When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 52 Redefining Her Strength
Fellow Daoist Huo, who was highly expected by many people, couldn't even last ten moves in the hands of Zhou Li!

In fact, Zhou Li smiled when he saw Huo Ximi take out the sword. Great, he actually knows how to play with the sword. Isn't it a coincidence? As a member of the Sword Peak, Master Long is a sword cultivator, and his daughter is also a sword cultivator. How could she not know how to play with the sword after being influenced by them?

Ever since she decided to practice hard, in order to get first place in the foundation-building period of the Taoist competition, she also began to learn swordsmanship from Master Long.

For a whole year, she went from swinging the sword a hundred times a day until her arms cramped, to practicing the entire set of sword techniques continuously for hundreds and thousands of times. She followed her daughter's example, exhausting herself to the last bit of physical strength, and then lying on the ground with her arms and legs spread out to practice and relieve the pain of her body.

It was a very cruel way to treat herself, and it was from then on that she realized that what her daughter did every day was a thousand times more painful than she had imagined.

She couldn't imagine how her daughter managed to endure such hard study and training.

Fortunately, she had a daughter who was a role model for her, so she was unwilling to fall behind. Although her daughter had poor aptitude, she still practiced so hard.

Her talent is excellent. If she works half as hard as her daughter, she will definitely be able to help her daughter more when she grows up.

So she opened the book too.

For those who cultivate immortals, a year is almost a period of seclusion, and it passes in the blink of an eye.

But for people like them who are working hard every day to make progress, it is a considerable wealth of time.

Especially the sword cultivator's cross-level battle was fully exploited by Zhou Li.

With her current attainments in swordsmanship, she is able to fight against cultivators in the Jindan stage, let alone those in the late foundation building stage.

Within ten moves, she knocked the man off the stage.

Once the knot on the stage was broken, she could naturally hear clearly her daughter's voice talking to people in the audience.

"Don't worry about it. Don't be angry. I checked it out a long time ago. It was her junior sister who took her anger out on us and spread rumors. I beat her up yesterday."

"No, I haven't beaten him yet!" Zhou Ling stood up angrily. She couldn't swallow this humiliation unless she caught the person behind the scenes and beat him up!
"The Dao Sect Competition and the fight are personal grudges. Don't make it a big deal and don't use spiritual power. You are young and you will suffer a great loss if you don't use spiritual power."

Pulling each other's hair and making them move back and forth is not something a child like my daughter can understand. It was seen from the previous fight in the market that the little girl named Xu Wan fought with this guy He Xi Ni. No matter how arrogant they are in their daily lives, they are still young. They don't use spiritual power and have no strength at all. Their tickling doesn't hurt. Their arms and legs are short, so they can be suppressed in minutes.

Zhou Ling knew that what her mother said made sense. She was not a physical practitioner and was young, so she would be at a disadvantage if she didn't use her spiritual power to fight.

But is this just the end of the matter? Absolutely impossible!

"Is the sister who is trying to smooth things over, refining Qi or building a foundation?"

Since spiritual power cannot be used in private fights, she has no chance of winning, but what if she fights in a ring?
She clenched her small fists until they cracked. It would be great if she could meet the person who spread the rumors on the ring!
"It's foundation building." Zhou Li rubbed her daughter's head, trying to persuade her not to think about it. If she felt that beating her once was not enough, then she would beat her twice. As long as there was a chance to meet her on the ring, she would never let her off easily.

Zhou Ling hung his head. It was the foundation-building stage… Mother had good aptitude and could break through the Qi Refining stage and reach the foundation-building stage in just one year.

But as for her, although she didn't know what her current cultivation level was, after a year of seclusion, she felt that she had made great progress. However, no matter how much progress she made, she was still a long way from building a foundation.

Fortunately, there was something that made her happy right now, which diluted her regret.

"Mom, this is all your credit. Let's split it in half." "No, it's all your credit. Ling'er has a keen eye for talent, knows how to invest, and is a good gambler. Mom doesn't want it. It's all yours."

The table full of spirit stones were pushed back and forth by the mother and daughter, and everyone around them was stunned!
That’s their spirit stone!!!

What a sin! Pushing these spirit stones in front of them is simply cutting their hearts!
Who could have imagined? Who could have imagined? Daoist Huo, who was supposed to win, ended up losing to this vase named Zhou? ? ?

I originally thought that it was surprising that Brother Huo, an alchemist, suddenly started playing with swords.

But I never thought that there was someone hiding deeper! A beautiful crab who relied on his daughter's power to walk sideways in the sect, ah, he actually has some skills!

With the strength of an early stage foundation building warrior, he defeated Huo Ximi, who was in the late stage foundation building warrior, using the same sword!

It is not difficult to imagine how many elite disciples of the sect will be unable to sleep tonight.

After all, the first step for participating in a competition of this scale is to understand the opponent. They should classify all possible opponents into different levels, and then predict how they will win against them.

But when they were dividing the levels and categories, they would definitely not take this person named Zhou seriously and would definitely not include her in the category!

Now, after this battle, a wake-up call has been sounded in many people’s hearts.

The fact that they lost the spirit stones was a small matter; the bigger matter was that the elite disciples of the sect behind them lost their chance of winning.

Zhou Ling and her mother didn't care how this small competition caused such a big stir. In the end, the pile of spirit stones on the table were divided into 30% and 70% by them.

Zhou Lingqi, Zhou Lisan.

Now that they had money in their hands, they wanted to spend it and celebrate, but when the mother and daughter were already at the gate of the market, the disciples under Master Mowang came running to look for them, saying that the master had summoned them.

Zhou Ling held her mother's hand and followed this senior brother all the way to the main peak of the sect. The closer they got to the main peak, the more uneasy she felt.

Based on her experience, this kind of ominous premonition has always been very accurate.

My mother said that Master had gone out to deal with something for over a month, and there had been no news from him during that time. Now the Sect Leader is calling them over in such a hurry, could it be that something had happened to Master?

"Ling'er! You're just in time. Come here quickly. This is the letter your master left for you. There are restrictions on the letter, and only you can open it. The situation is urgent, so please open the letter and read it first. If you have any questions, I will explain it to you later."

When Zhou Ling heard that it was about her master, her heart sank. But when she reached out to take the letter handed to her by the headmaster, her eyes bulged out in shock.

The restriction that the master set on the letter turned out to be an extremely difficult and complicated math problem?

Is this an emergency or a mild situation?

If it is a matter of life and death, by the time she solves the problem and opens the letter, it will be too late!

Zhou Ling was panicked and angry at the same time, with a gloomy face throughout the whole process. He took out the draft paper and charcoal pencil, sat down on the spot, and started solving the problem quickly.

(End of this chapter)