After Ding Peng figured it out, his whole person became energetic, and his stagnant Qi began to move. After breaking the love barrier, Ding Peng's state of mind improved to a higher level.
When the sword slave saw Ding Peng walking out of the room, his eyes lost the confusion and pain, and he smiled with relief. He didn't say anything and just said lightly, "Would you like to eat?"
‘Haha, it’s good to have water. Master, I’m worrying you.’ Ding Peng said.
'Okay, okay, just recover. You are still young and there is a chance for anything in the future.' The sword slave was happy in his heart. Seeing Ding Peng so decadent was also a kind of torture for him.
Ding Peng nodded and thought silently, 'Is this a martial arts tournament?'
A few days later, the martial arts tournament finally began. Every martial arts tournament is what people in the Jiange look forward to. After all, it is the best way to test one's own cultivation. Actual combat is always the best way to convince people.
And this time there were also disciples of the Earth Sword Master coming to participate, and the atmosphere became more competitive. After all, no one wanted to let others look down on the Sword Pavilion.
The martial arts tournament, which was originally intended to stimulate the progress of fellow students, became full of gunpowder and comparison due to the appearance of Sophie and Lunt. However, with this nature, Jinghong was also happy to see it happen. Winning? Of course it is good, after all, it can make
Jiange is proud and proud, proving that the next generation or the future of Jiange has a future. Losing? Although it is disappointing, it just inspires everyone to make further progress.
Although winning or losing doesn't matter on the surface, everyone understands one truth in their hearts. Winning is definitely better than losing. If they lose to the two disciples of the Earth Sword Master, then the Sword Pavilion will be considered a disgrace.
At this time, the melodious bell rang, summoning everyone to enter the martial arts hall. This is the sword pavilion's special competition venue. It is surrounded by the hardest stone and is not easily damaged. There are also many such stones in the sword pavilion's inventory.
Stone, just in case you need it.
The martial arts hall is very wide, almost completely empty except for the load-bearing pillars. It is a place where masters can display their skills.
Everything in the Jiange was designed with great effort by Ding Fei and Liang Tianyu. They are closely linked and have almost all the necessary items for a famous sect.
Of course, in the end, the number of disciples was less than ten, which they did not expect at the time. At this time, the sword slave was about to go out, but was stopped by Ding Peng, "We'll talk about Peng'er later. Let's go faster."
Come on, otherwise we won't be able to bear the scolding from the master of the pavilion.'
'Master, just wait for a moment, my disciple has something to tell you.' Ding Peng suddenly said. Ding Peng has been holding this matter in his heart. Ding Peng had originally planned to take action in today's martial arts competition. In this case, he is unwilling to continue
Hidden from one's own master.
"What's so urgent? Do you need to talk about it at this critical moment?" The sword slave didn't know why. What was he, his disciple, thinking? This time, there was also a disciple of the earth sword master who came to the sword pavilion. If he went late, wouldn't it be a loss?
Etiquette?
'Master, I am no longer the Ding Peng I used to be. I will definitely let you know my strength in today's martial arts competition.' Ding Peng said suddenly.
The sword slave was stunned for a moment and then said, "Peng'er, don't be brave. Although I know you have been practicing hard recently, training is not a child's play. It takes less than a day to freeze three feet. How much can you achieve in just one month?"
Where's the progress?'
‘I made a breakthrough.’ Ding Peng said.
The sword slave was shocked, "Really? Do you mean you broke through the first level and reached the second level?" The sword slave's voice was full of surprise. If so, considering Ding Peng's age and his tenacity,
, he can definitely continue to make progress. Originally, Ding Peng could not make progress, and the true energy in his meridians was sticky and immovable. The sword slaves thought it was God's will, but now it seems that there is another bright future.
'Yes, Master, I broke through the first level a month ago.' Since Ding Peng didn't intend to hide it, he was ready to tell the truth. He had not only reached the second level, but also reached the period of inestimation.
If Sword Slave knew, I wonder how happy he would be?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared at the corner of Ding Peng's mouth. Seeing his master happy, Ding Peng felt satisfied. 'Really? Hahaha. Good, good. This matter must be reported to the master of the pavilion so that everyone can be happy.'
The sword slave smiled from ear to ear. The biggest regret in his heart was that Ding Peng's strength could not improve, and what about himself? The same was true, so Ding Peng was often bullied. But now? Since Ding Peng can break through, his future is limitless.
, The days ahead are still long, and with Ding Peng’s talent, he will never lose to anyone.
The sword slave is not happy for himself, but happy that Ding Peng finally doesn't have to be bullied and can go to the mainland to see something. Otherwise, what's the point of staying in the sword pavilion all his life?
"No wonder, Peng'er, no wonder you asked me about the form of the mainland before. It turns out that you already knew that you had a breakthrough." The sword slave said happily, and he had even forgotten about the martial arts tournament.
The sword ringing bell was still ringing, but the sound had been automatically filtered by Jian Slave and Ding Peng. At this time, Jian Slave's eyes were full of excitement, even slightly red. Ding Peng saw his master's happy look,
I was also pleased in my heart, 'Master, in fact, I have not only broken through the second level, I have now broken through the ninth level and reached the stage of fasting.'
‘…’ The sword slave was speechless… The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and only the melodious bells of the sword ringing bell were still ringing.
"You...what did you say?" The sword slave's body was trembling. It was obvious that Ding Peng's words shocked him extremely.
Ding Peng smiled slightly. The master's shock was the first recognition of his success. He liked this feeling very much, and then repeated what he had just said.
The sword slave sat on the stool. "Wait a minute, Peng'er, let me calm down first. You know, although I know that you are eager to get powerful power, fantasy is unrealistic. You still have to take one step at a time."
'
Seeing that the sword slave still refuses to believe it and is still following the temptation, Ding Peng is moved and also feels funny. Indeed, such things are not easy for people to believe and understand, and the speed of his progress is indeed incredible. In just a short time
In one month, he has gone from a waste with no true energy to breaking through the first level to the current Bigu stage. In the entire sword pavilion, only the two elders and the pavilion master can surely defeat him.
Even if the elder brother's cultivation level is similar to his own, he may not be able to defeat him if he really takes action. After all, he still has many sharp moves, which are lost in Jiange or have never appeared at all.
'Let me prove it to you.' At this time, Ding Peng knew that he could not waste time and said with his mouth that the sword slave would never understand. The sword ringing bell had stopped, which means that everyone has gathered now.
We are in the Martial Arts Hall. If we continue to delay like this, then the Pavilion Master will definitely be angry.
The sword slave was still in shock and didn't know what Ding Peng was talking about. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and Ding Peng had disappeared in front of him. When the sword slave wanted to look for it, Ding Peng appeared again.
.
This is speed, a kind of dodge technique. When it reaches a certain level, Ding Peng's speed has become very fast. Of course, as his cultivation progresses, his speed will increase.
'Peng'er, you...' Jian Nu's eyes widened. Although he reminded himself repeatedly that this was impossible, he didn't expect that Ding Peng really did it. One month? There was such a huge change in one month.
?
"Let's go, master, the martial arts tournament is about to begin. Please keep this matter a secret for now. I will naturally prove to everyone in the martial arts tournament that I am not a waste. I can also teach such a disciple, and neither are you." Ding
Peng said firmly.
'Okay, okay.' Jian Nu didn't know how to express his current mood, so he could only keep saying yes. At this time, Jian Nu was bursting into tears. He knew that the biggest concern that he had been suppressing in his heart had disappeared, and Ding Peng had already
Really spread your wings and fly high!
At this time, Ding Peng and the sword slave rushed towards the martial arts hall. When they arrived at the martial arts hall, everyone inside was already there. The sword slave seemed to be in a daze at this time. If Ding Peng was not beside him, his eyes were still there.
With so much confidence and expectation, he almost thought it was just a dream.
"Sword slave? Why did you two arrive so late?" Jinghong frowned, looking a little dissatisfied.
While Lunt watched with great interest, Sophie's face showed disgust. The way Jian Slao looked at Ju Lou made her feel that it was a shame to stand with Jian Slave.
Jian Yu and others were watching the fun and said, "Okay, you guys come in." Seeing what Jian Slave was about to explain, Jinghong interrupted Jian Slave impatiently.
'This martial arts competition is the best opportunity to verify your progress over the past few years. You have to show your progress over the past few years. Of course, this time, the disciples of the Earth Sword Master will also join our competition. Everyone
You have to go all out, they are all the proud disciples of the Earth Sword Master, and they are very powerful." Jinghong said.
"Thank you, Master." Lunt bowed gracefully.
Ding Peng looked left and right. This was his first time here. Jian Gang on the side smiled and said, "Ding Peng, this time you are qualified to enter because a disciple of the earth sword master has arrived."
, otherwise you have no right to enter at all, so just keep your eyes open and look at it, but I don’t think you can understand it.'
Ding Peng ignored him at all, because saying more than two words to such a person was a waste of time. Seeing Ding Peng ignoring him, Jian Gang secretly resented, "The tournament is over, let's see how I punish you."
'Next, the martial arts competition will begin. Since the disciples of the Earth Sword Master are guests, let's start with you.' At this time, the majestic voice of Elder Jianyi rang in the hall, constantly carrying a trace of echo, containing true meaning.
The angry voice echoed in the hall, this was simply a show of force.
‘Well? Elder Jianyi’s true energy is really strong, but it gives people a feeling of being powerless. What’s going on?’ Ding Peng was puzzled.
‘Boy, this old man’s time is coming.’ Although Ding Fei didn’t know what Ding Peng was thinking, he expressed his own evaluation.