Borrowing a sword

Chapter 134: Destroy flowers with ruthless hands
The Preface to "The Locust Tree" is somewhat misogynistic.

He was truly ruthless and merciless towards Shen Miaoyun of the Illusionary Spirit Sect.

Last time, we defeated Lang Yue, the Chengdu heartthrob; today, we'll defeat this pure and innocent girl in the same way.

How can sparring with all your might not be a form of respect for women?

——Go away!
Shen Miaoyun lay on the ground, looking up at the sky, just like Lang Yue had that day.

She still can't understand why her erotic fantasies have no effect on Chu Huaixu whatsoever.

This man was actually the legendary gentleman who could remain unmoved by a woman's advances?
She came from the Illusionary Spirit Sect, so how could she not know the depravity of those scoundrels?
Many senior brothers in the sect would ask their partners to use erotic illusions during dual cultivation to enhance the experience.

She felt radiant with Chu Huaixu's personal charm.

To be honest, Shen Miaoyun knew that she was definitely not a prodigy in the entire Eastern Continent.

But as a top genius in a small town, she also has her own pride.

She didn't think anyone could break her illusion in an instant; it would definitely have some impact.

"But how could he pinpoint my location so precisely within the illusion?" Shen Miaoyun found it unbelievable.

In the erotic fantasy I just experienced, the scenes on both sides were incredibly erotic.

On the left, three women were playing on top of each other, their three plump buttocks stacked together, one on top of the other.

Shen Miaoyun hid behind San Tun.

She was waiting for Chu Huaixu to get close, so that when he was "unable to extricate himself," she could launch a sneak attack and decide the outcome in one blow!

However, what she received was a merciless iron fist.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chu Huaixu turned and stepped off the stage.

As usual, he walked over to Shen Miaoyun's side, displaying the demeanor of a Taoist disciple, and asked, "Are you alright?"

She shook her head, then nodded.

"A very impressive illusion. If I have the chance, I'll come back to learn from you again." He said politely.

Shen Miaoyun felt that this figure was deeply imprinted in her heart.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chu Huaixu led Han Shuangjiang away from the place.

The large ice block looked at him with some curiosity and asked, "What kind of illusion did she just cast?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" he asked with a playful smile.

"Hmm? Is it some kind of weird one?" Han Shuangjiang asked, even more curious.

"But you're the one who told me to say that," Chu Huaixu said, putting on his armor.

He began to give Han Shuangjiang a brief description of everything he had seen.

I didn't go into too much detail; I'll stop here.

It's okay to tease her, but don't go too far.

To everyone's surprise, the large ice block simply gave a cold "oh".

The reason she was in such a state of chaos in the Cold Pool Secret Realm and the Annual Ring Secret Realm was because she had personal contact with men.

A theoretically-driven, fully-trained young woman who has never experienced anything will definitely feel ashamed and embarrassed when she tries to do it herself.

But if you only describe the scenes in the illusion...
In the world of "Red Sleeve Pavilion" and "Joyful Sect", this kind of scene is hardly anything special.
Don't make your sister Han laugh at such a trivial matter!
The second round of the East Continent Grand Competition will be held over three days.

In the second round, Han Shuangjiang encountered a disciple from Chunqiu Mountain.

This time, Xu Ziqing was assigned to a Taoist senior sister.

Both of them successfully passed the test.

However, Han Shuangjiang won easily, while Xu Ziqing struggled a bit due to the difference in their cultivation levels.

When it came to the third round of the draw, Chu Huaixu's luck was still incredibly good, and he still didn't encounter any of the geniuses from the four major sects.

His opponent came from Wuyou Valley, a first-rate sect, much stronger than a second-rate sect like Luoxia Sect.

Lang Yue still came to watch and exchange ideas.

But he had mixed feelings.

He eagerly awaited the day when Chu Huaixu would use his magic, so that he could see for himself.

They also hoped that he could win a few more rounds by relying on his martial arts skills.

Is Chu Huaixu playing a game to save face for himself?
Not entirely!
How can this not be considered saving face for my Lang Yue!

I must say, the prodigies of Wuyou Valley are indeed much stronger.

Chu Huaixu ended the battle only after striking out with three palms.

Now, he has become famous, and many people come to watch him compete, making him just as popular as Han Shuangjiang.

There's no way around it; it involves both physical cultivation and mortal martial arts. We still can't see how strong its true power is, but the hype is definitely off the charts!
Today, we are once again met with shock and speechlessness.

"So he only knows one move in his palm technique?"

"They've been using the same palm strike over and over again!"

"Interesting, interesting. Could this also be considered a unique way to defeat the enemy with a single move?"

In the arena battle, Chu Huaixu was constantly wielding the Eight Desolate Dragon! The Eight Desolate Dragon!
What "Jili Gulu Bagua Palm"? Only learn one move, don't learn more!

Lang Yue watched as the prodigies of the top sects were defeated. Although they were more resilient than him, he still felt extremely satisfied!
The first strike had already severely injured the opponent, but it was the last gasp of his strength.

He now stays at the Taoist temple at his own expense, feeling that "it was all worth the money!"

The prestige of my Luoxia Sect Langyue is still rising!
And at this moment, he finally understood why Chu Huaixu had said those words to him that day.

Lang Yue no longer felt that using Jianghu martial arts was an insult to him.

"With Fellow Daoist Chu's strength, if he were to use magic, I would definitely be seriously injured and would need to recuperate for at least half a month."

Isn't this a kind of generosity and kindness, a kind of gentleness towards fellow believers and comrades?
Lang Yue is almost becoming a fan of Chu Huaixu.

What's even more ridiculous is that he unexpectedly discovered today that Shen Miaoyun of the Illusionary Spirit Sect hadn't left the Daoist sect either, and had also come to watch the competition.
The team is still growing.

Inside the inner gate, in an elegant courtyard.

Situ Cheng, one of the Four Divine Swords, is drinking.

He had only three loves in his life. His first love was swords, his second love was comparing himself with his senior brother, the Sword Master, and his third love was fine wine.

He, Situ Cheng, was known as a master of both swordsmanship and wine, and could drink a thousand cups of wine without getting drunk. He had never met a cultivator who could drink more spirit wine than him.

Every time he sparred with the Sword Master and lost, he would invite him for drinks that very night and then get his revenge at the dinner table.

Inside the courtyard, several disciples of the Sword Sect were practicing their swordsmanship.

Geng Tianhe, who was most favored by Situ Cheng, was also among them.

He had already stepped halfway into the realm of the Great River Sword Intent; when the sword energy surged, it was as if a rushing river was rushing towards him.

In the past, when Situ Cheng watched him wield a sword, his eyes would show undisguised admiration, and he would repeatedly think to himself, "This boy is like me!"

But today was different. Chu Yinyin's boastful words in the main hall that day began to circulate repeatedly in his mind.

"The Daoist sect actually has two outer disciples who have already comprehended sword intent?"

He couldn't help but call Geng Tianhe to his side.

"Elder Situ," Geng Tianhe bowed respectfully.

He was of average height, with a sickly pale complexion and a temperament that leaned towards feminine yet decisive, but unlike Xu Ziqing, who had a masculine appearance.

Situ Cheng looked at him and said, "There are two disciples of the Daoist sect. If you encounter them, you should be careful. Moreover, both of them are sword cultivators."

"Oh?" Geng Tianhe was quite surprised.

How could a sword cultivator from the Daoist sect be so important to Elder Situ?
Situ Cheng continued, "These two are a man and a woman. The man's name is Chu Huaixu, and the woman's name is Han Shuangjiang."

"If you encounter these two in the training grounds, you may wish to keep an eye on them."

He knew that Geng Tianhe was proud, even arrogant, after all, he was the most outstanding among the disciples of the Sword Sect.

His overall strength is far ahead of others, and the Sword Sect is also grooming him to be one of the four future divine swords.

Geng Tianhe has every reason to be proud.

Therefore, he wouldn't have many distracting thoughts in his mind during the early rounds, such as asking about others.

He only needs to focus on his cultivation, and he can defeat his enemy with a single sword strike.

Therefore, Situ Cheng felt it necessary to mention it to him.

But he didn't mention that the two had already grasped the essence of swordsmanship.

He wanted Geng Tianhe to see it with his own eyes and be shocked on the spot!
“In this way, we can temper his heart toward the Dao. Perhaps by putting some pressure on him, he can have an epiphany soon.” This is what Situ Cheng thought.

Geng Tianhe silently memorized the two names and respectfully said, "Elder, this disciple will pay close attention at the martial arts arena."

He wanted to see what kind of sword cultivator could be mentioned by the Four Divine Swords!

Coincidentally, a similar scene also occurred in two other elegant courtyards.

Mei Chuxue of Chunqiu Mountain and Teng Lingyi of Luotian Valley were both instructing their juniors to keep a close eye on Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang.

The path of spiritual practice is long; taking the first step doesn't mean you'll always be ahead.

These are truly top-tier geniuses; they might have an epiphany overnight, undergoing a transformation and catching up directly!
In their own life stories, they are also dazzling protagonists! Breakthroughs on the spot are commonplace for them!
Therefore, Kui Muquan and Zhao Xinghan both remembered these two names and planned to go and observe the fourth round of the competition.

However, they were both a little confused.

They had occasionally overheard the Taoist disciples gossiping before. Among this generation of disciples, weren't the most talked-about ones Chang Le and Ji Sikong?

"Where did Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang come from?"

Before the fourth round of the competition, Chu Huaixu made a special trip to the casino again, trying to find his name on the betting list.

As it turned out, after searching for a long time, he found Han Shuangjiang instead!
"No! Are you sick?!" he thought angrily.

As soon as he entered the casino, a large number of outer disciples greeted him, making him appear like a prominent figure.

But he wasn't among the favorites to win!
"Are you looking down on us body cultivators! Are you looking down on us!" He was furious.

But that makes sense, considering that none of the opponents Chu Huaixu encountered along the way were particularly strong.

Anyone among the favorites to win could easily win the battle.

Moreover, in everyone's eyes, his natal spiritual weapon is nothing more than the black robe he wears, a mere mid-grade spiritual weapon.

In addition, he is still a crude physical cultivator. In the later stages of the battle, how can he fight against those peerless geniuses who have a variety of tricks up their sleeves?

Their fancy maneuvers can leave you completely bewildered.

Some self-proclaimed clever contestants even believed they had figured out Chu Huaixu's tactics.

"He is a body cultivator, so he has fewer magical techniques and weaker spiritual weapons. That's why he has always used martial arts from the Jianghu and regards magical techniques as his trump card and killing move."

"He has too few cards in his hand!"

If one is wealthy, why would one need to do this?
Moreover, his cultivation level is only at the fourth level of the first realm.
Admittedly, his physical strength is extraordinary, stronger than many body cultivators at the first stage of the Great Perfection realm. It's unknown how he achieved this.

But regardless of whether it's him or Xu Ziqing, the overall rating given by everyone is not very high.

As for why the big ice block appeared on the list, it's because her cultivation level is at the eighth level of the first realm, and she has a super-grade spiritual sword called [Partridge Sky], which makes her look very strong!
"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!" Chu Huaixu roared inwardly.

He couldn't stand his wife, the little housekeeper, behaving arrogantly towards him!

In the East Continent Grand Competition, the first "villain who jumps out and mocks" that Lao Tzu encountered was actually this casino!

Chu Huaixu's fighting spirit was unusually high.

This time, however, his luck in the draw wasn't as good as before.

His opponent this time is named Ding Bolin.

He was one of the first 20 people who could be bet at the casino, and he was listed on the first edition of Chu Huaixu's "Kill List".

—The list has now been updated to its fourth version.

On the day of the competition, Ding Bolin was the first to take the stage.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that eccentric junior brother who had recently become very famous climb onto the stage.

Then, she gave him a sinister smile.

Chu Huaixu grinned widely, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

(End of this chapter)