Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Ping hurriedly said: "I heard that the owner of the lake looks like a fairy, so I am curious."

"The Lord of the Lake is naturally like a fairy." Senior Brother Chang glared at him.

Lin Ping felt angry in his heart, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

But he also understood that people had to bow their heads under the eaves. This was not the South Altar, and there was no room for him to act wild. Everyone's martial arts skills were higher than his own.

He turned to Li Muchan and revealed a sneer: "Senior Brother Li, let's compare notes!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Lin, I am no match for you."

"Senior Brother Li, your swordsmanship is exquisite. How will you know if you are not as good as me if you don't try it!" Lin Ping stared at him with a hint of intimidation.

He hummed to himself, among these people, the only one who could make him vent his anger was Senior Brother Li!

Li Muchan secretly laughed, this Lin Ping is somewhat smart, but he is young and energetic and cannot control himself.

It's like when someone scolds you, and you know it's not worth it, but you still get angry, and want to scold you back, or even start a fight. Controlling your anger is easy to say, but extremely difficult in practice, and almost no one can do it.

His murderous intention towards Lin Ping has always been hidden in his heart and not shown to the public. Xinghu Xiaozhu is unpredictable and requires caution.

"Let's forget it." Li Muchan shook his head.

Senior Brother Chang said: "Junior Brother Lin, you can't beat Junior Brother Li, so don't bring shame on yourself!"

"I can't beat Senior Brother Li?!" Lin Ping raised his voice.

"Nonsense!" Senior Brother Chang glared at him angrily: "Can I still lie to you?!"

"Senior Brother Li, he has no internal strength..." Lin Ping shook his head in disbelief.

Senior Brother Chang hummed: "Internal and external forces are both forces. Although Junior Brother Li has no internal strength, he has a lot of strength!"

Lin Ping shook his head: "I don't believe it! You will know after comparing!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior brother Lin, forget it, our little bit of farming skills is really not worth mentioning, nor is it worth discussing."

Senior Brother Chang said with a smile: "Junior Brother Li, what you are saying is not right. You two have to start from the first level of martial arts training. If you want to advance to the second level, you have to defeat all the first level disciples. You are the only two new disciples here. If you want to advance to the second level, you can only

Step on the opponent!"

Lin Ping glanced at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Chang, there are only two of us. Doesn't that mean that I can't beat Junior Brother Li and I will never become a second-grade person?"

"Not bad!" Senior Brother Chang nodded.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "Then you can never learn advanced martial arts?"

"Why can't you learn?" Senior Brother Chang asked.

"Can a first-level disciple learn second-level martial arts?" Li Muchan asked.

"That's natural!" Senior Brother Chang nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that you don't understand that our grades are different from those of martial arts. They are one and the same... Even if you are a first-grade disciple, let alone want to learn second-grade martial arts.

Even if you want to learn sixth-grade martial arts, you can do it!"

"So that's it..." Li Muchan suddenly realized that this seemed to be different from what Senior Sister Xu said.

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"Senior Brother Li, come on!" Lin Ping jumped out a foot away, pressed his sword and shouted.

Senior brother Chang hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Junior brother Li, if you are forced like this, how can you, as a man, not take action?"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "I don't want to hurt the harmony..."

This Lin Ping is a man who cannot afford to lose. Once Li Muchan really defeats him, he will form a grudge and kill him in the future, which will arouse suspicion.

Senior Brother Chang smiled and said: "You have already made a grudge!... If you don't make others jealous, you are a mediocre person. Just do whatever you have to do!"

Li Muchan nodded helplessly and walked slowly to Lin Ping: "Junior Brother Lin, let's stop at the end of the order, don't hurt your kindness."

"Okay!" Lin Ping nodded and said in a deep voice: "Watch the move!"

The sword flashed, and he drew his sword and struck with lightning speed.

"Ding..." Li Muchan pulled out the Blue Water Sword and held it in front of his chest. The tip of the sword collided with the blade. He took advantage of the situation and took a step back to release his internal energy.

The sword flashed, and Lin Ping followed up with a stab. Li Muchan drew the sword with his right hand and slashed the sword body.

"Ding..." Lin Ping's sword swung away, he staggered a step sideways, and turned his head in surprise.

Li Muchan smiled: "Junior Brother Lin, please——!"

Lin Ping sheathed his sword and said seriously: "Senior Brother Li is indeed amazingly powerful! Look at the sword!"

He stabbed out with his sword again, and before Li Muchan swung his sword to strike down, the sword force changed, swish, swish, swish, and the sword thrust out several times in a row, forming a sword light.

Li Muchan has a blue water sword in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. One is soft and the other is strong, one is yin and the other is yang. The two hands display completely different sword techniques, forming a whole, with two swords, one bright and one dark, guarding the whole body.

But he could hear the tinkling tinkling tinkling, and Li Muchan was so protected that no matter how fast Lin Ping's sword was, it was difficult to get past the thunder pool.

Meng Shichao whispered: "Senior Brother Chang, this Junior Brother Li is amazing, he seems to be able to do two things at once!"

"Yeah!" Senior Brother Chang nodded.

There are many people in the martial arts who use double swords, mostly women's Yuanyang swords, but the moves are the same, they just change one sword into two swords to increase the power.

It's rare to see someone like Li Muchan perform different moves with both hands.

If such a multitasking person could practice the combined sword technique, his power would be astonishing, and he would be uniquely endowed.

Senior Brother Chang said with emotion: "It seems that we have really recruited a great talent this time!"

"The lake owner must be very happy!" Meng Shichao said excitedly.

"Well, if such a talent is carefully cultivated, he will soon become a sixth-grade disciple." Senior Brother Chang said.

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Lin Ping struck out with his sword very quickly, one sword after another, making people breathless, but Li Muchan swung his two swords with ease and put up a light curtain to block the sword light.

The hundred moves passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Muchan said with a smile: "Junior brother Lin, we are evenly matched. You can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you."

He has become more and more proficient in the Luoyang Sword Technique. Practical combat is of great benefit to his practice. Fighting against others is worth half a month of hard training.

Lin Ping gritted his teeth and said nothing. The light of his sword became more and more dazzling. He was aroused to have a ferocious nature and had to stab Li Muchan. He really couldn't swallow this breath.

Senior Brother Chang couldn't see it and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Li, stop hiding your clumsiness!"

Li Muchan agreed, and the right sword suddenly sped up, while the left sword slowed down. The difference between the faster and slower became larger, but the power was stronger.

"Ding ding ding ding..." After a series of sword clashing sounds, Li Muchan's green water sword was unknowingly placed on Lin Ping's neck.

"Junior brother Lin, I accept the offer!" Li Muchan sheathed his sword, clasped his fists and smiled.

The blade was so cold that it penetrated into the bones. Lin Pingjun's face turned red and he stared at Li Muchan, as if he wanted to swallow him.

He noticed a sneer in Li Muchan's eyes, which made him furious and wanted to stab Li Muchan through a hole with a sword.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Junior Brother Lin does not need to take it too seriously."

Lin Ping took a deep breath, slowly suppressed his anger and frenzy, and forced a smile: "Yes, Senior Brother Li is really good at swordsmanship, I admire him!"

Everyone could see the resentment in his heart and was a little disappointed.

Senior Brother Chang clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay, everyone has seen what the two junior brothers are capable of. Don't waste any more time, everyone can go about their business!"

Everyone dispersed and each began to practice.

Lin Pingjun's face slowly recovered. After thinking for a while, he came to Senior Brother Chang and said, "Senior Brother Chang, when can we start practicing?"

Senior Brother Chang also acted as if nothing had happened and said with a smile: "Only when the Lake Master comes out of seclusion and goes through the initiation ceremony will he be considered a formal disciple."

"When will the master of the lake leave the customs?" Lin Ping asked.

Senior Brother Chang said: "It's almost time. Why, are you in a hurry to learn martial arts?"

Lin Ping nodded: "We are already so far behind your brothers, we have to work harder to catch up."

"Haha, what a good boy, you are ambitious!" Senior Brother Chang smiled and pointed around: "But it's not too late for a few days. Let's take a good break first and calm down before talking."

"...Yes." Lin Ping nodded helplessly.

Li Muchan said: "Senior Brother Chang, is there no forbidden area here?"

"As long as you don't enter a woman's yard." Senior Brother Chang said with a smile.

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In the early morning, Li Muchan was practicing swordsmanship on the martial arts ground. The Luoyang sword technique was superior to the Bishui sword technique. Besides, he didn't want to use the Bishui sword technique to avoid getting involved in Canghai Mountain.

"Junior Brother Li!" A delicate voice suddenly sounded. He stopped his sword and turned around to look, but it was Xu Xiaorou.

Xu Xiaorou was wearing a green shirt and waving to him at the edge of the martial arts training ground.

Li Muchan sheathed his sword, pointed at himself, and asked if he wanted to greet him. Lin Ping was not far from him, glaring at him fiercely.
To be continued...