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Article 17.

"This martial skill is indeed stronger than the Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, but its power is still a little weak!" Gently closing the scroll in his hand, Ao Lingchen helplessly shifted his gaze away from the scroll.

Putting the scroll back, Ao Lingchen stretched out his hand and pulled out a completely black scroll nearby, opening it with a look of anticipation.

Middle-grade Yellow Rank: Brutal Beast Fist!

Ao Lingchen's eyes carefully scanned the scroll. Looking at the cultivation method and the power described on it, Ao Lingchen's eyes revealed a hint of joy. This cultivation method seemed to be very suitable for him.

Looking at the description of the meridians and the things he needed to pay attention to, Ao Lingchen secretly memorized the contents of the Brutal Beast Fist.

Compared to martial skills, Ao Lingchen was very clear that cultivation methods were harder to cultivate. He had to use this week's only chance to borrow books to read the cultivation method.

He deeply engraved the contents of the Brutal Beast Fist in his hand into his brain. Ao Lingchen let out a sigh of relief and handed the black scroll to the bookshelf in front of him.

A black shadow approached and snatched the black scroll from his hand.

"Brutal Beast Fist, you want to cultivate this kind of crude Fist Technique?"

A light voice sounded beside Ao Lingchen's ear. A beautiful figure stood in front of him. Her face was as red as an apple, and her watery eyes revealed her beauty.

"En, I think this martial skill is pretty good." He raised his forehead slightly, then lowered his head and sighed. A ripple appeared in Ao Lingchen's calm state of mind.

Ao Lingchen knew the person in front of him. She was his childhood playmate. She was the little girl who had asked him to call her elder sister every day. She was the daughter of the Tianwu Academy's dean, Xia Jingxue!

It was also snow. One was Xia Xue, and the other was Autumn Snow. But this Xue in front of him had a completely different personality from Qiu Muxue.

After the decline of Ao family, Xia Jingxue did not stay away from Ao Lingchen because of this. Instead, she treated them even better.

However, because of the decline of the Ao family, Ao Lingchen did not want to interact with Xia Jingxue. He did not want others to say that he depended on a woman.

In the beginning, when Xia Jingxue met him, she said that Ao Lingchen was a wimp and always found fault with him. After he and Qiu Muxue were together, she did not appear again.

It had been a while since he saw Xia Jingxue. Ao Lingchen almost forgot about this childhood best playmate!

"That day, if you didn't give the Mixed Essence Arts to Qiu Muxue, you wouldn't need it either. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. I'll find you a few better martial skills."

Her jade-like hand rolled up the scroll in her hand and gently placed it on the bookshelf. Her expression was very complicated.

Looking at the scroll that was placed on the bookshelf, Ao Lingchen gently shook his head and said in a flat tone, "Thank you for your concern. With my current cultivation, this martial skill is enough for me to ponder over."

"You have found the martial skill, but you still lack a martial skill. Don't tell me you have a cultivation method. I still know some of your situation! " Staring at the determination between Ao Lingchen's brows, Xia Jingxue's quick-witted eyes blinked playfully. On her rosy little face, there was a slight smile that warmed one's heart.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She only had that little bit of arrogance left. Why didn't this girl know to let her keep it?

Ao Lingchen shrugged helplessly. "Then I'll leave it to Sister Xue!"

"Call me Sister? You're older than me. Don't call me old!"

A few intriguing black lines appeared on Xia Jingxue's rosy forehead. She suddenly regretted when she was young and domineeringly asked Ao Lingchen to call her sister. When she was young, she liked to be big sister, but when she grew up, she realized that being big sister did not seem to be very fun.

"I'm used to it!" Looking at the rosy face of the young girl, the corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards. Ao Lingchen said with slight embarrassment, "In the future, I will call you Jingxue."

"You must call me Xue'er." Xia Jingxue's finger gently tapped on the bookshelf. She blinked her watery eyes and raised her pink little face. There were light dimples on her small dimples.

Seeing the delicate and white little hands tapping on the bookshelf with increasing strength, Ao Lingchen's throat rolled. On the surface, he forced himself to look calm and composed. "Okay, I will call you Xue'er from now on!"

Thinking of the scene of this girl fighting when she was young, Ao Lingchen did not doubt that her little hand that knocked on the bookshelf would hit his head.

Hearing a satisfactory answer, Xia Jingxue's delicate little hand was behind her back. A warm smile appeared on her beautiful face and she gently smiled. "That's right. We are childhood sweethearts, how can we treat outsiders like this!"

Ao Lingchen agreed with this sentence. They were indeed very close when they were young. They were naive and innocent, and they even said that they were going to be together. This girl also said that she would marry him when she grew up.

Unfortunately, the Ao family declined later on, and Ao Lingchen felt inferior in his heart. He started to avoid meeting Xia Jingxue, and in the end, he fell in love with Qiu Muxue, which made the things that happened when they were young become memories.

Ao Lingchen could feel a trace of friendship from Xia Jingxue's eyes, but even if he saw it, he would choose to avoid it because he was not worthy.

At least not now!

"Jingxue, why are you talking to this trash?"

A figure walked over from near the door. His eyes were filled with anger as he glared at Ao Lingchen. : "You piece of trash. What right do you have to speak to Jingxue?"

Hearing the sudden interruption of her conversation with Ao Lingchen behind her, Xia Jingxue raised her eyebrows and gently turned her hair.

"Murong Feng, this is my business. What right do you have to interfere?"

Xia Jingxue was like a hen protecting a chicken. She glared at the person with a domineering expression.

Looking at Xia Jingxue's actions, Murong Feng gritted his teeth hard. The sound of cracking could be heard in the silent Martial Skill Pavilion. He was furious because the woman he liked protected Ao Lingchen, but this anger was caused by Ao Lingchen.

Murong Feng took a deep breath and walked forward. He stared coldly at Ao Lingchen, who was less than ten centimeters away from him. He leaned forward, his head slightly forward, and whispered in his ear, "Xia Jingxue is mine. If you dare to snatch her from me... I will let you die a miserable death. If you want to live a few more years, you better ignore her. Otherwise, the examination in a month's time will be your death date."

The warning by his ear was only a joke in Ao Lingchen's heart. His heart was still calm and composed. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and a thought-provoking smile appeared on his face. He slightly turned his neck and looked at Murong Feng with a strange gaze. "Interesting!"

It had to be said that Ao Lingchen's casual words and the way he looked at a fool in Murong Feng's eyes made him feel stifled in his heart. His face turned green and he wanted to flare up.

"Enough. We still have things to do. Don't waste my time!"

Although Xia Jingxue did not hear what Murong Feng and Ao Lingchen said, she could roughly guess what they were talking about. In order to prevent the two of them from colliding, that graceful figure blocked the middle of the two of them.

Murong Feng's eyebrows jumped as he looked at Xia Jingxue, who was speaking on Ao Lingchen's behalf. The jealousy in Murong Feng's heart became even stronger, and his sinister gaze became more and more frightening!