Chapter 117 A sword meant to kill will not easily reveal its edge.
Chapter 117 A sword meant to kill will not easily reveal its edge.
Before Lin Qiong could react, the words had barely left his mouth.
Jingliu spun and leaped, her elegant figure seemingly blending into the bright moon behind her.
Her figure traced a beautiful arc in the air, and the epiphyllum in her hand emitted a faint, cold light under the moonlight.
"Whoosh-"
The sound of ice slicing through the air echoed in the silent moonlight.
next second.
A flash of cold light appeared, and Jing Liu swung his sword at Lin Qiong with lightning speed.
Wherever the sword tip touched, the surrounding air seemed to freeze into frost.
In an instant.
A massive, extremely cold sword aura, like a shooting star in the night sky, swept towards Lin Qiong with boundless chill.
Lin Qiong was greatly alarmed upon seeing this.
He instinctively tried to dodge, but was locked onto by Jing Liu's overwhelming killing intent.
My feet felt as if they were bound by an invisible shackle, making it difficult to move even an inch.
As the sword energy drew closer, two words immediately came to Lin Qiong's mind.
"I'll die!"
At this point, he no longer cared about his original intention of learning swordsmanship from Jingliu.
At this moment, the destructive power that indiscriminately harms friend or foe, and the harm done to innocent people, are all unimportant.
The instinct for survival overwhelmed all fear and concern.
Lin Qiong is now only thinking about one thing.
That is......
"The Zero Rated Power of 'Heavenly Fire Judgment'—Liberation!!"
With a roar from Lin Qiong, the Heavenly Fire Greatsword in his hand instantly burst into an incomparably dazzling flame.
The surging flames quickly spread in all directions, engulfing Lin Qiong completely.
Lin Qiong raised the Heavenly Fire Greatsword high to meet the sword energy rushing towards him.
The Heavenly Fire Greatsword is like the blazing sun at midday in summer; its intense heat is determined to dispel all the surrounding darkness and extreme cold.
"boom--"
This moment.
Time seemed to stand still.
Flames and extreme cold meet in mid-air.
The two tore at each other, collided, and finally produced a violent explosion.
Lin Qiong easily severed the icy sword energy unleashed by Jing Liu.
The sword energy instantly collapsed under the powerful destructive force of the Heavenly Fire Greatsword, turning into countless tiny starlight particles that drifted into the air until they disappeared.
Simultaneously.
The lingering power of the flames remained undiminished, continuing its ascent towards the bright moon hanging in the sky.
"Snap—"
Under the impact of the flames, cracks began to appear on the surface of the moon, and then it shattered with a roar.
Along with the moon, the silent night sky also shattered.
The fragments were seen cascading down from the sky, as if a silvery rain were falling.
Jingliu held the Ephemeral Flower in his hand, standing with his back to the Broken Moon, his crimson eyes revealing an indescribable loneliness.
This loneliness seems to stem from a deep-seated, unseen desolation that has accumulated within him after countless years and battles.
at the same time.
"Huff...huff..."
Lin Qiong maintained his chopping motion, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath.
The feeling of exhaustion after unleashing the Heavenly Fire quietly crept in, but it was quickly dispelled by a surge of vigorous life energy.
When Lin Qiong came to his senses, he found himself back in the vast open space with the arena.
Jing Liu still stood opposite him, holding the Ephemeral Flower, while the black veil adorned with a crescent moon pattern had quietly covered her eyes.
"what!"
Li Sushang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The change before her eyes was so sudden that she didn't react for a moment.
Yan Qing unconsciously tightened his grip on the sword, his brows furrowed, his gaze shifting back and forth between Jing Liu and Lin Qiong, a complex mix of emotions surging within him.
Just now, they only felt themselves enveloped by a strong killing intent, and then their vision instantly turned pitch black, as if the whole world was swallowed up by endless darkness.
Once their vision returned, they saw Lin Qiong's slightly tired appearance and Jing Liu's calm and serene face.
At this time.
Jingliu's cool voice suddenly rang out, containing a hint of appreciation in his words.
"Your sword strike... was quite powerful, but..."
She paused briefly, then changed the subject, her tone suddenly becoming more serious.
"If you make a move that is too flamboyant and doesn't know how to restrain yourself, your enemy will realize your intentions."
At this point, Jing Liu suddenly recalled the scene when Lin Qiong unleashed the Heavenly Fire.
Flames shot into the sky like the rising sun, the intense heat engulfing everything around them, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning.
If Lin Qiong hadn't only targeted that sword energy, he probably would have been swallowed up by that sea of fire as well.
Jingliu's gaze lingered on Lin Qiong for a moment, the ephemeral flower in his hand slowly vanishing, and he continued, "A sword meant to kill... will not easily reveal its sharpness."
"You'll have to figure out the reasons for this yourself."
After saying that, she turned around and walked straight away along the path.
Lin Qiong watched Jing Liu's receding figure, his heart filled with unparalleled shock.
He didn't understand how Mirror Flow created that space and silently dragged him into it.
"That's amazing..."
Lin Qiong murmured softly, the scene under the moonlight reappearing in his mind.
The immersive tactile experience still feels incredible to him to this day.
But next second.
"Master (Teacher)! Are you alright?"
Two urgent shouts rang out almost simultaneously, instantly pulling Lin Qiong back from his thoughts.
Yanqing and Li Sushang quickly came over, their eyes scanning Lin Qiong back and forth, their faces full of worry.
Lin Qiong shook his head helplessly, indicating that he was fine, and said, "Don't call me master or teacher anymore, it sounds weird. I have to find someone else to learn swordsmanship myself."
"this......"
Upon hearing this, Li Sushang scratched her head, opened her mouth, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Yanqing picked up the conversation, her tone respectful: "I remember there's a line in the book that's very well written: 'Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me.'"
"If someone as capable as you is studying, then we should learn from you even more!"
Yanqing's words were full of self-discipline, and her eyes shone with determination.
"Ugh."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong sighed helplessly.
Looking at Yanqing and Li Sushang, who were so determined, he felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.
Sudden.
A sudden flash of inspiration struck him, as if a brilliant idea had emerged.
"Wouldn't it be enough to just keep those two away from me?"
Thinking of this, Lin Qiong's lips curled up slightly, and he asked the two of them, "Let's put that aside for now, did you two see that sister's strength just now?"
Yanqing and Li Sushang shook their heads, their faces showing a look of confusion.
They explained that they were blinded by darkness and therefore unable to witness what had just happened.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself, "It can even block the view of others? Mirror Flow... that's quite powerful!"
After a brief pause, Lin Qiong continued, "That lady is Luo Fu's former..."
The words were just on the tip of my tongue.
Lin Qiong suddenly realized that it was not appropriate to reveal Jing Liu's identity at this time, so he changed the subject.
"Veterans of the former dynasty of Luofu, former masters of swordsmanship—if you could receive her guidance, your strength would surely experience a qualitative leap!!"
Yanqing and Li Sushang looked on with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism after hearing this.
Seeing that the two did not believe him, Lin Qiong decided to add fuel to the fire by steer his story in an even more exaggerated direction.
"Your sight was just sealed off thanks to her. I was dragged into a magical space and fought her for dozens of rounds..."
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