Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

Fu Xuan's eyes remained calm: "It's alright, the extra amount will be deducted from Qing Que's salary."

"If you don't want to implicate Qingque, then compete properly."

Su Jinyan's eyes lit up: "Great! Can I admit defeat?"

"Money doesn't matter, I just want to see Qingque get her salary docked."

Yan Qing: “?”

Fu Xuan: "?"

Tingyun's eyes held a subtle expression. Oh dear, I hope my benefactor won't leave any psychological trauma on this child later.

……

Luofu, the martial arts training ground.

Yan Qing, with an imposing aura, coldly said, "Show me your sword. Today, let's settle this once and for all and see what you're capable of."

A mysterious smile played on Su Jinyan's lips:

“Young brother Yanqing, as your senior, I can let you draw your sword first.”

Yan Qing: “?”

Why is this guy so infuriating?

Yan Qing's eyes grew cold, and his aura surged: "The sword follows my heart!"

A resounding sword cry echoed through the sky as several flying swords hovered high in the air, their sword intent extremely sharp, shooting towards Su Jinyan's location.

Su Jinyan remained calm and unhurried until the flying swords attacked him, then he murmured softly, "True Word: Shield".

A dazzling holy light instantly enveloped his body, deflecting all the incoming flying swords.

The dazzling sword light clashed repeatedly with the indestructible holy shield, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds that were quite pleasant to hear.

Yan Qing was taken aback, almost forgetting to control her flying sword. For a moment, the flying sword's attack slowed down: "What is that?"

Su Jinyan smiled without saying a word. [True Word: Shield] was one of his signature survival skills as a priest.

This skill is enough to protect him from high damage for fifteen seconds.

The limit of damage tolerance is the full-force attack that the Golden Gatekeeper of Wutai Mountain unleashes in an instant.

Resisting these flying swords was naturally a piece of cake.

Su Jinyan chuckled and walked forward: "Little brother, you didn't have any preconceived notions and imagine me to be a swordsman, did you?"

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Su Jinyan."

"He used to be a priest focused on saving lives, but now he is a minor diviner in the Tabuan."

Yan Qing's eyes narrowed, and he turned his flying sword back: "It seems I underestimated you. The probing ends here."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a violent, cold wind swept in, as if countless blades were slicing him to pieces.

If an ordinary person were to stand here, they would instantly be plunged into an extreme, icy hell.

They will be frozen into ice sculptures little by little by Yanqing's sword force, until they turn into dust.

However, I'm sorry, having [Advanced Cold Resistance] means you can be this carefree.

He didn't even need to hide; he just needed to put on an act, and with Yanqing's impulsive nature, he would take the bait.

Just then, the holy shield surrounding Su Jinyan began to dim and crack.

Su Jinyan's eyelids twitched, seemingly not expecting Yan Qing to unleash such a powerful sword aura.

"Damn, how is he so strong?"

Su Jinyan's expression changed drastically. He frantically chanted incantations to recast a shield for himself, as if he had lost his composure.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yanqing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his body suddenly erupted with a powerful sword aura.

Immediately, he strode over on his sword like a swallow soaring through the water.

"Take this! Ten Thousand Swords, Heavenly Descent!"

Chapter Twenty: Tingyun: This young lady is superior.

The sharp flying sword followed like a shadow.

Under Yanqing's command, the six flying swords seemed to transform into thousands of blades in an instant, whistling in with the cold wind.

The wind and snow filled the training ground, obscuring the figures of the two.

Yanqing couldn't help but smile with joy, certain that Su Jinyan would be defeated by his ultimate skill.

Upon hearing this move, the craftsmen of the Imperial Workshop knew that the outcome was already decided, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

Under such a fierce storm of sword energy, this guy not only did not flee, but stood still and waited patiently.

This guy is far too arrogant.

Did he not know what kind of sword genius he was facing?

We can only pray that Yanqing doesn't hurt him too badly, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the general later.

Fu Xuan parted his lips slightly: "The outcome is already decided."

Master Gongshu chuckled and said, "That's right."

"No matter how many times I watch it, young friend Yanqing's swordsmanship is always so pleasing to the eye."

"Fu Taibu, you should contact the physicians from the Dan Ding Division as soon as possible."

"To prevent any accidents from happening to that junior diviner in your Grand Divination Office."

Fu Xuan looked at him with confusion: "When did I say that Yanqing would win?"

Master Gongshu: "?"

Fu Xuan frowned and said, "Do you want me to explain it to you again?"

"Did Yanqing lose to Su Jinyan because he underestimated his opponent?"

Tingyun shook the bell and chuckled, "You learn from your mistakes."

"It's better to suffer a loss on the training ground than on the battlefield."

Master Gongshu looked completely bewildered: "What are you talking about?"

"This is clearly a huge advantage for young friend Yanqing. How could he possibly lose when the flying dragon is right in front of him?"

Just then, a series of loud collisions and friction sounds suddenly rang out in the training ground.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The violent collision was deafening.

The shield, which had been dull and cracked just moments before, suddenly shone with golden light, deflecting all the thousands of flying swords that came flying at them.

[Power Word: Shield (LV3) skill proficiency increased by 20, current proficiency 300/475.]

Yanqing's smile froze.

When exactly?

Su Jinyan raised her fingertip and aimed it at Yan Qing's forehead, instantly gathering a dense amount of shadow energy.

Even though Yanqing wanted to avoid it, he was powerless to do so.

Trying to forcefully stop the sword's momentum would only cause him to suffer a backlash.

The next moment, all the millions of flying swords shattered.

They then transformed into six dim flying swords, which fell to the ground one after another.

The blizzard that had caused the riots also dissipated at that moment.

Yanqing clutched her head in pain, forcing herself not to cry out.

[Skill proficiency in Mental Whip (LV5) increased by 10, current proficiency 1320/1320.]

[Mental Lash has been upgraded to LV6. New effect: When using Mental Lash on an enemy who is controlled by mind, it will cause them to forget the memory of being controlled.]

Yanqing's head was throbbing with pain.

It was as if Rong Momo had mastered the art of multiple shadow clones, creating thousands upon thousands of shadow clones that shouted in unison, "Will you confess or not?!"

This move is called Mind Flay, where the caster uses shadow energy to attack the target's mind.

This technique inflicts continuous mental damage over three seconds and is often used against physically strong but mentally fragile creatures.

If the enemy is already prepared, it is often not very effective.

However, it can be surprisingly effective when there is an information asymmetry, just like it is now.

Taking advantage of Yanqing's dazed state, Su Jinyan leaned forward and patted him on the shoulder: "You lost, little brother Yanqing."

"I...I actually lost..."

Yanqing's face showed bitterness. If he were on the battlefield, he would have met with misfortune by now.

He is diligent in his studies and has superb swordsmanship.