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Chapter 175 Qin Jichen

After they finished their meal, Xu Junyi took Xu Qingyun to prepare for the afternoon competition, while Qin Jichen took Qin Xiao to compete with them.

"That's perfect. Xu Qingyun, Xu Junyi and the others are out, so there are only three of us here. You don't have to hold back, just fight as you like, okay?"

Qin Jichen stretched his muscles and stared at Qin Xiao who was looking at the place opposite him with shining eyes.

He was indeed curious about how far Qin Xiao had come in his cultivation.

Although he had never been there, he had heard some rumors about the mountains and had a rough estimate of the trouble Qin Xiao was facing. Qin Xiao was able to return successfully from there, and he had everything on him. Even if there was a luck factor, there must have been some strength involved.

But Qin Xiao passed away just two days after awakening, without even knowing how to practice. Where did all his strength come from?

Not to mention that Qin Xiao often showed expressions and behaved in a way that was not in line with a child.

Qin Jichen's eyes deepened slightly.

Qin Xiao had many secrets, he knew.

Qin Xiao's agreement this time was beyond his expectations. It seemed that Qin Xiao had no intention of hiding anything from him.

Qin Xiao felt a little helpless. He rubbed his neck and glanced at Mo Hanyu who was sitting in the audience seats.

Mo Hanyu smiled at him and made an encouraging gesture.

Qin Xiao: ...

Qin Xiao sighed and nodded: "I understand."

After saying that, he turned around and looked directly at Qin Jichen, his breath becoming heavier.

Since he agreed to the competition, he certainly wouldn't just give in and admit defeat.

He knew that Qin Jichen was serious, and if he agreed, he would also give Qin Jichen respect.

So Qin Xiao took a deep breath, his eyes dimmed, and he stared straight at Qin Jichen. He took a half step back and got into a stance, with all his muscles tensed, as if he had become a different person.

The feeling of laziness surrounding the body disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an indescribable sharpness, like an ancient sword that had been silent for many years and was finally unsheathed, so steady and sharp that people dared not look directly at it.

Qin Jichen's vigilance reached its highest point in an instant. Born with a strong sensitivity to strength, he reacted almost at the same time when Qin Xiao changed his aura - he took a big step back and released his Qi to cover the entire training ground.

Qin Xiao felt the Qi spreading around his body, but did not move. He just looked at Qin Jichen quietly, as if waiting for him to announce the start.

Qin Jichen's eyes darkened inch by inch, and his voice became lowered unconsciously: "Then... let's start."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud roar, and the figure of the person in front of him flashed, turned into a black lightning, and disappeared.

Qin Jichen was startled, a chill ran up his spine to the back of his head. Almost instinctively, he turned around and opened his hands. A whirlwind blade appeared in his hand and chopped behind him.

The wind blades intersected with the lightning, exploding into thunder flowers, and the crackling sound reached his ears. Qin Jichen's pupils shrank sharply.

He didn't see Qin Xiao.

His Qi had clearly spread throughout the entire venue, but he still couldn't capture Qin Xiao's position.

In fact, it was Qin Xiao who took the initiative to attack and released his aura, so he was able to sense it.

With Qin Jichen's level of cultivation, he no longer needs to use his eyes to see. He only needs to spread his Qi and he can obtain accurate information from the fluctuations of Qi.

Qin Jichen felt curious.

Unlike Xu Junyi, although both of their attributes include thunder elements, their combat styles are completely different.

The duel with Xu Junyi was like sailing a boat in a thunderstorm, with thunder and lightning coming down with great momentum and overwhelming energy. The thunder and lightning were as dense as raindrops, and if you were not careful, you would be doomed.

Qin Xiao, on the other hand, did not have such a mighty momentum, nor did he have the flashing lightning that could be seen everywhere. Fighting Qin Xiao was more like a kite that was accidentally caught in a storm, floating in this extremely confusing storm, not knowing whether it would be sunny or cloudy, and even not knowing what would come in the next second.

Qin Jichen originally wanted to take this opportunity to understand Qin Xiao's cultivation and fighting style, thinking that he might be able to give him some guidance with his own experience, but after only two rounds, he felt a thrilling chill.

All thoughts of trying were swept away, and he instinctively focused all his attention on the duel, unknowingly using all his strength without holding back at all.

Qin Jichen felt a chill on his neck and all the hairs on his body stood up. Almost at the moment he raised his chin, a flash of lightning passed across his neck, followed by a burning sensation. He gently tapped his neck, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

...It’s really cruel.

Qin Jichen thought of what Qin Xiao had said before and couldn't help but nodded in his heart.

If he had been a little slower, he would have been pierced through.

Fighting with Xu Junyi is tiring, and fighting with his brother... is a bit exhausting.

Qin Jichen's distraction caused him to lose the best reaction period, and when he came back to his senses and wanted to respond, it was already too late.

A black light flashed before his eyes, and a cold murderous aura descended upon him, like a sharp long sword, rushing straight to his face with irresistible momentum.

What followed was the oppressive feeling that made it hard to breathe, and the endless terror was like a storm, which was impossible to dodge and one was deeply trapped in.

For a moment, Qin Jichen thought he was going to die.

The bone marrow-freezing chill was like a maggot attached to his bones, gnawing at his meridians, making his whole body stiff and unable to even think.

But the next moment, Qin Xiao restrained all his breath. His dim vision suddenly became bright again, allowing him to see the child in front of him clearly.

Qin Xiao's fingers lightly touched his throat, and the cold light in his eyes faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye. The air slowly warmed up, and his limbs seemed to have finally regained consciousness. Qin Jichen realized that he was kneeling on one knee, breathing rapidly, and his heart was beating like a drum.

Qin Xiao withdrew his hand, looked into Qin Jichen's dazed eyes, paused, and stretched out his hand to him.

Qin Jichen held his hand and slowly stood up.

Qin Xiao looked at the dazed Qin Jichen and touched the tip of his nose.

Although it was obvious that Qin Jichen lost in the situation just now, Qin Xiao felt a little guilty seeing that Qin Jichen looked like he had lost his soul.

It seems like he shouldn't have taken action...

Qin Xiao's eyes wandered around and he accidentally met Mo Hanyu's gaze. Looking at his helpless smile, he twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what expression to make.

Qin Jichen slowly came back to his senses, looked around, and found that the venue was covered with charred marks, which were obviously caused by being split.

Qin Xiao was just hesitating to say something when Qin Jichen slapped him on the back.

"Not bad, haha." Qin Jichen laughed and said cheerfully, "Very impressive."

"...Nothing." Qin Xiao was a little surprised by his reaction. He slowly turned his head to the side, touched his neck uncomfortably, and turned back to observe his expression.

Although Qin Jichen smiled brightly, he couldn't hide the palpitations in his eyes.

The shock Qin Xiao brought to him was too great, making it difficult for him to cope with it for a while.

Rongcheng is not a big city in Yuhua, and can even be regarded as a remote town. But Qin Jichen's talent is really amazing, and it is still difficult to hide his brilliance among the children of aristocratic families. After being sent to Yuhua's top Qi Cultivation Academy, he was not buried, but stood out from the descendants of famous families.

Although he is not as good as the gifted ones like Xu Qingyun and Bai Shuheng, he is definitely one of the best among the younger generation.

Qin Jichen knew that his strength was still far behind those real masters, but the results of his practice over the years did make him somewhat proud - and he did have the capital to be proud.

But Qin Xiao...

Qin Jichen looked at Qin Xiao and found that Qin Xiao was looking at him.

He is eight years older than Qin Xiao, and Qin Xiao now makes him feel absolutely terrified and threatened. Although he doesn't know if there is any evil reason behind this, he can be sure that Qin Xiao's talent is definitely higher than his.

Qin Jichen thought about this and smiled at Qin Xiao again.

It seems that it is time to find a college for Qin Xiao.

Qin Jichen doesn't want a genius like Qin Xiao to be buried.

"How did you manage to hide your aura? Why couldn't I feel it just now?" After making up his mind, Qin Jichen stopped hesitating and put his long arm on Qin Xiao's shoulder and asked him.

"It's just... hiding." Qin Xiao felt relieved to see that his expression had returned to normal, but he didn't know how to explain this aura to him.

Qin Jichen talked a lot to Qin Xiao, but he never asked why his fighting was so fierce and why his murderous aura was so strong.

Mo Hanyu was listening on the side, occasionally responding with a smile.

By the time they arrived at the Mo Yue competition venue, Xu Junyi's game had already ended.

Xu Junyi lost.

In fact, the loss was not a bad one, as his opponent was an experienced top demon tamer of Thunder, a first-class figure of Thunder.

"I will definitely be able to beat him in a few years."

When Xu Junyi was found, he was lying on the bed, saying this angrily to Xu Qingyun beside him.

"Yes." Xu Qingyun responded and looked up at them.

Xu Junyi's hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, and his face was also wrapped in gauze, covering half of his cheek. When he saw Qin Jichen coming, his eyes lit up and he was about to sit up, but then he lay back down with a grimace.

"Be quiet, the doctor will be here soon." Xu Qingyun shook his head, somewhat helpless.

"...Oh." Xu Junyi curled his lips, as if he had some opinions, but he didn't say anything. He looked up and stared at Qin Jichen, "How about you and your brother duel?"

"You've been beaten up like this, and you're still in the mood to talk about this?" Qin Jichen laughed and sat down next to him. "Why were you beaten up like this?"

"Oh, don't say it, it's just..." Xu Junyi seemed to have received the secret signal to start talking, and he opened his mouth and started talking nonstop.

Seeing that there was nothing for Qin Xiao to do, he and Mo Hanyu went outside to wait for Qin Jichen.

"By the way, you guys were talking before. You are an evil cultivator, and what is your attitude towards your brother...what is that?" Qin Xiao looked at Mo Hanyu who was sitting next to him and asked him.

"Oh, that..." Mo Hanyu felt a little uncomfortable when he mentioned this. He touched the back of his neck and sighed, "Ah... Actually, it was quite close in time. You know, didn't I cry when we first met here?"

"You know, because of this?"

"Not entirely..." Mo Hanyu turned his head, "It's just that my brother seemed to dislike evil practitioners. At that time... he didn't know my situation, so his words were a bit harsh. Actually, it's nothing. Now I think it's completely unnecessary."

Mo Hanshang hates evil cultivators?

Qin Xiao frowned, thinking about how he looked when he first met him.

They can tolerate the existence of a "corpse binder" like him, but cannot tolerate evil cultivators?

But after watching him for some time, I didn't see anything unusual about Mo Hanshang.

Facing Qin Xiao's slightly puzzled look, Mo Hanyu shook his head.

"I don't quite understand what happened." Mo Hanyu lowered his eyes, "But he didn't seem to be affected after he found out..."

Seeing this, Qin Xiao touched his head and said, "This is not your choice."

"That's right." Mo Hanyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and smiled at him, "It's nothing, it's all in the past anyway."

Qin Xiao looked into his eyes, paused, and said nothing more.

……

After stepping through the heavy and plain door, the man, who had been staring at the metal plate, finally lifted his eyes and looked at the boy running towards him.

"Father, the head of the family!" The young man was about a teenager, wearing a bright red suit. The golden locket around his neck shone in the dim moonlight. A happy smile was on his face, and his short hair hung slightly behind his ears.

Wang Ji glanced at the boy who was running over and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I won again today!" said the young man, puffing out his chest proudly, his eyes shining like dazzling golden light.

"Well, that's great." Wang Ji responded nonchalantly, glancing at the guards behind the young man, his eyes darkened a little.

Seeing how cold he was, the boy's bright eyes slowly dimmed, and the joy that had originally filled his chest gradually faded away.

He couldn't understand Wang Ji's mood and felt a little uneasy: "Master, is there something I did wrong?"

"No, you did very well." Wang Ji glanced at him, and realized that his reaction just now was too bland, so he smiled slightly, raised his hand and touched the boy's furry head, "Keep it up."

The extinguished flame in the boy's eyes reignited, and he nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

"Master." The guard came over, looking hesitant, and whispered in Wang Ji's ear, "Madam..."

"I understand." Wang Ji glanced at him calmly, then turned and leaned over to say to the young man gently, "Remember to rest. This competition is just a test. There is no need to hurt your body for this."

"I, I understand." The boy instinctively stood up and replied.

Wang Ji said "hmm" again and prepared to leave.

Looking at Wang Ji's back, the young man opened his mouth, and the words that surged to his throat made him tighten. As if he had made up his mind, he raised his head suddenly and said in a voice as light as a mosquito: "Dad..."

The words were like drifting smoke, easily blown away by the evening breeze.

The young man looked at the receding figure, with a hint of loss in his eyes.

Wang Ji paused, tilted his head slightly, and spoke softly, but clearly into the boy's ears: "Anything else?"

Wang Ji's reply was obviously beyond the boy's expectation. The boy shuddered and shook his head quickly: "No, no..."

Wang Ji looked at him again before turning and leaving.

The young man did not expect Wang Ji to hear what he had just said, but Wang Ji's reaction made him very happy. He couldn't help but smile with joy, and the satisfaction in his eyes could not be hidden.

Wang Ji walked on the road, rubbed his brows tiredly, turned his palm down, and put the metal plate back into the storage ring.

Walking through the rockery path, although it is autumn, the clusters of spiritual plants planted in the courtyard are still lush and leafy. As the evening breeze caresses the branches and leaves, they emit a soft light like the moonlight shining through the fog, hazy and white.

Wang Ji was standing at the door. Hearing the noise coming from inside the house, he lowered his eyelids slightly, pushed the door open and walked in.