Li Mingru remained silent, his slightly intoxicated gaze always revealing a carefree demeanor.
Sometimes being defeated and learning a lesson is not necessarily a bad thing.
In the arena, the sparring had already begun, and once again, it was Lin Xiaolu who took the initiative.
That's just his personality, always believing in the principle of striking first to gain the advantage and suffering the consequences of striking later.
"Charge!" The young boy howled as he dashed straight towards Chen Nianyun, his fist raised high, his petite figure resembling a released cheetah.
Meanwhile, Chen Nianyun looked at the approaching figure in front of him and sighed softly with a touch of elegance, "You are no longer my match, so why be so persistent?"
Then, his gaze shifted slightly as he fiercely shook the hand holding the sword sheath... "Swish~"
A silver-white spirit sword flew out of its sheath, suspended straight in front of him. In the next moment, Chen Nianyun formed a sword gesture with his hand and the spirit sword shot out with a sharp whistling sound!
The children below watched in astonishment.
It appeared, the unique sword technique of the Spirit Sword lineage!
Yu Chuchu, with a nosebleed, looked at the flying sword on the stage and shouted, "Brother Nianyun, beat him up! Defeat Lin Xiaolu!"
On the high platform, the elders saw the unsheathed spirit sword, transformed into a silver-white streak of flowing light, and immediately understood that this sparring had reached its end.
The Dust-Sweeping Brush was no longer needed when the flying sword had already been deployed; it was something that ordinary mortals couldn't withstand.
Although Lin Xiaolu could be considered a martial prodigy, as Fang Wuxiu had said, in the end, he was still a mere mortal!
You possess an aura of unyielding toughness, like a rocky mountain that can withstand ordinary blades without harm, but you cannot withstand a flying sword!
Your figure is agile, your steps light, and your dodging speed is fast, but you are still not faster than a flying sword!
Regardless of which cultivation sect, a flying sword, a sword cultivator, is undoubtedly a formidable weapon!
In the face of such a formidable weapon, martial artists, their spirit, willpower, and efforts, all become nothing but a joke!
Li Mingru looked at the scene below and sighed.
"Whoosh!"
The lightning-fast flying sword was about to reach him, and Lin Xiaolu was taken aback. This thing was unexpectedly so fast!
He knew he couldn't dodge it, and even if he did, Chen Nianyun would probably control the flying sword to chase after him. In that case, he wouldn't be able to endure it anyway. Since that was the case, why not directly confront it head-on? So what if it's a flying sword? I won't let you fly!
As he looked at the sword blades on both sides, the silver-white flying sword with a smooth surface, while his body continued to move forward, he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Charge!"
The young boy's tender shout was extremely loud, attracting the attention of everyone present. And under the gaze of all, while his body advanced, facing the flying sword, he suddenly raised his right leg!
"Whoosh!"
The short legs of the eight-year-old boy stirred up a gust of wind, drawing a half-circle from bottom to top, lifting his leg straight over his head, and then fiercely chopping down towards the incoming flying sword!
"Crack!"
In the instant that the flying sword was about to pierce in front of Lin Xiaolu, he unexpectedly stepped on it with one foot, firmly landing on the stage!
"Oh my god!"
Everyone was startled!
Such an exaggerated scene left everyone wide-eyed, with the children in the audience, the elders on the high platform, and everyone else rising to their feet, gazing at the youth standing proudly on the flying sword. Their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time.
Li Yaoxi, in the audience, stared blankly at the scene before him.
Chen Nianyun's flying sword, even in the eyes of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage like him, was considered excellent. Yet, it was stepped on by Lin Xiaolu, a martial artist. This scene almost shattered his understanding of martial artists, and it was truly breathtaking!
On the high platform, the expression on Elder Zhao Xuanyi's face had become extremely unsightly, and even Fang Wuxiu, who had always remained composed, started to darken.
At this moment, all the elders of the Nine Infants Sect, such as Tong Yao, Yang Shen, Can Yue, Luo Men, Fu Lu, and Yao Yuan, were all greatly shocked.
They would never have imagined that Lin Xiaolu not only caught the flying sword but also did so in such a domineering manner!
Li Mingru held a gourd of wine, looked at the situation below, and silently continued to drink.
"Li Mingru, what kind of monster did you raise?" Ye Qingluan's beautiful eyes were filled with shock, and she felt that even the bananas in her hands no longer tasted good.
Li Mingru's gaze was profound as he looked at the young man below and slowly said, "Rather than saying I raised him, it's more accurate to say that this child has an extraordinary talent."
"Talent?" Ye Qingluan's face was puzzled. "This child can't even cultivate immortality, so where does his talent come from?"
Li Mingru smiled and said, "Who said that only cultivating immortality can be called talent? Effort... is also a kind of talent."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingluan's face froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes flickered a few times, and then she looked back at the competition in the field.
At this moment, Chen Nianyun felt extreme horror in his heart. He kept trembling his right hand, which held the sword seal, constantly trying to control the flying sword to retract, but he couldn't control it at all.
The spirit sword under the youth's feet kept trembling, but it was firmly stepped on by him and couldn't move at all.
Chen Nianyun panicked. If he couldn't retrieve his spirit sword, how could he fight against Lin Xiaolu?
He wouldn't be able to display the Dust-Brushing Snow in that case!
In the arena, the youth stepped on the flying sword and arrogantly said while hugging his arms, "Chen Nianyun, do you yield? Haha, your father is still your father after all!"
Chen Nianyun was sweating profusely, wanting to retrieve his spirit sword, but Lin Xiaolu saw that the spirit sword under his feet was misbehaving and immediately jumped in place.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In the arena, the youth kept jumping in place, violently stomping on the spirit sword. Every time he jumped, the spirit sword would immediately fly up, but as soon as it flew up, it would be stomped down by Lin Xiaolu, and this cycle repeated over and over again, being stomped on repeatedly.
While stomping, Lin Xiaolu also cursed, "I'll make you fly, make you show off, make you awesome, make your style higher than mine..."
This scene left everyone completely bewildered.
"Sister, this sword looks so pitiful," Xiao Yuer said with big blinking eyes from below the stage. "I feel like it's being played to death by my brother."
Li Miaoxin also chuckled and sighed. The scene on the stage right now really looked like a situation where a mischievous child was bullying a spirit sword.
In the end, Lin Xiaolu abruptly lifted her leg, deliberately letting go of the Spirit Sword. Then, in the instant when Chen Nianyun was about to retrieve it, she grabbed the hilt of the sword, preventing it from flying away.
"Ying ying ying ying~" The Spirit Sword trembled incessantly but was firmly held by the mischievous child, unable to escape.
"Hehehe~" The boy held onto the Spirit Sword, revealing a mischievous smile.
"Lin Xiaolu, you, you let go quickly!" Chen Nianyun, drenched in sweat, angrily demanded.
"I caught this damn treasure sword with my own ability, why should I let go?" After saying that, Lin Xiaolu firmly held the sword that continued to tremble and shouted as she forcefully plunged it into the ground!
"Crack!"
The silver-white Spirit Sword directly pierced several inches into the Hanbai Jade platform. After Lin Xiaolu inserted it into the platform, she held it with one hand to prevent it from flying away. With her other hand, she took out a brick from her pocket and ruthlessly slapped it onto the end of the sword's hilt!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
