"Who was the real strongman in one-on-one combat?"

Qin Yun looked at it with a smile, his voice was neither high nor low, just enough for her to hear:

"Back then, I had twelve or three dozen per dozen."

"..."

Qin Shixian had no energy left to respond. Under the siege of the three great spirits, she was highly concentrated and used all her strength to resist.

But she only persisted for half an hour before she was slashed in front of her face with a knife. A biting chill instantly surged through her body, causing her heart to tremble.

"stop."

Qin Yun's voice sounded at the right time.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the three great spirits disappeared instantly, as if they had never appeared before.

"Whoosh, whoosh~"

Qin Shixian gasped for breath. This was different from the trial, it was too real. For a moment, she almost thought she was going to die.

After a while, she finally recovered and looked up into the sky, where there was still a bright sun hanging high in the sky.

"You, how many spiritual aspects have you practiced?"

Qin Shixian could not hide his shock.

What is spirituality?

It is a combination of the martial arts that a warrior has learned throughout his life. Although there are ways to practice them at the same time, she has never heard of someone who can practice several types at the same time, and all of them to this level. At that time, she had never heard of it.

"More than four."

Qin Yun replied casually, but more importantly, it was a pointer, reprimanding Qin Shixian for her mistakes and omissions in this battle, and what she had learned was not solid enough.

"Before you take action, don't use your brain; after you take action, be cautious."

Qin Yun spoke mercilessly: "Among the great masters I have seen, you are only average at best."

Qin Shixian was dissatisfied, but had no way to refute, so he had to admit it in a depressed tone and asked again:

"What about Wan Zhuliu?"

"Back then, it was considered superior."

Qin Yun ruthlessly broke her luck: "Same age, same level, I'll beat you a hundred times, Wan Zhuliu will kill you ninety-nine times!"

"..."

This time, Qin Shixian didn't even resist. When she drew her sword before, she fought more than a hundred times without winning even once.

"What about another time?"

After being hit many times, Qin Shixian became calmer.

“If you don’t say enough, leave room for room.”

Seeing his granddaughter's face turning red, Qin Yun just stopped talking, coughed slightly, and asked about Li Yuan.

"snort!"

Qin Shixian snorted coldly, but still replied:

"That kid hasn't come in since he first climbed the tower. I heard from Mr. Wang that he was reading the ancestor's handwriting a few days ago, and he stayed behind closed doors after that. When he came out occasionally, he stayed in the library..."

"Master's handwriting?"

Qin Yun showed approval: "A few days ago, I was thinking of asking you to take him to the library..."

"You didn't say that."

Qin Shixian glanced at him.

"Forgot...huh?"

Qin Yun said, his expression changed, he pinched his fingers and calculated:

"Today is the eighth day of August?"
Chapter completed!