Chapter 191 Bloody Battle (a bit bloody)
Compared with Wei Xi's "tragic" performance, Lin Qinlan could be said to be eager to step onto the ring.

Seeing Wei Xi's lifeless face, Lin Qinlan couldn't hide the smile on her face.

However, the enemy was so demoralized that it was pointless for her to fight them. So Lin Qinlan sneered, "Why, weren't you so energetic yesterday? You relied on Qin Feng and barked non-stop, but now that you've lost your support, your face has fallen... You're so useless!"

Wei Xi, with a gloomy look: ...Is this person okay?

Wei Xi didn't plan to use his mouth to attack today, so he just raised his hand and shot a crossbow arrow.

"He does have some courage," Lin Qinlan dodged sideways, "but he lacks accuracy. What a useless bastard from a useless sect!"

"You talk too much." Wei Xi said this, and without waiting for the other party to get angry, he flipped his hand and put a pill into his throat.

Wei Xi, who took the Lanxidan, disappeared in front of Lin Qinlan.

This Lanxidan was a reward from a sect elder to Wei Xi when she was working for Zheng Duo. She originally wanted to cash it out after the competition, but it turned out to be the key to today's battle plan.

It was a pity that he did not have the life-saving assassination skill [Entering the Painting]. Wei Xi, who was in invisible state, shook his head. Even if he had a Qi-refining cultivator, it would not be appropriate to use it in public.

"The tiny Qingcheng Sect can actually afford to use hidden elixirs," Lin Qinlan sneered, "I underestimated you! Don't you see how big this arena is? You've ruined all the good stuff!"

After saying this, Lin Qinlan, who was intent on teasing and intimidating Wei Xi, moved her feet, wanting to play cat and mouse on the limited arena.

In the end, she didn't move. When she looked down, she saw that the arrow that Lin Qinlan dodged had actually nailed the hem of her Taoist robe firmly to the ring. Moreover, vines spread from the arrow at some point and had silently wrapped around her ankle.

"Swoosh" and "Swoosh" were heard in succession, and arrows shot towards the distracted Lin Qinlan.

Lin Qinlan cut the arrow with a sword and threw a fireball to burn the vines.

Wei Xi, who was in invisible state, had a calm expression: the first arrow he shot was aimed at his opponent's Taoist robe, in order to prevent himself from dying suddenly at the beginning and to buy time to take the Lanxidan.

Who knew that Lin Qinlan would talk so much nonsense and give herself the opportunity to attack.

Despite not injuring his opponent, Wei Xi still tried to attack.

However, these are the only chances to shoot arrows. Any more will only expose your position.

Wei Xi was now incredibly calm, knowing full well that Lin Qinlan was going to enjoy torturing him today. He knew only by being cautious and keeping an eye out for flaws could he possibly win.

"Just a trifle, is this your true strength?" Lin Qinlan raised her voice, and her sharp voice forced the air above the ring.

Wei Xi, standing in the corner of the ring, strung the crossbow skillfully.

Lin Qinlan wanted to play tricks on Wei Xi, but she had to find Wei Xi's person first so that she could use all kinds of tricks.

After a little thought, Lin Qinlan grabbed the sword with one hand and began to make hand gestures with the other. Her hand gestures were not complicated, but the gestures were mostly inward, which looked a bit strange.

"Let me see, where are you hiding?" With this declaration, the ring began to tremble and a layer of gold powder seeped out of the ground.

Wei Xi couldn't fly, so this move directly exposed her position.

As for why gold powder was used, Lin Qinlan simply felt that a more luxurious material was needed.

Almost at the moment she discovered her opponent, Lin Qinlan's sword tip went straight for the shape outlined by the gold powder.

Wei Xi dodged the sword by leaning sideways, and at the same time crushed a mist talisman, and layers of mist enveloped the arena.

Wei Xi rolled to the other side in embarrassment and pulled the trigger. The arrow did not miss and pierced the opponent's right arm due to the angle.

The distance is so close, if he can't shoot accurately, Wei Xi doesn't need to use the crossbow anymore, and can just go home to herd cattle.

I have to say that although Lin Qinlan has a bad temper, her combat skills are still good enough. She suddenly lost her vision and was injured, but she also swung a powerful sword.

Learning from the advanced experience of the rats, Wei Xi dodged whenever possible. A sword cultivator at the foundation building stage was no ordinary person, possessing astonishing strength. Anyone who didn't dodge would be a fool.

Yesterday, when Wei Xi had fought a cultivator of the same rank, her agility and flexibility had overwhelmed the other party. Now, when she fought Lin Qinlan, she realized the huge difference in their cultivation levels. The other party hadn't even used his full strength yet, but she was already struggling to dodge.

Not to mention, she could feel the spiritual power contained in the sword through the air, and her skin trembled.

Wei Xi frowned, the situation was more difficult than she had imagined.

The fog spell not only deprived the opponent of vision, but also restricted Wei Xi's sight. However, if Wei Xi removed the fog, the gold powder would turn him into a sitting duck. Wei Xi put the crossbow into his Qiankun bag, pulled out one of the arrows, and put it on his belt, then exchanged it for a short knife.

This dagger is of high quality. Wei Xi is not proficient in knife skills, and she can only swing it around randomly after buying it. This is something she learned while helping to chop wood at home.

Fortunately, she was not here to compete with Lin Qinlan in swordsmanship. Wei Xi's ears twitched, and he turned around to block the sword that was coming down with his right hand, and raised his left foot to kick it hard.

From the base of his palm to his forearm, Wei Xi's bones seemed to be shattered. A fishy and sweet taste got stuck in his throat and he almost vomited it out.

Fortunately, Wei Xi also heard the opponent's groan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: We are all cultivators, and physical strengthening does not depend on talent. I used 100% of my strength in that kick, which is enough to make her suffer!

In this situation, Wei Xi chose close combat, and the gap in their cultivation was narrowed by their physical strength.

Due to the interference of Lanxidan and the fog talisman, Lin Qinlan could not see her, but Wei Xi was able to judge the opponent's movements and position by capturing the opponent's voice and bloody smell.

When Wei Xi couldn't speak, his other sensory organs were relatively fully developed and exercised. Who says this is not an advantage?
The two men fought fiercely in the foggy arena, and in the blink of an eye, no less than twenty moves had passed.

Wei Xi even found the stagnation in Lin Qinlan's moves, and took the opportunity to chop Lin Qinlan's thigh, which angered his opponent. Lin Qinlan's moves became faster, and the afterimage of the sword flashed in the gradually dissipating mist.

Wei Xi, whose Qi Palace had been hollowed out, was exhausted. She could not feel the existence of her arms, but the spiritual energy remaining in her bones was running around, causing pain in her tendons and veins.

With a burst of force, the sword pierced into Wei Xi's lower abdomen. Lin Qinlan, who was blinded by anger, added a little more strength, and the one hole became two holes.

Wei Xi, who was stabbed, saw the somewhat crazy look of her opponent, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then the intense pain took over her brain, and her body began to spasm subconsciously.

"Hahaha," Lin Qinlan's laughter began to hit Wei Xi's eardrums, "Little ant, I caught you, didn't I?"

Satisfied, Lin Qinlan slowly drew out her sword and watched in the mist as the ignorant waste of the Qingcheng Sect struggled to get up.

Lin Qinlan was even happier. After seeing enough of Wei Xi's struggle, she kicked him on the wound on his lower abdomen and kicked him away.

Wei Xi flew out and hit the pillar of the ring. He felt a sharp pain in his back and something was bleeding in his chest. In his left ear, he heard Lin Qinlan's humiliation, and in his right ear, he heard Qin Feng and Lian Gou'e's anxious shouts.

Wei Xi repeated in his mind that he had to stay calm, his eyes fixed on Lin Qinlan, trying to control the spiritual power running around in his body and attach a layer of spiritual power to the dagger in his hand.

Looking down from above, Lin Qinlan touched the wound on her right arm and used the tip of her sword to draw a nine-square grid on Wei Xi's troubled forearm.

"Didn't you say yesterday that my swordsmanship was not good? I guess this way you can see it more carefully, right?"

Wei Xi looked at the other person coldly, and kept trying to form some spells with her left hand, but the spiritual energy in her bones was completely out of control. As she lost more blood, she felt her strength getting weaker and weaker.

Lin Qinlan seemed to suddenly remember something and pointed at Wei Xi's mouth with her sword. "You're really amazing. You didn't say a word? I want to see what your tongue looks like."

In order to appreciate the fear of her prey more closely, Lin Qinlan leaned over and raised her sword to pry open Wei Xi's mouth.

Wei Xi felt the spiritual power rushing around, and she concentrated her mind and just wanted to punch Lin Qinlan in the face with a fire fist.

Suddenly, Wei Xi grabbed an arrow in his left hand and stabbed it into Lin Qinlan's lower abdomen, exactly the same location as her wound.

"You still want..." Lin Qinlan's smile froze on her face, and she felt a stream of spiritual energy tearing open her lower abdomen.

"You talk too much nonsense!" Wei Xi, who had just broken through the Qi Refining stage, burst out with strength, grabbed Lin Qinlan's head, and stirred the poisoned arrow with his left hand.

Lin Qinlan wanted to struggle, but Wei Xi, who had obtained a breakthrough gift package, had abundant spiritual power, and with the special medicine from a senior brother, Lin Qinlan could not struggle at all.

Wei Xi held Lin Qinlan's head, forcing her to look at him. He shot the arrow upwards, injected spiritual power into it, broke her ribs, and placed the arrow against her beating heart.

"I'll teach you how to speak," Wei Xi said, word by word, his tone frighteningly cold. "Stay away from me when you see me. Watch your life!"

After saying that, Wei Xi pierced the other person's pulsating organ.

"Station number seven, Qingcheng Sect's Wei Xisheng!"

 ...I'm not a pervert...

  Lin Qinlan is a pervert. Wei Xi is not perverted enough, but her viciousness makes up for this part.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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