Snap—

The body shivered slightly.

Immediately, he flashed to widen the distance, twisting his body forcefully, spinning in midair like a top, using this method to both maintain a safe distance and mitigate the force.

After spinning five or six times, he landed steadily, his center of gravity unchanged, but his arm still burned with a fiery sensation. The thin, flexible willow stick was practically no different from a weapon, but he had no time to think.

Noticing a gust of wind coming at him, the man didn't even have time to see what was in front of him before he instinctively gripped his spear and thrust it forward.

Thud!

A dull sound resounded.

The long blade was less than three inches from Liu Xianzi's fair and handsome face before coming to a steady stop, unable to advance further.

His whole body was stiff in place, not because Gu Miyun, the top disciple of the third generation, went easy on him, but because the spear in his hand could only extend to this extent.

Liu Xianzi, with a slender figure, sidestepped, bending both legs and leaning to the side, using this angle of attack to avoid the blade that aimed at his face, and simultaneously press the willow stick directly against the Yuan Acupoint under his arm.

Many people would question why when facing off, one could be controlled, unable to move. The current scene was a textbook example.

Theoretically, if Gu Miyun just forcefully swung down the spear in his hand or released it, it could present a significant threat to Liu Tangxi, but the issue was...

He couldn't even release his grip.

The impact on the acupoint caused the flow of Qi and Spiritual Energy, even his Divine Soul, to freeze for an instant, while even the air fell silent, his Protective Gang Qi being directly shattered, and the weak spot hit precisely, not giving him time to protect his underarm.

The disciples hiding in the surrounding corners watching all gasped in shock.

No one dared to gloat.

Oh, except for Yan Fengchun.

Others were there to learn, while he was truly there for the spectacle, almost applauding. He clearly remembered the last time Gu Miyun stirred trouble between couples.

"Ah..."

The body didn't move; now his mind was very clear, trying to flip his wrist to strike down, but his body was completely out of his control, the spear still tightly gripped in his hand, yet his right arm had long since lost sensation, rendering the entire right half of his body completely numb from the strike.

Maintaining this posture for at least ten seconds, Liu Tangxi finally exerted a little force, nudging Gu Miyun's underarm lightly with a push.

Staggering backward ten steps before barely standing firm.

"Too slow to react."

"Your martial skills are not only inferior to my junior apprentice brother but also to my newly inducted junior apprentice sister."

"Both of them can handle this."

It began.

This was Liu Tangxi.

No, it should be said this was the style of Swordmaster Peak.

Extremely protective of their own.

In life-and-death and prosperity, if you, among your peers, cannot defeat others, it's your own incompetence—those were indeed the original words of Liu Xianzi, but the problem was—

For someone who has cultivated for thirty couple of years to bully one who has cultivated for three years, isn't that a bit too much?

In a sparring match between sects, my junior apprentice brother was almost crippled, couldn't you just delay a little longer, win easily, but you insisted on going head-to-head, even revealing a Nascent Soul mid-grade trump card, and in the end almost had his head split open by the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

If it wasn't for me quickly pulling him out, he might have been finished in your hands, and you call that sparring between the two of you? In the end, you tormented my junior apprentice brother into that half-dead shape.

So, me, a person who has cultivated for one hundred and thirty couple of years bullying someone who has cultivated for thirty couple of years...

Isn't too much, is it?

Usually, when I have nothing to do, I drag my junior apprentice brother out and beat him up; now that my punching bag has been beaten paralyzed by you, I can only use you as my new punching bag.

No problem, right?

No answer was possible.

No complaints could be expressed.

Now Gu Miyun not only had to endure physical torment but also face mental attacks. It was usually Jiang Feng who played such roles, secretly mocking others outside, but clearly, Liu Tangxi had learned the essence from someone.

Tilting her chin.

"Again."

"Even standing as punishment counts as time."

His face full of bitterness, he now regretted why he initially went to Swordmaster Peak to cause trouble, why he had to force that guy to reveal all his trump cards—originally, it was to see what level that guy was, not just out of his curiosity, but also for his grandfather and elders' curiosity.

The elders could all tell Jiang Feng was hiding something, all curious about what kind of prodigy the future successor of Swordmaster Peak would be.

Who could have guessed that the guy could be this mad?

He admitted that as he fought further, he got somewhat carried away, a bit irrational, mainly because it was rare to encounter such a worthy opponent that it exhilarated him, if he had been rational enough, then when Jiang Feng unleashed his final Sword Qi, he should have fallen back; because at that point he knew Jiang Feng's body had already reached its limit.

But seeing the opponent take out a Magic Treasure, he was excited and expectant, curious to see what the other was up to; the result...

Heh heh.

It was gunpowder.

If it weren't for him pulling out the sect's bestowed Purple Gold Alms Bowl, the one lying on the ground would have been him.

Swoosh—

Flicking the branch in his hand, though it was only chopstick-thick, at the moment it was no different from a long sword, a true crushing in terms of realm.

Like an adult swinging a hand could pin and beat a child holding a divine weapon to the ground.

Throughout the whole duel, Liu Tangxi hadn't used any cultivation power, nor any physical overpowering, relying solely on skill and experience to thrash Gu Miyun, a beating from which he could not defend himself.

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