GBP Chapter 580 The Master Bai Naonao
Chapter 580 The Master Bai Naonao
Bai Naonao took longer than Mao Shikeng to advance to the Black Lotus Realm and has already begun to grasp the essence of romance and beauty. Although there are still some flaws, there are no fatal defects.
Faced with this sharp sword move, Lin Ping's eyes flickered uncertainly.
"Senior sister, I'm going to use this move you taught me to defeat him!"
The longsword in his hand moved in the same way, weaving a sword net above Lin Ping's head.
"What is this? Romantic Enchanting Scenery? Junior Uncle has actually entered the Black Lotus Realm?"
"When did this kid learn that? I haven't even had a chance to teach him yet."
"You learned it after just a few tries? This is your first time using it, so there will inevitably be flaws. How can you defeat Bai Naonao?"
Inside Cold Moon Peak, some were surprised, and some were worried.
Lin Ping did indeed employ romantic and poetic techniques, but his skills were not much different from Mao Shikeng's, and he had many flaws.
"I didn't expect you to be so cunning, but that doesn't change the fact that you're going to lose," Bai Naonao sneered.
He had already seen that Lin Ping's sword net had many flaws, and that with a little effort, it could be easily broken.
"Junior brother, get out of the way! Your strength is severely depleted."
Guo Zhixi shouted at the top of her lungs.
Only she knew what Lin Ping had gone through in the past two days, carrying a living person across mountains and valleys without taking a break.
It's already quite an achievement for someone who loves sleeping so much to have managed to stay awake this far; how could he possibly have defeated the much stronger Bai Naonao?
The moment he drew his sword, Lin Ping's lower body became visibly unstable, and he almost fell to the ground.
The arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. The two swords were already entangled, leaving Lin Ping no room to retreat even half a step.
He could only strain with all his might, watching helplessly as the clothes on his arms were torn to shreds by the enemy's longsword.
"You think you can fight me with this little bit of strength?"
Bai Naonao completely led Lin Ping by the nose, and when they got close, a card landed on his chest.
Lin Ping took five or six steps back, almost falling to the ground.
He could clearly feel a burning sensation in his chest, as if his internal organs were boiling, and his ribs were almost broken.
Not only that, his arm looked like it had been put into a meat grinder all day; not only were his clothes torn to shreds, but dozens of shallow wounds appeared on his arm.
Spiderweb-like blood vessels coalesced, forming drops of blood that fell along the fingertips.
"Hurry up and get down, you're no match for him," Chu Rujun commanded.
Previously, she only regarded Lin Ping as her beloved disciple who always made her happy.
Now that she sees Lin Ping's talent for cultivation and regards him as the future hope of Hanyue Peak, she naturally cannot let him get hurt.
"We'll give up this competition and that training ground. As long as we work together, how can we not improve our strength?"
Seeing Lin Ping's unmoved expression, Chu Rujun continued to shout loudly.
“Master…” Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’s cold eyes softened.
He knew what that training ground meant to Cold Moon Peak, and he couldn't give it up even if it cost several lives.
Moreover, this concerns the reputation of Cold Moon Peak, and Chu Rujun would rather take the stage herself than back down in the slightest.
But now, she's saying these words to protect herself.
In that instant, Lin Ping subtly changed his view of the Lotus Palace.
Perhaps the Lotus Palace really is a threat to the imperial court, a ruthless organization that kills without blinking an eye.
But those were all arrangements made by those in power, representing their own interests.
The Lotus Palace is not filled with cold, killing machines.
He also has a lovely wife like Jiang Yunying, a gentle senior sister like Guo Zhixi, a protective master like Chu Rujun, and many disciples who worry about him.
"This time, I will fight for Cold Moon Peak!" A chilling light suddenly flashed in those gentle eyes, inspiring fear and even endless panic in those who looked down upon them.
"Stop bluffing, this sword will take your life."
Bai Naonao was somewhat dazed; he had never felt such fear before.
But reason told him that these fears were false; Lin Ping opposite him was weak and could be killed with a single sword strike.
"Is this just a bluff? You'll pay the price for your judgment!" Lin Ping said menacingly.
Everyone looked somewhat dazed, as if they saw a war god who had crawled out of hell, standing high in the sky, looking down at the ants roaring at them.
To kill this ant, all it takes is a gentle pinch.
"Miss Hongling, is this the energy you left me? It feels so fulfilling." The internal energy in his dantian surged outwards wildly, and Lin Ping felt as if his whole body was about to explode, urgently needing to release it all.
"Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon are too weak; only the Crimson Sun Sword Technique can match this terrifying energy!" Lin Ping closed his eyes, and the moves from the sword manual appeared in his mind.
Those stiff words seemed to come alive, leaping incessantly in Lin Ping's mind, eventually forming a human-like character, wielding sharp sword moves.
"Wind, flowers, snow, and moon!"
"This sword will take your life, you brat, die!"
Bai Naonao descended from the sky, her sword strike aimed precisely at Lin Ping's brow.
Clearly, he had murderous intent.
This is a fighting arena; killing someone here will not violate the palace rules.
Bai Naonao clearly used all his strength; his sword moves were so powerful they were breathtaking. Even experts at the mid-stage of the Black Lotus Realm had to temporarily avoid his attacks.
"Master, please, please go and save him, or he will die." Guo Zhixi knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Chu Rujun also wanted to save Lin Ping, but if she did, Han Yuefeng would be judged to have lost the match.
"It's just a match, just a training ground, how can they compare to my disciple's life!" The Vermilion Bird Sword in his hand shot out into the air, directly facing Bai Naonao's sword move.
She was, after all, an elder, and it was not appropriate for her to kill Bai Naonao; she could only break his sword techniques.
"I knew you'd make a move!"
Tang Jianshan snorted coldly, and the Azure Dragon Sword came straight at him, knocking the Vermilion Bird Sword down.
"It's just a fight between children, why did you have to get involved, Junior Sister?" Tang Jianshan said with a sneer.
"Screw your childish fighting! My disciple is about to be killed!" Chu Rujun was extremely anxious, but she couldn't get past Tang Jianshan, this behemoth, and could only watch helplessly as the tragedy unfolded.
Lin Ping was completely absorbed and entered a state of selflessness.
This creates the illusion that he has given up resistance.
"Hahaha, you're smart to die this way, it'll be a quicker death." Bai Naonao laughed loudly.
He originally intended to grind Lin Ping's entire body into mincemeat, but now that Lin Ping had given up resisting, he would simply give him a thorough dressing-down.
Just as he was feeling most triumphant, Lin Ping suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, and a tangible red light burst forth.
"With my blazing sun, I will shatter your romantic notions!"
All the internal energy in his body was concentrated in his palm, sharp as a blazing meteor.
If Bai Naonao's sword moves were like falling snowflakes, chilling and piercing, then Lin Ping's sword moves were like falling meteors, violent and scorching!