Chapter 122 Bibi Dong VS Qian Renxue! Mother and Daughter Battle!
"Yes!"
"Go down. Keep an eye on things, and report any unusual activity to me."
"Yes, sir!"
The figure of the black-clad Soul Master vanished from the spot like a ghost.
Tranquility was restored in the courtyard.
Qian Daobai stood up and strolled to the other side of the courtyard.
There, Ning Rongrong was holding a wooden sword, practicing slashing with a slightly clumsy hand.
Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her hand gripping the sword was white from the force.
But her gaze was unusually focused.
Ever since Qian Daobai gave her a sword that day and told her, "A sword can support you," she felt like she had found a new direction.
Besides meditating to cultivate his soul power, he practiced swordsmanship every day.
She knew that her talent lay in support roles.
But she also knew how naive and foolish it was to place all her hopes on others in this world where the strong are respected.
"That's not how you use a sword."
Qian Daobai's voice rang out behind her.
Ning Rongrong was startled and quickly sheathed her sword and turned around.
"Master."
She bowed respectfully.
Qian Daobai walked up to her and took the wooden sword from her hand.
Your heart is in turmoil.
"The sword moves with the mind; when the mind is in turmoil, the sword loses its power."
As he spoke, he casually twirled his sword.
It was a very simple action, but when he performed it, it had a natural charm, as if the wooden sword had come to life in his hands.
"You are obsessed with power, but you have forgotten the essence of the sword."
"A sword is a weapon of destruction, but also a weapon of protection."
Before drawing your sword, ask your heart why you are drawing it.
Qian Daobai looked into Ning Rongrong's eyes.
"Is it for killing, or for protecting?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong fell into deep thought.
Why does she practice swordsmanship?
To protect oneself? To avoid becoming a burden again?
Or was it so that... he could personally carve out a path to survival for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
"If you can't figure it out, just keep practicing."
Qian Daobai threw the wooden sword back to her.
"Only when you've figured it out can you be considered to have truly mastered the basics of swordsmanship."
After saying that, he turned and left without saying another word.
Ning Rongrong gripped the wooden sword, watching Qian Daobai's retreating figure, her gaze gradually hardening.
She raised her sword and began the monotonous hacking and slashing once more.
This time, however, each of her swings seemed to carry an inexplicable meaning.
...
The forbidden area of the Elders' Hall.
The battle has begun.
"boom!"
The golden flames and the purplish-black poisonous mist collided violently, unleashing a burst of energy.
Holding the Angelic Holy Sword, Qian Renxue's six wings flapped continuously, making her resemble a burning sun as she launched fierce attacks on Bibi Dong time and time again.
Each of her sword strikes was imbued with boundless rage and killing intent.
However, Bibi Dong was like a slippery reef, standing firm even in the midst of a raging storm.
Her first martial soul, the Death Spider Emperor, unleashed eight ferocious spider spears behind her, either blocking or thrusting, completely neutralizing Qian Renxue's attacks.
Her second martial soul, the Soul-Devouring Spider King, continuously releases spider webs and poisonous mist, restricting Qian Renxue's movements.
"Your swordsmanship, like your father's, is full of flaws!"
Bibi Dong responded while making sarcastic remarks.
"They only rely on the advantages of their martial spirit to charge recklessly; they are utterly foolish!"
Before she finished speaking, she seized an opening in Qian Renxue's attack and unleashed eight spider spears simultaneously, like eight jet-black lances, instantly breaking through the Angelic Holy Sword's defense and slamming heavily into Qian Renxue's body.
Bang!
Qian Renxue was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood as her body flew backward and crashed heavily into the wall in the distance.
"Xue'er!"
Qian Daoliu exclaimed in surprise, instinctively wanting to make a move, but forcibly restrained himself.
This is her divine test, and no one is allowed to interfere.
Qian Renxue struggled to her feet, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, her golden eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.
She actually... lost.
Even after breaking through to level 91 and wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, he was still no match for Bibi Dong.
"Again!"
Unconvinced, she channeled her soul power once more and charged forward.
The result was the same.
The second time, the third time...
One charge after another resulted in one crushing defeat after another.
Bibi Dong's combat experience was truly extensive; she could always find the flaws in Qian Renxue's attacks with minimal cost, and then deliver a fatal blow.
"Enough!"
After knocking Qian Renxue away once again, Bibi Dong stopped her attack and looked down at her.
"You're not fighting at all, you're just venting your anger."
"Someone like you can never defeat me."
"Shut up!"
Qian Renxue roared and struggled to stand up again, but due to her severe injuries, her body swayed and she knelt on one knee.
She raised her head and looked at Bibi Dong, who was unharmed, and for the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared in her eyes.
Why...
Why is this happening?
Am I really that weak?
Just as her will was about to waver, Qian Daobai's calm voice seemed to transcend time and space, resounding in her mind.
"Power is empty in itself."
"What fills it is strength."
"In the face of absolute power, any schemes are nothing but a joke."
Master's words...
strength...
Qian Renxue's body trembled.
She suddenly realized.
What are my own strengths?
Is it level 91 soul power? Is it an angelic martial soul? Is it the Angelic Holy Sword?
No.
These are merely vehicles for power.
Her true power comes from the inheritance of the angels and gods, and from the will to judge all evil in the world!
However, he was blinded by personal hatred and used this sacred power as a tool for revenge.
How ridiculous!
She slowly closed her eyes, gradually suppressing the raging anger and hatred in her heart.
When she opened her eyes again, there was no longer a trace of impurity in her golden pupils, only clarity and holiness.
The aura emanating from her underwent a dramatic transformation.
No more rage, no more chaos.
Instead, it became grand, solemn, and filled with the majesty of judgment.
For the first time, Bibi Dong's expression changed.
She sensed a suppression emanating from the depths of Qian Renxue's soul at this moment.
That was the aura of a deity.
Qian Renxue slowly stood up, and the Angelic Holy Sword in her hand shone brightly.
She said nothing more, but calmly slashed her sword at Bibi Dong.
This sword strike lacked any earth-shattering force.
Yet it seemed to have triggered the laws of heaven and earth.
A pure golden sword light ripped through space and instantly arrived in front of Bibi Dong.
Alarm bells rang in Bibi Dong's mind, and she activated her Twin Spider Emperor Martial Souls to their fullest extent, constructing layers upon layers of defense with spider spears and spider webs in front of her.
However, it was no use.
That seemingly ordinary golden sword light ignored all defenses.
(End of chapter)