Wu Tian started practicing as soon as he returned to the training ground. Even though his body had not fully recovered, the way he worked hard made others around him think differently.

Although what he said before made everyone hate him, it is really difficult to make people hate him in practice.

From being the tail end of a crane to being the public enemy of the entire school, what exactly did he go through?

But these are not important anymore. The most important thing now is who can stop him and make him the number one person in the martial arts school. It is really hard for everyone to accept this.

While Wu Tian was practicing his sword, he was also adjusting his breathing rhythm. The energy and blood deep in his body finally stopped being restless. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to see inside.

In the past, I could only feel the flow of qi and blood, but now I can see the flow of qi and blood. This change made Wu Tian's mouth unconsciously raise.

Inward vision is a manifestation of spiritual power reaching a certain state. It generally only appears in the innate state. To achieve it in the acquired state requires a lot of effort.

As for the role of internal vision, it is even more enviable. The Houtian realm focuses on qi and blood. The stronger the qi and blood, the more internal energy can be extracted. This has also led to many people to minor in external skills.

Only by opening the gate of heaven early and stepping into the innate realm can martial arts truly start.

Internal vision can not only increase the chance of breaking through the innate ability, but also help oneself detect and fill in the gaps. The most important thing is to speed up the understanding of martial arts when practicing martial arts.

Feeling Wu Tian's joy, the old man in the sea of ​​knowledge spoke at the right time: "What's so proud of this little strength? You don't want to get the star fruit. Can you break through so quickly?"

"Taking a long-term view, shouldn't your opponents be those seed candidates?"

Hearing this, Wu Tian's original excitement quickly disappeared. Yes, his goal was the four major martial arts schools. There were at least millions of candidates every year, and in the end, only 10,000 people could be admitted to the four major martial arts schools.

Thinking of this, the blood in Wu Tian's body became restless again.

Not far away, Qiu Ji felt the change in Wu Tian's situation and turned around hastily. Seeing Wu Tian's pale face gradually turning rosy, she left with peace of mind.

Dong Ji was instructing others to practice there, and her intellectual charm made many people's hearts flutter. Unfortunately, the more they behaved like this, the less Dong Ji would pay attention to them.

Seeing Qiuji looking at her solemnly, Dongji hurriedly stepped forward.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the young master's health?"

"No, I heard some news that there is a person possessed by demon blood in the martial arts school. I don't know the specific situation yet."

The two communicated through spiritual power, and only warriors of the same level could eavesdrop. However, in the eyes of others, the two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

The two stunning beauties stared at each other, and the orange scene was so beautiful.

After telling Dong Ji the news, Qiu Ji quickly returned to Wu Tian, ​​but there was another figure beside the young master.

Yongguang stared at Wu Tian for a long time. After Wu Tian put away his sword, he said, "Your swordsmanship is the most beautiful I have ever seen."

In response to his compliment, Wu Tian laughed unconsciously, and after a while he said: "Thank you, but you are not a martial arts student from our martial arts school, right?"

"The young monk Yongguang comes from Shaolin Temple."

"Martial student from the Ninth Martial Arts School, my name is Wu Tian. Please give me your advice."

After the two revealed their identities to each other, Yongguang kept looking for topics to chat with Wu Tian. Seeing how happily the two chatted, Qiu Ji stood aside silently.

It's strange to say that it was obviously the first time for the two to meet, but they were like friends for many years. They didn't stop chatting until Yanliang appeared.

When leaving, Yongguang offered to change his contact information, which made Yanliang's eyes widen.

On the way back, Yanliang couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked: "Junior brother, are you usually shy when communicating with strangers?"

Yongguang himself was puzzled and said: "I don't know why. Although it was just the first time I met him, he gave me an indescribable feeling."

Hearing what he said, Yanliang said subconsciously: "Isn't this feeling like love?"

After saying this, Yanliang himself was stunned, let alone Yongguang.

Seeing Yongguang's strange look at him, Yanliang suddenly felt bad. Sure enough, the other party said: "Senior brother, have you watched a romantic drama again? I will tell Master when you return to the mountain."

"No, junior brother."

"Senior brother, this is such a hobby. You can't just take it away. Besides, if Master finds out, I may need to copy scriptures for a month."

Yongguang turned around and said, "I hope the Buddhist scriptures can cleanse senior brother's turbid heart."

Yanliang said anxiously: "For the sake of Senior Brother taking such good care of you when he comes down the mountain this time, don't complain to Master. Besides, Senior Brother is using the love drama to experience the world of mortals and temper his heart."

Yongguang, who knew his nature well, said: "Brother, even if I don't say anything, Master can still tell. After all, you are an experienced TV drama otaku."

In this way, the two of them continued to argue until they reached the infirmary. They stopped the topic when they realized there was an outsider.

After seeing the two people returning, Xu Zhiyuan stepped forward and said, "Master, is there still demonic energy in the martial arts school?"

Yongguang hurriedly bowed his head and said: "I don't dare to take it seriously. The young monk is just a novice monk. Please don't call me that."

"The young monk has just checked that there is no demonic energy left in the martial arts school."

Hearing this, Xu Zhiyuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Sicheng also reported the news here, and Gu Xiu in the martial arts department asked him to go back to have a meeting to study the next decision. As for Song Qing and Ding Yingyao, they were temporarily placed in the martial arts school infirmary.

Xu Zhiyuan originally disagreed with this decision. No matter Song Yu kept begging, he did not agree. After all, he was responsible for the lives of more than 3,000 people in the Ninth Martial Arts School.

But now if Song Qing and Ding Yingyao are moved, it will be easy to leak the news of the Demon Emperor's true blood. If this is spread, it may cause even greater trouble. After all, the Demon Emperor's true blood is a treasure that can improve cultivation and overcome obstacles.

Regarding Xu Zhiyuan's toughness, Gao Sicheng could only look at Yanliang who was standing aside. Yanliang nodded indifferently. After all, they were here for Song Qing. As for having one more Ding Yingyao, it didn't matter.

As for the accommodation issue, it's not a problem. They don't pay much attention to it. Of course, they only need to take care of the food.

Having said this, Xu Zhiyuan had no choice but to agree, but he still asked Gu Xiu and Gao Sicheng to promise that if an accident occurred, the students must be able to evacuate safely.

Although he agreed to many conditions, Gao Sicheng did not show any dissatisfaction. In his opinion, this is what a martial arts school principal should do. No matter what happens, he should put the interests of the students first.

Starting today, the Ninth Martial Arts School’s infirmary has two temporary psychiatrists.

After returning to the villa, Wu Tian received another call from his father. Looking at the blushing Wu Guanyu, Wu Tian hurriedly said: "Dad, have you been drinking?"

Wu Guanyu waved his hand in front of his eyes for a long time and suddenly pointed at Wu Tian on the screen and said: "Son, come on."

The phone was also hung up, which made Wu Tian very confused. He had no idea why his father was so drunk.

"Brother, please let this wine be exciting. After this is done, I will personally go to the wine star to find the wine master and ask him to make a bottle of wedding wine. What do you think?"

Wu Guanyu assured Bai Zhengjie who was standing aside while patting his chest.

Bai Zhengjie was even more excited when he heard this and said: "As expected of the eldest brother, he has great reputation and can actually invite the wine master to come forward."

"But my daughter is still young. Isn't it a little early to say this? Besides, the children haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't we find a time to meet up and talk about it?"

The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and then Wu Guanyu laughed loudly: "You're right, we should meet."

The two continued to exchange cups, until Bai Zhengjie fell into the table, and Wu Guanyu stopped.

Wu Guanyu said very puzzled: "I didn't expect that I drank so much to get him drunk. Why did this kid's drinking ability suddenly become so good?"

After asking the housekeeper to send Bai Zhengjie to the guest room, he also went to wash up. After everyone left, Bai Zhengjie opened his eyes.

"But this old bastard is so willing to drink me star wine."

In order to protect his daughter's love, Bai Zhengjie really fought tooth and nail.

But what he didn't know was that while he was working hard here, his daughter was calling Wu Tian every day.

Before, Wu Tian still called once a week, but he didn't know why the other party took the initiative to contact him every day.

It's been so long, even a fool knows that the other person has a crush on you, but Wu Tian still talks to the other person about spiritual matters every day. The key is that Wu Tian does the talking every time, and Feixue on the other end of the phone acts as a

listener.

The main reason is that Bai Feixue is too aloof and cold. Every time he speaks, he is cold and cold, and there is even a feeling that he cherishes his words like gold, but his voice is really nice.

It's strange to think about it, obviously answering the phone by himself will delay some practice time, but the uncle never interrupts and even sometimes tells him some tips on chatting with girls.

In terms of cultivation, the master asked Wu Tian to slow down appropriately and try to break through the swordsmanship to perfection first. In the realm of inner breath, he was no worse than those geniuses.

At the same time, in the top-floor office of the Kendo Association, Feng Feiyang stared at Ye Bai on the sofa and said, "What are your thoughts?"

Ye Bai shook his head and said: "I can only say that he is worthy of being a disciple of a big family. In just one month, his swordsmanship has improved so much. The most important thing is that he has definitely practiced the breathing method."

"anything else?"

Ye Bai looked at the projection in front of the sofa for a while and said: "He is following the path of actual combat. In addition, he seems to be able to use the left-handed sword, and his level is not low."

Feng Feiyang said angrily: "Can you please stop talking nonsense? I won't be able to see this. If I let those registered disciples challenge Wu Tian, ​​what do you think?"

There is no hope, give up, you will lose. Of course, it is impossible for Ye Bai to say these words, and he does not dare to say them.

Who could have provoked this kendo competition? Ye Bai thought for a long time before saying, "How about we observe it for a few more days?"

Feng Feiyang had no choice but to nod. Now that the matter was settled, Ye Bai handed him the information collected by Gao Sicheng.

After reading it, Feng Feiyang said angrily: "Now tell me what can you do? I still said what I said, if something happens, you will think of me. Why didn't you think of it before?"
Chapter completed!