Mi Xiaojing's face was calm. Once he started, countless battle experiences flashed in his mind. The first rule of battle was to remain calm, so he quickly suppressed the kind of boiling blood that he had when he was preparing to fight. Instead, he became extremely calm. This was the benefit of having a heritage.

Mi Xiaojing took a step forward, and his Thunder Sword was almost knocked away. After all, his strength was not enough.

The man was a little surprised. He didn't expect Mi Xiaojing to dare to take action, and the attack did not reveal any obvious flaws. His sword control was also quite good.

"Good! Kid, if you can withstand my attack, I'll give you this courtyard."

Mi Xiaojing was fully focused on his magical sword. The unique feeling made him cheer in his heart and tremble with excitement. The tension unique to battle made it difficult for him to calm down, but experience told him that he had to remain calm in order to truly capture the opportunity.

Zhang Ke, Luo Bo, and Wei Fu were hiding outside the courtyard door, watching the battle between Mi Xiaojing and the man.

Mu Xiaoyin kept retreating until she reached the corner of the courtyard wall. She clenched her fists and nervously watched the battle between Mi Xiaojing and the man. The sect did not prohibit private fights, but killing was not allowed. However, this rule was not strict. If a Foundation Establishment cultivator killed a Qi Refining disciple without the intervention of elders, it would not be a big deal.

Mi Xiaojing could no longer withstand the attacks. The gap in their magical swords was one thing, but the opponent's strength was one realm higher than his. This difference was like night and day. If Mi Xiaojing had no other means, he would lose.

The man was getting more and more shocked as they fought. The opponent's sword control technique was unheard of. If it weren't for his insufficient strength, he felt that he might have been killed by his opponent. He was in danger several times and relied on his strong strength to collide with his opponent, preventing his opponent from using his last move. Gradually, he found that it was not wise to compete with Mi Xiaojing in terms of technique. Crushing with strength was the way to go.

Although Mi Xiaojing was becoming increasingly overwhelmed, he was not afraid and continued to fight fiercely, even at the cost of his magical sword being damaged. His Thunder Sword was refined by himself, so even if it was destroyed, he still had a Thunder Strike Dagger. If he had the opportunity, he would love to see both his Thunder Sword and the opponent's magical sword destroyed.

Finally, the man lost patience. No matter what, a Foundation Establishment cultivator could not defeat a Qi Refining kid in one go. It was really hard for him to accept.

"Kid! Admit defeat and get lost, or don't blame me for using my ultimate move!"

Mi Xiaojing was fully immersed in the battle and had no idea what the man was saying. He was only focused on the combination of magical techniques and incantations, making him unable to spare any attention. After all, it was his first serious battle. How could he dare to be distracted?

However, as the man drove his magical sword and the attacks became more and more ferocious, Mi Xiaojing's magical sword clearly couldn't hold on any longer.Flames and lightning circled around the courtyard as the two fought for nearly two minutes. Suddenly, the Lightning Sword collapsed, turning into a sky full of electric arcs and shattering into dust in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Mi Xiaojing had already launched the Lightning Dagger.

The Lightning Dagger had a complete spirit pattern, although it wasn't top-tier, it still allowed the Lightning Dagger to display its full potential. The Lightning Dagger summoned a ferocious thunderbolt that resembled a thunder dragon at a glance.

The man was greatly alarmed and drove his Magical Sword with all his might, transforming it into a scorching hot fire stream that resembled a fire dragon.

Crack! Boom!

The man could no longer control his body as a huge force struck him. In an instant, both Mi Xiaojing and the man were sent flying. The man crashed into the courtyard wall, breaking it down.

Mi Xiaojing also destroyed the courtyard wall and fell to the ground.

The man roared in anger, driving his Magical Sword to fly directly into the air, and shot out a sword with a howling sound.

Mi Xiaojing raised his hand, and the Lightning Dagger flew out again. The Magical Sword with a spirit pattern burst out a series of silver-blue electric arcs.

Boom!

The man was also frightened by Mi Xiaojing. He could never have imagined that the kid would have two Magical Swords. He felt a bit panicked, not because he was afraid of the two Magical Swords, but because he thought that it would be impossible for someone who could possess two Magical Swords and seize the residence of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to not have some background.

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Bullying a Qi Refining disciple would not put any burden on the man, but bullying a disciple with a background could have serious consequences. If he were to provoke the people behind him, he didn't think he could withstand it.

The sword that was originally cut out with great force had already weakened by eighty percent when it collided with Mi Xiaojing's Magical Sword.

Mi Xiaojing grunted. He had already suffered a minor injury. Even though his opponent had restrained some of his power, he still couldn't handle it. Fortunately, his Lightning Dagger was very powerful, helping him block most of the force.

Originally planning to attack continuously, the man's heart weakened when he thought of Mi Xiaojing's possible deep background. He knew that the Cultivation World was quite cruel, and provoking a disciple with a background could be unbearable if it angered the elders.

"Kid, you can't beat me, so stop!"

Mi Xiaojing covered his chest, feeling extremely suffocated from the attack. He casually took out a Clear Tranquility Pill and threw it into his mouth. This pill was the most effective for healing minor injuries. As soon as the pill went down, his chest felt much better.

The man's eyes widened in shock. He knew that such a small injury would heal after two days of meditation, but the kid actually used a pill to heal it. That was such a waste!

"You, you have, you have Clear Tranquility Pills?"

"What's it to you?"

Mi Xiaojing's Lightning Dagger circled around him, bringing up a series of silver lights. He looked at his opponent warily.

"Are you a disciple of Grass-Benevolence Hall?"

The man looked at Mi Xiaojing with hope in his heart and asked.

Mi Xiaojing was extremely curious in his heart. Who would stop in the middle of a fight to ask who your master was?

Mu Xiaoyin shouted from the corner of the courtyard wall, "We are disciples of Chen Shouyi!" In a sect, especially in a sect like Heart Sect, having a master and not having a master were two completely different concepts. In fact, Mi Xiaojing was not Chen Shouyi's apprentice, but it wasn't wrong to call him a disciple.

A trace of fear finally appeared on the man's face. He knew who Chen Shouyi was - a Foundation Establishment expert.