Ji Yunxi detected the sarcasm in his tone. She thought that this Sang Qingzhou was so arrogant that she could take advantage of his attitude to make him underestimate her. In this way, she could defeat him with one move!
So she deliberately pretended to be hesitant. "This..."
She pinched the corner of her clothes, and the Nianyun sword in her hand twirled slightly, looking as if she had just boasted.
Sang Qingzhou became even more relaxed and less vigilant towards her.
Feng Xingzhi saw through her act at a glance but didn't expose her. Instead, he smiled and said, "It's okay. Don't be afraid. Go ahead. If worst comes to worst, just give him the Soul Pearl."
Lu Shu opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He originally wanted to say that the pavilion master would never lose, but suddenly realized that Ji Yunxi and Feng Xingzhi might be acting. So he swallowed his words back.
In Sang Qingzhou's eyes, their cooperation was a sign that Ji Yunxi had no real skills.
Sure enough, when he heard this, he felt even more confident. He asked brazenly, "Are we still going to have the contest? If you're just dawdling like this, are you afraid?"
Ji Yunxi pretended to be helpless, like a duck being forced onto a shelf. She immediately nodded and said, "Let's do it. How could I be afraid of you!"
Then, under Sang Qingzhou's constant urging, she signed a written agreement with him.
Looking at her handprint on the agreement, Sang Qingzhou seemed to already see the Soul Pearl waving to him.
Seeing that Sang Qingzhou was so confident, his attendant immediately encouraged him, "She's just a young girl. How dare she compete with you? She's really overestimating herself and seeking her own doom."
Sang Qingzhou stopped him. "Alright, don't talk so carelessly. We don't want to hurt the girl's feelings."
Qing Xuan couldn't help but turn around. In fact, he was already holding back his laughter. How could there be such a big fool?
He would probably be beaten up by the master in a while.
Ji Yunxi and her group followed Sang Qingzhou and the guards to the martial arts arena. The arena was very large, like a huge military training ground. Ji Yunxi and Feng Xingzhi exchanged a look and were both a little surprised.
Xuan City was on the border of Nanyan. If there was such a large military training ground here, it was not a good sign.
It meant that Sang Yuanyi had set this place as a base. Once there was any trouble, his troops could immediately reach the city and threaten Nanyan's safety.
However, this place was also on the border of Beidi. If they wanted to start a rebellion, it would be as easy as taking something out of a pocket.
It seemed that the Sang family was not just arrogant and domineering.
Ji Yunxi was urged to step onto the martial arts platform.
When Sang Qingzhou saw the Nianyun sword in her hand, he also chose a sword for himself.
After thinking for a while, Ji Yunxi put away the Nianyun sword. Instead, she turned back to Feng Xingzhi and said, "Borrow your sword."
Feng Xingzhi understood. Once the Nianyun sword was unsheathed, Sang Qingzhou would recognize it. After all, it was an ancient divine sword with extraordinary power. Taking it out would mean directly exposing Ji Yunxi's identity.
Thinking of this, Feng Xingzhi immediately threw his sword out. Ji Yunxi caught it at once, and the sword was unsheathed instantly.
The cold light reflected in Ji Yunxi's eyes, making her look heroic.
Holding the sword in her hand, she stared into Sang Qingzhou's eyes. Seeing the greed in his eyes, she sneered inwardly.
"Since you're a girl, I'll let you have three moves. How about that?"
Ji Yunxi smiled brightly, as if she was very happy. "Are you serious, sir?"
"Of course."
"Then don't go back on your word."
"I definitely won't."
Ji Yunxi couldn't believe that there was such a fool who was actively seeking death. She immediately raised her sword and charged forward. The two swords clashed, and Sang Qingzhou felt a shock in his tiger's mouth. His heart trembled as well.
The sword in his hand flew out directly.
Ji Yunxi thought that this was just Feng Xingzhi's sword. If it was the Nianyun sword, the sword might break, and Sang Qingzhou's arm might not be saved.
Sang Qingzhou stood there stupidly, looking at the smiling woman in front of him. His heart was like a stormy sea.
He had underestimated her. He had been deceived!
What couldn't beat him? She had clearly deliberately hidden her strength to humiliate him!
At this moment, Sang Qingzhou was extremely sober. He knew that he had been played around. Anger immediately welled up in his heart.
Seeing his stunned expression, Ji Yunxi couldn't help but laugh. "One move is already over, Young Master Sang. You still have two moves."
This was like slapping him hard in the face.
Sang Qingzhou gritted his teeth and struck out with his palm.
After all, he was the son of a Beidi general. This palm did have quite a bit of power. Ji Yunxi narrowed her eyes and immediately dodged.
Seeing the weapon rack on the side of the arena, Sang Qingzhou immediately stepped forward and picked up a silver spear.
Lu Shu's face changed, and he cursed in a low voice. "This bastard!"
Qing Xuan also got anxious. "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"His father is best at using the silver spear!"
It turned out that the Sang family had a family - inherited silver spear technique. One of their signature moves, the back - lance, could catch people off guard.
Ji Yunxi was not afraid at all. In her opinion, weapons and spiritual power complemented each other. If one's spiritual power was low, they would lose from the very beginning.
And Ji Yunxi had already clearly grasped Sang Qingzhou's spiritual power from that one sword strike.
Seeing that Sang Qingzhou's moves with the silver spear were becoming more and more fancy, Ji Yunxi sneered. "All show and no substance!"
Saying that, she immediately counter - attacked. With a light leap, she lowered her body and came behind Sang Qingzhou. She grabbed his silver spear and threw him out.
Sang Qingzhou was dizzy from the fall. Just as he wanted to sit up and scold, he opened his eyes and saw Ji Yunxi smiling slightly. "Young Master Sang, two moves are already over. Even if it's a best - of - three, you've already lost."
Sang Qingzhou was not convinced. He secretly felt around his waist, and a silver needle flew out.
Ji Yunxi had long expected that he wouldn't be so honest. She dodged coldly and firmly placed her sword on Sang Qingzhou's neck.
"Don't move around, Young Master Sang. Swords have no eyes."
Sang Qingzhou turned pale and trembled all over. He didn't dare to move. "What, what are you going to do?"
"I should be asking you this question, Young Master Sang. What's this? Since you can't win fairly, you want to kill me?"
Sang Qingzhou smiled awkwardly. "It was just an instinctive reaction. I didn't mean it. Besides, you weren't even hurt, were you?"
Lu Shu cursed. "Bah! If you had really hurt her, there wouldn't be any time to talk to you. You can't win fair and square, so you resort to using hidden weapons. You're so shameless!"
Sang Qingzhou blushed from the scolding and was speechless for a moment.
Seeing that their master was being controlled, the guards on one side naturally refused to let it go. They immediately shouted and were about to step forward to fight back.
Ji Yunxi smiled and immediately released her spiritual power, firmly suppressing everyone.
Sang Qingzhou felt it, and his face became even more ugly. He felt as if the sword had already cut through his throat.
"Spare, spare my life..."
"Young Master Sang, I have no intention of being your enemy. I just want to live in peace. Release my people, and I'll naturally let you go."
At this critical moment, Sang Qingzhou had no right to negotiate. He quickly shouted at the people around him.
"Release them! Release them quickly!"