Chapter 47: Chapter 47: You Have No Chance_l

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“Absolutely not!” Murong Aotian clenched his sword hilt, “If you want to marry my sister, you have to defeat me first!”

“Enough!” Murong Ba roared angrily, “Aotian, how could you talk to Qin Daoyou like that? He is a disciple of Master Dao, and what is your status? What qualifications do you have to compete with him? Moreover, you have a much higher cultivation base than him, challenging him, isn’t it shameful?”

“Grandfather!” Murong Aotian was unconvinced, “You also know that his cultivation base is low, what qualifications does he have to marry my sister?”

“You!”

“Lord Murong, don’t be angry. Since Junior Brother wants to compete, then it’s not a problem.” Qin Changqing looked at the performance of the two with a smile.

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Murong Aotian is hot-tempered and straightforward, but the old man has many thoughts.

He couldn’t help but notice Murong Ba’s deliberate mention of cultivation, which was to let Murong Aotian make the issue clear.

You, a Tier 3 Foundation Establishment waste, what qualifications do you have to marry my granddaughter?

Although Qin Changqing is MO Jiuzhou’s disciple, MO Jiuzhou, being such an important figure, would not meddle in their family affairs, and Qin Changqing’s Tier 3 Foundation Establishment would not likely be taken seriously.

Moreover, with the influence of the Dayan Dynasty in Yinxu Prefecture, the Lingxiao Sect was too far away to quench its thirst, and the marriage alliance was much more beneficial.

With so many benefits in front of them, it was natural that they would be reluctant to give up.

“Qin Daoyou, this…how can this work? Aotian is reckless and doesn’t know how to control his strength. What if…” Murong Ba’s heart was overjoyed, but he still kept a worried expression on his face.

“It’s fine.” Qin Changqing raised the corner of his mouth, “Junior Brother Murong, why don’t we make a bet? If I win, the Murong Family will accept this marriage proposal. If I lose, I’ll never step foot in the Murong Family’s gate again. ”

“Senior Brother Qin.” Qin Lingshuang frowned.

Murong Xue was also worried.

“It’s okay.” Qin Changqing chuckled.

“You said it!?” Murong Aotian’s eyes lit up, “Grandfather! Let me compete with him!”

Murong Ba pretended to be hesitant, but Qin Changqing said a few more words, and in the end, he reluctantly agreed, but reminded Murong Aotian to ‘stop when necessary’.

Everyone cleared a path in front of the Murong Family’s mansion.

The street was very spacious, but a battle between two Foundation Establishment cultivators was inevitably intense, and it was possible that someone might accidentally get injured. However, Murong Ba obviously didn’t intend to let Qin Changqing go inside.

“Are they going to fight?”

“I heard that the Murong Family’s boy has an amazing talent, and he is considered a genius in the Lingxiao Sect.”

“How about Qin Changqing’s cultivation?”

“It should not be low. I feel that his aura is deep, but his realm is…strange.”

“What’s so strange about that? Which big sect doesn’t have something to hide their cultivation?”

Loose cultivators at the scene, as well as many family members with high cultivation, could see Qin Changqing’s realm.

But the truth is false, and if one goes out and believes what they see with their own eyes, they would be naive.

Everyone had reason to believe that Qin Changqing, since he had taken the initiative, must be confident unless he was a fool.

Was he?

“This guy, isn’t he just relying on that sword array? Heh! Watch how I deal with you!” Murong Aotian sneered.

After he came out of the secret realm, he had already learned about Qin Changqing’s situation.

His real cultivation should be around Tier 5 Foundation Establishment, and with the help of the Array Formation, he could temporarily be comparable to Tier 7 Foundation Establishment. However, Murong Aotian knew that Qin Changqing would lose his combat power after releasing that move.

Even if that move could hurt him, he wouldn’t be afraid.

“Is Senior Brother Qin really okay?” Murong Xue and Qin Lingshuang retreated to one side, looking worried.

Qin Lingshuanz thought for a moment and said, “If there’s danger, I’ll

intervene directly.”

“But this competition…” “What does it have to do with me?” Qin Lingshuang didn’t care.

Martial morality?

Non-existent.As long as Qin Changqing is in danger, she will definitely not hesitate to intervene.

That old Murong guy won’t be able to stop her.

While thinking, Murong Aotian makes the first move.

Purple fire surges out, attaching itself to the sword and thrusting towards Qin Changqing.

The latter places his sword horizontally in front of him to block the attack.

Ding-

“Hmph!” Murong Aotian’s gaze grows cold, as the purple fire suddenly explodes, the flames seemingly coming to life, transforming into a massive purple tiger that roars and pounces towards him.

Qin Changqing, unruffled, vibrates his arm, and a surge of hidden energy gushes out from his sword, shattering the massive tiger.

“Sword technique!?”

Surrounding onlookers exclaim in shock.

Qin Changqing’s understanding of sword techniques isn’t deep, but his exquisite swordsmanship is more than enough to crush Murong Aotian’s Purple Flame Sword.

The latter realizes this too, his face gloomy as he abandons the idea of competing with his sword move and instead uses his cultivation advantage to overpower, attempting a single shot to subdue the ten gatherings.

However, he soon finds that his own Tier 8 Foundation Establishment release of power can’t suppress Qin Changqing!

“Is that all you’ve got? It seems the standings you got in the competition are pretty inflated. ”

While dealing with Murong Aotian’s attacks, Qin Changqing taunts.

His voice is light so only the two of them can hear.

“Don’t get cocky!”

Murong Aotian burns with rage.

“Yo yo yo- Getting impatient? Aren’t you the genius disciple of Taixuan Peak? Why can’t you even defeat me, who couldn’t even make it into the top one hundred of the competition? You’re still at Tier 8 Foundation Establishment, what a disgrace.”

“If I were you, I would have found a block of tofu and killed myself already.”

“By the way, your sister and I have already dual cultivated together. We’re smitten with each other, so you’re out of luck.”

“Bastard! I’ll kill you!” Murong Aotian disregards everything and lunges forward.

Qin Changqing’s eyes grow cold, his gaze calm as he closely watches Murong Aotian’s sword moves.

The Purple Flame Sword is known for its aggression, and while it appears to be wide open, each move is closely linked, making it difficult to find a flaw in

between them.

Murong Aotian has a straightforward temperament. He’s suitable for practicing the Purple Flame Sword, but his disposition isn’t stable enough.

Once his moves are broken, it will surely collapse upon contact.

That’s why he deliberately provoked him with his words.

As it turns out, this stupid b* *** *d does indeed have his eyes on Murong Xue.

“Breaking Waves!” Qin Changqing suddenly exerts his momentum.

Boom!—

Invisible waves surge out in layers, shattering Murong Aotian’s sword, as the terrifying hidden force strikes directly at his chest, sending him flying before crashing heavily onto the ground.

“Ah-” Murong Aotian’s hair is disheveled, and he spits out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Changqing lands gracefully, kicking him away in one swift motion.

“You lost.” Qin Changqing smiles at him, “Junior Brother Murong, it seems you still have a long way to go. And, your swordsmanship is a bit lousy. Why don’t you go to Xuanyi Peak, and I’ll find a junior brother to teach you?”

“You!”

Murong Aotian is furious, his hand reaches for the storage bag, but before he moves, he hears Qin Changqing’s cold voice.

“Are you sure you want to compete with me using magical treasures? I can still hold back now, but if we use magical treasures, I can’t guarantee what will happen to you.”

Murong Aotian’s expression falters.

“Enough.” Murong Ba quickly walks over, checks his injuries, and frowns, “Brother Qin, it’s just a friendly contest, wasn’t your attack a bit too heavy-handed?”

Murong Aotian’s injuries are not light, at least he needs a month of recuperation to recover..