"Chi—"
Another bloody scar appeared on Xue Jianing's fair neck.
She stood in the wind, teetering on the edge, and could only half-open her eyes to look at Leng Luosha opposite her.
Although Leng Luosha was only three meters away from her at this time, the distance seemed to be a natural chasm.
This is the huge gap between ancient warriors and ancient Qi warriors!
"This blow will kill you!"
Leng Rakshasa shouted coldly and prepared to raise the Wind Demon Shadowless Fan again.
Judging from its momentum, this blow must not be as trivial as before, it must be a decisive move.
Xue Jianing looked exhausted and was covered in tears, as if she would collapse at any time.
"Ding! Automatically trigger the mastery-level teaching ability and improve the disciple's understanding ability."
Ye Hong's mind was shaken.
At the moment of life and death, Xue Jianing's mind suddenly became clear.
The key to [Qi] that Ye Hong told her in the past was now combined with the insights from today's competition, and inspiration kept pouring out of her mind like a torrent.
"It turns out that this is [qi]!"
Xue Jianing's round eyes opened angrily, and a dense aura emerged in her eyes.
At this time, Leng Luosha was holding the iron fan high proudly and did not notice anything unusual about Xue Jianing.
"There is a flaw, now!"
Xue Jianing folded her hands in a cross shape and aimed at Leng Luosha, who was several meters away.
The move Ye Hong taught her, which she had never been able to understand, was now able to use it naturally because she had a clear mind.
"Yewu Zhendian·Ye Yin."
A dense aura suddenly emerged from Xue Jianing's hand and wrapped around her palm.
"Cross kill!"
Xue Jianing shouted loudly, and the breath in her hand instantly melted into the air.
In the void, an ethereal transparent palm print faintly flashed.
"boom!"
A muffled sound came from Leng Luosha's chest.
She kept raising her fan and stared blankly at the huge wound on her chest.
Leng Luosha's chest was completely sunken, and the dent happened to look like a palm print.
The look in her eyes became darker and darker. She glanced at Xue Jianing feebly, and then turned to look at Ye Hong who was aside.
Ye Hong's eyebrows darkened slightly and he slowly took a sip of coffee.
"Yewu Zhendian. Amazing"
After Leng Luosha said the last words of his life, his body fell backward.
The iron fan fell heavily to the ground, hitting Leng Luosha's body that had no warmth.
Leng Luosha, the master of the Iron Sect of the ancient martial arts sect, died today at the hands of a woman who had just broken through to the realm of ancient Qi martial arts.
Perhaps Leng Luosha's fate was already doomed when she came to snatch the Xue Style Tai Chi books more than ten years ago.
One drink, one peck, has its own destiny.
Good deeds and evil deeds are rewarded, and the time has come!
Xue Jianing's face showed a hint of joy that a great revenge had been avenged, and then her body became unstable and her delicate body fell backwards.
A figure suddenly flashed behind her and caught her steadily.
"Master, my disciple didn't embarrass you, did he?"
Lying in Ye Hong's arms, Xue Jianing asked with a weak smile.
Ye Hong smiled and shook his head.
"Ding! The apprentice's realm has been broken through, and his teaching ability +1!"
"Ding! The apprentice defeated the powerful enemy, and his teaching ability +1!"
"Ding! The apprentice uses the moves taught by the host to defeat the enemy. The host teaches well and his teaching ability +1!"
"Ding! The host's self-created ancient Qi martial arts moves were successfully executed, martial arts creation ability +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."
"Ding! Trigger ability linkage, breath perception +1, martial arts +1"
(End of chapter)