The fairy is fierce

Zuo Lingquan tried his best to move out with his sword. When he reacted, he found that the sword edge had stopped between Wu Qingwan's palms.

Senior Wu, who was standing in front of him just now, changed into a side kicking posture at some point. His long and straight right leg stopped in front of his head, causing his cheeks and ears to hurt due to the strong wind. He knew it without even thinking about it. It contains so much energy.

Such a dangerous scene made Zuo Lingquan break into a cold sweat. He quickly released the hilt of his sword and took half a step back, looking at Wu Qingwan with lingering fear.

Wu Qingwan was actually startled, but she couldn't show off her composure in front of the juniors. After suppressing her surprise, she stood still with her legs drawn back smoothly, holding Zuo Lingquan's long sword in her hand, with approval in her eyes:

"What a fast sword. I have been in Qihuang Valley for half my life. This is the first time I have seen an ordinary person who can draw a sword so fast."

Although the winner was determined in an instant, Wu Qingwan could still see clearly - Zuo Lingquan's sword was incredibly fast, but there was no trace of true energy flowing in it. The sword relied on After practicing hard for a long time, the experience and muscle reactions accumulated have allowed me to use the simplest moves to the extreme.

Wu Qingwan didn't dare to imagine how terrifying this sword would be if he was a spiritual practitioner and supported by surging Qi in his body. Wu Qingwan didn't dare to think about it. I'm afraid Jiang Yi's level would be beyond the control. She can't easily fight a sword.

Therefore, the praise in Wu Qingwan's eyes was not false at all, it was all from the bottom of her heart.

Zuo Lingquan, who was on the opposite side, took a step back with lingering fear and regained his composure. Hearing Wu Qingwan's approval, he was about to shake his head modestly when his expression suddenly changed and his eyes became strange. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

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When Wu Qingwan saw this scene, she followed Zuo Lingquan's gaze and looked down, only to see that there was a hole in her clothes.

Just now, Zuo Lingquan's lightning-fast sword had already pierced Wu Qingwan's skirt, and the stabbing position was in the middle of the chest. Although Wu Qingwan's palace was very deep, it did not hurt any flesh. But she clamped the sword blade with both hands, turned and kicked sideways, bringing the sword tip to her side, which also opened up the small hole that was originally pierced...

Under the setting sun, there was silence on the stone flat.

The charming woman in a slim-fitting dress lowered her head blankly while holding a sword, feeling a chill on her chest.

As I breathed softly, the opening on the light green dress suddenly grew larger and smaller. Under the setting sun, I could clearly see the lotus root-colored lining inside, and the outline of the two large white flowers, which were bottomless...

! ! !

Wu Qingwan's eyes widened, she quickly raised her hands to cover her chest, and looked at Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan was also stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, a chill ran down his spine. He felt that the Avenue of Immortality was broken in half. However, his expression was normal, as if he had not seen anything, and he walked towards the stone platform:

"Senior Wu was awarded a prize, but he was countered in an instant. Senior kept his hand and was not kicked to death. How can he be called fast?

"..."

Wu Qingwan's concentration was really extraordinary. She covered her clothes with her right hand, her face didn't even turn red, and the look in her eyes quickly returned to its original state. She shook her head and said with a smile:

"During sparring, body friction is unavoidable, so don't take it to heart. It really surprises me that you can achieve this step with your ordinary physique. If you can join the ranks of cultivation, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a genius. "

While Wu Qingwan was speaking, he walked into the wooden house next to him and never stopped talking.

As for what he was doing back in the house, Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't have the guts to follow him to see. He just looked at the setting sun on the horizon and said calmly:

"Not to mention talent, I think my perseverance should be enough. I haven't been able to get in yet, which I think is quite unfair."

Wu Qingwan was in the wooden house, pretending to be changing her skirt, and answered softly:

"There's no need to blame others. The threshold for practicing cultivation is not high. You may not have achieved anything, but you definitely won't be able to get started. Maybe the method is wrong."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he became interested:

"What methods do practitioners generally use to practice?"

Wu Qingwan moved very quickly. In just two words, she put on a warm yellow dress and walked out of the room, holding a book in her hand.

Her expression was as gentle and friendly as before, she raised her hair around her ears, sat down on the other side of the stone platform, and handed the book to Zuo Lingquan:

"This is the practice method for Qihuang Valley disciples. Take it and take a good look at it. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time."

When Zuo Lingquan saw that Wu Qingwan had returned to normal, he naturally forgot about the episode just now. He raised his hand to take the book, only to see three simple words "Qi Yang Jue" written on it. The book was not thick, and there was a diagram of the human body's meridians drawn on it. It was important. The acupoints are marked with red dots, and there are extremely detailed notes next to them. Even how to breathe and what to feel are clearly written.

Zuo Lingquan was fascinated by what he saw.

Wu Qingwan picked up the teacup and took a sip, then thought of the shocking sword strike just now, and couldn't figure out why Zuo Lingquan couldn't get in. She hesitated for a moment and put her hand on Zuo Lingquan's wrist.

Zuo Lingquan felt a warm touch on his wrist. He quickly came back from the book and saw Wu Qingwan taking his pulse. He sat up straight and flattened his wrist so that he could examine it carefully.

However, Wu Qingwan's pulse numbering was completely different from that of ordinary doctors.

Zuo Lingquan felt something invisible and intangible on Wu Qingwan's fingertips, trying to penetrate into his body and spread towards his arms.

Wu Qingwan put her fingertips on her wrist, frowned and explored carefully, her brows gradually furrowed, and she opened her eyes after a while.

Zuo Lingquan looked serious and asked:

"Senior Wu, how are you doing?"

Wu Qingwan frowned and thought deeply, then shook her head slowly:

"It's so strange, the meridians are not blocked, but the true qi enters the body and travels along the meridians. It dissipates in a few steps. It feels like a leak. Did you suffer a trauma that affected your lungs when you were young?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head: "I have been pampered since childhood and have never been injured."

"Did you eat unknown flowers, plants, fruits and melons when you were young?"

"I remember things early, I am self-disciplined in eating, and I never eat greedily."

"Are you carrying any strange objects? Rings, pendants, etc. that have been with you since childhood?"

"No, um... I asked a master craftsman to cast the sword. I have reviewed all the materials and there will be no problem."

"..."

Wu Qingwan blinked her eyes, obviously unable to think of a possible 'cause'. She was silent for a while and shook her head:

"You go down and rest first. I will think about it carefully. If there is a solution, I will find you to confirm it."

Zuo Lingquan has been tormented by this problem for more than ten years, and he is not in a hurry.

Seeing that the sun had already set and the sky had darkened, he stood up and said goodbye:

"It's getting late. I'm really ashamed to have bothered Senior Wu for so long. I'll go down first."

"Okay."

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Thanks to the two big guys [Heaven's Gate] and [NingNingNing] for the reward!

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