Chapter 117: Unparalleled Talent (5)

  Long Qingyue gazed at the face in front of her, mere inches away, and could even feel the warmth of his breath. She suddenly felt the air around her grow hotter, and tiny beads of sweat broke out on her skin, unsure if it was due to the intense use of spiritual energy or some other reason.

  Qin Lie Yan's face, which was as fierce and untamed as a wild horse, wore a faint smile. "Xiao Yueyue, you really are ruthless when you strike, not leaving any room for mercy at all."

  Long Qingyue's face suddenly turned red, and she glared at him angrily: Don't try to get close to me!

  As soon as her voice fell, she retreated a step back, her toes pointing out, and suddenly changed direction, instantly pouncing behind Qin Lie Yan. Her short sword stabbed at the acupoint on his back without hesitation.

  Qin Lie's eyes flickered with a subtle change, and in his heart, a massive wave was stirred up. She actually had such a fierce and terrifying killing move! Looking at her hand movements, they were as smooth and natural as floating clouds and flowing water, obviously not for the first time, must have been through long-term practice and exercise to reach this state of being so natural and effortless.

  It's just a rumor that she was silly in the past, and she is also a lady from a boudoir, so how did she learn all this?

  Although Qin Lie Yan was puzzled in his heart, the movements of his hands did not slow down at all. He saw that the sword in his hand seemed to be casually raised and swept back, instantly dissolving Long Qing Yue's killing move.

  Long Qingyue only felt a surge of dark energy bounce her back, her arm numb, and the blood in her body immediately churned up. She didn't expect Qin Lieyan to be unlike other royal princes, who seemed like flowers raised in a greenhouse. His reaction was quick and agile, able to block her killing move with such nonchalance, it seemed he had also experienced a life-and-death struggle.

  After the strike dissipated, Long Qingyue didn't pause for a moment. Her figure flashed, and the short sword in her hand flew out, suspended in front of her. Black spiritual energy surged out from between her palms, pouring continuously into the short sword. In an instant, the short sword shone brightly, its radiance increasing by a factor of two as it charged forward with unparalleled sharpness.

  Qin Lieyan was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected Long Qingyue to reach this level, where she could actually influence the strength of a weapon with her own spiritual power.

  At this moment, everyone on the viewing platform showed a hint of surprise. This technique of using one's own spiritual energy to enhance the combat effectiveness of their weapon was something that only Saint Spirit Masters who had reached the fifth rank or higher could comprehend and execute! And she was just a second-rank Spirit Master.

  Although Long Qingyue only doubled her short sword's power, it proved that she had an extraordinary and unparalleled talent that shocked the world!

  Long Lian's face revealed an extremely excited expression, almost to the point of standing up on the spot. His turbid eyes were slightly red, and his aged face was half joyful and half worried. Now that Xiao Yue has shown such excellent talent and skills, he fears that it will attract some people's secret actions, so he must be more vigilant than before.

  Nangong Shiwu's expression was complex, his eyes flashing with a mixture of light and darkness.

  Qin Lieyan was only slightly surprised for a moment, then came back to himself, his hands forming a seal as he quickly condensed a pale golden barrier in front of him.

  In an instant, the black short sword struck in front of Qin Lieyan's body. The sharp edge of the sword had a thick and powerful spiritual energy, but when the black short sword was one inch away from Qin Lieyan's body, it stopped moving forward. No matter how much strength Long Qingyue used, she couldn't make it move forward even a little bit!

  White robes fluttering, Long Qing's eyes gleamed with a sudden chill. Her hands changed in an instant, and the short sword that had been quietly suspended in front of Qin Lie's flames seemed to have been given life. With agility and quickness, it darted downwards, sticking close to the fine seams on the ground, and strangely drilled into them, bringing a fierce gust of wind straight at Qin Lie's feet!