txolops Chapter 335 Sealing the Heart and Locking Feelings
Chapter 335 Sealing the Heart and Locking Feelings
Liu Hanyan spread her sleeves, causing her apricot-colored skirt to flutter in a gentle arc. The shadows of flowers around the battle platform increased, and the fragrance layered upon layer, making even the disciples in the distance feel a sweet scent.
Someone rubbed their temples.
"I'm just looking at it, why do I feel dizzy?"
"The incense techniques of Tianxiang Peak are truly troublesome."
"Shen Shuangzhi has sealed her senses; how long can she hold out?"
Lin Wanqing covered her nose.
"Senior Brother Mo, I can smell it again."
Mo Chengyue took out a talisman and waved it gently in front of her.
"Don't inhale too deeply."
Lin Wanqing nodded obediently.
"What's this talisman called?"
Mo Chengyue said.
"Special talisman for protecting the library from pollen."
Xie Buci raised an eyebrow.
"You even have talismans like this?"
Mo Chengyue said.
"In spring, there are spiritual flowers outside the second-floor window, and Elder Chen forbids the window to be closed."
Xie Buci remained silent for a moment.
"So reasonable that it's impossible to refute."
Jin Qiaoqiao looked at the battle platform.
"Liu Hanyan is getting anxious."
Yu Jianhuan said.
"She discovered that Shen Shuangzhi wouldn't listen to reason."
Su Qingying said.
"She's going to switch her focus to the Spirit Platform."
Sure enough, Liu Hanyan tapped her fingertips, and a delicate bell-like sound came from the shadows of the flowers.
The sound wasn't harsh, but it was irritating and unsettling, like many soft threads rummaging through the depths of memory to find old stories.
Liu Hanyan spoke softly.
"Junior Sister Shen, you come from an outer peak, it must have been very difficult for you to get to where you are today."
Shen Shuangzhi did not answer.
Liu Hanyan continued.
"For so many years, no one has cared about your well-being, no one has stood up for you, don't you really resent it?"
The disciples from the outer peaks below the stage quieted down considerably.
Someone muttered a curse.
"She used her personality to win people over."
"That's going too far."
"There's no rule against talking on the sword-fighting platform."
Liu Hanyan continued.
"If you lose, they will say that you ultimately lack depth."
Liu Hanyan said.
"If you win, they'll ask you who's behind you."
Liu Hanyan said.
"Shen Shuangzhi, do you really have nowhere to go?"
Lin Wanqing's face tightened upon hearing this.
"She's not fighting with magic, she's rubbing salt into someone's wounds."
Qin Wanzhuang's gaze turned cold.
"Nausea."
Su Qingying said.
"If Shen Shuangzhi responds, my heart will be moved by her."
Xie Buci looked at Mo Chengyue.
"Third sister, can she handle it?"
Mo Chengyue looked at the serene figure on the battle stage.
"She didn't come here to beg for a place to live."
Lin Wanqing asked.
"Then what is she doing here?"
Mo Chengyue said.
"She's here so that others have no choice but to make room for her."
On the stage, Shen Shuangzhi finally raised her eyes.
She twirled the short branch in her hand, the tip of which touched half an inch in front of her brow.
The next moment, she drew her spiritual energy inward, sealing off any external sensations even more tightly.
Liu Hanyan's expression changed slightly.
"You even sealed off the external stimuli from the spiritual altar?"
Shen Shuangzhi said.
"You talk too much."
A murmur of suppressed laughter immediately rose from the audience.
"That's a good sentence."
"Liu Hanyan talked for a long time, but was told she was too noisy."
"Shen Shuangzhi really doesn't give any mercy at all."
Liu Hanyan's smile faded slightly.
"The more you block, the slower your response will be. Are you sure you want this?"
Shen Shuangzhi did not answer.
She walked forward.
step.
Two steps.
Fragrant mist clung to the hem of her skirt, only to be scattered by short branches.
The flower shadows rushed in from the side, but she used the branches to press them down.
Liu Hanyan flicked her wrists, the fragrant threads forming a circular pattern, trying to force her to turn.
Shen Shuangzhi, however, only recognized the center line.
Su Qingying said.
"She's forcing Liu Hanyan to reveal her medical techniques."
Yu Jianhuan said.
"Liu Hanyan has no choice but to shine, otherwise she will cross the line."
Jin Qiaoqiao said.
"This female cultivator is ruthless, ruthless in that she is not greedy."
Qin Wanzhuang said.
"She only takes the most important parts each time."
Wenren Jidao.
"it is good."
Forced to the side of the battle platform, Liu Hanyan finally raised her palm and struck the sachet at her waist.
The sachet split open, and several petals as thin as cicada wings flew out, each carrying a mesmerizing light, cutting towards Shen Shuangzhi's shoulders, neck, fingers, and wrists from different directions.
Lin Wanqing exclaimed in surprise.
"Isn't this hurtful?"
Yu Jianhuan said.
"The injury isn't deep, but it will disrupt your energy flow."
Su Qingying tightened her grip on the sword.
"If Shen Shuangzhi is grazed by one of the pieces, the blockage of her senses will backfire and affect her judgment."
Mo Chengyue said.
"This is what she's been waiting for."
Lin Wanqing was bewildered.
"Wait to get beaten up?"
Mo Chengyue said.
"Wait until Liu Hanyan reveals her hand."
Shen Shuangzhi's short branches rose horizontally, failing to intercept them all.
She only cut the petal closest to her heart, and then used the spiritual energy attached to the petal to find the remaining thread of the sachet.
A flick of the branch tip.
The knot of the incense thread on Liu Hanyan's wrist broke.
Press the branch down again.
The flower shadows in Liu Hanyan's palm scattered into fragments of light.
Shen Shuangzhi took the last step forward, and the short branch stopped in front of Liu Hanyan's brow.
The protective jade talisman lit up.
The elder deacon announced.
"Outer Peak Shen Shuangzhi, victorious."
The arena was quiet for a while before cheers erupted from the outer peak seats.
"We won!"
"Senior Sister Shen defeated Liu Hanyan!"
"Even her seductive arts were broken!"
"It's not that it's broken, it's that Liu Hanyan wasn't even allowed in!"
Liu Hanyan stood there, her face paler than before.
She looked at the short branch between her eyebrows, and the smile on her lips faltered.
"Junior Sister Shen, impressive skills."
Shen Shuangzhi harvested the branches.
"Thank you for your concession."
Liu Hanyan took a light breath, and when she turned to leave the stage, her skirt was still elegant, but her steps were half a beat faster than when she stepped onto the stage.
Lin Wanqing enjoyed watching it.
"This time she can't say she's just weak, can she?"
Yu Jianhuan chuckled.
"She would say that Shen Shuangzhi is clueless about romance."
Xie Buci said.
"Third brother, you're finished."
Mo Chengyue looked at him warily.
"What's wrong with me now?"
Xie Buci said.
"The whole clan knows you're clueless about romance."
Qin Wanzhuang said.
"Better than you."
Su Qingying looked at Mo Chengyue, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"At least it's safe."
Yu Jianhuan drawled out the sound.
"Is Senior Sister Su praising him, or is she implying she'll lock him up in the scripture pavilion?"
Su Qingying did not answer.
Mo Chengyue immediately changed the subject.
"It's Sister Yun's turn next."
Jin Qiaoqiao looked in the direction of Tianlan Peak.
"She might not attend."
Lin Wanqing was taken aback.
"Why? Hasn't she fought with Shen Shuangzhi yet?"
Mo Chengyue looked at the cloud-covered platform.
"Because some of the outcomes had already been decided before we went on stage."
Lin Wanqing glanced at the battle platform, then at the cloud-covered mat.
"Senior Brother Mo, don't scare me."
Xie Buci held the fan in his palm.
He's not trying to scare you this time.
The elder deacon was about to announce the final showdown.
On Tianlan Peak, Senior Sister Yun stood up.
She was tall and slender, her silver-blue dress accentuating her straight back and elegant features. Her demeanor was more like that of a descendant of a noble family than that of many of the previous candidates.
She did not go up on stage, but bowed to the deacon's table.
"My old injury has recurred, and I am unable to continue the competition. I wish to withdraw from the final selection of candidates for Holy Maiden."
A roar of voices erupted from the audience.
"What?"
"A recurrence of an old injury?"
"She was sitting there just now and her breathing was fine."
"What a coincidence!"
"If she doesn't fight, wouldn't Shen Shuangzhi become the most popular candidate?"
"How could Tianlan Peak possibly give in?"
"What was given up, and what was changed, who knows?"
Lin Wanqing's eyes widened.
"Did she really admit defeat?"
Qin Wanzhuang looked at the seats on Tianlan Peak.
"It's not an injury."
Su Qingying said.
"She retreated too cleanly."