“So… Who exactly won?”
“You haven’t noticed yet? We lost!”
“No, mate, this is beyond me, I’m out.”
“d*mn it, let go of my hand!”
…
In various tones of jealousy, complexity, and broken defense.
Little Li finally could move again.
He lifted his head, only to see those cold eyes filled with obscurity; looking up, her face was as pale as frost-covered snow.
Amidst countless confusing words, Li Mo felt a sense of tranquility.
Did he hear someone’s heart beating faster than usual?
“Cough!”
An untimely cough echoed, it was Shangguan Wenchang.
Beautiful moments are always fleeting.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Li Mo awkwardly stood up.
His mind was in disarray.
What just happened?
Oh, he couldn’t stop himself and fell into Ying Bing’s arms.
Who could blame him when the aura hidden in Ice Chunk’s sword qi was too icy?
Li Mo thought, glancing at Ying Bing.
The girl did not look at him, if not for the lingering fragrance on her nose, it seemed like nothing had happened.
Little Li was sure of one thing.
The heart that suddenly beat faster just now was not his…
“If none of you were hurt…”
“As for the victory…”
Shangguan Wenchang’s gaze swept over the young man and woman, a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes, truly making things difficult for him.
“He/She won.”
Both spoke in unison.
Ying Bing talked about the bet.
Li Mo felt he shouldn’t gloat over his win.
Deep down, he indeed lost, but after falling into her embrace, Ice Chunk didn’t finish him off.
There was a clear gap in strength.
Unless he used the power of the world seed and the Panjiu Meteor Hammer, which even he couldn’t control completely, it wasn’t fully his yet.
After some thought, Li Mo continued:
“Our private bet is only relevant to us two.”
Seeing the sincerity in his tone and his lack of attachment to the title of chief disciple, Shangguan Wenchang nodded:
“In that case, Ying Bing will be the top winner of this martial arts assembly, the current chief.”
As the words fell.
Cheers erupted below the arena, and those on the high platform all stood up to congratulate them.
The top student of this generation, the future leader of the Qingyuan Sect, naturally needed their recognition.
Among the crowd.
The white-robed young man from the Fen Yu Lin had a burning gaze, then looked at Li Mo beside him with a hint of defiance.
The red-robed young man remained seated, but there was no more ease or carefree expression in his eyes, only an unyielding danger and contemplation.
On the arena.
“Yes.”
Ying Bing wasn’t too hung up on this title.
She and Li Mo both made it into the top three, that was enough.
Whether she was the chief of the Qingyuan Sect or not, it didn’t matter much. It wouldn’t affect the system’s ranking.
The system ranks prodigies without considering fame.
Shangguan Wenchang showed a helpless expression.
He knew Ying Bing’s character quite well; she truly had no distractions, perhaps that’s why she reached such a height that her peers found hard to match.
Two people qualified to be chief disciples, but neither showed interest. This was frustrating, but there was no solution.
With his hands behind his back, he declared loudly:
“The winners of this martial arts assembly will receive rewards.”
“The top three can enter the book pavilion to select a supreme skill, while other disciples will also receive rewards.”
“You have exceptional talents, and you will all become pillars of the sect in the future. Given the turbulent times ahead, I hope you continue to maintain your ambition.”
…
When it came to supreme skills.
Countless eyes turned toward the two who possessed Tian Shuang and Scarlet Dawn.
Rumors about these two swords had been circulating within the sect for a long time.
Was this rumor true or false?
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…
If these two obtained the corresponding sword techniques, the truth might finally come to light.
…
The martial arts assembly concluded.
That day, many changes occurred within the sect, and numerous rumors spread.
However, the days at the Qiushui Pavilion remained as usual.
Ke Mo hummed a tune while cooking in the kitchen, flipping the wok with a clatter. The stream flowing through the courtyard made a sound, the water seemed more spirited lately, making the peach blossoms by the stream bloom even more vividly.
A petal drifted with the wind, landing on the moving pages of a book, becoming a bookmark for the girl.
The book clearly read:
“Moonlight Sword Canon”
Next to it lay quietly:
“Sun Wheel Sword Canon”
“Dinner is ready.”
Ke Mo poked his head out of the kitchen.
Ying Bing got up to help bring food from the kitchen.
“Master, Master?”
Ke Mo patted the woman on the rocking chair, but she remained unmoved, leaving only a beautiful silhouette.
Little Ke thought she was asleep, so he walked around to face her.
But he saw her eyes silent, as if devoid of soul, mumbling to herself.
Listening closely, it sounded like she was saying: “My money… My money…”
Ke Mo: “…”
It seemed Master had gone bankrupt again, heartbroken.
This wasn’t his fault.
Little Ke knew how to handle this situation, he placed two jars of fine wine beside her, waiting for her to get drunk and wake up full of energy.
Having done everything, he returned to the table.
Eating while flipping through the sword canon.
This was his first time encountering a supreme skill, even though it was a low-grade one.
After a while, he sighed deeply.
Supreme skill sword methods are really difficult…
He felt like a middle school student doing college-level problems.
Is Ice Chunk…
“I finished reading.”
One copy of the “Moonlight Sword Canon” was suddenly thrust in front of him.
Meaning to exchange.
Ke Mo was speechless, since he wouldn’t learn it anytime soon, he handed over the sword technique.
After a while, Ying Bing’s soft voice sounded:
“Did you notice anything?”
“Hmm… I’ll review it in my room later.”
Ke Mo buried his head in eating.
He recognized the characters of the two sword techniques, but together, they felt so unfamiliar.
After eating, Ke Mo carried the two sword techniques, intending to return to his room.
Behind him, Ying Bing’s voice came:
“Don’t stay next to me tonight.”
“Preferably, further away.”
Huh?
Ke Mo was confused but nodded:
“Then I’ll sleep in my own room.”
Ying Bing raised her head, looking at the moon that hadn’t fully risen.
Today was the day the system would compare results.
Similarly, it was an inauspicious day, the peak of the lunar month.
Her physique would be particularly terrifying today, she could hardly control it, so she could only minimize the impact range.
Step—
The sound of a youth climbing the stairs echoed.
She couldn’t help but turn her gaze towards the figure ascending the stairs.
“That final move he used.”
“Was it also obtained through fate?”
“His talent doesn’t seem limited to just swordsmanship.”
Dispelling all distracting thoughts.
Ying Bing returned to her room, silently waiting for time to pass.
At this moment, nothing else mattered.
In this life, her experiences were slightly different, and many unexpected events had occurred.
The results wouldn’t change.
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