Chapter 10: Witness My Hundred-Round Battle with You!

  "Brother True Transmission, you... aren't joking, are you?"

  Wang Lu laughed: "What's the big deal about being a professional player? You're not even on my level."

  Yue Yun almost sprayed again: I rely on it, professional level is no longer in sight! !? Your goal is the starry sea! ?

  Wang Lu continued to be humble: "No, no, for now I just want to get that title of being well-read."

  Yue Yun was shocked again: the title of Bo Xue? That can only be awarded to those who have achieved first-class grades in more than six professional-level cultural courses! The reward points for the sect are enough to top up his own team trial twenty times!

  Wang Lu said: "Now I still lack a professional-level Western Barbarian Common Language evaluation that hasn't reached Class A, after this trial ends I'll go apply for the assessment, shouldn't be unexpected if I can pass."

  I'm just one course away from being a polymath? So you're saying that you already have five majors under your belt, Senior Brother? You've only been in school for two years, right?

  Yue Yun's surprise grew, and beside him, Huo Ying also had a shocked expression: "Could it be that the genius who rose to fame recently is actually you, Wang Lu?"

  Wang Lu remained humble: "I'm not a genius at all, I just use the time others spend drinking tea to read books."

  This is not a false statement. In the first two years after entering the sect, ordinary disciples are busy with their cultivation and daily tasks required by the sect. As a true disciple, Wang Lu was not bound by any rules, so every day he had nothing to do except for his usual long runs and medicinal baths. Under the pressure of having nothing to do, he could only spend his time reading books and accumulating points. It just so happened that he was naturally talented and particularly good at reading and taking exams, eventually becoming a top student with a great reputation.

  Wang Lu's reputation as a top student was not well-known in the Lingjian Sect. On one hand, Wang Lu himself was low-key and never wasted words with others, attending classes only to leave immediately after. On the other hand, the disciples of the Lingjian Sect were all focused on their own cultivation, who had the leisure time to care about a newcomer's academic performance? Even if he was a genius, what could it possibly have to do with the Lingjian Sect? If he could build his foundation in just two years, then maybe he would be worth paying attention to.

  In the end, no matter how loudly the Lingjian Sect shouted about quality education, cultural classes were ultimately not valued. However, it was precisely these undervalued cultural class grades that played an important role in Xiao Qingyun's training this time.

  For Zhu Qin and others, the surrounding plants were almost unrecognizable, even the team leader Yue Yun could only recognize six or seven out of ten, but in the eyes of a professional like Xia Qingyun, there was no secret at all!

  While others were entangled in the differences between red dates and red jujubes, and whether the string of fruit in front of them was really edible, Wang Lu had already casually strolled around the surrounding area and returned with a large pile of wild fruit in his hands.

  "They're all edible, don't be polite."

  The scene fell silent for a moment, with no one making a move. Yue Xinyao and Wen Yin, those two carefree disciples, were hesitant to act because they weren't familiar with Wang Lu and also considered the huge gap between outer sect disciples and true transmission disciples. As for Zhu Qin, it was even more impossible - after two years of engaging in fierce verbal sparring with Wang Lu, accumulating enough anger to fill a water tank, how could he be willing to accept his kindness?

  So in the end, it was Wen Bao, who had no conscience or lungs, who broke the deadlock. The fatty stretched out his hand and picked up the largest wild fruit, and with a crunching sound, he started eating, his eating posture especially attracting attention.

  Wen Bao stretched out his hand, and the two girls were a little less restrained, each taking a fruit to eat quietly. Yue Yun and Huo Ying were self-sufficient and didn't need to say much, only Zhu Qin was left standing in place, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

  To say that I'm hungry is to truly be famished. A 9th rank Qi Practitioner can't compare to the endurance of a fasting monk, especially when those around me are eating with gusto, the hunger pangs in my belly growing even stronger...

  Then Zhu Qin stared angrily at a fat man who broke the silence and caused embarrassment.

  Wen Bao was startled and almost dropped the wild fruit: "What's wrong, Brother Zhu Qin?"

  "Alas, the food of the future, you're also eating so happily!"

  As a result, Wen Bao hadn't said anything yet, but the two female cultivators suddenly choked and couldn't swallow anymore. Their gaze towards Zhu Qin was naturally not polite - even if the treatment of inner and outer sects was different, wasn't it still not allowed for young girls to have temper?

  Zhu Qin was so angry that he wanted to slap his own mouth, for no reason offending two of his junior sisters. What a pain in the ass... All because of that stupid Wang Lu! Two years ago, I already didn't like him, and indeed he's a troublemaker! Look at that sly face of his, smiling but not really smiling! So sinister! Especially sinister!

  Although his heart was silently screaming, the situation was stronger than humans, and Zhu Qin had no choice but to endure hunger and starvation as a kind of cultivation.

  But after a while, a fat man next to him spoke up again.

  "Alas, just eating fruit is not enough, it would be great if there was meat."

  I'm starving to death here, you numbskull! You're still thinking about meat? Why don't you just cut open your own belly and serve yourself a nice slice of beef brisket?!

  But after hearing Wen Bao's innocent words, Yue Yun and Huo Ying couldn't help but laugh: "Even if it's Xiao Qingyun, it's still a place for training, not a tourist destination. This time, thanks to Wang Lu Shixiong's blessing, we can finally have a big feast. Otherwise, even if we came normally, we could only barely fill our stomachs."

  However, at this time Wang Lu as a top student of Spiritual Sword Sect was no longer satisfied with just eating fruit. He stood up: "How about I go hunting instead."

  Go hunting! ?

  "This small village is so rich in products, there must be many flying birds and running beasts. I'll go hunting for a few wild rabbits and wild boars to treat everyone."

  Wang Lu said, and was about to step away. Yue Yun and Huo Ying hurriedly stopped him: "Brother, don't be impulsive!"

  "This little green cloud indeed has many flying birds and running beasts, but... they're not for eating!"

  "Isn't it for eating? Are we supposed to love it like family? Is our Ling Jian Sect an animal protection organization?"

  Yue Yun smiled bitterly: "Senior brother misunderstood, my intention is that this small Qingyun's fierce beast has an extraordinary strength. Especially since we have now entered the Wangyue Valley, the spell restrictions are slightly relaxed, and many second-level spiritual monsters are already wandering around nearby."

  "What's it to me if you're a second-rate demon?"

  Yue Yun was exasperated: "Elder brother, you're almost a polymath, how can you ask such a foolish question?"

  Second-rate cultivator, actual strength generally falls between the peak of physical training and the first or second rank of Qi Refining — of course, for a Lingjian cultivator with relatively solid basic skills and high-level techniques, having cultivation in the first two layers is also acceptable.

  But in any case, it's almost on the same level as this small team of practitioners. If they encounter some particularly powerful individuals, even Yue Yun's cultivation base at the sixth rank of Qi Refining would be unable to withstand them. In short, this trial was never meant for cultivators to rely solely on their superior cultivation to crush everything in their path!

  The normal little Qingyun's experience, lurking and survival are the themes! Wangyue Valley has a second-level spirit beast, when approaching Qinglong Gorge, even a second-level first-class spirit beast may come out, damn it!

  Wang Lu listened to the explanation and said in extreme surprise: "So that's how it is, I really didn't know. The elective course 'Nine Provinces' has too few credits, I was lazy and didn't choose it, looks like I'll have to review carefully when I get back."

  Yue Yun is almost out of energy, nonsense! The Nine States' Jinggui Zhi is a compulsory course for cultivators, and only you can turn it into an elective... So the points are naturally low. In fact, the lower the points, the more important they become!

  Just then, Wang Lu's ears moved: "What's going on?"

  The next moment, without waiting for Yue Yun and others to say more, Wang Lu had already drawn out the soft sword from his waist, and his entire demeanor had become sharp and extraordinary.

  But just as Wang Lu had entered a state of combat, Huo Ying suddenly moved her eyebrows: "Senior brother, there is indeed something approaching, it just touched my Flowing Cloud Silk, but it's not anything big."

  "Still need to be more careful, no trivial matter in experience."

  And with Yue Yun saying that, the others who were eating fruit also became alert, stood up and surrounded him in a circle, releasing their newly learned but not yet proficient defensive techniques to be on the safe side.

  Yue Yun sighed inwardly: still too tender, just entering the Qi training period, insufficient magical power, any spell release must be careful to avoid waste. Now look, just the illumination spell has been released three times, and the warning spell has been released five times in one breath! Do you have a brain or not? Didn't you hear that Huo Ying Shimei has already set up the Flowing Cloud Silk?!

  It's Wang Lu, who is still a second-rate cultivator, as long as he draws his sword, it's equivalent to doing everything he can do, and he won't waste anything at all!

  Well, this is also the significance of tempering oneself. Every master comes from a humble background and was once inexperienced. Two years ago when I came to Xiao Qingyun, my performance wasn't great either.

  Just then, Huo Ying said: "Appeared! Right in front of us!"

  Along the direction of Huo Ying's fingers, a three-foot-long golden-haired small beast entered everyone's line of sight.

  That little beast looks like a fox, with a pointed face and long tail, but its eyes are a deep crimson, exuding an eerie and frenzied aura.

  The next moment, the beast suddenly pounced on the crowd! The speed was incredibly fast! Even Yue Yun and Huo Ying didn't have time to react!

  But someone reacted in time! Wang Lu sneered and swung his soft sword forward, making a dull thud. He actually slapped the little fox back!

  "Don't panic, everyone! Your elder brother is here to protect you!"

  Afterwards, Wang Lu didn't say much more. After all, Yue Yun had already taken over. In this small Qingyun boundary, spiritual monsters roamed everywhere. And spiritual monsters couldn't be judged solely by their size. Don't look at how small the fox's head was, but one person dared to charge into a team of seven cultivators - that was definitely an elite template, and he had to get it!

  But don't worry, let this academic overachiever take care of it first! Even if I can't beat it, there are so many junior brothers and sisters behind me! I'll just pretend to be a tank then!

  In a flash of lightning, Wang Lu had already stepped on the silk-wrapped steps, his hand dancing with the soft cloud sword, and he was entangled in a ball with that small beast!

  As soon as he got a hold of it, Wang Lu let out a cold breath. The little fox was indeed extraordinary, far surpassing the stupid bear on Mount Wuyou who only knew how to wave a white flag and cower in fear. Although small in size, its speed was astonishing!

  Wang Lu didn't dare to be careless - for a high-level demon, at this speed, there was usually a matching high attack power. Otherwise, this fox wouldn't have such strong aggression, pouncing on people as soon as it saw them! And for small demons... the only attack that could be relied upon was probably something like deadly poison. Once bitten, even if it was just a minor wound, the consequences would be unpredictable!

  However, this was not enough to stump Wang Lu. The Purple Vine Soft Sword quivered and also became a cluster of sword light that dazzled the eyes! And although Wang Lu's footsteps and movements were far from being as swift and agile as Little Fox's, he took two steps forward and managed to block Little Fox, preventing her from advancing even an inch!

  The little fox charged several times, its speed far surpassing that of its opponent. However, the mysterious footwork and purple sword light cleverly complemented each other, always managing to block its path at critical moments. No matter how many times it suddenly changed direction, it couldn't break through the opponent's sword encirclement.

  Several attempts were in vain, the little fox fiercely bared its teeth at Wang Lu, and the blood color in its eyes became more intense, obviously it was beaten out of anger, staring at Wang Lu's gaze with a sense of hatred.

  Wang Lule: Ah, hatred is great! When you're tanking, you have to pull aggro to be qualified! You little thing, if you've got skills, come at me, haha!

  The little fox had indeed locked onto Wang Lu alone, letting out a sharp scream while constantly baring its small white teeth, launching a lightning-fast surprise attack on Wang Lu in an attempt to bite off a few pieces of flesh. However, Wang Lu's Silk Step and Soft Cloud Sword were incredibly overbearing, and for a time, all that could be heard was the sound of repeated loud crashes, as the Purple Vine Soft Sword clashed with the little fox more than a hundred times, this lightning-fast fox unable to withstand the opponent's sword net!

  Of course, there are also some imperfections in the process. The Ruyi Sword is the best way to neutralize and dissolve power in the world, but it doesn't have the skill of exerting force. In other words, it's all defense and no attack, so Little Fox can't break through Wang Lu's defense, and Wang Lu has no way to deal with this little thing either.

  But it doesn't matter, Wang Lu has no other advantages, but he is extremely confident in his endurance. When he first learned the Soft Cloud Sword, he could exhaust the bear-like Xiong Tongzi on Mount Wuyue with just one move of the Wrapping Silk Steps. Now that I have the Ziwei Sword in hand, little fox, you can wait to be exhausted to death by me, haha!

  In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows, with neither gaining the upper hand! And yet, Wang Lu seemed to grow more courageous with each passing moment!

  Haha! No matter what kind of second-rate monster you are, you're nothing but this! The junior brothers and sisters behind me don't rush to take action, I want to fight this little thing one-on-one!

  At the same time, Yue Yun and her little friends were all stunned!

  Wen Yi trembled as she pulled out a copy of "Jiuzhou Jinggui Lu" from her sleeve.

  "Fox of Moonlight, first-class fourth-rank, agile and nimble, affectionate and delightful, non-aggressive, when happy will turn pupils red and reveal sharp teeth, main purpose: pet..."

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