How fast did the flying swords fall?
Just in terms of Chen Xia.
They traveled five thousand miles per second.
It was so fast that no one could react in time, including Qi Qiong who was still stomping hard on the big yellow dog's head.
Time slowed down. The million flying swords combined their sword intents onto one sword, which then slashed ferociously. The combination of these two factors resulted in an even more powerful strike against Qi Qiong. The flying sword slashed at him, bursting out with vast sword light.
In Qi Qiong's pupils, the figure in the green shirt was reflected. A powerful protective divine light burst out from his chest, constantly clashing with the sword light.
The flying sword was deflected and dropped a hundred meters away, stabbing into the ground.
Qi Qiong's figure flew backward for a thousand meters, sliding and creating grooves on the ground. He stomped heavily, crushing the ground to stabilize his body, and looked at the sudden figure in the green shirt with a gloomy look in his eyes.
The surrounding crowd was silent, not daring to say a word. Everyone knew that the real battle had just begun.
Chen Xia stood beside the big yellow dog, exhaled, and asked softly, "How much did you steal?"
The big yellow dog's blood-covered head let out slow gasps, and it whined weakly, "One... one plant."
Its paw was still gently scratching the ground, pointing at a fallen medicinal plant not far away.
Chen Xia glanced over. It was the worthless White Vine Flower, a medicinal material that could replenish qi and blood, enhance fragrance, and remove color. It was also the medicinal material that the big yellow dog usually liked to steal the most.
This White Vine Flower wasn't even considered a proper medicinal material because some cultivators used it as a cheap spice and pigment.
The big yellow dog had never stolen anything valuable.
Chen Xia shifted his gaze and fixed it on Elder Lei in the crowd. He stretched out his hand and asked directly, "What's going on?"
Logically speaking, this was Elder Lei's medicine field, and the big yellow dog had stolen Elder Lei's medicinal materials. What did it have to do with Qi Qiong?
Seeing Chen Xia beckoning, the cultivators around Elder Lei quickly moved aside to make way for Elder Lei.
The rather plump Elder Lei was suddenly at a loss. He looked around in a panic and then quickly lowered his head, wringing his hands and stammering without being able to say a word.
What a mysterious person!
Chen Xia frowned. His already irritable mood became even more impatient.
"This has nothing to do with Elder Lei." Qi Qiong, who had retreated a thousand meters, walked over slowly. He casually flicked the dust off his golden robe, looked at Chen Xia, tilted his head, and grinned.
"I saw that Elder Lei's medicine field had a good harvest, so I spent a lot of money to buy it. It's now my medicine field. This wild dog dared to steal things from my medicine field. It can only be said that it deserved to be beaten to death."
When Qi Qiong said this, his smile grew wider, his head tilted even more, and he stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his lips.
Chen Xia narrowed his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, nodding and saying, "I've been a bit busy recently and haven't had time to look for you, but you came to find me first."
"It's okay, it's okay." Qi Qiong waved his hand and smiled generously. "I'm not busy, so I'll give you a meeting gift first..."
"But it's a pity that you came too hastily..." Qi Qiong shook his head regretfully. "Otherwise, this meeting gift could have been even bigger, haha!"
He slapped his thigh and laughed, as if he was even laughing to the point of crying. He wiped his eyes with his hand, and his expression was full of sarcasm.
Chen Xia didn't pay attention. He beckoned behind him and shouted, "Zhang Daoming."
The short old man immediately ran out and stood beside Chen Xia.
"Can you heal them?" Chen Xia asked as he looked at the big yellow dog and Chi Yu.
"If they're not dead, it's simple." Zhang Daoming replied like this. It could be seen that he was quite confident in his pills.
"Okay." Chen Xia nodded. At the same time, he suddenly pointed at the void in front of him.
A hazy black and white time flow covered the big yellow dog and Chi Yu, forcibly pulling their injuries forward by thirty breaths.
In other words, it helped them extend most of their lives.
This was the limit of what Chen Xia could do. When it came to controlling the time of cultivators, he could only advance it by thirty breaths, and the higher the realm, the shorter this time would be.
Zhang Daoming stood aside, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He didn't expect that Chen Xia's comprehension of the Great Dao of Time would be so profound that it had reached the point where he could reverse the condition of a cultivator's body!
The surrounding cultivators were also full of admiration.
"Wonderful." Qi Qiong tilted his head, wiped his golden robe, and clapped his hands gently, laughing.
"Truly wonderful. No wonder two elders have some admiration for you. I didn't expect you to have such a skill. I just don't know if you can reverse your own time..."
"After all, you still have to prolong your own life, haha."
Chen Xia gently pulled his palm, and the bodies of the fallen big yellow dog and Chi Yu retreated thousands of meters away.
There was no one else between him and Qi Qiong.
The atmosphere on the scene was filled with a palpable sense of killing intent.
The surrounding cultivators quickly backed away. Only when they were thousands of meters away did they dare to watch again.
This conflict and dispute in the preparatory disciple area definitely didn't belong to the level of conflicts among preparatory disciples.
Even in the formal disciple area, there were rarely conflicts of this intensity.
Qi Qiong, who ranked fifth among the formal disciples and was at the sixth level of the Overturning Sea Realm.
Chen Xia, the undisputed number one among the preparatory disciples, who had slain the sword attendant with the strength of the third level of the Overturning Sea Realm and swallowed three million flying swords.
The fight between these two people was definitely full of highlights.
Especially since Qi Qiong had taken the initiative to start the trouble and used such extremely sarcastic and provocative means.
Apart from fighting, there was no other way to resolve the issue between the two of them.
Unless Chen Xia could swallow his anger and turn around and leave now, then with the support of the fisherman behind him, he really didn't need to worry about being forcibly chased and beaten by Qi Qiong.
But once he did this, Chen Xia would completely lose face. His reputation among the preparatory disciples would be greatly reduced, let alone how the formal disciples would belittle him.
It was like someone stepped on your foot hard with their shoe sole, and you still had to lick it clean for them.
Would Chen Xia swallow his humiliation?
The surrounding cultivators didn't dare to jump to conclusions. Based on their limited understanding of Chen Xia, they thought that since Chen Xia started his career, he had never been afraid or lost in a fight.
So he probably wouldn't swallow his humiliation.
But when they thought about the opponent being Qi Qiong, the cultivators were hesitant and couldn't figure it out.
Chen Xia, at the peak of the Mountain Moving Realm, even with three million flying swords as support and being able to slay the sword attendant at the third level of the Overturning Sea Realm.
However, Qi Qiong was truly at the sixth level of the Overturning Sea Realm. He was much stronger than the third level, not to mention that Qi Qiong was also a potential candidate for the Great Emperor a thousand years ago, and his talent was not much weaker than Chen Xia's.
Moreover, Qi Qiong had never lost a battle since he started his career.
My talent is not weaker than yours, and my realm is higher than yours.
No matter how you looked at it, it seemed that Chen Xia would lose.
For a while, the surrounding cultivators couldn't easily draw a conclusion. Although Chen Xia was at a disadvantage, they really didn't dare to jump to conclusions. They could only say that this fight would be very interesting and was a major event among the major events in the Azure Sky Sword Sea!
Qi Qiong crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head slightly, and grinned with extremely confident laughter, arrogantly saying.
"When I first entered the sect, I was just like you. I fought my way through the entire preparatory disciple area until no one dared to challenge me, but we're different..."
"You don't have the confident heart and courage that I have. Compared to me, you're so ordinary and plain, so..."
Qi Qiong crossed his arms over his chest, stretched them outwards, causing his knuckles to crack loudly. He grinned confidently and said.
"I will win, and you will lose."
"An overly confident man. So unappealing." Chen Xia commented calmly and stretched out his hand.
The golden flying sword stuck in the ground let out a trembling cry and flew over upside down.
It landed steadily in his hand.
The sword light was bright!