"You are such an adult, why are you still so childish?" Xu Zimo shook his head helplessly, looked at Zhong Xin and said with a smile, "Okay, I promise you."
He could understand the other person's thoughts. His father was the deputy sect master, and to a certain extent, he had also lost his father's face.
"I have a Huang-level pulse skill here," Zhong Xin said calmly: "You two can each learn a stick of incense for a period of time. At that time, whoever has better understanding and who is more proficient in the pulse skill will win."
"Okay, I have no objection," Xu Zimo and Liao Ruyan both nodded.
Then Zhong Xin took out the pulse technique from Najie. The name of this yellow-level pulse technique is "Feiyan Sword Technique".
Liao Ruyan's eyes lit up when he saw the pulse technique.
In fact, she has been practicing the Ip Pulse Skill since she started tempering her body and cultivating the mortal realm half a year ago.
Just some time ago, she finally cultivated this pulse technique to a "subtle" level.
In Yuanyang Continent, each pulse skill is divided into four levels, subtle, mysterious, other side, and perfect.
The pulse technique that Liao Ruyan practiced was exactly this "Feiyan Sword Technique".
Zhong Xin smiled vaguely at Liao Ruyan, and then said: "If you don't have any objections, start practicing now."
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome," Xu Zimo shook his head and took the Pulse Skill over to look at it casually.
"I'll lend you your sword," he said to the disciples who were watching the excitement.
With a "clang" sound, the long knife was pulled out from the scabbard. Xu Zimo held the handle of the knife and lightly scratched it in the air.
Everyone felt a mysterious and mysterious feeling pass before their eyes, and the long sword actually burst out a sword energy that was more than one meter long.
Everyone felt as if there were flying swallows whispering in their ears, and the sword energy in front of them turned into a flying swallow in the air.
The air was split into a white streak, and then the flying swallow disappeared.
Xu Zimo smoothly returned the knife to the disciple next to him, smiled at Liao Ruyan and said, "Come on, please start your performance."
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and then someone started muttering uncertainly for a long time.
"Was that the true meaning of martial arts just now? Could it be that he has already practiced Feiyan Sword Technique to a perfect level."
Everyone was in an uproar. Only the perfect level of pulse skills can evolve the true meaning of martial arts.
Liao Ruyan looked at Xu Zimo and said nothing for a long time, "You are already perfect, how can you compare with me who is so meticulous in riding a horse!"
"If you think the time for one stick of incense is too little, I will give you one day. As long as you can understand more than me, you will win," Xu Zimo smiled and said to the stunned Zhong Xin: "What do you think, Senior Brother Zhong?
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"Ah," Zhong Xin quickly came back to his senses and said with a forced smile: "It's good, but I think the competition focuses on the process and what everyone has gained. The result is actually not that important."
"Bullshit, if the results don't matter, then the competition itself is meaningless," Xu Zimo showed no mercy, shook his head and sighed: "Senior Brother Zhong, it's in vain that you are still the chief disciple of the great elder, and you can't even understand such a simple truth.
Don't even understand.
I don’t know if it’s because of your own stupidity or because the great elder’s teaching methods are too rigid.”
"Master leads me in, cultivation depends on oneself," Zhong Xin replied coldly, "Junior brother Zimo, if you have any questions, you can come to me. You are not qualified to insult my master."
"Whatever you say," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled: "I'm just concerned about my two Dark Sky Tiger cubs. When will they be delivered?"
Zhong Xin was silent for a moment and looked at Liao Ruyan.
The Dark Sky Tiger is an imperial beast, and even the entire Zhenwu Holy Sect does not have many of them. As for the cubs of the Dark Sky Tiger, the Great Elder has already made plans to give them to some people as favors.
Therefore, Zhong Xin did not dare to make any independent decisions on this matter.
"If you can't do it, just say it, I don't care," Xu Zimo replied with a faint smile: "There are just some people who can't afford to play, so don't play, otherwise we will lose the face of our Zhenwu Saint Sect.
Thinking back on how magnificent Emperor Zhenwu was back then, although we cannot surpass the glory of our ancestors, please don’t disgrace us!"
"That's it, don't play if you can't afford it, it's a waste of other people's time and energy," Lin Ruhu said while assisting, "A great emperor once said that time is money, time is life, and wasting other people's time is seeking financial harm.
Life."
"You don't have to criticize me, I admit defeat and I will never regret your bet," Liao Ruyan blushed, shouted, then turned around and ran away.
"Brother Zimo, have we gone too far?" Lin Ruhu pulled Xu Zimo's shoulder, looked at the direction Liao Ruyan left, and asked quietly.
"Is it too much?" Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.
First, he did not intend to cause trouble, but Liao Ruyan took the initiative to provoke him in order to humiliate himself.
Secondly, Liao Ruyan had learned the "Feiyan Sword Technique" a long time ago, and Zhong Xin took it out to compete. Isn't this dirty method even more excessive?
Thirdly, I am a villain, the kind who will kill your whole family just by looking at me. What's wrong with that?
Zhong Xin took a deep look at Xu Zimo, and then hurriedly chased him out.
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"Bullying a girl is nothing." At this time, a discordant voice suddenly came out from the crowd.
The voice was very low, because there were too many disciples gathered here, and Xu Zimo couldn't tell who made the voice.
"Who is talking behind your back?" Lin Ruhu asked, eyes widening, looking at the many teenagers in the field.
Many young people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads in unison.
"I hate people gossiping behind their backs the most. If I have anything to say to my face, I act like a man." Xu Zimo walked forward with a chuckle and said to everyone: "I know, some of you must have heard who it was just now.
Said.
Well, if anyone can tell me who the nagging person was just now.
From now on, you can hang out with me and you will be mine.
My people? Oh, it sounds so easy to misunderstand!
You are my subordinate, yes, subordinate, you are a bastard."
As soon as Xu Zimo finished speaking, he saw someone next to him raising his hand.
"Brother Zimo, let me report him. He was just gossiping."
"Yes, that's what he was talking about. I heard it clearly."
"Yes, he and I usually have a good relationship. He often criticizes you. I guarantee it with my personality and integrity."
At this time, the young men in the field were completely excited, and each of them seemed to be transformed into a little detective prince.
All the fingers were pointed at the disciple in the white robe.
The young man who was reported looked confused at this time, and he only dared to say a few words because of the crowd.
I didn’t expect that there would be such a naughty operation!
In order to be Xu Zimo's lackeys, these people all turned into licking dogs.
