Flowers in full bloom [Through the book, I became the favorite of the dark group]

Chapter 564: Competition, Xuecheng Sword-asking; Beast-like Intuition

This woman holding the sword is also one of the training members of the Butian Tower.

Xue Cheng, 29 years old, peak of level seven.

Born in the Kunlun Snowland Sword Sect in District 5.

Xue Cheng was a man who entered the martial arts world due to a broken heart. He practiced swordplay in the snowy mountains for ten years, and developed his ruthless swordsmanship during these ten years.

For ten years, they have been defending the Snow City Pass in the Kunlun Snow Region, protecting the area in the name of the city, and repelling alien species and outsiders dozens of times, with outstanding military exploits.

In terms of cultivation talent, she is not outstanding among these people, but in terms of swordsmanship, no one here can match her.

"Xue Cheng is not worthy of the title of 'Master' yet, just call me by my name, Master Si." Xue Cheng continued to answer his question.

"Ma Yuanhong's long-range weapons are open and close, and his moves are quite complex. It can be seen that some of his moves are improved and practiced by himself, and they are honed from fighting. As for Hua Chang, uh, Miss Chang Le,"

Snow City got stuck.

She had heard about the Hua family's banquet a while ago. For some reason, Hua Changle did not use the Hua family's surname. Although many people did not understand the reason, they all changed their words tacitly.

"Ms. Chang Le is weaker in strength, but has a slight advantage in speed and awareness. Also, her style of attack is a bit strange."

Xue Cheng thought for a moment before continuing, "If I must describe it, it's like a beast's habit of reacting instinctively, good at breaking moves, and a variety of changes."

Si Yehong looked at Hua Anning with interest: "It seems that little Changle usually practices very hard and has experienced many life-and-death battles?"

Hua Anning didn't say anything.

Others made similar guesses, otherwise it would be impossible to explain Chang Le’s fighting style and moves.

The two men on the ring stopped fighting and ended in a draw.

After the fight, Ma Yuanhong looked at Chang Le with a look that was obviously more passionate and serious than before:

"You are much stronger than I thought. I hope we can use our powers and have a good fight later."

Chang Le put away the knife and said with a smile, "I look forward to the competition."

"Lele!"

Chang Le looked in the direction of the voice and found Hua An Ning and the others coming. Huang Mingfu and Hao Ren were already acquainted with them.

"Kunlun Sword Sect, Xuecheng." Xuecheng saluted with the sword in his arms.

Chang Le returned the greeting: "I am Chang Le, nice to meet you."

"Excuse me for asking, but Chang Le, are you willing to fight with my Bingjue Sword?" Xue Cheng expressed his thoughts frankly.

Chang Le thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Turning around, the two of them went onto the stage again.

Glancing at Xue Cheng's Ice Sword, Chang Le turned around and took out two daggers from the weapon cabinet. The Ice Sword was much more flexible than Ma Yuanhong's Azure Dragon Halberd, and using two swords would hinder his actions.

Xue Cheng held the sword horizontally in front of him, stroking the scabbard with one hand, and said, "You just used up a lot of energy. I won't take advantage of you. Just three moves. How about you take my three moves?"

Chang Le calmed his heartbeat, and spread his legs one in front of the other: "Come on."

Xue Cheng held the hilt of the sword with one hand: "First sword."

"Break!"

The crisp sound of the sword being unsheathed and the sound of the sword breaking through the air sounded almost at the same time, and the snow-white Ice Sword was in front of him in the blink of an eye!

too fast!

The sword blade shone brightly, and the moment people were stunned, it was already too late.

Chang Le’s reaction was even more unexpected!

Her two daggers happened to be stuck on the sword at an awkward angle. The resilient sword body bent into a taut arc, and the tip of the sword was only a few centimeters away from Chang Le's face, but it could not move any further.

Chang Le twisted his hands, making the sword spin with just a little effort, twisting Xue Cheng's arm as well.

Xuecheng made a prompt decision to let go, turned his wrist, and quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand. He shook the sword in the opposite direction of Chang Le's force and removed the two daggers.

After this move, Xue Cheng's eyes showed surprise.

Chang Le's fighting style is very different from her appearance and rumored personality. She is fierce, decisive, calm, and disregards life and death, with a sense of rational madness.

The two men each took a step back, and Xuecheng continued his attack, the second sword!

This sword was somewhat dangerous. If both of them had not been able to control themselves, both would have shed blood. However, no one gained an advantage.

Xue Cheng stood still with a solemn expression, twisted the sword tip, adjusted his body condition, breathing and even heartbeat, and prepared to use the last sword.

Suddenly, Chang Le moved!

Xue Cheng's pupils dilated to the limit. The man who had been passively defending suddenly rushed forward at a speed several times faster than before! The dagger approached his throat at an extremely fast speed!

Xuecheng had to give up his original move and block with his sword raised, but the dagger that was heading for his throat deviated from its trajectory. When Xuecheng realized something was wrong, another dagger had already brushed past his wrist.

Chang Le turned around and stood still to get rid of the inertia. Xue Cheng was stunned looking at the white mark left by the back of the dagger on his wrist.

She lost.

She lost because she underestimated her opponent. She didn't expect Chang Le to hide his strength. She lost because her speed and reaction were not as good as Chang Le's.

If Chang Le had used a blade, her hand would have been crippled.

Ma Yuanhong stared at Chang Le with burning eyes, which meant that Chang Le had not used his full strength when the two of them were sparring just now.

Chang Le put the dagger back: "Are you okay?"

Xue Cheng shook his head, clasped his sword and saluted: "I admit defeat."

"No, I'm not as good as you in terms of swordsmanship. I was able to win because I used some tricks."

"Absolute speed or power suppression, like the perfection of the moves, are the results of your own practice. You don't need to be modest, you are very powerful." Xue Cheng said seriously.

As the two walked off the stage, Xue Cheng asked curiously, "I want to know how you, Chang Le, practiced? How did you develop such a keen sense like that of a wild animal?"

Chang Le paused and did not answer for a moment.

Xue Cheng added: "I'm sorry, my description may not be appropriate."

"It's okay, I just thought of something." Chang Le said, "I think we should continue to break through the limits."

Xue Cheng nodded: "Indeed, only by constantly breaking through in life-and-death battles can one develop a highly sensitive body."

Chang Le smiled and said nothing more.

She couldn't tell the truth to Xue Cheng.

Was she going to tell Xue Cheng that because of wandering, because of being forced to survive, and because she was once like a wild beast, she formed instinctive memories?

Beast-like instinct? That's an apt description.

After coming out of the martial arts hall, several people left.

Chang Le said she wanted to go back to the hotel, so Hua An Ning, Gu Yujing and Si Yehong sent her back.

In the car, Hua An Ning said, "Le Le, about the three people you mentioned that day, Gu Yujing knows something else."

Gu Yujing turned his head and said, "Ma Yuanhong is a martial arts fanatic with a simple experience. I have worked with him in missions. To some extent, he is relatively simple. There is nothing wrong with him."

"As for Hao Ren, he is meticulous and shrewd. Shen Xiu has come into contact with him several times at work. He told me that he is a smiling tiger, but he is indeed capable. It is worry-free to cooperate with him."

"Finally, there is Huang Mingfu, who is known as the strongest player in Chang'an College and a true dark horse.

This guy may seem eccentric, but he has participated in so many missions and led his team to win so many games. He is definitely more than just a person. Also, there are a few small details in his profile that don't match what I found. He has some secrets."

Hua An Ning said: "It was probably not a coincidence that Huang Mingfu and the other two ran into you that day. You must be careful."

"Well, I'm prepared."

Chang Le saw that the street ahead was the hotel, so he said, "Please drop me off here. I can walk there by myself."

She bent her eyes and nudged Hua An Ning with her elbow: "Don't you two have things to do? Don't waste time!"

Hua Anning glared at her angrily and asked Gu Yujing to stop the car.

Chang Le got out of the car and waited for the two to leave before returning to the hotel.

As I walked towards the room, I recalled Xue Cheng's words in my mind.

The keen intuition of a wild animal.

Similar comments were made by Shen Fuguang, Mu Liangchao and others eleven years ago when she first arrived in District 9.

At that time, she was surviving almost instinctively like a wild animal.

Mu Liangchao loved to provoke her the most, and during that period, she made his arms, shoulders, back and face bleed a lot.

Even when they met for the first time, she gave Mu Liangchao a kiss.

Chang Le stood in the elevator. The elevator stopped in the middle. After the door opened, a man in security uniform walked in.

The man saw her and nodded stiffly.