The next game was Yu Xunxue's competition, so Wenhao didn't enjoy the gentle countryside for long before Yu Xunxue went straight to participate in the competition.
Yu Xunxue's match was much more interesting than the "nonsense" of the little fat man and Wen Hao, and Zhou Qi was not as bad as Long Xiangtian thought, and even burst out with considerable strength, like a dark horse. However, Yu Xunxue's strength was also not ordinary, and he finally defeated Zhou Qi without any danger, but after defeating Zhou Qi, Yu Xunxue's complexion was obviously a little worse.
Even after Du Ruo announced Yu Xunxue's victory, Yu Xunxue coughed up a trace of blood in excitement, staining her white collar red. Wen Hao rushed over with a nervous look on his face, and checked Yu Xunxue's body with concern.
"Don't worry, I know my body. It's always like this. It's no big deal." Yu Xunxue saw Wenhao's concerned look and a hint of sweetness emerged in her heart.
Although Yu Xunxue said so, Wenhao was still worried and held Yu Xunxue's hand and asked her questions, and also fed her a pill. Yu Xunxue's delicate hand was wrapped by Wenhao, and a blush rose on her pale face, but she did not pull her hand out.
Long Xiangtian suddenly thought of Qing Ling, and found that she was pouting and looking at Yu Xunxue with jealousy. Qing Ling also noticed that Long Xiangtian was looking at her again, and then shouted to Long Xiangtian: "What are you looking at? Be careful or I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy."
After saying that, he snorted coldly and climbed onto the platform, not forgetting to look at Long Xiangtian with a provocative look.
Long Xiangtian shook his head helplessly. He did suffer misfortune because of Wenhao, but the girl's words did make Long Xiangtian angry. Although she was a woman, Long Xiangtian didn't mind teaching her a lesson.
Long Xiangtian jumped directly onto the platform with a calm look on his face, as if he didn't take Qing Ling seriously at all.
When Qing Ling saw that Long Xiangtian dared to be so arrogant, he angrily summoned a short horizontal sword and rushed towards Long Xiangtian.
Although Long Xiangtian killed Wei Xiuqi, Wei Xiuqi had already fought with him before, and Long Xiangtian had been dodging Wei Xiuqi's attacks with strange steps at the beginning, and was consuming his mysterious power.
This made many people sneer at Long Xiangtian's victory, thinking that Long Xiangtian's ability to kill Wei Xiuqi was not based on his real strength, including Qing Ling.
Qing Ling thought that Long Xiangtian only had a very mysterious footwork martial arts skill, and he was not afraid of Long Xiangtian's speed. He had his own way to deal with such people.
Qing Ling slashed at Long Xiangtian with a knife, and Long Xiangtian jumped back slightly, trying to use the length advantage of the Fang Tian Stick to limit Qing Ling's attack. However, just as Long Xiangtian was about to land, he suddenly felt a sense of danger from behind.
Long Xiangtian didn't hesitate at all. He smashed the Fang Tian Stick to the ground with one blow. He then used the power of the Fang Tian Stick to turn sideways and avoided the attack from behind.
It was only then that Long Xiangtian discovered what was behind him. It turned out to be two flying knives flashing with silver light. He thought that this must be Qing Ling's famous strange hidden weapon.
Long Xiangtian was secretly glad that he had entered the realm of enlightenment and had developed mental power. Even if he couldn't see behind him, his senses would be much more sensitive than before, otherwise he might have been injured by the sudden flying knife. At the same time, Long Xiangtian was inevitably a little surprised by Qing Ling's mysterious method. He didn't even see when Qing Ling made a move, and the flying knife appeared from behind him.
Seeing that Long Xiangtian had dodged her flying knife, Qing Ling used her short horizontal knife to entangle Long Xiangtian without any hesitation. She also knew that Long Xiangtian was very fast, so she took advantage of the fact that Long Xiangtian had just landed after jumping and had no chance to make the next move to entangle Long Xiangtian with the advantage of her short knife, and did not rush to use the hidden weapon.
Obviously, Qing Ling's strategy was indeed very successful. On the one hand, Long Xiangtian was dealing with Qing Ling, and on the other hand, he was always on guard against Qing Ling's hidden weapons that might be used at any time. He actually felt that he was at a disadvantage.
Zhang Yerong and the others were very anxious when they saw that Long Xiangtian was actually at a disadvantage, but they could not help much and could only secretly support Long Xiangtian.
At this time, Qing Ling was looking for the best opportunity to use his hidden weapon to defeat the enemy. Then he slashed with his sword, and Long Xiangtian leaned back to avoid it. Although his sword was easily avoided by Long Xiangtian, Qing Ling was happy in his heart.
With a turn of his hand, ten flying knives flew towards Long Xiangtian one after another. Each knives appeared in a different position of Long Xiangtian, locking every possible hiding position of Long Xiangtian.
Qing Ling smiled slightly. She was very confident in her skills. There was no way Long Xiangtian would be able to dodge from this angle.
But the next scene made Qing Ling open her mouth in surprise. She saw Long Xiangtian bounce up with his right hand on the ground, and waved his left hand in the air, and the ten flying knives actually appeared in Long Xiangtian's hand.
The people in the audience were shocked to see that Long Xiangtian could break Qing Ling's ten flying knives one by one so easily. They asked themselves that it would be good if they could dodge them in such a situation, so how could they possibly catch these flying knives as dense as rain
People had faced Qing Ling's formation of ten swords before, and they were all stabbed miserably and then automatically surrendered. This had never happened before.
The people watching below were laymen after all, but Qing Ling knew how difficult it was to catch her ten swords at the same time. Most people did not understand the technique she used to throw the ten swords, but she knew it clearly, because it was a martial art passed down from her ancestors - "Thousand Buddha Hands".
She has been practicing this martial art for nearly ten years, and now she can only throw ten flying knives at the same time along different trajectories. However, Long Xiangtian could see through each of her knives so easily, which made her a little unacceptable.
Not only would her ten knives appear around Long Xiangtian, but they would also stab towards Long Xiangtian along different trajectories. Logically speaking, apart from Qing Ling herself, it would be impossible for anyone else to understand the trajectories of those flying knives.
But what Qing Ling didn't know was that Long Xiangtian's cultivation was not at the Guanli realm, but at the Ruxuan realm. The spiritual sea produced by the Ruxuan realm could make Long Xiangtian's insight extremely strong. In Long Xiangtian's eyes, Qing Ling's flying knife became much slower. Coupled with Long Xiangtian's mysterious body shape and martial arts, he could naturally take Qing Ling's flying knife.
Therefore, it can be said that Qing Ling's flying knife is of little use to someone like Long Xiangtian who has entered the Profound Realm. If Qing Ling wants to hurt Long Xiangtian with a hidden weapon, then she herself must at least be in the Profound Realm.