It turned out that Qian Qian had attached Jin Lingsi to the sword body as early as when he held the sword blade, and after it returned to the other party's hands, he used his spiritual power to manipulate Jin Lingsi to quietly transfer to Nangong Rufeng.

When the opponent attacked him, he implanted the Jin Lingsi wrapped around his body into the ground, creating a situation where the tip of the sword could not be advanced even now.

"Agreed~"

Qian Qiao smiled and patted Nangong Rufeng, who was restrained by Jin Lingsi and couldn't move, and accurately punched the ethereal technique into the opponent's dantian with one hand.

"What would you do if I didn't throw in the towel?"

Nangong Rufeng frowned and stared at the girl in front of him, as early as when she used Jin Ling Silk for the first time, he had discovered the strangeness in it, condensing the spiritual power to the back of the pupils, and some pale golden silk threads were faintly visible.

If his guess was correct, these threads should not only have the ability to bind others, but should be sharp enough to cut everything.

He didn't believe that Qianqiao didn't open the blade because the cultivation time was too short and the heat was insufficient, if it was Jin Lingsi, as long as she wanted to, it would be a matter of minutes for the other party to cut off his hands and feet.

"Then I have to ask you to go down~"

"Why don't you cut it? Do you think I'm not qualified enough?"

Just as Qianqiao was about to kick him down, Nangong Rufeng spoke first.

"Please~ At a young age, don't think so negative, okay?"

Qian Qian walked in front of Nangong Rufeng and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but found that this person was a little tall, so he patted his arm instead.

"What do you mean?"

Nangong Rufeng obviously didn't understand what she meant.

"It means that children should look like children, to put it simply, not everything is so complicated, this is a big competition in the clan, and it is not a battle to kill the enemy, how dangerous it is to open the blade~"

Qianqiao shrugged helplessly, of course she knew that her Jin Lingsi blade was very powerful, but she really couldn't use the blade Jin Lingsi on a living person.

How to say that in her previous life, she was just an ordinary person living in a peaceful era, and she was not a killer assassin who was used to seeing bloody storms, so she still had some psychological burden.

After Qian Qian finished speaking, she didn't want to listen to this person's meaning anymore, and with a slight movement of her fingers, she directly threw Nangong Rufeng out of the field with Jin Lingsi, her shoulder was still hurting, and she didn't have the leisure to coax the children to play.

"No. 1 Nangong Qianqiao wins!"

As the voice of the elder sounded, the martial arts training field was over.

And Qianqiao, who was supposed to be standing in the ring, has long since disappeared...

Nangong Zhengli, who was about to announce that the top three would come to the stage to receive the reward, looked at the empty ring and shook his head helplessly.

"Cough, the martial arts training field competition is over, I will first announce the specific time to go to Xueyun City to participate in the Rongjing Small Secret Realm this time, at ten o'clock in the morning on November 3rd, the top twenty will come to the martial arts training ground to gather, as for the reward, go to the miscellaneous hall to receive it, and it will be scattered if there is nothing to do." ”

Nangong Zhengli turned to look at the carved chair of iron pear spirit wood that he had spent a lot of money on, the five holes in the armrests made him a little painful, and the spirit wood that was as hard as iron was actually made like this by the third uncle, and the weight of Qian Qian in his heart seemed to need to be reestimated.

After giving an order to the twin elders, Nangong Zhengli also teleported to see the little niece.

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"Buckwheat, how's it going, does it still hurt?"

Nangong Zhengyang looked at Qian Qiao, who had already taken the Rejuvenation Pill, and still asked with some unease.

"Daddy, I'm really fine, I haven't left any wounds, you see~"

Qian Qiao raised her arm and shook it in front of her adoptive father, and the wound that had been scratched before was gone.

"What about the shoulders?"