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第二百八十一章 目剑斩桃花

Su Xiaomei's expression was excited, and she seemed eager to try. However, she didn't immediately take action.

Her large eyes flickered slightly as she said "Please!" before standing still in place.

Shuofeng, for some reason, also did not choose to act. Instead, he stood motionless at the same spot, hesitating to make a move.

Zhang Haobo looked suspiciously at the two of them, unsure what they were up to.

After a long while, Shuofeng's face showed a hint of embarrassment: "Little Sister, didn't you say we should fight? Why aren't you making a move?"

Su Xiaomei replied solemnly, "Brother often teaches me that when traveling, one must respect the elderly and care for the young. You are much older than I, so I will definitely let you go first before retaliating!"

Shuofeng seemed taken aback by Su Xiaomei's words, pausing slightly.

Then he said with a serious expression: "I understand your intention. But I'm considered an elder to some degree, so of course, I should give the younger ones a bit of leeway."

"Still, you go first!"

"No, no, no, still you..."

"You go first!"

...

Zhang Haobo watched this bizarre scene where the two were politely refusing each other's advances. His expression turned peculiar.

"This Shuofeng..."

He recalled how Shuofeng had continuously provoked Chen Yurou earlier and how he had looked disappointed when she didn't make a move. Zhang Haobo suddenly understood.

"Alright, it seems Little Sister has figured it out. The technique I practice is somewhat special," Shuofeng admitted after a while, seeing that the two were still at a standstill. "If no one attacks me first, I can't act either. So please, let Little Sister go first!"

**The First Evolution**

Su Xiaomei's expression turned smug as if confirming his words.

But then she became serious. A faint crimson flame appeared on her body, and she immediately used the unique treasure of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Spirit Anger Fire.

The air twisted, and Su Xiaomei vanished from her spot in an instant.

Meanwhile, six identical figures appeared around Shuofeng. They all looked like Su Xiaomei but had different expressions: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, thoughtfulness, and worry.

Their flames also took on different colors.

The six figures surrounded Shuofeng, using punches, palm strikes, finger jabs, kicks, elbows, and shoulders to attack him.

"Flamboyant!"

Shuofeng's voice rang out. A white light flashed across the air in several zigzag lines before hitting Su Xiaomei's six figures. They paused mid-air for a moment, then exploded with a series of shockwaves, flying away at incredible speed.

"Just like that..."

Before Shuofeng could finish his sentence, these flying figures suddenly vanished and reappeared beside him without changing their speed.

But now they were moving towards Shuofeng in a rush.

Another flash of white light appeared.

The six figures were hit again, this time even faster than before.

But it was no use. Su Xiaomei's figures, carrying boiling flames, returned to Shuofeng at an even greater speed.

They faced another bright white light and were sent flying once more.

...

This battle continued in a cycle.

Su Xiaomei's figures moved faster with each attack. The frequency of the white lights from Shuofeng increased as well.

After watching for some time, Zhang Haobo finally understood what was happening.

The white lights were actually sword flashes. A wooden sword appeared every time one flashed.

Shuofeng lightly tapped Su Xiaomei's body with his sword.

"This speed..." Zhang Haobo was greatly impressed. Shuofeng seemed to be using only a fraction of his strength, yet the power he displayed was terrifying.

If he were in Su Xiaomei's position, Zhang Haobo would likely have fallen after just a few moves.

"However, Little Sister also seems not to have used all her strength..."

In the center of the battlefield, Shuofeng seemed bored with their back-and-forth game. "Not bad. But that's enough!"

His expression turned serious as he switched to using his sword blade this time.

A white light flashed, slicing across each of the six figures in succession.

Countless silver lines burst from within them, and they were instantly cut into countless pieces scattered on the ground.

However, neither Zhang Haobo nor Shuofeng showed any change in expression.

"Ha-ha!"

"Woo-woo!"

"Ahhh!"

...

Various sounds came from the fragments. They seemed to have their own consciousness as they wriggled on the ground and moved closer to each other.

After a moment, they reformed into six figures again.

Reborn, their expressions seemed more vivid.

"It's interesting." Shuofeng's face finally showed some seriousness as he was surrounded once more by six identical wooden swords.

He blocked Su Xiaomei's figures while sweeping his surroundings, seemingly searching for something.

After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

In the next instant, Shuofeng suddenly appeared six feet to his left, seemingly in an empty space. He held another wooden sword and gently swung it forward.

A hidden figure was revealed by Shuofeng's strike. However, his smile disappeared as this hidden figure showed signs of worry—this was the Worry Subfigure!

Shuofeng slashed through the subfigure with a single sword swing. He looked back at where the six figures had been.

Su Xiaomei's main body winked mischievously at him from that spot.

With six wooden swords, Shuofeng sliced through the six bodies in an instant.

"Where can you run to?"

Shuofeng narrowed his eyes as he looked at the fragments of seven figures.

"Run? I've been here since the beginning."

Su Xiaomei's voice echoed from behind him, confirming his words. Her eyes turned red, and all the fragments on the ground vanished, returning to her main body.

Her expressions quickly changed before settling on anger.

Then, her aura surged as ainnate supernatural power was activated.

The red in her eyes spread, dyeing her hair red.

Eight times her strength suddenly erupted.

Su Xiaomei punched Shuofeng with all her might!

However...

A light flowed across the blue cloth of Shuofeng's body. He remained motionless except for a slight flutter at his hem.

Shuofeng's expression didn't change, but a sword shadow flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Su Xiaomei sighed: "No more! Boring!"

Shuofeng paused slightly before turning to look back towards Shixishan.

The sky seemed to brighten for an instant as a sword light shot into the distance.

"Hmmph!"

A collision and muffled groans were heard in the distance.

Looking at the slowly falling peach blossoms, Shuofeng coldly snorted and closed his eyes, retracting his sword.

...

In the Heavenly Mystical Mirror, Su Xiaomei's battle was visible to Li Yan. He couldn't help but praise: "Good sword technique!"

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