Without giving him any time to prepare or react, the same sharp sword energy struck straight at him.
Qin Yun tried his best to use the Fang Cun Movement Technique and moved nearly three steps away in an instant, but he still could not avoid this earth-shattering sword.
Instant kill!
He was knocked out of the Sea of Consciousness for the second time and was completely defeated!
Deadly!
Qin Yun opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of thick air, feeling a little frustrated in his heart.
But this depressed mood only lasted for a moment, and he began to seriously think about the reasons for this failure.
Being good at thinking is undoubtedly Qin Yun's strength. He carefully recalled the two tragic defeats several times and gained some insights.
The opponent's sword is too powerful and the sword energy is stronger. It is impossible to block it by hard block, and the attack is not as fast as the opponent's sword. The only way to avoid being killed instantly is to dodge, and dodge as fast as possible!
However, the opponent's sword energy has definitely been cultivated to a very high level where he can do whatever he wants. It can change with the change of Qin Yun's position, and a single strike of the sword will seal all his escape routes.
Facing such an opponent, Qin Yun has almost no chance of winning unless his own strength improves by leaps and bounds.
However, it has never been Qin Yun's style to be discouraged when encountering setbacks. After thinking and recalling the two battles repeatedly, he felt that although he could not defeat his opponent, it was still possible to persist for a while. The key point was his speed.
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No matter how fast the middle-aged man strikes with his sword, it still takes some time from the moment he starts the sword to the time it unfolds. He can use this time to get out of the opponent's attack range.
However, Qianli Shenxing's square-inch movement obviously cannot meet the requirements. The distance it can teleport is too short, and the activation speed of Shizhang movement is a bit slower, which is probably even worse.
Then Qin Yun must learn new and more sophisticated body skills to be able to avoid his opponent's fatal blow.
This reminded him of the Glimpse of Light Kung Fu that he had just exchanged for it from the library of the Foreign Affairs Hall not long ago.
Glimpse of Light is a yellow-level skill. It is different from Thousand Miles of Divine Walking. It is a true light-body lifting technique. It is famous for its extremely fast dodge and escape speed. It is superior to Thousand Miles of Divine Walking in every aspect.
After understanding the reason for his failure, Qin Yun immediately calmed down. He was no longer eager to enter the world of Small Universe to challenge the powerful soul swordsman. Instead, he took out the fleeting secrets of the techniques and began to study them.
Even though Qinggong is much simpler than swordsmanship and internal skills, mastering this yellow-level skill cannot be achieved overnight. It is difficult to master the essence without long-term practice and tempering.
Therefore, it will take quite some time for Qin Yun to re-enter the world of Small Universe.
While he was working hard day and night, time passed by silently, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
The Qin Clan Taoist Hall competition has come to an end, and each hall has selected a group of the most outstanding disciples to participate in the sect competition that will follow!
Muyang Taoist main hall, grand martial arts performance venue.
The stands, which can accommodate thousands of people, were packed with seats. All the disciples from the hall gathered together to cheer for their representatives, and the atmosphere seemed lively.
This time, there were more than a hundred disciples participating in the sect competition. Among them, the Wu Hall had 30 places, the Foreign Affairs Hall had 20, and the remaining 50 were divided among several other halls, which basically reflected Mu Yang’s
The level of Tao strength.
Qin Yun ranks among the top 100 disciples with his dazzling ten-game winning streak.
Today he changed into a white swordsman's uniform. This suit was tailor-made by Qin Mingzhu for him. The dense and detailed stitching took the girl no idea how much time it took.
Thinking of the fact that he had been cultivating behind closed doors during this period, and could not help but neglect the beautiful woman, Qin Yun felt somewhat guilty, and couldn't help but look towards the stand where the disciples of the Alchemy Hall were.
Among the crowd, he found Qin Mingzhu, who was sitting with Fang Yi. He was about to wave and say hello, but he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.
who?!
Qin Yun almost broke out in a cold sweat. Although he was not on guard here, the opponent was able to avoid his intuitive perception and attack silently. His strength was definitely far superior to his.
He immediately turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandma, what are you..."
The person who patted Qin Yun on the shoulder was Grandma Sun. She also changed into a long dress today and looked much younger and more graceful.
"Follow me, I will take you to meet the messenger of Tiancheng Sword Sect!"
"Now?" Qin Yun was surprised.
He originally thought that Nanny Sun would take him to meet people after the sect competition was over, but he did not expect that she would go before the competition started.
"Of course, do you still want to compete with others for a few spots?" Grandma Sun sneered, "I'm afraid you don't know how you will die by then!"
Qin Yun felt awe-struck in his heart.
He immediately realized that his original idea was too careless and overconfident. The disciples of Muyang Dao's inner hall were generally not weak in strength, and the martial arts hall was full of geniuses, including masters from the seventh and eighth levels of Qi Refining.
If Qin Xiaoyue wants to deal with him, then the sect competition is undoubtedly a good opportunity. As long as he plays tricks on the lottery, he might be defeated and killed!
He could even feel that a few malicious eyes were falling on him.
"Thank you, grandma, let's go!"
Qin Yun stood up without hesitation and followed Grandma Sun out of the stands.
For today's sect competition, almost all the important figures from the Qin family and Mu Yangdao were present. Even the clan leader Qin Zhushang, who rarely appeared in public, also came to watch the ceremony in person.
This is because the two messengers from the Tiancheng Sword Sect were all present, and the leader of the Qin Zhu Shang clan also had to accompany him in person.
The messenger is a representative sent by the Tiancheng Sword Sect, responsible for supervising and examining whether the children recommended by the family are qualified.
Although the Qin family has a certain relationship with the Tiancheng Sword Sect, and it has been a centuries-old practice to select children to join the Sword Sect, the Tiancheng Sword Sect has always been unambiguous in this regard.
Those disciples with poor strength, weak talent or even ugly looks, even if they have strong background connections, should not expect to be accepted into the Sword Sect as long as they do not catch the eye of the messenger.
One of the two messengers of the Sword Sect is a dark-faced middle-aged man with a strong build and a gloomy face, and the other is a beautiful young woman.
The former sat silently, while the latter smiled and chatted with the patriarch Qin Zhushang and the clan elders, appearing very familiar with them.
Qin Zhushang, the patriarch of the Qin family, is already eighty years old this year, but with his peak innate strength, he looks like he is only forty or fifty years old.
He has a long beard and thick eyebrows but is not angry. There is a faint divine light shining between the opening and closing of his eyes. The invisible pressure and aura revealed by his tall and straight body can be felt even from a long distance away.
It is said that Qin Zhushang entered the innate realm when he was twenty-two years old. He studied swordsmanship in the Tiancheng Sword Sect for seven years and mastered the Suzaku sword form. At that time, he became a sensation at the Longyun Sword Discussion Conference.
Later, he returned to the Qin family and became the patriarch of the Qin family at the age of fifty. At that time, he reached the peak of his innate strength.
However, in the next thirty years, he failed to break through the Transformation Gang. Many people said that this was because he spent most of his attention on clan affairs.
Qin Yun had heard many rumors about this clan leader, but this was the first time he saw him.
With so many important people present, Grandma Sun seemed not to be timid at all, and led Qin Yun directly to Qin Zhushang.
Seeing Aunt Sun, Qin Zhushang frowned slightly, then relaxed: "Junior Sister Sun, why are you here?"
Junior sister!
Aunt Sun turned out to be Qin Zhushang's junior sister. Qin Yun had guessed that Aunt Sun's identity was very unusual, but he never expected that it would be so extraordinary!
Qin Zhushang turned to the two Sword Sect envoys and introduced him: "This is my junior sister Sun Wan when I was studying under my mentor."
The two envoys looked at each other, stood up and saluted at the same time: "I've met Senior Sister!"
The tone of the two of them was not very respectful, nor did they say their names. This was because they represented the Tiancheng Sword Sect, and Grandma Sun was just a former disciple of the Sword Sect.
Grandma Sun immediately returned the greeting: "Two junior brothers and sisters, thank you for your hard work!"
After the polite greetings, Grandma Sun said to Qin Zhushang: "Senior brother, this time I am here to bring a junior disciple to meet someone. He has a letter of recommendation from his ancestor and wants to join the Sword Sect Qingyunzi's sect!"
After speaking, she winked at Qin Yun.
Qin Yun immediately stepped forward and saluted: "My son Qin Yun, pay homage to the clan leader and the two envoys!"
Qin Zhushang's eyes narrowed, and a look of deep thought appeared on his face: "Qin Yun, well, I have heard of your name. My ancestor thinks highly of you, but it's a pity..."
He sighed softly: "Have you brought your ancestor's letter of recommendation?"
This letter of recommendation can be said to be Qin Yun's only hope of joining the Tiancheng Sword Sect. He has been carrying it with him since his ancestor passed away, so he immediately took it out of his arms and presented it with both hands.
Qin Zhushang took the letter of recommendation and read it, but did not open it: "Yes, it is written by the ancestor."
"Qin Yun, you can win so much love from your ancestors. You must work harder in the future. Remember that after joining the Sword Sect, you must not do anything that will disgrace the reputation of our Qin family!"
He returned the letter of recommendation to Qin Yun: "Get up!"
"Qin Yun remember the patriarch's teachings!" Qin Yun was overjoyed.
He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. With Qin Zhushang personally witnessing it and giving his approval, at least there wouldn't be any obstacles in the family for him to join the Tiancheng Sword Sect.
But one person was so angry that he was half dead.
That person was Qin Xiaoyue, who was sitting not far from Qin Zhushang.
Qin Xiaoyue never thought in his wildest dreams that Qin Yun actually kept such a hand and only took it out at this time.
With this letter of recommendation from his ancestor in hand, Qin Yun could join the Sword Sect without participating in the sect competition, which made all his previous arrangements come to naught.
Thinking of the price he spent to bribe the two martial arts disciples, Qin Xiaoyue's heart bleeds.
He stared at Qin Yun with incomparable resentment, wishing he could pick up his sword and chop him into pieces on the spot!
