He didn't expect the poison to be so violent. It seemed that when it was in his body, the poison didn't completely break out at all.
In my heart, I couldn't help but believe a little bit of Princess Danyang's words.
...
In the study, Princess Danyang was writing something unknown on the desk. Next to her, the old servant was bowing to serve her.
"Uncle Zhong, do you think Wang Xuan will believe what I say?"
"Princess, this person was sent back by the prince himself. He must have his own intentions. As long as it does not hinder our major affairs, it will be fine. He can even be used for a little bit."
"Forget it, my cultivation is at a critical moment now. I hope nothing will happen. I will also ask Uncle Zhong to do his best to arrange his follow-up arrangements."
...
The poison was removed, and Wang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
I stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, and found that it was a courtyard, a small courtyard.
There are a few trees and other things in the yard, which is very simple.
Wang Xuan didn't care about this.
Turn around and go back to the house, sit cross-legged on the bed, close your eyes tightly, slow down your breathing, and listen.
After a while, I found that there was nothing unusual.
Turning over his left hand, a lamp appeared in his hand.
Calling it a lamp is actually not quite accurate.
The belly of the lamp is like a gourd with a narrow waist and a big belly. There is a lamp sitting underneath and a wick extending into the belly of the lamp.
On top, there is a cover with a hole in the middle, and the wick passes through the hole.
There was no oil in the lamp, nor did it burn.
It allows Senior Brother Fan Zhi, oh, no, allows Fan Zhi to take action against Elder Qiao. You can imagine how precious this lamp is.
Having twice used blood to identify his master, Wang Xuan decided to give it a try this time.
Cut your palm and drip the blood directly on the exposed wick.
Drop by drop, the wick gradually turns bright red, and then moves downwards.
Slowly, a layer of blood filled the belly of the lamp.
At this moment, he discovered that the Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique was actively operating.
The blood kept dripping, and the blood in the belly of the lamp continued to increase.
When the blood was just over a finger thick, there was a flash of light in front of my eyes, and the light disappeared.
Frowning, he felt as if there was something extra in his mind.
My mind sank, and I realized that it was the lamp floating in the sea of consciousness.
The light overflowed, and circles of halo spread out in all directions.
At this moment, Wang Xuan felt that his mind was as clear as ever.
He jumped up and came to the courtyard.
"A drop of water penetrates a stone."
The iron sword in his palm turned quickly, and he stepped forward with his right foot, stabbing out suddenly.
Feeling inspired, at this time, Wang Xuan began to practice the flowing water sword technique.
Every move and style are connected together like clouds and flowing water.
Practicing over and over again allowed his understanding to continue to deepen.
From the beginning, he was playing with the whole set of swordsmanship. Soon, as time went by, he often gained new insights, which made his swordsmanship no longer rigidly limited to the moves before and after, but to freely combine them according to the actual situation.
After an unknown amount of time, the sword in Wang Xuan's hand drew a circle above his head, and then made a diagonal stroke.
The floor paved with boulders in the courtyard exploded with a bang, and a deep trench extended to the side of the courtyard wall.
"Is it finally complete?"
At this point, Wang Xuan's flowing water swordsmanship took advantage of this opportunity and suddenly reached the perfect state.
There is a popular saying when it comes to practicing martial arts.
"Great achievements are easy to come by, but perfection is hard to find."
Flowing Water Sword Technique was created by predecessors based on their own experience, and the most suitable one is the founder himself.
If you want to practice this swordsmanship to perfection, in addition to being familiar with the swordsmanship itself, you must also find modifications that suit you.
Wang Xuan spent the next three days practicing silently.
Since he had perfected the Flowing Water Sword Technique, he wanted to strike while the iron was hot and tried to improve the Nian Hua Sword Technique.
Unfortunately, in the end, he was only able to cultivate it to the state of Dacheng, which was just a layer of window paper away from perfection.
It is this little difference that makes it difficult for him to get in.
On this day, Wang Xuan was practicing on the bed. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in!"
"Your Majesty, the princess has ordered that you need to go to the fighting battlefield to compete today."
The old man, also known as Uncle Zhong, stood outside the door and said directly without coming in.
"Okay, wait a moment."
In the past few days, Princess Danyang also showed up to see him, coming alone.
Perhaps it was because after the first day of fighting, she forgot to mention it and added one thing in particular.
That is to let him go to the battlefield and participate in several battles, so that she can obtain a batch of training resources by placing bets.
Looking outside the room, a trace of gloom flashed across Wang Xuan's face.
Speaking of this fighting battlefield, he had a bad guess in his mind.
When he arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Princess Danyang had the opportunity to take the initiative to detoxify him. After all, she already knew his identity.
Why did she wait until the next day, after she defeated the wild wolf and returned to the Prince's Mansion, to take out the antidote?
Does this mean that the other party is not sincere at all? If he didn't hope that he would win, I'm afraid he wouldn't have taken out the antidote.
With this loyal uncle here, he is now behind bars. Even if he wants to escape, he must look for opportunities.
When I walked out of the house, I found Princess Danyang and Uncle Zhong already waiting.
"Junior Brother Wang, I have to work hard for you again."
"Princess, there is no need to be polite, this is what Wang should do."
"Junior brother, you can call me Senior Sister Qiao. It's too strange to call me a princess."
As if she felt that Wang Xuan's attitude was a bit harsh, Princess Danyang looked a little apologetic and tried to close the distance between the two parties.
"The princess has a distinguished status, but Wang is just a martial artist, so I really don't dare to climb high. Also, the master has already expelled me from the school. I absolutely dare not accept the title of junior brother."
"It seems that junior brother still blames me in his heart. Anyway, according to what junior brother said, from now on I will call junior brother prince. I believe that in the near future, you and I will definitely call each other senior sister and junior brother."
After saying that, Princess Danyang seemed a little angry, and then walked forward first.
Uncle Zhong didn't say anything and followed closely behind.
Looking at the two silhouettes in front of him, Wang Xuan had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
What exactly is Princess Danyang thinking? I'm sure she will dig it out bit by bit.
You can judge others by yourself, how she thinks, and you can also see from the side what kind of person her former master was.
After all, being able to secretly place the handwriting on his body without telling him the destination of the transmission would make him think too much.
Shaking his head, his expression returned to calm, and then he slowly followed.
On the battlefield, there was a roar of people.
Countless roars came and went. On the martial arts stage, which should not be said to be a fighting stage, two people were engaged in a life-and-death fight.
Whichever side has the slightest advantage, many people will cheer for it.
In the VIP room, Princess Danyang pointed to one of the people below and said quietly.
"Young Master Wang, your opponent will be him next. After this game, he will have nineteen consecutive victories."