand picked up Jiang Rong's bracelet and handed it to him. At the same time, he helped him up, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Jiang, are you alright?"

Jiang Rong's ears were buzzing, and he didn't hear who was talking to him for a while, so he hurriedly took the bracelet and put it on his wrist, and was supported by the other party to sit up straight and looked up.

Then he froze.

Because the person who came to help him on his own initiative to help him was Ming Xiao.

But at this time, the expression on Ming Xiao's face was a little different from what Jiang Rong had seen a few times before, there was concern in the midst of worry, and he looked a little flustered at a loss.

He said: "What should I do? You seem to be seriously injured. Oh, I don't have any wound medicine here..."

Before Ming Xiao could finish speaking, a girl in pink came over, wearing the sword of Xinzong, it was Meng Xian.

Seeing that Ming Xiao was talking to Jiang Rong, she pouted immediately, grabbed Ming Xiao's arm, pulled him to her side, and said unhappily, "Why do you bother with such a villain who hurt your fellow disciples? He has harmed Senior Brother Shu, and Senior Brother Shu has helped us, we have to stand! Come with me."

Ming Xiao said: "Ah Xian, she was also injured..."

Meng Xian clicked his tongue and said, "It seems that no one has been injured, let's go!"

Ming Xiao couldn't hold her back at all, so she was dragged away by Meng Xian, and she didn't forget to turn her head and smile apologetically at Jiang Rong.

Meng Xian dragged Ming Xiao all the way back to Xinzong's side, pressed him to sit down, and said: "You are not in good health yet, don't run around, especially stay away from that Jiang Rong, he is very insidious."

After she finished speaking, she saw that Ming Xiao just lowered her head and twisted her hands to point out God, with a smiley expression on her face, which was a bit inconsistent with his usual appearance, so she couldn't help but push him, and asked, "Hey, what's the matter?" Miss you? What are you thinking?"

Only then did Ming Xiao come to his senses, put down his hands and said, "It's nothing. I was just thinking that during this period of time we, Axian, were punished by the master to copy the scriptures. Master Shu and Palace Master Jing went to rescue me, but now seeing Jiang Rong filled with righteous indignation, I have made great progress."

Meng Xian blushed slightly, and said, "Didn't I have nothing to do at that time? I couldn't find anyone to help, and I knew that with the two of them's abilities, even if they couldn't save you, they wouldn't be in danger because of it." I did it. Is it the same for Jiang Rong to harm others for his own benefit? Besides, I changed everything!"

Ming Xiao said: "Don't be annoyed, I was just joking. I know you did that for me, so how can you blame me?"

He glanced in the direction just now, and sighed softly: "But Jiang Rong, the breath is exhausted."

Meng Xian said strangely: "It's not enough. Even if he loses, he is still the second place in the sword test competition. Such a powerful record is enough to be famous all over the world. How can you say that he has exhausted his strength?"

Ming Xiao said: "Ah, I mean, Mr. Shu and Mr. Jiang are both from the Lingxiao sect, and Mr. Jiang originally appeared as a successor, or to put it more ugly, as a substitute. Who did he lose to?" Anything is fine, but losing to Mr. Shu might really not be fine."

This time the sword test meeting is just over, and the most amazing battle is also the final duel of this last match.

Shu Lingjia asked the sky with his sword, and the sword intent actually re-opened the secret cave on the top of the mountain that had been closed for a hundred years. The entire Nanze Mountain was radiant in an instant, full of spiritual energy, which was surprising.

Shu Lingjia jumped down from the stage and found that Jing Feitong was already standing beside him with half-stretched hands waiting for him. Almost reflexively, he also stretched out a hand and put it on Jing Feitong's palm, firmly landing.

After Shu Lingjia stood up, she glanced sideways at Jing Feitong and laughed.

He remembered that every time he turned into a fox and jumped into Jing Feitong's room from the window sill, the other party always reached out to pick him up like this, and every time he could stand firmly in Jing Feitong's palm, what a pity Only one hand can be put down this time.

Jing Feitong also smiled, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the corner of Shu Lingjia's mouth, wiping off the blood: "Silly boy, why are you laughing when you've become like this, don't be careful! You beat me hard, I Those watching off the court were almost scared to death.”

Shu Lingjia wiped her mouth and said with a smile, "It's all right."

Jing Feitong shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Shu Lingjia whispered again: "Singing one opera, it's about time for the next one? Is there a reply from the Guiyi faction?"

Jing Feitong said: "Before you went on stage, Qi Guangya sent a message saying that he was willing to re-examine Lin Yue's body. Don't worry about this, your injury is the most important thing right now."

Shu Lingjia said: "That's good."

While the two were talking, other people around also gathered around.

At the sword test meeting, a lot of doctors and trainees were specially invited as guests in case of emergencies. They saw that Shu Lingjia was hit head-on by Jiang Rong at first, and then forcibly raised his true essence, and they reckoned that the injury he suffered must be Not lightly, but rushed over to check, only to find that his true energy was running smoothly and stably, and it seemed that even the old injuries before were not so serious.

Shu Lingjia took a few elixirs, and slowly became better, feeling an unprecedented lightness and comfort.

He defeated Jiang Rong, and the other 30% of the protagonist's halos have returned. Counting the ones that were recovered before, Shu Lingjia has recovered half of them.

For him, he has been suppressed everywhere in the past two years, and although his current aura is only half, but this feeling of being relaxed and full of strength has not been seen for a long time.

What's more, now with his brand-new comprehension of kendo, and the integration of the essence of Qizong and Xinzong, even though Shu Lingjia's injuries are not fully recovered at this moment, compared with two years ago, his strength should have reached Eighty percent.

He finished his luck, opened his eyes, and was about to thank the people who took care of him, when he heard a commotion in front of him, everyone around gave way, and it was the two elders of Xihuang, Lian Chenghua and Gu Ying, who came down from their seats and came down in person Came in front of Shu Lingjia.

These two are the hosts of this place, and they are also the people with the highest seniority in the entire cultivation world. Shu Lingjia quickly stood up and saluted, saying: "I have seen the two seniors."

Jing Feitong watched this scene with a smile, but a person came over beside him, saluted him, and presented a bamboo slip with both hands.

Jing Feitong took it over, scanned the writing on it with a single glance, then crushed the bamboo slips casually, and with a wave of his hand, the people around him stepped back.

Jing Feitong glanced at Shu Lingjia again, and saw that there was nothing serious about him, and no one dared to take the opportunity to look for trouble when he was talking to the elders of Xihuang right now, so he calmed down and stepped back two steps out. The crowd, with a flash of figure, quickly disappeared.

His teleportation and lightness technique is a unique skill in Biluo Palace, Jing Feitong started to practice it since he could walk, and he really came and went silently, elusive, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in a forest outside the place where Qizong lived.

In the depths of the woods, someone was talking.