Chapter 68

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Chapter 68: The Spark of the Prairie Knife, two updates, a good novel: Floating Life.

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"The third match, Yang Miao..." The middle-aged steward of Yunyang Sect took out two jade tokens from a small box and glanced at the four people below, saying, "Luo Jin."

"Really bad luck." Lu Shaoyou's face darkened. This was really unfortunate. Wang Guang was at the ninth level of Warrior, while he was only at the fourth level. The difference was too great. A single level was a huge gap, let alone a difference of five levels. Other readers are currently reading: My Girlfriend Is a Thief, full text reading.

"Looks like I won't have the chance to properly compete with you, this three-attribute martial artist." Yang Miao said to Lu Shaoyou, then her well-proportioned figure gracefully leaped onto the stone platform.

Luo Jin looked helpless and also leaped onto the stone platform. This was his best luck. At least on the surface, facing Yang Miao was better than facing Wang Guang of the Wang family or Lu Shaoyou of the Lu family.

Below the stone platform, only Lu Shaoyou and Wang Guang remained. Lu Dong, Lu Wushuang, Lu Xi, and others also showed a slight change in expression. Although they knew Lu Shaoyou was extraordinary, the difference of six levels was too great. In their eyes, Lu Shaoyou was still only a third-level Warrior, hiding one level of strength.

Only Zhao Hui and Lu Shaohu smiled at this, and even Zhou Lixing, Lu Nan, and Zhou Haiming showed a faint sneer, waiting to see Lu Shaoyou's defeat.

"Luo Jin, you are only a second-level Warrior. You are not my match, surrender." Yang Miao, dressed in a tight outfit, looked at Luo Jin and said.

"Whether I am your match or not, we need to fight to find out. Even if I am not your match, the Luo family does not have cowards who surrender." Luo Jin said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the patriarch of the Luo family on the judges' stand smiled slightly, very satisfied, and it also earned him some goodwill from the onlookers.

"Alright, then I'll let you make the first move." Yang Miao pouted her red lips and said.

"I won't be polite then." As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Jin knew his strength was weaker, so he did not hold back. He leaped, and a surge of red true qi burst out from his body.

In the air, Luo Jin formed a hand seal, and a half-meter-long curved sword appeared in his hand. The blade glowed with a dark red light, and a groove ran along the tip, emitting a cold light. This sword was clearly not an ordinary weapon.

The curved sword drew an arc and then slashed through the air, rushing towards Yang Miao. A good novel: Do Not Love Without Permission, txt download.

"Good move." Yang Miao giggled, formed a hand seal, and a red-sheathed long sword appeared in her hand. The sword was quickly unsheathed and spun in her hand, creating several sword shadows that formed dazzling arcs, like a flexible and venomous snake, blocking Luo Jin's curved sword.

The sword and knife clashed in the air, so fast that it was dazzling. The two figures separated, and Luo Jin's face was already pale. The curved sword lightly slashed, and a faint spark burst out, carrying a cold light, slashing towards Yang Miao again.

"Whoosh..."

Yang Miao's body leaped, true qi suddenly burst out, and her figure turned into a blurry shadow, dashing towards Luo Jin at lightning speed. At the same time, true qi poured into her long sword, and a flame appeared, the sword light cutting through the air, fiercely chopping towards Luo Jin.

Luo Jin's expression did not change. Knowing his strength was lower, he could not gain any advantage by resisting Yang Miao. He instantly stepped on the ground, and true qi burst out from his feet, making his figure retreat a few steps as if by teleportation. The curved sword slashed horizontally, a powerful force carrying a hint of scorching flame, forming a faint circle of firelight in the air, with a sharp whistling sound.

Yang Miao's body sidestepped, and she quickly formed a hand seal. The long sword suddenly changed direction, creating a sword shadow, and fire-attribute true qi shot out, enveloping the entire space, covering Luo Jin.

"Clang, clang..." In a flash of sparks, the two figures retreated. Luo Jin was clearly at a disadvantage, his figure staggering backward.

"Again." Yang Miao, not letting up, retreated, the tip of her sword embedding into the stone platform, leaving a mark to stabilize her body. Then, she stepped on the ground, her figure leaping again, flipping in mid-air, and her feet kicking upward like a hunting eagle, dashing straight at Luo Jin's head. Her long sword created several sword shadows, and the temperature of the entire space rapidly increased.

"Head of the Yang family, your daughter is extraordinary, with extremely strong talent. Her use of martial techniques is also superb and controlled. This is no less important than talent," the white-browed elder of Yunyang Sect could not help but praise, looking at the two figures on the stone platform. Sometimes, the reaction ability in intense battles is as important as innate talent. Any strong person is not just made by cultivation; only through countless intense battles can a true strong person be forged.

"Of course, I will rely on the white-browed elder to cultivate her more." Yang Xiangfeng smiled and said, naturally very satisfied with his daughter's performance.

"That's natural. With your daughter's talent and performance, it won't be difficult for her to stand out in Yunyang Sect. There is a great chance for her to become a personal disciple." The white-browed elder smiled, saying that a dual-attribute martial artist, if there were no accidents, would almost certainly become a personal disciple of Yunyang Sect.

Lu Shaoyou was also watching the battle on the platform, but his mind was thinking about how to deal with Wang Guang. The difference in strength was too great. It seemed he would have to find an opportunity to catch him off guard, just like he did with Zhou Haiming.

The battle on the stone platform had become intense, with the two figures continuously clashing. Slowly, Luo Jin was being forced to the edge of the platform.

"Spark of the Prairie Knife." Luo Jin shouted, and his true qi suddenly burst out, forming a fiery glow around his body. The knife light grew, and the curved sword spun in front of him like a fan blade, quickly forming a circular fiery knife ball, causing the surrounding air to turn into white mist and dissipate.

As the fiery ball was released, it rushed towards Yang Miao. Luo Jin's face was already pale. The Spark of the Prairie Knife was powerful, but it also consumed a large amount of true qi. He would not use his trump card unless it was the last resort.

"Flame Shadow Sword." Yang Miao shouted, not daring to be careless under Luo Jin's Spark of the Prairie Knife. True qi surged from her hand, and a scorching aura enveloped the stone platform. Her long sword instantly created dozens of sword shadows, covering the space and entangling the fiery knife ball.

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