An exchange student from the Hehuan Sect came to Taichu Palace.
He knew nothing about charm, but he was quite experienced in swordsmanship. He held a broken sword and killed seven in and seven out in the disciple competition at Wenjian Peak. He was extremely fierce.
The swordsmen's self-esteem was shattered, they complained again and again, and asked questions from the depths of their souls.
"Are all you charm cultivators like this?"
At this time, the only senior sister who did not participate in the competition passed by, and Xiang Qing naturally challenged her.
Chang Zhen pointed at himself and asked him uncertainly: "Me?"
The sword cultivator, who was lying on the ground playing the role of a corpse, wailed: "Senior sister, beat him!"
Chang Zhen laughed out loud, drew his sword and walked onto the martial arts field.
From the disciple's plea for help, Xiang Qing guessed that she was a powerful swordsman.
... Although she held the sword like she was holding a fire stick.
Xiang Qing missed the opponent's sword on the tenth move. The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, but she didn't dodge it.
He was just for a discussion and didn't want to hurt anyone. He frowned and wanted to stop.
But Chang Zhen suddenly moved forward.
The sword light hit her shoulder, making a clanging sound like gold and stone colliding.
She stood unscathed.
Xiang Qing:?
The senior sister who seemed to have a good temper smiled and suddenly took action.
That day, Xiang Qing was beaten badly.
When he was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, he also wanted to ask:
Why are you still pretending to be a physical practitioner?
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Physical training x sword training
The female protagonist is an awesome physical practitioner, and the male protagonist is an awesome swordsman, but he can't beat the female protagonist.
If you don't abuse women, you may abuse men.
I am a stream of cultivating immortals, a mix of modern and ancient terms.
It should be a relatively relaxed story.
Mission: Always believe in warmth and love.