She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 111 Five Holes
It turned out that Qianqiao attached Jin Lingsi to the sword when she was holding the blade, and after it returned to the opponent's hand, she used her spiritual power to manipulate Jin Lingsi to quietly transfer to Nangong Rufeng.

When the opponent attacked him, he planted the golden silk wrapped around his body into the ground, creating a situation where the tip of the sword cannot penetrate an inch.

"Accepted~"

Qianqiao 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.

"If I don't admit defeat, what should you do?"

Nangong Rufeng frowned and stared at the girl in front of him. As early as when she used Jin Lingsi for the first time, he discovered the strangeness in it. The spiritual power was condensed behind the pupils, and some pale golden threads could be faintly seen.

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

He didn't believe that Qianqiao didn't sharpen her sword because her training time was too short and the heat was insufficient. If it was Jin Lingsi who sharpened her sword, as long as she thought about it, the other party's hands and feet would be broken in a matter of minutes.

"Then I have no choice but to invite you down~"

"Why don't you open the blade? Do you think I'm not qualified enough?"

Just when Qianqiao was about to kick him off, Nangong Rufeng spoke first.

"Please~ I'm young, don't think so negatively, okay?"

Qianqiao walked up to Nangong Rufeng, wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but found that the man was a bit tall, so he patted his arm instead.

"What do you mean?"

Nangong Rufeng obviously didn't understand what she meant.

"It means that a child should look like a child. Keep it simple, not everything is so complicated. This is a big competition in the clan, and it's not about going into battle to kill the enemy. How dangerous it is to open a sword~"

Qianqiao shrugged helplessly, of course she knew that her Jin Lingsi was very powerful, but she really couldn't do it against a living person.

After all, she was just an ordinary person living in a peaceful era in her previous life, and she was not a killer assassin who was used to blood and rain, so she still had some psychological burden.

After Qianqiao finished speaking, she didn't want to listen to what this person said anymore, she used Jin Lingsi to throw Nangong Rufeng out of the field with her fingers slightly, her shoulder was still hurting, and she didn't have time to coax the children to play.

"No. [-] Nangong Qianqiao wins!"

With Elder Shi's voice sounding, all the competitions in the martial arts field were over.

But Qian Qiao, who was supposed to be standing on the ring, has long since disappeared...

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

"Hey, the competition in the martial arts field is over. I will announce the specific time to go to Xueyun City to participate in the Rongjing Small Secret Realm. At ten o'clock in the morning on November [-]rd, the top [-] will come to the martial arts field to gather. As for the rewards, Go to the Miscellaneous Hall to pick it up, if you have nothing to do, let's go."

Nangong Zhengli turned around and looked at the carved iron pear spirit wood seat which he had spent a lot of money on. The five holes on the armrest made him feel a little pained. The spirit wood as hard as iron was turned into this by the third uncle. It seems that the weight in his heart needs to be re-evaluated.

After giving instructions to the twin elders, Nangong Zhengli also teleported to see his little niece.

*
"Qiaoqiao, how is it, does it still hurt?"

Nangong Zhengyang looked at Qianqiao who had already taken the Rejuvenation Pill, and asked with some concern.

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

Qian Qiao raised her arms and waved them in front of her adoptive father, the wounds that had been scratched before had disappeared.

"What about the shoulder?"

(End of this chapter)