Beitang Qin's face turned green and white, and she became more and more angry, but she did not dare to refute Beitang Cang Jue's words. Thinking of Zhuang Wudao's aura when he glared at her angrily, he felt secretly awe-inspiring.
Beitang Wan'er recalled the situation before Zhuang Wudao left, and frowned slightly: "What does uncle mean? He actually wants to attack me all the time? Even if he doesn't dare to kill me, then
Are you just planning to use me as hostage if you don't agree with me?"
"That's about it!" Beitang Cangjue touched his fat chin with a smile: "I may have this intention, but whether I can do it in front of me is another matter."
Beitang Wan'er's eyes gradually became brighter: "Since he wants to use me as a hostage to survive in a desperate situation, then this person probably has some confidence! In this way, in the battle on the ferry just now, this person still has reservations.
Didn’t you try your best?"
If she wanted to participate in the competition, she would naturally be wary, but since it was directly recommended by the academy, the stronger Zhuang Wudao was, the better.
"I can't say how much strength he has concealed. However, this person was restrained in his energy when he started. I'm afraid he only used 40-50% of his 10% strength. In addition, his skin color is dark and golden, and he must have practiced another earth-level horizontal exercise.
Dharma, his level is not low, and his attainments are extraordinary. Therefore, this person is said to be deeply scheming and should not be underestimated!"
The two women in the car both said "Ah" and secretly exclaimed. Beitang's Cang Jue eyes flashed with deep thoughts. "The most surprising thing to me is that there was still something vaguely hidden in this kid just now.
A bit of sword intent,"
"Sword Intent?"
Beitang Wan'er then remembered the sword Zhuang Wudao was carrying behind his back. The sword's blade was in unknown condition, and the hilt had been broken off.
"Is this person also good at swordsmanship? No, I think that the joints in his metacarpophyseal fingers are fixed, and he is far less flexible than ordinary people. His talent in boxing is amazing, but if he uses it in swordsmanship, he will definitely achieve very little. People like this should learn
What sword?"
"This is beyond my knowledge."
Beitang Cang Jue shook his head: "However, this boy's strength is indeed impressive, and may not even be lower than yours! If not, I would not allow you to act like this."
"Thanks uncle!"
Beitang Wan'er smiled sheepishly, knowing that even if she was the next clan leader selected by the clan, she would not have such great power to add fuel to the flames and help Zhuang Wudao fight with the children of the major aristocratic families. With Beitang Cangjue's approval
, then the situation is completely different.
If Beitang Cangjue were not here today, it would be absolutely difficult for Zhuang Wudao to let go.
There was a strange light in her eyes again. What she wanted to know most now was how much strength Zhuang Wudao had hidden! It was really curious——
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When Beitang Cang Jue and Beitang Wan'er were discussing Zhuang Wudao, Zhuang Wudao returned to Lichen Academy and was talking to the sword spirit 'Yun'er' with his mind.
Yun'er's voice was directly transmitted to Zhuang Wudao's mind. The sound was like beads falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant, but it also revealed a hint of coldness and arrogance that was not easy to detect.
"Although Cang Jue of Beitang is only in the late stage of Qi training, his eyesight is not weak and he specializes in spiritual consciousness. I'm afraid you can't hide it from him if you practice skills horizontally!"
Zhuang Wudao paused, thinking that with Yun'er's ability, couldn't he hide it from Beitang Cang Jue? But it was also expected, the gap between the two was a whole big level. If he couldn't tell a few things,
Well, he was actually surprised.
"I understand, it doesn't matter!"
There was no hope of not revealing his true identity in front of Beitang Cang Jue, so what Zhuang Wudao had to do was to act in a manner that would make others aware of his sudden increase in 'strength'.
However, in this case, in the eyes of the Beitang family, I am afraid that they will have the impression of being scheming and forbearing.
"Didn't you say that you were defeated in about seventy moves? Why did you take such risks to win against Beitang Wan'er?"
Fortunately, this is the Beitang family, and now they are asking for help from him. Beitang Wan'er's character is not as crazy as it appeared at the beginning. Otherwise, Zhuang Wudao might be born with a different head today.
at.
All I could think of was Yun'er's voice, which was still calm and without the slightest hint of fireworks in her explanation: "That Beitang Wan'er's strength is amazing, and I never thought that she actually cultivated a pseudo-mystical art before practicing Qi.
Her pseudo-spiritual aperture had only been opened for less than a year, and she had old injuries and could not control it. If she was allowed to use it at that time, the sword master would be seriously injured even if he did not die. Yun'er had no choice but to ask for the sword
Lord forgive me.”
"Really?"
Zhuang Wudao was dubious. Even after only getting along with him for a few days, he could tell that the sword spirit of Qingyun Sword was extremely arrogant. Maybe he just couldn't accept the deliberate defeat, so he did it on purpose.
Unlike Zhuang Wudao, although he is also competitive, he still puts his life first. When he was a child, he competed with cats and dogs for food, and his only belief was to "survive" and live a good life!
However, when I think of the situation just now, if it had not been for the timely sniper attack by Yun'er and the full deployment of the Hundred Fissures and Thousands of Fronts, I am afraid that the entire ferry will be destroyed. There is no way for me to avoid it or escape.
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With a cold snort, Zhuang Wudao temporarily ignored this section and then remembered the porcelain bottle he still held in his hand.
"What do you think of this elixir? Can it be beneficial to me?"
As long as he takes this Blood Essence Pill, Zhuang Wudao's blood energy will be transformed and sublimated, and his energy will be generated by himself.
"Practitioners focus on cultivating the foundation, and elixirs are also one of the means. Therefore, wealth ranks third among Dharma couples. However, although elixirs are good, they need to be taken properly and adjusted properly. Otherwise, not only will they be useless, but they will be a disaster.
This Blood Cloud Pill is indeed good. It was available before the Seven Tribulations. It can greatly enhance the blood energy in the body and generate true energy. However-"
Just the word "however" cooled down Zhuang Wudao's burning chest.
"This is also the medicine of tiger and wolf! If you can't break through once, you will definitely hurt your body, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future. Even if you use the medicine to break through, ordinary monks will be deficient in energy and blood, and it will take a long time to replenish it. But you, sword master, don't worry.
, Sword Master has cultivated the Niu Demon Yuan Hegemon Body, and the energy and blood are so strong that two people at the same level do not want to do anything. The slight loss can be made up in a moment after entering the Qi training realm. It’s just you, Sword Master, it’s hard not to want to cultivate that natal mystical art.
You don’t need this elixir, but Yun’er can add a few medicinal materials to enhance the quality of the sword’s main body. You can also cultivate the Niu Demon Yuan Hegemonic Body without borrowing the power of the Great Evolution Jue.”
Zhuang Wudao was silent, put the porcelain bottle into his sleeve, and then said with a straight face: "Remember to talk about the important points first!"
Having seen Beitang Wan'er's 'Hundred Splits and Thousand Blades', Zhuang Wudao didn't say it in his mouth, but secretly he was deeply envious of the fact that a pseudo-mystical art could have such divine power, and that the true natal mystical art could have such power.
So what?
"Speaking of which, you haven't taught me the Yin Yang Great Compassion yet—"
Luo Qingyun's voice fell silent. Zhuang Wudao also realized that he had arrived in front of the main hall of the academy.
The martial arts performance field here is spacious, with an area of ten acres. Hundreds of people have gathered here, all wearing green clothes, the attire of the registered disciples of the Lichen Sect.
The master of the academy, Li Xiangnan, is high on the steps. There is another person sitting side by side. His cultivation level is four levels higher than Li Xiangnan's. He is a monk at the sixth level of the Qi Lian Realm. His face is thin and yellow, and he has a chin.
He had several long beards and was looking down with an unpredictable attitude.
Zhuang Wudao didn't know who this person was, but he knew that this person must be the supervisor sent by Wu Jing Lichen Gymnasium to supervise Xiao Bi.
There are seventeen Lichen schools in Soochow, all under the jurisdiction of Lichen Sect's Taoist temple in Wujing. In addition, it also includes all Lichen Sect's outer disciples, industries, and medicine gardens in Soochow.
, mineral deposits, etc.
Competitions in various schools are held once a quarter. Every three months, Wu Jing Gym will have supervisors assigned to supervise competitions. The candidates will not be disclosed before they are assigned, and they will be changed every six months. There will be someone else supervising secretly to avoid conflicts with the competitions.
There is collusion in the local area and the rules are extremely strict. Therefore, most of the supervisors are considered fair to avoid ruining their reputation and being rejected by the sect.
When Zhuang Wudao arrived, there were hundreds of eyes staring at him. There were different expressions, some were jealous, some were happy, some were gnashing their teeth, and some were sneering.
Zhuang Wudao ignored them all and walked up to the steps outside the main hall. He bowed deeply and said, "I've seen the master of the hall, I've seen the supervisor! I came late due to practicing in seclusion. Please forgive me."
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The competition hadn't officially started yet, so it wasn't considered late. However, it was considered disrespectful that someone arrived after the host had supervised the envoy, so Zhuang Wudao was very respectful this time.
Li Xiangnan has been dissatisfied with Zhuang Wudao for a long time, and his eyes are full of coldness. However, he knows that Zhuang Wudao, as the chief of the academy, represents the face of Lichen Yuecheng Academy and is the pillar of the academy. At this time, he only
Neng suppressed his anger and pretended to be kind: "You are concentrating on martial arts, what's the crime? Forgive me, just go down and watch from the side! But you need to pay attention in the future, you are the chief disciple, you should be a role model for everyone.
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The supervisor was originally dissatisfied, but when he glanced at Zhuang Wudao, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he became friendly.
"It doesn't matter!"
I saw that although Zhuang Wudao tried his best to restrain his energy, his skeleton was stable and firm, his bones and flesh were even and strong, his energy and blood were rising, overflowing to his forehead, and there was a faint blush between his eyebrows.
It is obvious that he has reached the peak of marrow training. If he takes one step forward, he will be in the Qi training realm, and he can be called a senior brother.
He is only about sixteen years old and has a bright future. Even if he doesn't like it, there is no need to offend him. He is prone to accidents, so he knows this.
Zhuang Wudao bowed apologetically again, and then stepped aside. His position was just a few schools away from teaching on the left, and next to him was Zhuang Tong.
Zhuang Wudao had just stood still when Zhuang Tong gave an inaudible chuckle: "Be spoiled and spoiled, let me see how proud you can be! After today, there will be no place for you in Lichen Academy!"
"Do you say it works? You will see the truth later."
Zhuang Wudao clasped his hands behind his back and replied lightly. His eyes were quite sympathetic as he looked at Zhuang Tong.
This person probably doesn't know yet that Li Chen has a golden elixir monk opening the door to teach disciples, and he still hopes that he can become a disciple of Li Chen.
However, this person should also be determined, otherwise the financial resources of the banker alone, even if the Gu Yue family and the Beitang family do not participate, will not be enough.
Beitang Wan'er said that he seemed to be cared for by someone noble, but she didn't know who it was?