Now that the other party has raised a challenge, can I still back down?

He represents the entire Qingcheng Sword Sect!

Song Qingsi was about to open her mouth to challenge, but she saw a figure blocking her face.

Wu Xiaode!

He sighed and looked at Song Qingsi with a complicated expression.

True.

Let Song Qingsi's Dao Heart be destroyed by the other party, and she can use "Extreme Hateful Fate".

But in that case, Song Qingsi would be finished.

Even if we have to win——

That's not how you win.

Losing is not the same.

"Junior sister."

Wu Xiaode cupped his hands and said, "Today I have a date with fellow Daoist Song, so don't come to make people annoying."

"I just request to compete with Master Song." Fu Caier said.

"There are a total of 309 monks from Fuyun Sect who learn swordsmanship. Everyone wants to compete with Taoist Fellow Song. What about my date with Fellow Taoist Song?"

Wu Xiaode continued expressionlessly:

"We have few opportunities to meet each other, but you are so indifferent and insist on wasting our time."

Fu Caier said seriously:

"Senior brother, what you said is wrong. We practitioners should search up and down, be brave and diligent, and ask questions, instead of just caring about love and love."

"snort."

Wu Xiaode snorted coldly, took Song Qingsi's hand, and said:

"It's your business to be single, don't say it so nicely."

He pulled Song Qingsi and turned around to leave.

Song Qingsi didn't move at first.

He then turned around and said, "What? Do you really want to fight with someone who is several levels below you? Will it embarrass your family?"

Song Qingsi blinked and suddenly woke up.

yes.

Fu Caier is just a golden elixir.

Even without using spiritual power, there is still a gap in the reaction and strength of the two sides.

If you fight her yourself, isn't it just bullying?

As soon as I thought of this, I let him pull me and walked in another direction.

Sudden changes occurred——

Countless translucent threads emerged from the void and quickly spread out in all directions.

Two lines of small bronze characters jumped out:

"The power of fate is at work."

"The fateful path you have led astray will soon be corrected."

The small letters stayed in mid-air.

Suddenly, a burst of loud laughter came to mind at the top of the steps.

Wu Xiaode looked up and saw Bai Zongmang leading the elders of each faction just walking out of the meeting hall.

Maybe he noticed the movement just now——

A leader smiled gently and said:

"It is common for monks of our generation to learn from each other and prove each other. It will probably not take much time for Master Song to teach the younger generation sword cultivation."

"That's right," Bai Zongmang also answered, "There is only friendship and no hostility between us and the Qingcheng Sword Sect. A fight is not a big deal."

"Qingsi," the previous head of the Qingcheng Sect said with a smile, "just have a spar with the disciples of the Fuyun Sect."

As soon as they spoke, other people around them nodded.

Everyone looked like they were watching a good show.

——At this moment, no one knows what will happen next.

The situation was like this, Song Qingsi glanced at Wu Xiaode apologetically, and could only respond:

"Then let's have a fight."

She held down the long sword at her waist, turned around and walked towards Fu Caier.

Fu Cai'er raised her sword happily.

Seeing that a battle that will be remembered in history is about to begin——

Wu Xiaode suddenly said:

"Sister Fu, you and I have known each other for many years and have a deep friendship. Today, senior brother, I want to ask you something."

"Senior brother, wait until I finish the fight." Fu Caier said.

"no!"

"You have collected from me 2,751 spiritual stones, a total of 126 pills, five magic weapons, two treasure clothes, and three Taoist secrets over the years—"

"I'm so good to you, but when I fall in love, you insist on making trouble."

"You are ungrateful."

A trace of murderous intent flashed across Fu Caier's face.

pity--

Today is the time to make a name for yourself!

Do you want to kill the fellow disciples who support your practice in front of all the sect leaders?

no!

——No matter how powerful your destiny magic is, you can’t correct yourself if you commit such a thing!

She hurriedly cupped her fists and said:

"Senior brother, please stop making trouble. Fairy Song and I are just competing."

"good!"

"Fellow Daoist Song is stronger than me, but you are weaker than me," Wu Xiaode immediately answered: "If you can defeat me with literary competition, then I won't stop you."

He jumped up and slapped Fu Caier.

Fu Cai'er had no choice but to accept the move.

Wenbi——

Both sides don't use spiritual power, they only talk about moves.

I hope this sword will make my senior brother wake up completely and stop doing such stupid things.

Sword and palm intersect.

A trace of blood mist flew into the air.

"Senior brother, accept."

Fu Caier said indifferently.

Wu Xiaode covered his hand and looked at the wound on his hand.

injured!

But it was just an injury.

No need to write a suicide note at all!

Because Fu Cai'er's plan is to defeat Song Qingsi in front of the heads of various factions in the world, and thus become famous in one battle.

So, in this literary competition that is like a warm-up, naturally we cannot go all out to kill our fellow disciples!

——"Extreme Hated Fate" is activated!
Chapter completed!