Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Hearing this, Yuezheng Hanrui couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Chu Mo, oh Chu Mo, if it's really like this, you sure are insidious, to actually make use of this little girl."    

Chu Mo was helpless, he spread out his hands and said: "I can't help her, and I can't make use of her. What do I want to do, Ruirui, so that you can praise me with satisfaction?"    

Yuezheng Hanrui said: "If you go out and fight them head on, not only will I praise you, I will wholeheartedly worship you."    

Chu Mo shot him a glance and said: "You can drag him down! Going out now was no different from courting death! "No, I won't do it even if I die!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui brusquely beat him down, "You coward!"    

Chu Mo did not mind, and said: "I'm afraid and happy, hehe!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui was once again defeated by Chu Mo's thick skin. Not knowing how to respond, he could not be bothered to pay any more attention to him and turned to look at the High Platform in the hall once more.    

At this time, on the High Platform, Ling Er and Rong Aoxin were in a confrontation.    

Rong Aoxin held the Long sword, with a bit of blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Ling Er coldly and said: "Sisters Ling Er, long time no see, I never expected you to grow so much!"    

Ling Er said: "You flatter me, Big Sister. Ling Er is only trying his best."    

Rong Aoxin wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and said: "You're doing your best, looks like I can't underestimate you anymore."    

Ling Er asked: "Do you want to continue your Everlasting Stone?"    

Rong Aoxin remained arrogant as usual, and said: "Just now, I was just probing. The real battle, had just begun."    

Ling Er thought for a while, then said: "Big Sister Gu Xin, you don't seem to be my opponent!"    

The little girl was speaking the truth!    

Ever since she had gotten help from Transmitter, Ling Er was no longer afraid of fighting anymore and had become full of confidence. She believed that with the help of Transmitter, she would definitely be able to defeat Rong Aoxin.    

But, Ling Er's words were filled with anger, and angered Rong Aoxin.    

The smile in Rong Aoxin's eyes became cold and stern, and he said: "Sisters Ling Er, being too confident is not a good thing!"    

Ling Er shook his head, and said seriously: "Ling Er is only speaking the truth, if Big Sister is unhappy, then Ling Er will apologize."    

Rong Aoxin laughed coldly: "There's no need to apologize, I will let you know who's stronger and who's weaker."    

With that, Rong Aoxin pointed at Ling Er and said, "I know you cultivate in the Swordsmanship, so take out your sword!"    

"Alright!"    

Ling Er nodded and took out a handful of Long sword.    

The Long sword was extremely thin, about half as thin as an ordinary Long sword.    

Ling Er unsheathed his sword, the sound of the sword whistling through the air, like a dragon emerging from the ocean, shocking the world.    

Swish!    

Just then, Rong Aoxin made his move.    

In front of the Long sword, Rong Aoxin was rushing forward, as if the Sharp Arrow was cutting through the sky and was charging straight towards Ling Er.    

Ling Er's reaction was fast, the Long sword in his hand rotated, and the thin sword immediately curled up like a willow branch. It was extremely soft, and actually drew one concentric circle after another.    

The Sword Qi was like a ring, suddenly rushing forward, at the same time bringing along waves after waves of fierce force, as it blocked Rong Aoxin's Sword Light with a loud bang.    

"Boom!"    

The Ring-shaped Sword Qi and the fiery red Sword Light collided, and a deafening explosion sounded out.    

In the next moment, the Spiritual Energy exploded, the Sword Qi spread out like a sharp blade, opening up in all directions, continuously cutting into the High Platform's stone floor, creating countless of cracks, causing sand to fly and stones to fly, dust and smoke to rise.    

Within the smoke and dust, the two figures flew like butterflies, the swords intersected like wind and light, the Spiritual Energy kept clashing, and after a burst of muffled thunder sounds, it resounded throughout the entire hall.    

Through the smoke, dust and flying sand, everyone was shocked to realize that although Rong Aoxin had suffered some light injuries, he had relied on his good Swordsmanship to turn the situation around, and had even faintly gained the upper hand.    

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people couldn't help but start discussing softly.    

"Rong Aoxin has cultivated for a few more years in the end, so he's still slightly more proficient in Swordsmanship."    

"Yeah, Ling Er is still young, his sword cultivation has only just started, and his strength is still lacking."    

"There's no other way. The Dao of the Sword still requires time to accumulate. Even a true genius would not be able to become a master of the way of the sword in a single night."    

"Ah, now that the two of them have brandished their swords, Ling Er's Swordsmanship is obviously at a disadvantage, and it seems like it will be difficult for him to win."    

"That may not be the case, but don't forget Ling Er's amazing fighting technique. With the help of her fighting experience, even if her Swordsmanship is inferior, it is unlikely that she will really lose."