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Chapter 208 Wang Qingxuan, Ye Qingmei (Please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!)

Sixteen years later, Da Chu Liangzhou, Qingliang Mountain.

On the huge martial arts training ground, two figures, a man and a woman, were moving at a speed that was difficult to catch up with the naked eye. The man was holding a wooden sword and the woman was holding a pair of mandarin duck swords. They were constantly intertwining with each other like butterflies flying through flowers, practicing martial arts.

The man among them looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with an ordinary appearance, but his eyebrows seemed to be naturally raised, and combined with his bright eyes, he had a hint of cynicism.

The woman who fought with him looked a little older, but no more than twenty years old. She was wearing a purple dress and had an exquisite and beautiful appearance. She was a rare beauty.

However, compared to her slightly gorgeous appearance, the woman's temperament when attacking with two swords is more eye-catching.

It’s not that she looks beautiful when dancing with the sword, but each and every move is filled with ruthlessness and ferocity. It’s more like a life-and-death fight than a sparring match. You can tell at first glance that she is the type who is very competitive.

In this way, as time went by, the battle between the two gradually became more intense, with the woman basically attacking and the boy defending.

It seemed that the latter was at a disadvantage, but facing the fierce sword flashes, the young man was able to defend himself perfectly, with a relaxed look on his face. Anyone with a discerning eye could see who was more skilled.

At this moment, defending without attacking is not so much a deliberate concession as it is a way to accumulate sword power, just like drawing a bow and arrow, just waiting for the opportunity to rebound and win with one strike.

Obviously, the woman opposite also realized this. Her beautiful brows were deeply furrowed, her expression became even more indifferent, and the speed of dancing the two swords in her hands suddenly increased, as if she wanted to disrupt the rhythm of the young man's accumulated sword power in this way.

Unfortunately, he made a mistake in his haste. The young man remained steady, but there was indeed a flaw in the woman's swordsmanship.

Seeing this, the young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly swung out a sword with his backhand, and in the dazzling sword light, stabbed one of the swords in the side.

The powerful sword energy burst out instantly, and the powerful force made the woman's arm holding the knife feel numb and she unconsciously raised it slightly. This action also caused a huge gap in her already struggling moves.

The young man did not miss this opportunity. He used the force of the sword to swing back and immediately launched a fatal counterattack.

Buzz buzz—! !

The sword whistled as the young man launched three consecutive slashes, attacking from three completely different directions, left, right and front, perfectly blocking any space the woman could dodge.

Not only that, these three sword strikes all carry continuous sword energy, which can launch wave after wave of continuous attacks rather than a brief momentary contact.

What's even more amazing is that these three swords seemed to be swung out almost at the same time, with no time difference at all, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before.

The final result is naturally self-evident.

Among the three swords, the first sword blocked the woman's attempt to resist, the second sword knocked away the mandarin duck dagger in one hand, and the third sword easily rested on the snow-white and slender neck without any effort.

The winner is decided!

"Concession!"

The young man said with a grin, looking very happy.

After losing the competition, the woman looked a little confused, but soon became indifferent, revealing a hint of unwillingness and stubbornness.

"What was that move just now? Did your master teach you that?"

"Please, Master has been in seclusion for more than half a year. How can he have the time to teach me swordsmanship?"

The young man's lips curled slightly, and he said proudly, "This move is called [One Sword Transforms into Three Pure Ones]. I created it based on the two-sleeved green snakes of the legendary old sword god. Isn't it amazing?"

"You created it yourself? I don't believe it!"

The woman opened her eyes wide and retorted subconsciously.

"Hmph! Don't forget, Master once said that I am a rare swordsmanship prodigy. As long as I am willing to work hard, becoming a sword immortal in the future will not be difficult. Creating a sword technique is nothing."

The young man snorted, sheathed his wooden sword, and placed one hand on his waist, looking incredibly arrogant. "...Teach me."

The woman was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, her tone full of matter-of-factness.

"Miss Xuanyuan, is this your attitude of begging for help?"

The young man's mouth twitched, and he was about to continue complaining when he suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "It's not impossible for me to teach you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"impossible."

The woman sneered.

"Hey! I haven't told you what it is yet!"

The young man said dissatisfiedly.

"With your scheming mind, what else could it be? Either you're going to date Sister Qing'er, or Miss Ye... Ha! You're just a toad dreaming of eating swan flesh. I advise you to give up on that idea!"

The boy rolled his eyes. "Right, right, right! I'm just a toad wanting to eat swan meat. Luckily, I'm a picky eater and have no interest in a bad-tempered black swan like you. You can rest assured about that!"

"court death!"

The woman's eyebrows raised when she heard that, and she raised the only remaining double-edged sword in her hand and was about to chop at the young man, aiming directly at his lower body.

“Waaaaaaa! Murdering my husband!!”

The young man let out a strange cry, moved his feet, and immediately used his superb lightness skills to escape. He and the woman ran all over Qingliang Mountain, and at the same time attracted the attention of others.

"Wen Liang has made Sister Qingfeng angry again."

In a courtyard deeper in Qingliang Mountain, a girl dressed in green and holding a black iron spear retracted the spear tip that was thrust forward and said with a smile.

"Don't worry about them. According to Master, they are just a pair of bickering lovers. They will either be together or become enemies. It all depends on their choice."

The person who spoke was also a young girl, but she was wearing a Confucian robe. She was sitting on a stone bench with a smile on her face, holding a black piece in her hand, and playing chess with herself.

Although her appearance is not stunning, she is still pretty. Her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and there is a scholarly air between her brows. At first glance, she is a talented woman who is well-read in poetry and books.

Wang Qingxuan, Ye Qingmei.

I guess no one can recognize these two names, but if we mention Blue Bird and Xu Wei Bear, I believe that friends who have seen Snow in the Snow will be familiar with them.

As the saying goes, a single move can affect the entire body. Because Wu Xian forcibly interfered with the plot, Xu Xiao and his Beiliang Army were destroyed. Ye Baikui did not die miserably on the battlefield, and his daughter naturally did not have to serve her enemies as a death servant. Instead, as the beloved daughter of the Military Saint, she became Wu Xian's disciple and his eldest disciple.

The same goes for Wang Qingxuan. She was the only daughter of the Gun Immortal Wang Xiu. After Chen Zhibao killed Wang Xiu, Xu Xiao placed her next to Wu Su and trained her as a Deadpool.

Later, during the White Clothes Case, Wang Qingxuan, who was only three years old, was also brought to Tai'an City. After being discovered by Wu Xian, she was naturally taken to the palace for care and her original name was restored.

"Sister Qingmei."

Wang Qingxuan couldn't help but smile when she heard what Ye Qingmei had said before. Then she thought of something and looked somewhere with some worry. She whispered, "It's been more than seven months. How long do you think Master will remain in seclusion this time?"

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Has anyone read the latest one-man comic? I don’t quite understand the operation of Tongtian Lu. Readers who are smart enough can explain it to me.

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