Chapter 159: Sword Carving Wind and Snow

Bai Yuening's ice sculpture, titled "Sword Journey through Wind and Snow," caused quite a sensation.

However, what it displayed was more of a resilient will and the natural flow of momentum. Although its artistic conception was profound and its craftsmanship exquisite, it had not yet touched the ultimate core of her swordsmanship.

While offering their praise, several elders of the Frost Wolf tribe also wore a hint of expectation in their eyes, eager to see what other surprises this Central Plains sword cultivator might bring.

The competition was far from over; next came the far more intense free-creation segment, where the contestants—

Lin Ai felt a start throughout her body, then turned her head mechanically to see a girl with golden hair styled in twin tails, wearing a black long dress, pointing a spear-like object right at Lin Ai and the others.

Standing out from the crowd invites the wind to destroy it. Without the destiny of a protagonist yet daring to steal the spotlight so blatantly, it was little wonder that, without even a scene of resistance, she was kicked straight off the cliff by her jealous-mad fellow disciples.

In truth, the logic was quite simple. Since the path is limited, turning it into a recurring loop would allow a person to stroll down it indefinitely. The crucial question is: does endlessly strolling him around in this manner serve any purpose at all?

From their perspective, since they could not handle it, they simply stopped trying to handle it, waiting for it to conclude naturally. There was nothing wrong with this approach.

Lederson certainly had some tricks up his sleeve... Lin Ai smiled wryly and shook her head. Aside from Dragon Ball Totoro, she was probably the only one who had thought of this problem. Dragon Ball Totoro did not have a particularly close relationship with her, making it awkward to come and ask, but Lederson had no such issue.

"(%s)..." I must not get angry, I must not get angry, Lin Ru silently admonished herself in her heart. She couldn't beat him, nor was her authority greater than his, so acting impulsively at this moment would definitely result in her own disadvantage.

Ever since she saw the information dug up by Zhou Zhanpeng, Han Dong completely laid to rest his anxieties regarding the memories of his past life in his mind, and instead began to contemplate.

Ye Zhong's gaze narrowed. The long whip was coming with fierce momentum, yet given Ye Zhong's level, he could easily dodge it altogether. During the process, he could even launch no less than twenty attacks, every single one aimed at fatal points.

Three days after the massive fire, although the iron-chain bridge had not been burned through, it had warped slightly, and a thick layer of fire ash had accumulated on the railings twisted from fine iron. If one were to lean close and blow a breath upon it, it would fill one's nose with dust and cause a coughing fit for half a day.

However... since she had already promised Meng Shang that neither she nor Qiao Muyun would ever seek trouble with him again, she would reluctantly refrain from taking action personally.

Yue Weixiang then restored the Subduing Demon Mirror and securely tucked it inside her bosom, continuing to marvel at its miraculous power.

This game was tied to his life and death, so he could not afford to treat it carelessly. Any extra time he could gain for thought was a good thing.

Upon returning to the Left Prime Minister's Manor, however, she searched everywhere and could not find a trace of Ling Mexiang. After dispatching Ghost Fifteen to look for her, she finally learned that Ling Mexiang was staying together with Gong Yuchen.

"Who goes there! This place is not convenient..." Kisame was the first to snap back to his senses. He horizontalized Samehada, blocking that figure whose speed far exceeded imagination.

Had it not been for my usual habit of keeping some of my subordinates hidden within my body, I'm afraid things wouldn't have gone well this time under such carelessness.

Baili Wuchen was dressed today in a moon-white brocade robe embroidered with auspicious cloud hidden patterns, the lapels at his chest edged with golden threads. Luxurious yet understated, it set off his extremely handsome face to be even more striking and upright.

This was everyone's thought. Some wanted to inquire about the situation, especially since everything before them felt somewhat: baffling.

"Hubby, I have something to say to you too." Su Yun's delicate body pressed close, her pillow talk sounding exceedingly sweet.

As for Bai Feifei, Bai Zheng truly couldn't bear to kill her. He was bound to obtain the Purple Twin Lotus, meaning Bai Feifei absolutely could not die. Yet because of this, he lost the initiative and instead found himself counter-threatened by Chu Haoran.

"This..." The crowd was stunned at this. They had originally intended to join forces in pleading for mercy to apply a bit of pressure on Bai Feifei, but before they could even apply any pressure, they were suppressed by Bai Feifei instead.