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Qi Pingyang naturally heard these words, and his eyes moved around Liu Ruyi's face, and he smiled and said, "Tang Yuan, right? Look, even the people in your martial arts hall don't think highly of you."

Liu Ruyi's lips curled slightly, his eyes calm, and he said, "It's okay. They don't have confidence in me, and it's my responsibility as the eldest brother. As long as you lie on the ground in a while and I put the knife on your neck, they won't think so."

Qi Pingyang's smile gradually cooled, "I hope your knife will be as sharp as your lips."

Liu Ruyi smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I'll satisfy you right away."

Qi Pingyang stopped talking, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, a cold light flashed, and went straight to Liu Ruyi.

The sword flashed as fast as lightning, which was beyond the detection speed of the eyes of the numerous apprentices watching. They only saw a flash of white light passing by.

Only a few martial artists were able to barely catch some traces.

Liu Ruyi stood there motionless, as if she had not reacted, or as if she was frightened by the speed of Qi Pingyang's sword.

It was not until the tip of the sword was right in front of her that she twisted her feet and narrowly avoided the sword.

Unexpectedly, this sword was just a feint.

As if he had anticipated Liu Ruyi's reaction, he turned the real sword into an imaginary one and stabbed it diagonally towards Liu Ruyi's chest.

Liu Qing couldn't help but exclaimed.

When people heard Liu Qing's exclamation, their hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

Wang Lingling and Chai Lekang, in particular, subconsciously grabbed each other's hands and were shaking with nervousness.

With a clang, the tip of the sword pierced the blade.

The long sword Yingyue was finally unsheathed.

Qi Pingyang and Liu Ruyi's eyes met, and swords flashed.

Liu Ruyi ducked to avoid the long sword, turned her wrist, and flipped Yingyue over, sticking to the long sword and heading straight for Liu Qipingyang's throat.

Qi Pingyang kicked Liu Ruyi's wrist with his long legs, forcing Liu Ruyi to retreat.

The two people were two meters apart and looked at each other.

Qi Pingyang was about to continue when he suddenly felt his face wet and slightly stinging. He was shocked and raised his left hand to touch his cheek.

A bright red spot appeared on the back of the hand.

"Okay, okay!" Qi Pingyang laughed loudly, then stared at Liu Ruyi coldly.

“It’s so fun!”

"Swish, swish, swish!" Qi Pingyang became serious. His long sword was like stars. In a blink of an eye, five stars pierced towards various parts of Liu Ruyi's body.

These five star points were real and fake, and the onlookers, including Du Dong, could not tell the real ones at all.

This is Qi Pingyang’s ultimate weapon, the sword is divided into seven stars.

Unfortunately, the seven stars of the sword are too profound, and Qi Pingyang has only comprehended five stars so far.

However, it is enough for Qi Pingyang.

Even a warrior at the peak of Blood Forging would suffer defeat when encountering this move.

As soon as this move was used, all warriors below the Organ Refining Stage, without exception, bowed their heads.

Qi Pingyang hasn't used this trick against the enemy for a long time.

It’s not because of anything else, it’s because there are too few people who can use this trick on him.

Unexpectedly, I used this trick to deal with the little Duan Gu today.

"This, how can we hide from this!" Everyone present was shocked.

Some people were even so scared that they closed their eyes.

Clang!

Everyone was quiet.

Yan Feng thought he had seen it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again.

The long knife Yingyue was placed on Qi Pingyang's neck.

The entire martial arts hall was silent.

"You! Who are you?!" Qi Pingyang's voice was trembling a little.

Liu Ruyi smiled and said, "The senior brother of Guyu Martial Arts School, Tang Yuan."

Qi Pingyang's face twitched and he said, "Impossible!"

Liu Ruyi didn't answer, but slapped Qi Pingyang on the chest.

Qi Pingyang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He kept staring at Liu Ruyi, and the blood went straight to Liu Ruyi.

Liu Ruyi drew her knife, made a slash of blade, blocked all the blood, and then wiped it onto Qi Pingyang's body.

There was a touch of color on Qi Pingyang's white clothes.

Liu Ruyi sheathed her sword and raised her hand, saying, "Please."

Qi Pingyang knew his limits and only injured Du Dong, so Liu Ruyi did not kill him.

Qi Pingyang stood there without moving, his eyes full of shock.

"Have you comprehended the sword's meaning?"

Knife intention?

What's the sword intent?

Liu Ruyi had never seen it in the secret book, nor had she heard her cheap master talk about it.

Seeing that Qi Pingyang understood, Liu Ruyi did not despise him for being defeated by her, and asked, "What is the sword intent?"

When Liu Ruyi said this, Qi Pingyang's face changed drastically, as if he had eaten shit, "You don't know the meaning of the sword?"

Liu Ruyi tilted her head and asked innocently, "Should I know?"

Qi Pingyang was itching to beat Liu Ruyi up.

Too bad he couldn't win.

Qi Pingyang didn't want to explain to the person who had just defeated him, so he covered his chest, picked up the broken sword on the ground, and walked out.

Unfortunately, he was blocked after taking only two steps.

The person blocking him looks even more handsome with a smile on his face.

But in Qi Pingyang's eyes, it was so hateful!

Qi Pingyang has never felt so aggrieved since he was a child.

He tried hard to suppress his anger and said, "When a person practices swordsmanship to a certain level, he will understand the sword's meaning."

Liu Ruyi raised her eyebrows: "Is it that simple?"

Qi Pingyang took a breath and said, "I'm not your master. I have no responsibility to teach you."

Liu Ruyi put away her long sword and said, "Please."

Qi Pingyang walked out quickly.

When I was almost at the door, I heard a voice behind me: "Next time, it won't be so easy for you to leave."

Qi Pingyang stopped, turned around and said: "Don't you want to know my identity? I..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Liu Ruyi.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in the identity of the defeated opponent."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Pingyang's face suddenly turned red, and he tilted his head and spat out another mouthful of blood.

He stared at Liu Ruyi for several times, repeated the name "Tang Yuan" several times, and then left the martial arts hall.

After Qi Pingyang left, Liu Ruyi snapped her fingers, attracting everyone's attention to herself.

Liu Ruyi said: "Okay, everyone go do what you need to do."

When Liu Ruyi helped Du Dong and took the martial artists and Wang Lingling away, the entire front yard of the martial arts hall was in an uproar.

Liu Ruyi helped Du Dong and let him sit on a chair in the lobby.

When she turned around, she saw her fellow students looking at her with shining eyes.

Liu Ruyi laughed dumbly, "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Jing Xiang said: "Big Brother, Qi Pingyang is a master of blood forging. You were able to defeat Qi Pingyang so easily, doesn't it mean, doesn't it mean..."

Jing Xiang, who is usually taciturn, was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Yan Feng added: "Almost all the blood-forging warriors are no match for you, Big Brother!"

Liu Ruyi waved her hand and said, "It's not that exaggerated. That Qi Pingyang must have just forged his blood."

Just when Du Dong and the others believed it, Liu Qing said leisurely, "That Qi Pingyang has a nickname called the Starry Swordsman. His best record is defeating a warrior at the peak of the Blood Forging Stage."

The brothers and sisters present: "..."

Liu Ruyi: “…”