The news of Liu Qingge's victory over the Northern Desert master spread like wildfire.
No one expected that the Queen of Tianqi would be so powerful in martial arts now.
More and more powerful people are curious about Liu Qingge. After all, whether she can become the Innate Perfection or a queen, no matter which status she has, people are curious.
On this day, Liu Qingge was still looking at the child when he heard a voice in his ear: "Persian master, come here to challenge the Queen of Apocalypse."
Liu Qingge raised his head and frowned slightly.
Challengers from Persia were not uncommon, but they rarely directly challenged someone as important as her.
She thought about it for a moment and finally decided to accept this challenge to verify her strength.
That day, Liu Qingge stood in the square of Tianqi Palace wearing a gorgeous battle robe.
Behind her was a crowd of countless palace guards, high-ranking civil and military officials, and ordinary people, all of whom came to catch a glimpse of the queen.
A magnificent arena was set up in the square, where Liu Qingge and the Persian masters would decide the winner.
The Persian master slowly walked onto the ring. He exuded a strong exotic aura and looked majestic and mysterious. He was wearing a black tights, with long hair shawl, and a stern face, exuding a powerful aura.
Liu Qingge frowned slightly. She felt that the aura of this Persian master was not simple, and seemed to hide an endless killing intent.
"You are a Persian master, and I am the Queen of Apocalypse. Since you challenge me, I will accept your challenge." Liu Qingge's voice was loud, and her eyes were firm and sharp.
The Persian master smiled slightly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
He raised his hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a shocking cold light emitted from the sword.
Liu Qingge's heart moved. She felt the powerful killing intent contained in the sword. It was obvious that this sword was not extraordinary.
The two stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn. The air in the arena seemed to be frozen, and the surrounding spectators held their breaths, quietly waiting for the duel to begin.
Suddenly, the Persian master took a sudden step and rushed toward Liu Qingge like lightning. His sword stabbed towards Liu Qingge's heart. The sword move was extremely sharp and the speed was too fast for anyone to catch.
Liu Qingge slipped and avoided the fatal sword. His body instantly spun and his right hand turned into a palm force and pushed towards the Persian master. The wind from the palm was sharp and cold, like the wind of ice and snow, quickly hitting the Persian master's chest.
The Persian master's eyes narrowed slightly. He retracted his sword instantly and turned his right hand into a palm to meet Liu Qingge's attack.
Two powerful forces collided in the air, sparking a fire.
Liu Qingge and the Persian master took a few steps back at the same time, each feeling the strong power in the other.
Their eyes met, and they both saw the firmness and determination in each other's eyes.
This duel has just begun, and Liu Qingge knows that she must go all out.
She put away the hesitation and questions in her heart, concentrated her attention, and once again faced the attack of the Persian master.
In the square, the eyes of all the spectators were filled with awe and anticipation.
They all knew that this duel would become a glorious chapter in history, and Liu Qingge would become the legendary queen in their hearts.
The Persian master raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and his cold eyes scanned the surrounding audience, as if mocking their expectations. He made no secret of his contempt for Liu Qingge. This seemingly delicate woman was just a ridiculous existence to him.
Liu Qingge felt the contempt of the Persian master, and she was determined to defeat him and prove her strength. The fighting spirit in her heart ignited, stirring her blood. She wanted to show everyone that she was not only a queen, but also an outstanding warrior.
On the ring, the two stood face to face, the atmosphere was tense and exciting. The audience held their breath and watched intently, as if time had frozen at this moment.
"Are you ready?" the Persian master asked indifferently, with a hint of disdain in his voice.
Liu Qingge gritted his teeth and nodded firmly. A strong belief surged in her heart, believing that she could defeat this seemingly invincible opponent.
"Start!" a voice sounded, and the atmosphere in the ring instantly became extremely tense.
The Persian master struck quickly, his movements swift and fierce, like a tiger descending a mountain. Liu Qingge was not afraid of danger. Her movements were flexible and agile. Every dodge was just right and she was not hit by the Persian master.
The audience exclaimed repeatedly, they were amazed by Liu Qingge's skills. Each of her attacks was accurate, putting pressure on the Persian master.
A trace of surprise flashed across the face of the Persian master. He did not expect that this woman's strength was so outstanding. His offensive became more and more fierce, trying to force Liu Qingge into a desperate situation.
Liu Qingge gathered all her strength in her hands, and her attacks became more fierce and powerful. She continued to dodge the Persian master's attacks, found a flaw in his offensive, and launched a counterattack.
The audience watched this life-and-death struggle intently, and every attack and defense made their hearts beat faster. They applauded Liu Qingge's courage and determination, and were also shocked by the powerful strength of the Persian master.
The figures of Liu Qingge and the Persian master intertwined on the ring. Between swords and punches, their breaths blended together, as if they turned into a gorgeous dance.
In the end, Liu Qingge's sword edge scratched the Persian master's chest, and blood spurted out. The Persian master fell to the ground helplessly. He looked at Liu Qingge with reluctance, as if he couldn't believe that he had lost to a woman.
Thunderous cheers rang out in the square, and the audience excitedly waved handkerchiefs and flags in their hands to pay tribute to Liu Qingge. They witnessed a legend, a woman conquered the Persian master with her own strength and courage.
Liu Qingge smiled slightly, feeling the joy of victory. Her eyes swept over the audience, and she knew that she was not only a queen, but also a hero in their hearts.
"You are indeed very strong, but as the Queen of Apocalypse, you are trapped by the world. If you want to make progress, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
The Persian master smiled bitterly and said to Liu Qingge. There was a hint of helplessness and sympathy in his voice.
Liu Qingge was slightly stunned. She did not expect that the Persian master would say such things to her. She knew that as the Queen of Apocalypse, she shouldered heavy responsibilities and expectations, but she also knew her shortcomings.
"You are right, but I feel that protecting my people is my fortress, not a fetter." Liu Qingge admitted frankly, "I will study hard and practice hard to continuously improve my strength."
The Persian master smiled slightly, and his attitude towards Liu Qingge also changed somewhat. "You have courage and determination, which are rare qualities. I hope you can truly become a powerful queen and bring prosperity and peace to Apocalypse."
