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Her eyes were cold and indifferent. She made a hand seal with her left hand and slammed out a palm with her right hand!
Instantly!
A thunderous roar resounded between heaven and earth, and a gigantic hand appeared, fiercely suppressing the sword shadow that Shi Feixuan had unleashed!
"boom!"
Another loud roar came.
The collision of the palm and sword shadows caused the void to distort, creating a huge crater several meters in diameter. The explosive force scattered in all directions, uprooting some of the surrounding trees and stripping them of all their leaves and branches, leaving only the bare trunks...
After the collision, Wanwan staggered back a few steps. She felt a sweet taste in her throat and was about to vomit blood, but she quickly suppressed it with her true energy.
Shi Feixuan, who was opposite her, was in a much worse situation.
The person was blown dozens of meters away by the powerful force of the explosion, and lay on the ground spitting out three mouthfuls of blood. The veil covering their face also fell off, revealing a beautiful yet pale face.
"I, I lost!"
Shi Feixuan struggled to her feet, seemingly feeling both dejected and relieved.
Wanwan smiled slightly: "You're right. Although you lost, I won."
Upon hearing this merciless mockery, Shi Feixuan let out another muffled groan, feeling her blood and qi stagnating.
Little did she know that after following Chen Yan, the ruthless and heartless nature seemed to have seeped into Wanwan's very bones. She would seize any opportunity to stab someone in the heart or rub salt into their wounds...
"Yes, yes, you won..."
Shi Feixuan sighed deeply, looking very lonely and dejected.
He had put in so much effort for this fateful battle with Wanwan, and he thought he would definitely win, but he never expected to lose in the end, and lose so badly.
"I... I want to ask you, why is it that even after you've relaxed for two months, I'm still no match for you..."
After a long silence, Shi Feixuan asked.
"Because I'm smarter and more talented than you!"
Wanwan smiled, then stabbed him in the back again.
Shi Feixuan was stunned for a moment, her heart filled with bitterness, and her face was extremely bitter.
Suddenly, an idea struck her, and her eyes lit up. She looked intently at Wanwan and said, "No! Our talents and abilities have always been equal. The reason you were able to defeat me after slacking off for two months is because..."
It must be related to Master Chen, right?
Wanwan was taken aback.
Unexpectedly, Shi Feixuan was quite clever and actually guessed it, which instantly made the fun of the situation seem less interesting.
He didn't deny it, but nodded.
Shi Feixuan's mindset finally calmed down a bit, and a look of longing appeared on her lips: "Master Chen is indeed no ordinary person. If I have the opportunity, I would like to learn a thing or two from him."
Wanwan was a little anxious.
Shi Feixuan was skilled at playing the xiao (vertical bamboo flute).
Chen Yan once said that he liked beautiful women playing the flute. If he were to put the two of them together, wouldn't that have a huge impact on his status?
Thinking of this, I was about to say something.
Shi Feixuan nodded to her, then, dragging her injured body, drifted away...
Watching her graceful departure.
Despite being enemies, Wanwan couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.
This Shi Feixuan is truly a formidable opponent; her talent and temperament are both exceptional.
To be able to leave so calmly and without discouragement after suffering such a huge blow is something that no ordinary person could do...
Of course, most importantly, she's good at playing the xiao (vertical flute)!
This is really not good news...
Wanwan rubbed her cheeks, and in an instant, the joy of winning this fateful battle was somewhat diminished...
"Oh well, it's nothing. I can just learn to play the flute in the future. It's not a big deal..."
Having figured everything out, Wanwan's spirits lifted again.
Turn around,
He wanted to return to the fortune-telling shop to tell Wuqing, Xie Yanke, and the others the good news of winning the duel, and share his joy with them.
But at this time.
Suddenly, she felt a jolt, as if several pairs of malicious eyes were staring at her from the darkness of the dense forest, making her hair stand on end and giving her a great sense of crisis!
"Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!"
The four chants of the Buddha's name resounded.
As soon as the voice fell, four old monks dressed in monks' robes and with shaved heads walked towards Wanwan from all around. Each of the four had a powerful aura and a terrifying cultivation level at the peak of the Grandmaster realm!
The four of them each occupied one side, forming a tight encirclement around Wanwan.
These four old monks were the same four who had secretly followed Shi Feixuan earlier.
The four of them were acting on Fan Qinghui's orders to secretly follow Shi Feixuan. If Shi Feixuan defeated Wanwan and captured her alive, then they would not need to show themselves.
If Shi Feixuan is defeated, the four of them will secretly take action and capture Wanwan alive and bring her back.
The Great Sui Demonic Sect, having obtained Yang Gong's treasure trove, put immense pressure on Fan Qinghui, forcing her to resort to this desperate measure...
"You want to capture me alive?"
Wanwan was naturally intelligent; in a flash, she guessed the four old monks' plan.
“Young benefactor, you are mistaken. The four of us are not here to capture you. Rather, we have come here to bring you back to Cihang Jingzhai at such a young age, to remove your demonic nature and guide you back to the righteous path. This is a great act of compassion and a great opportunity.”
One of the old monks answered calmly and slowly.
"Haha, Master said that you Cihang Jingzhai people are all scoundrels who spout benevolence and morality. It's true. You clearly want to arrest me, but you say it's for my own good. It's amazing that you can come up with such a good excuse."
Wanwan laughed loudly, her expression mocking.
The four old monks remained unperturbed.
One of them said, "Since you refuse to come back with us, young benefactor, then we shall take you away."
After saying that, he chanted a Buddhist prayer.
The other three monks also chanted Buddhist mantras with compassionate expressions.
Looking at their calm and kind faces, they say and do shameless things.
Wanwan couldn't help but think of Xuzhu from before, who was also a monk.
Although Xu Zhu's strength is not as great as the people in front of him, he is truly compassionate.
"It turns out that there is a big difference between monks."
but.
There's not much time to dwell on her feelings right now.
After chanting Buddhist mantras, the four old monks poured their true energy into their bodies and pressed closer and closer to Wanwan!
One of the old monks made hand seals, his figure as imposing as a mountain, and with each step he took, the ground trembled, giving people a great sense of oppression.
The second old monk was radiating golden light, his entire body enveloped in it, clearly indicating that he had cultivated an extremely powerful physical technique.
The third monk was agile; he took only one step, yet advanced more than ten meters, his movements unpredictable and impossible to fathom.
The last monk was the most unassuming and had no unusual qualities, yet he brought the most pressure to Wanwan.
"Young benefactor! Why don't you surrender now, or what are you waiting for!"
Before the unassuming old monk even approached, he let out a soft shout, and a surge of powerful true energy rushed in like a tidal wave, striking Wanwan as if she had been struck by a heavy blow. Already injured after her all-out battle with Shi Feixuan, she could no longer hold back her pale face and spat out a mouthful of blood...
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With a soft shout, the unassuming old monk unleashed a torrent of powerful true energy that struck Wanwan, causing her to cough up blood.
"Witch! Surrender now!"
The other three old monks also shouted incessantly and attacked Wanwan one after another.
They are all extremely powerful; even at her peak, Wanwan could only handle one of them at most.
Now, she has suffered heavy losses after fighting Shi Feixuan, and being outnumbered four to one, she is even less of a match.
but.
Even in such a desperate situation.
Wanwan's expression remained calm as she glanced at the four old monks with disdain: "You have broken the centuries-old rule between the Buddhist sect of the Tang Dynasty and the demonic sect of the Sui Dynasty that the older generation should not interfere in the duels between the new generation of disciples, but even so, you will not be able to capture me."
Done.