I Crushed An Insect To Death, But the System Said I Killed a Dragon?

Chapter 67 What is your relationship with Jianghai Sword God?

 “It’s this sword technique again!”

 At the martial arts stage, Mr. Li's eyes widened and he stood up from the VIP table with excitement.

The last time the leech in Lishui Lake wreaked havoc, Li Zixuan successfully wounded the Blood Demon with the help of Jinghong Sword Light.

 Since that time, Mr. Li has also asked her.

But Li Zixuan remained silent and refused to say a word, so Mr. Li could only leave it at that.

after all.

No matter where this sword technique comes from, it is Li Zixuan's destiny. It is an extremely precious training opportunity. Since he loves his disciple so much, it is naturally impossible for him to do such a shameful thing as stealing the technique.

 It's just that what he didn't expect was.

Now a few days have passed, Li Zixuan used this move again, and its power increased several times again.

 “I haven’t seen you for a few days, and Xuanxuan has grown up again…”

Mr. Li raised his head and looked up at the brilliant sword light that filled the sky. The wind howled, and the momentum was like a tsunami that was overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Thousands of spectators in the auditorium watched this spectacular scene with him, dumbfounded, and their whole bodies and minds were deeply shocked.

 Above the sky, celestial phenomena are changing.

The sword intent surged like turbulent currents, and two different sword energies clashed with each other, like two dragons fighting each other, shattering the sunlight and breaking up the thick sea of ​​clouds.

 In the martial arts stage, there are ravines and deep pits all over, and the star power inscriptions at the four corners are running wildly, and the star curtains are raised to protect the audience to prevent the sword energy from spreading to the people around them.

 Click!

  Indistinctly, a subtle cracking sound was heard.

The audience followed the sound and saw tiny cracks appearing on the guarding star power formation, as if it might break at any time!

 See the situation.

 Everyone was numb immediately.

 What kind of power is this?

 You must know that this magic circle is specially used for protection.

 Even the aftermath caused by an innate first-level master can be resisted for a while!

 The result is now….

Are you being shaken by these two innate juniors?

 Outrageous!

 Everyone looked at each other and were instantly shocked.

“As expected of a genius, he is so **** perverted, I’m convinced!”

“The power of the innate strong will burst out in the acquired realm, how can we play with it?”

 While everyone is talking.

As the air pressure in the center of the martial arts field increased, a terrifying storm formed around the formation, and countless sword intents spurted out, hitting the star power barrier crazily.

 People were a little panicked on the spot.

Those sword auras are extremely terrifying, and once they come out, they will definitely cause harm to themselves.

 I just bought a ticket to watch the show….

There is no need to risk your life!

“Don’t panic, everyone! This formation cannot be broken!”

 At this time, Mr. Li shouted loudly, calming the mood of the whole audience.

next moment.

Several powerful star power outputs covered the star power barrier. Yu Wenxuan and other masters worked together to refill the broken gaps.

The barrier is as solid as a rock, blocking the sword intent from spreading around the martial arts stage.

 In an instant, the sword on the stage rolled up the sand and splashed it, causing a small-scale sandstorm.

Everyone's vision is blocked, making it difficult to see clearly the fighting situation inside.

 The only thing they can do now is wait!

At this moment, only when the storm formed by the sword intention subsides and the dust settles, will the barrier formed by the star power finally dissipate.

Think of this.

 The audience fell silent.

Several eyes converged on the center of the martial arts arena, waiting for the final curtain to unfold...

 …

A few minutes later.

 The sword intent of the martial arts stage was finally extinguished.

The air pressure suddenly rose, the star power barrier slowly dissipated, and the sand and dust in the center dispersed in all directions...

 When everyone saw this, they quickly locked their sights on the center of the martial arts stage.

I saw Hu Yanjian kneeling on one knee, with a broken sword in his hand, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

 And in front of him.

Li Zixuan stood proudly, raised her hand and tilted her sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at Hu Yanjian's eyebrows, her face still as cold as ice.     "The victory has been decided."

She whispered, without any emotion in her tone.

Hearing this, Hu Yanjian slowly stood up holding the broken sword and looked at Li Zixuan with complicated eyes.

Humiliation, unwillingness, helplessness...all kinds of bitter emotions were brewing in my chest, and finally I just spit out a sentence:

 “Yes...I lost.”

The voice fell.

The whole place was in an uproar instantly, with countless people in the audience chanting Li Zixuan’s name.

The sound is like thunder, deafening, like the roar of New Year's gongs.

 “Win! Senior Sister Li won!”

 “The winning streak of the Sword Saint disciples has ended in our Jianghai! It’s great!”

“Our Jianghai Martial Arts Academy is number one in the world!”

 In the auditorium, students from the college hugged each other and enjoyed a moment of joy.

Li Zixuan's battle is of great significance. It is no longer a personal battle, but a secret battle between the entire forces.

 One is prosperous and all are prosperous, one is damaged and all are deprived!

 Everyone in the audience picked up their mobile phones to take selfies and record this historic moment.

“Damn it, Lao Qin, you’ve really been fooled.”

 In the crowd, Xia He took out his mobile phone, carried the martial arts stage on his back, and adjusted the selfie angle for himself.

 “It’s just good luck.”

Qin Yang smiled and was in a good mood at the moment, so he put his arms around Xia He and left a photo of the moment.

 Click!

 After taking the photo.

Xia He looked at Qin Yang beside him and couldn't help but joked:

“I didn’t expect this little girl to be so powerful. From now on, Old Qin, please be more careful, lest you offend someone else one day and strike with a sword, haha.”

Qin Yang smiled and said nothing.

 Their conversation was drowned in the chaotic scene.

There was noise everywhere in the auditorium, and the commotion enveloped the entire martial arts square.

Hu Yanjian listened to the noise of the audience, looked down at the broken sword in his hand, looked a little dazed, and murmured to himself:

 “I actually lost…”

 “I will definitely come back.”

 He murmured in a low voice, then turned around and walked out of the square.

The back is lonely and the limbs are stiff, like a puppet with broken strings...

"Hello."

Li Zixuan saw this and was about to stop him, but suddenly felt a cold feeling behind her back!

 The oppressive breath came, and Yu Wenxuan came behind her quietly.

“Yes, I didn’t expect that Xiaoxiao Jianghai could have such a good seedling like you.”

Yu Wenxuan smiled loudly, walked slowly to Li Zixuan and praised him.

As he spoke, he glanced at Hu Yanjian’s back: “My disciple, you don’t have to worry about it, I will take care of it naturally.”

"Um."

Li Zixuan was neither humble nor arrogant. She cupped her hands at Yu Wenxuan and said, "Senior, you are so complimentary."

"hehe."

Yu Wenxuan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Li Zixuan up and down, like a kind senior.

 The atmosphere is peaceful.

Some reporters at the scene rushed over, raised their cameras, clicked the shutter, and immediately recorded this peaceful scene.

 Li Zixuan looked at the reporters, raised her hand to cover the flash, and was about to leave the ring.

 Suddenly!

 The voice of the Juggernaut rang in her mind.

“Little girl, what is the relationship between Jianghai Sword God and you?”

The voice fell.

Li Zixuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart suddenly beat wildly, but she still pretended to be calm and whispered:

 “The juniors don’t understand what the seniors mean.”

 Hear this.

Yu Wenxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Li Zixuan meaningfully, and just smiled lightly without saying anything.

 Then he turned around and walked in the direction where Hu Yanjian left.

 (End of this chapter)