Zhang Ruochen hid part of his strength and did not show his sword intention to reach the peak of his sword.
Once it is revealed, everyone will probably be even more shocked. Using the sword to reach a high level is enough to defeat Feng Zhilin.
"The sword follows your heart and reaches a high level?"
Feng Zhilin's face was very ugly. He never expected that Zhang Ruochen's level of swordsmanship would reach such a powerful level.
"No, I won't be defeated, I haven't been defeated yet! I am three martial arts realms higher than him, and I will definitely be able to defeat him!"
Feng Zhilin gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat. He waved his spear and attacked again.
Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly and raised an arc-shaped wave of air from the tip of his sword.
The shape of the air flow is like water waves, and countless sword energy shuttles in the air flow, making the sound of tidal waves.
"Tianxin makes the tide!"
When the sword was swung out, the sword energy turned into a five-meter-high wave, which hit Feng Zhilin's body and rolled Feng Zhilin backwards.
"ah……"
Feng Zhilin screamed, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
Feng Zhilin's white martial robe was shredded by the sword energy and turned into pieces of rags, leaving only a silver scale armor vest still on him.
Except for the area covered by the silver scale armor vest, all the sword energy cut bloody wounds on other parts of the body, and the whole body was bloody and bloody.
It was better for Zhang Ruochen to show mercy, otherwise, the sword just now could have severed Feng Zhilin's limbs and head.
"Feng Zhilin, you are defeated!"
Zhang Ruochen walked over with an iron sword in hand, pointed the tip of the sword at Feng Zhilin's neck, and said: "I said, I will not kill you, I only avenge the fourth brother and break your arms and hand bones!"
"Wait... wait a minute!"
Feng Zhilin was trembling all over, got up from the ground, knelt in front of Zhang Ruochen, kowtowed to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, thank you... thank you for not killing me."
Looking at Feng Zhilin kneeling in front of him, Zhang Ruochen had a look of doubt on his face, and suddenly he felt a dangerous aura.
not good!
At this moment, Feng Zhilin suddenly raised his head and spit out three silver needles from his mouth.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Tongue flicking arrow is the unique skill of the Feng family.
Feng Zhiyi could only shoot out one silver needle with his tongue, but Feng Zhilin could spit out three in a row.
In the stands in the distance, no one expected that Feng Zhilin would suddenly attack.
At such a close distance, not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even a Dzogchen warrior in the Xuanji Realm would be hit.
"Ding ding!"
Zhang Ruochen swung his iron sword and hit the three silver needles accurately, sending the three silver needles flying back.
One of the silver needles was inserted into Feng Zhilin's throat.
The other two silver needles pierced Feng Zhilin's eyes.
"Well...Huo Xing...Wang...Prince...save me..."
Feng Zhilin pulled out the silver needle stuck in his throat, clutched his neck, and rushed towards the stage of life and death. However, his eyes were so blind that he could not see the road at all. He accidentally stepped on the air and fell thirty meters.
The high platform of life and death.
Amidst a series of screams, Feng Zhilin fell into the iron thorn forest. His body was stabbed with more than ten bloody holes. After struggling twice, he completely lowered his arms and became silent.
silence.
The entire life and death platform became extremely silent, and only the breathing and heartbeats of everyone could be heard.
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly. Originally, he just wanted to teach Feng Zhilin some lessons and had no intention of killing him. Even if his arms were broken, as long as he applied muscle and bone breaking ointment, he could still heal half of him.
He recovered within a month.
Shaking his head, Zhang Ruochen walked off the stage of life and death.
Afterwards, all the students in Yunwu County cheered and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is so powerful. Even Feng Zhilin died in your hands. From now on, let's see who else dares to bully our students from Yunwu County."
A pretty female student stared at Zhang Ruochen with admiring eyes and said, "Ninth Prince, the sword you used to defeat Feng Zhilin was so amazing! Can I learn the sword from you?"
Liu Chengfeng saw that Zhang Ruochen seemed to be in a bad mood, guessed the reason, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, Ninth Prince, Feng Zhilin brought the blame on himself and deserved his death. There is no need to take it to heart! Besides, he fell to his death from the platform of life and death himself.
It has nothing to do with you at all."
Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly and said calmly: "Since Feng Zhilin is dead, then this matter has come to an end and everyone should disperse!"
The students in Yunwu County were very excited, but Prince Huo Xing's face was extremely cold. He stared at Zhang Ruochen's leaving figure, "Trash, Feng Zhilin is a trash, he can't even kill Zhang Ruochen!"
A student from Sifang County next to him asked: "What should we do now? Are we going to let Zhang Ruochen go like this?"
"Let him go? How is it possible?"
Prince Huo Xing clenched his hands tightly and said coldly: "I will write a letter and report it to my father right now, asking him to spend a high price to hire the killers from the Underworld Sect to get rid of Zhang Ruochen. If Zhang Ruochen doesn't die, he will definitely become a Sifang Commandery in the future.
's archenemy."
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After the decisive battle on the stage of life and death, Zhang Ruochen returned to Longwu Hall and began to continue practicing swordsmanship.
On the third day, he was finally summoned by the master of the West Courtyard.
The master of the West Courtyard, wearing a golden robe, was sitting on a white stone by the pool, holding a fishing rod in his hand and fishing.
"Meet the Master!"
Zhang Ruochen came behind the master of the West Courtyard and bowed slightly.
"Zhang Ruochen, do you know why I summoned you one month after the academy exam?" The master of the West Academy still held the fishing rod and stared at the pool surface without turning around to look at Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Students don't know."
During the Academy exam, Zhang Ruochen met the president of the West Academy once, but that time he was too far away and just took a casual look.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen began to seriously look at this courtyard master, the only extremely powerful man in the West courtyard who could wear a golden robe.
He looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, with a head full of white hair, but there was not a single wrinkle on his hands or side of his face, nor did he look senile.
"I don't know what level of cultivation the Master of the West Courtyard has reached?" Zhang Ruochen could not understand the cultivation level of the Master of the West Courtyard at all.
The dean of the west courtyard put down the fishing rod, stood up, turned around and glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and said: "Did you know that the top freshmen of each class will be accepted as direct disciples by the deputy dean. Of course, if they are extremely talented,
When new students are born, I will personally accept them as disciples."
"Your performance in the Wu Pagoda was quite outstanding. At that time, I had already thought of recruiting a disciple. What I meant by being outstanding was not that you passed the second level of the third floor of the Wu Pagoda, but that you passed the second level of the third floor of the Wu Pagoda.
Passed the third stage of the third floor of the Martial Tower and defeated Luo Xu at the same level as you."
Zhang Ruochen was slightly startled and said, "Does the master of the hospital know what happened in the martial tower?"
"Ha ha!"
The head of the West Courtyard laughed loudly and said: "Do you really think that such an important place as Wu Pagoda is only guarded by Huang Yatou and Duanmu Yatou? There are some secrets that even the two of them don't know."
Then, the head of the West Courtyard became solemn and said, "However, I have no objection to what they did. In fact, if they didn't stop you at that time, I would personally stop you from climbing to the fourth floor of the Martial Tower."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The master of the hospital is worried that my talent is too high and I will be assassinated by some people?"
The head of the West Academy nodded and said: "Wushi Academy is not absolutely safe. Over the years, the black market and the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult have continued to penetrate into the academy. Not only are their people among the students, but even some of the academy's
There are also people from them among the top management."
"If you had broken into the fourth floor of the Martial Tower, the forces of the black market would have spared no effort to kill you in the cradle. Even I would have found it difficult to protect you."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The hospital master is referring to the 'Operation Killing Miao'?"
The head of the West Courtyard let out a light sigh and said, "Do you know about the 'Operation Killing Seedlings'?"
You must know that the black market and Wushi Bank have been in an antagonistic relationship since ancient times, fighting and killing each other to expand their territory and compete for market resources.
The Wushi Academy is the base camp for cultivating talents for the Wushi Bank. In order to defeat the Wushi Bank from the source, the black market launched the "Operation Killing Seedlings" to assassinate the elite geniuses in the Wushi Academy.
Eight hundred years ago, the black market launched an operation to kill seedlings, and Zhang Ruochen certainly knew about it.
Zhang Ruochen had no way to explain it to the head of the West Academy, so he could only blame it on Prince Yunwu, saying: "Before I came to take the academy exam, I heard my father mention it once. In fact, I don't think much about the seedling-killing operation.
clear."
"It turns out that Prince Yunwu has already warned you, so I don't need to say any more!"
From the perspective of the head of the West Academy, it is not difficult for Prince Yunwu to learn about the Miao Killing operation. After all, the Miao Killing operation has been going on for thousands of years and is not a secret.
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed and he said: "The reason why the master of the hospital delayed summoning the students for a month is because he wanted to use the students as bait to find out the evildoers from the black market and the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult who had infiltrated the west courtyard?"
"That's right!" The head of the West Courtyard smiled and said, "You won't hold a grudge against me, will you?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Since the dean has told the students about this in person, how can the students hold grudges against the dean? I really want to know, has the dean found out about the evil person lurking in the west courtyard?"
"Some clues have been found, but we are still waiting for the big fish to enter the net. I believe the net will be closed soon." said the head of the West Courtyard.
Then, the master of the West Courtyard said again: "Zhang Ruochen, are you willing to become my master and become my personal disciple?"
There is a big difference between students and direct disciples.
A teacher can teach many students, but there are very few direct disciples.
Once he becomes the direct disciple of the master of the West Academy, it is equivalent to having an extra supporter. Then Zhang Ruochen's status in the West Academy will immediately rise. From now on, no one will dare to trouble him. Even in the inner palace of Wushi Academy, Zhang Ruochen's identity
His status is still higher than other inner palace students.
However, Zhang Ruochen did not want to become a disciple of the Master of the West Academy because he had too many secrets that he did not want outsiders to know. If he became a student of the Master of the West Academy, some of the secrets would definitely be exposed.
Zhang Ruochen respectfully saluted the Master of the West Campus and said, "Thank you very much, Master, for your kindness. However, the student wants to practice his own martial arts and has no plans to become a disciple for the time being."
Surprisingly, the Master of the West Courtyard was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Hey! I have been the Master of the West Courtyard for thirty-four years. I have taken the initiative to recruit disciples eleven times in total. You are the second person to reject me."
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Note: As mentioned earlier, the history of the Western Academy is only 460 years, which refers to the Western Academy of Wushi Academy in Tianmoling. The distribution of Wushi Academy covers the entire Kunlun world, and its history is far longer than 460 years.