Chapter 648

She did not know about the deal between Beimingzi and Su Xuan.

However, she was a smart person and also knew what kind of consequences would be brought about by this sword being taken away by Su Xuan.

The better result was that the Heaven and Human sects would view the Yin-Yang School as a common enemy and take taking back this sword as their goal for many years to come, while the worse result was that after losing the Xueji, the Heaven and Human sects would turn against each other and become mortal enemies from then on.

It was not that no one had thought about taking back the Xueji, but given the strength Su Xuan displayed, how could they take the Xueji back from his hands?

Even Master Beiming had been defeated.

Therefore, in these few days, even though the disciples of the Heaven and Human sects were extremely filled with grief and indignation, no one rashly went to seek out Su Xuan, attempting to take back the Xueji.

Beimingzi treating Su Xuan with courtesy was likely to ease the relationship between the Daoist School and the Yin-Yang School; if they ran to provoke Su Xuan at this time, it would likely cause Beimingzi's painstaking efforts to fall short of success.

Xiaomeng, upon hearing Su Xuan's words, also gave birth to some conjectures: "Is he hoping that I will be able to go to the Yin-Yang School in the future and take back this sword?"

Xiaomeng thought she understood Su Xuan's intention and gave birth to endless fighting spirit in her heart.

She held the Xueji Sword, danced a sword flower, and attacked Su Xuan.

Su Xuan's body drifted, easily avoiding the sword Xiaomeng thrust, and at the same time, his arm lifted, and the wooden sword that Xiaomeng had thrown aside fell into his hand.

Watching Su Xuan hold the wooden sword.

Xiaomeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, the Qiuli Sword moved again, and her figure leaped out; her small body waving the long sword appeared somewhat awkward, but one had to say, her sword was fast and also fierce.

No wonder she could defeat many Heaven Sect disciples in a row at such a young age, subsequently leading Beimingzi to come forward and take her as his disciple.

The Heaven Sect took apprentices with innate talent as the priority condition; it could be said that those who could apprentice into the Daoist Heaven Sect did not have poor talent.

And Xiaomeng was undoubtedly the one with the most outstanding talent among them.

One could only say that in terms of talent, Xiaomeng was indeed firmly in control.

In Su Xuan's view, Xiaomeng's talent was even better than that of the already deceased Yin-Yang School protector, Xing Hun.

In the original work, when Xing Hun appeared, although he was in the appearance of a youth.

But in reality, he was just a fake youth.

Perhaps when he first entered the Yin-Yang School, he was a true youth, but later, time stopped on his body; by the time the plot of the original work started, he could not really be called a youth.

But Xiaomeng was different; when she first appeared, she was only eighteen years old.

Although she lost in that competition with the Confucian Fu Nian, she was only slightly inferior; if one combined this with the fact that she was eighteen, it was enough to see the terror of her talent.

Su Xuan seemed to somewhat understand why the Heaven Sect took apprentices with talent as the priority.

For a genius, cultivation was indeed not a difficult thing.

Perhaps a genius had various flaws, such as insufficient temperament and cultivation, but these could all be compensated for, while strength could not be improved by ordinary methods.

Facing Xiaomeng's attack, Su Xuan held a playful mentality, waving the wooden sword in his hand, and easily blocked Xiaomeng's many offensives.

Xiaomeng's sword was fast, but Su Xuan had been in the martial arts world for many years and could be considered to have seen many top-tier swordsmen; compared to these people, Xiaomeng's sword technique was just so-so.

However, he did not defeat Xiaomeng cleanly and neatly.

It was rare to see the childhood of the cold and arrogant Heaven Sect Sect Master from the original work, and her childhood personality was completely different from the one in the original work; for Su Xuan to say he had no interest was obviously impossible.

Refining copper—obviously, he would not refine copper.

However, he could accompany Xiaomeng to play for a while.

He held the wooden sword, easily blocking the rounds of attacks Xiaomeng launched, only defending and not attacking, letting Xiaomeng exert her full strength.

Xiaomeng, at the beginning, only thought that Su Xuan was just so-so, but gradually, she also reacted.

"I don't need you to let me!"

A low voice came from her mouth; she was somewhat angry. Su Xuan's posture was clearly treating her as a real little girl, accompanying her to play.

Su Xuan, however, acted as if he had not heard Xiaomeng's words: "Your heart is very restless, and even your sword is not pure enough!"

"A sword is not used like this."

Xiaomeng was slightly stunned, and then she only saw Su Xuan wave the wooden sword and slash out a sword.

Clearly, what he held was only a wooden sword, but after this sword was slashed out, it gave Xiaomeng a feeling that the sky was big and the earth was big, and there was nowhere to escape. She only felt the hair all over her body stand on end, terrified to the extreme.

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Immediately after, Xiaomeng gave birth to a feeling of surviving a disaster.

It was not that she had dodged Su Xuan's sword, but that Su Xuan's sword had deliberately slashed into empty space.

Boom!!

Several large trees were directly cut off; the power of this sword had actually reached such a level.

Xiaomeng was shocked, and then saw Su Xuan slash out another sword.

She had no choice but to move her figure, waving the Xueji, trying her best to deal with Su Xuan's sword.

After she blocked this sword, she was stunned again; the power of Su Xuan's sword was not as great as she had imagined.

After she blocked Su Xuan's sword, Su Xuan's voice sounded in her ear again: "Don't be distracted, carefully experience the feeling of swinging the sword."

Xiaomeng came back to her senses again.

Then, Su Xuan continued to wave the wooden sword, and Xiaomeng followed her subconscious instinct to block Su Xuan's sword. During this period, a series of exquisite sword moves were performed by her. At first, she did not think much of it, but after reacting, she realized that these sword moves were actually sword moves she had not mastered.

Su Xuan's swinging of the sword seemed to be deliberately guiding her to use the sword like this.

This made her extremely angry and increasingly unwilling.

She came here to fight Su Xuan, not to have Su Xuan guide her sword technique, even if Su Xuan's strength was very strong, stronger than everyone she had seen.

She continued to wave the sword, but her movements were all as if they were in Su Xuan's expectation.

Even if she tried hard to change the sword moves, in the end, she was forced by Su Xuan's sword to have to deal with the sword in her hand first; her body never made the movements she thought of in her heart.

A burst of numbness struck, and the Xueji Sword fell from Xiaomeng's hand.

Xiaomeng was preparing to continue her movements, but another wooden sword pointed at her throat, causing all her movements to stop.

After Su Xuan accompanied her to play for a while, finally, with this sword, she was defeated.

Xiaomeng accepted the reality of her defeat with a humiliated mood, looking directly at Su Xuan: "Why?"

In her mind, the previous sword-swinging movements of passively meeting Su Xuan's attacks flashed constantly; recalling this, how could she not understand that it was an extremely exquisite sword technique.

Su Xuan knew what she wanted to ask and answered calmly: "Your talent is very outstanding!"