Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

The lush greenery of the surroundings provided the perfect backdrop for their impending spar, while the gentle breeze whispered secrets of the impending clash.

Wang Jian drew his sword with a fluid motion, the blade gleaming in the sunlight as he assumed a defensive stance. Shui Xueying mirrored his movements, her own sword poised and ready as she focused her energy for the battle ahead.

With a nod of mutual understanding, they began their dance of steel, their swords clashing with a resounding clang that echoed throughout the field.

Wang Jian unleashed the first strike, his sword whistling through the air as he executed the "Shadow Slash" technique—a swift and deceptive maneuver designed to catch his opponent off guard.

Shui Xueying countered with the "Azure Frost Dance," a series of graceful slashes infused with the chilling power of her Divine Ice Energy. Her movements were fluid and precise, each strike aimed with deadly accuracy.

Wang Jian parried her attacks with ease, his movements fluid and calculated as he danced around her with the grace of a seasoned warrior. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed the "Phantom Thrust," a lightning-fast strike that threatened to breach Shui Xueying's defenses.

But she was ready, her reflexes honed to perfection as she countered with the "Crimson Blossom Strike," a fierce assault fueled by the fiery power of her Divine Fire Energy. The clash of their swords sent sparks flying, illuminating the field with bursts of light and color.

As they continued to exchange blows, it became clear that neither combatant was holding back. Each strike was delivered with precision and intent, their swords weaving a deadly dance of death and destruction.

Wang Jian's eyes gleamed with excitement as he pushed himself to the limit, determined to test Shui Xueying's skills to their fullest. He unleashed a flurry of strikes, each one faster and more ferocious than the last, but she met his onslaught with unwavering resolve.

Shui Xueying's heart raced with adrenaline as she matched Wang Jian blow for blow, her senses heightened by the thrill of battle. She knew that she was facing a formidable opponent, but she refused to back down.

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With a final burst of energy, Wang Jian unleashed his ultimate technique—the "Void Shatter," a devastating strike infused with the raw power of his Divine Darkness Energy. The force of the blow sent shockwaves rippling through the air, threatening to shatter everything in its path.

But Shui Xueying refused to be defeated. With a defiant roar, she unleashed her own ultimate technique—the "Celestial Torrent," a torrential wave of energy that surged forth with the force of a raging tempest. The clash of their powers created a cataclysmic explosion that rocked the field, sending shockwaves rippling through the air.

As the dust settled, Wang Jian and Shui Xueying stood facing each other, their swords still drawn as they caught their breath. Despite the intensity of their battle, there was a mutual respect between them—a recognition of each other's strength and determination.

With a nod of acknowledgment, they sheathed their swords and exchanged a knowing glance.

As the spar concluded, both Wang Jian and Shui Xueying approached each other, their breaths still heavy from the exhilarating battle.

Wang Jian grinned, his eyes shining with admiration as he praised Shui Xueying's formidable skills. "Your power and techniques are truly exquisite, Shui Xueying. I must admit, you're a force to be reckoned with."

Shui Xueying's cheeks flushed with pride at the compliment. "Thank you, Wang Jian," she replied with a grateful smile. "But I must say, your speed and swordsmanship are equally impressive. You're a true master of the blade."

Wang Jian accepted her praise graciously, his smile widening. "I held back a few tricks during our spar," he admitted, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "But I'll reveal them to you when we face each other in the tournament for real."

Shui Xueying's eyes sparkled with excitement. "I look forward to it," she exclaimed eagerly. "I held back my true power too, so you better be ready!"

As they spoke, the scent of their sweat lingered in the air, adding to the charged atmosphere of the moment.

Suddenly, Wang Jian's gaze turned distant as he found himself captivated by Shui Xueying's alluring figure, her clothes clinging to her body with sweat. Unable to resist, he found himself complimenting her beauty.

" You look absolutely beautiful right now, Shui Xueying," he spoke softly, his voice tinged with adoration.

Shui Xueying's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red at the unexpected compliment. "Th-thank you," she stammered, feeling a flutter of excitement in her chest. "You're not so bad yourself," she added with a playful grin.

Their eyes met in a moment of shared understanding, a silent acknowledgment of the mutual attraction that simmered between them.

As they made their way back to the settlement, Wang Jian and Shui Xueying walked side by side, their steps in sync as they conversed.

Wang Jian purposely edged closer to Shui Xueying, their arms almost brushing against each other. He couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement at the proximity.

Shui Xueying noticed the subtle closeness but didn't pull away. Instead, she let herself enjoy the warmth of their shared space, relishing in the connection between them.

Before they parted ways, Shui Xueying turned to Wang Jian with a playful smile. "Hey, Wang Jian," she said, her voice light and teasing. "From now on, you can call me Xueying. Let's drop the formalities."

Wang Jian's heart skipped a beat at her words, a grin spreading across his face. "Alright, Xueying," he replied, matching her playful tone. "And you can call me Jian. No need for formalities between friends, right?"

Shui Xueying nodded, a sparkle of excitement in her eyes. "Sounds good, Jian," she said, her smile widening. "I'm glad we met today."

As they parted ways, both Wang Jian and Shui Xueying couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the upcoming tournament.

As they parted ways, both Wang Jian and Shui Xueying couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the upcoming As Wang Jian strolled out of the inner region of the settlement, a sense of satisfaction washed over him. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of amusement at the chaos he had stirred up among the inheritors of the prestigious families and clans.

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Meanwhile, in the residences of the other inheritors, whispers and murmurs began to spread like wildfire. The news of Shui Xueying being seen in close company with a mysterious man quickly reached the ears of every young heir in the vicinity.

Men from influential families, with their pride and status at stake, couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity and jealousy at the thought of Shui Xueying's potential suitor. Who was this man who had managed to capture the attention of one of the most sought-after women in their circles?

It didn't take long for them to uncover the identity of the mysterious man - Wang Jian. To their surprise and relief, they discovered that he wasn't affiliated with any prominent family or sect. In fact, he was just a lone cultivator, without any powerful backing to speak of.

The news brought a mixture of shock and satisfaction to the inheritors. On one hand, they were relieved that Wang Jian didn't have the support of a prestigious family or sect. This meant they could take action against him without fear of repercussions from powerful allies.

On the other hand, they couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. How could someone like Wang Jian, a lone cultivator, be the one to capture Shui Xueying's attention? It didn't sit right with them, and they were determined to do something about it.

As the night wore on, plans began to form in the minds of the young inheritors. They would confront Wang Jian, show him that he didn't belong in their world, and reclaim Shui Xueying's attention for themselves.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian was well aware of the storm he had incited among the inheritors. As he walked through the settlement, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself, relishing in the chaos he had sown.

His actions had put a target on his back, but he welcomed the challenge. He was no stranger to adversity, and he was more than prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Wang Jian continued on his way, eagerly awaiting the inevitable confrontation with the inheritors who sought to challenge him.

The next day, Wang Jian sought out Shui Xueying once again, this time finding her in a bustling restaurant where the aroma of delectable dishes filled the air. As he approached her table, he couldn't help but notice the radiant smile that graced her lips as she savored each mouthful of food.

"Mind if I join you, Xueying?" Wang Jian asked with a playful glint in his eye.

Shui Xueying's eyes lit up at the sight of him. "Of course, Jian. I was hoping you'd come," she replied, her voice warm and inviting.

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