Wen Qinghe's eyes turned red from the stimulation of Su Xin's words. He clenched his fists and wanted to say something, but in the end he could only become dejected.
Su Xin is right, he is indeed cowardly.
The Wen family is close to the Xunfeng Sword Sect, so people have been comparing him to Wu Qingyun since he was a child. However, he has always been unable to compare with the other person, even now.
Especially in today's battle, his confidence was basically shattered by Wu Qingyun's sword. As a result, he no longer dares to think about fighting Wu Qingyun, and can only come here to vent his anger.
Seeing his appearance, Su Xin smiled faintly: "Are you right? Do you admit your cowardice? If that's the case, don't hit the stone wall with your fists, just use your head instead."
Wen Qinghe glared at Su Xin, but then he said unwillingly: "I also want to defeat Wu Qingyun, but the internal strength of my Wen family is inferior to that of the Xunfeng Sword Sect. Among those of the same level, I am not afraid.
Martial arts can give you an advantage.
But as we get to the later stages, the gap between me and Wu Qingyun becomes bigger and bigger. When the difference between us is a small level, I can’t defeat him even if I practice the Great Silk Tangle Hand to perfection.”
Su Xin shook his head and said: "Who said that martial arts can't make up for the gap caused by realm? Are there many examples of people on the list of people who use their spiritual apertures to fight against the divine palace, or even use the sea of qi to fight against the divine palace?"
Wen Qinghe said dejectedly: "But where can I find such martial arts?"
Su Xin looked at him and said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Qinghe looked at Su Xin warily.
You must know that martial arts, like internal strength, are secrets that are not passed down to warriors. Even masters and disciples will keep them.
Now he actually met a Yuanshen realm warrior who casually taught him a powerful martial skill. No matter how innocent Wen Qinghe was, he was still a little suspicious in his heart, fearing that the other party had some evil intentions.
Su Xin shook his head and said: "Don't be so nervous. I just saw that you are very similar to me when I was young, so I am ready to help you. Moreover, I will only teach you two martial arts skills, and I will not let you become a disciple, let alone
If I go back to the Wen family with you, you don't have to worry about what plans I will have against your Wen family."
Upon hearing what Su Xin said, Wen Qinghe smiled sheepishly.
After all, becoming a master is not a trivial matter. Once you are a master, you will be a father forever. There are many implications, and you will be plotted if you are not careful.
"Senior, were you bullied like me when you were young?" Wen Qinghe asked curiously.
Su Xin showed a strange look on his face, then nodded seriously and said: "About that, I was born into a branch of a wealthy family when I was young, but because my parents died young, I was not even qualified to learn martial arts, so I was bullied.
Finally, thanks to a stranger who taught me martial arts, I was able to soar to the sky and reach my current state of cultivation.
Now that I have left that aristocratic family, I just saved you once in the ring because I saw that Wu Qingyun was too ruthless."
Wen Qinghe nodded confusedly. It seemed that this senior was even worse off than himself when he was young. At least his family members were very kind to him now.
Su Xin coughed and said, "The two martial arts skills I plan to teach you are also related to your current situation.
Let me ask you, Wu Qingyun humiliated you in public and took away the woman you loved most. Do you hate him and want to kill him?"
Wen Qinghe said with red eyes: "Of course I do!"
"Very good. If you have hatred in your heart, you must use the power of hatred into your own strength. Use the hatred and hatred in your heart to defeat Wu Qingyun."
Su Xin explained to Wen Qinghe, looking enigmatic.
Wen Qinghe said in surprise: "How can hatred turn into one's own strength? Even if I hate Wu Qingyun in my heart and practice desperately, I still can't break through to the spiritual orifice realm and defeat him successfully."
Su Xin smiled and said: "Now feel my own power, and I will show you how powerful the power of hatred is."
Su Xin's aura changed. It turned out that he suppressed his own aura to zero so that others could not perceive his true identity. But now Su Xin controlled his own strength at the early stage of the spiritual aperture realm and had just opened his eyes.
The orifice looks the same as Wen Qinghe.
"Look, this is the power of hatred!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xin punched the stone wall.
Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate is overwhelming!
I hate that the sky is unfair and that the world has no eyes!
Hate Jiquan!
Under the Henji Fist, Su Xin blasted out a huge hole over ten feet wide and five feet deep on the huge mountain wall that was more than ten feet high. Wide cracks instantly covered the entire mountain wall.
, causing the earth to shake twice, as if the ground was cracking.
Wen Qinghe stared at all this in stunned silence. Is this really the destructive power that the strength of the innate spiritual aperture realm can cause?
But it wasn't over yet, Su Xin turned around and struck out with a palm, the power of the palm surged, the palm of hatred! The hatred is as deep as the sea!
"boom!"
There was a violent explosion, large pieces of gravel fell, and half of the entire mountain wall collapsed under Su Xin's Hateful Fist and Hateful Palm!
Su Xin pulled Wen Qinghe back to avoid being hit by the gravel.
Looking at Wen Qinghe, who was still stunned, Su Xin asked with a smile: "Do you still think that hatred is not powerful?"
Wen Qinghe was completely shocked. He never imagined that punches and palms wielded with the power of hatred could exert such great power.
If he could use the Hateful Fist and Hateful Palm in the ring, then Wu Qingyun wouldn't be able to block even one of his punches!
After the shock, Wen Qinghe showed a look of ecstasy. He pulled Su Xin's sleeve and asked, "Senior, are you planning to give these two moves to me?"
Su Xin nodded, with an unpredictable smile on his face, and said: "Yes, these are the two martial arts skills I am going to give you. They can release the power of hatred in your heart to the maximum. Likewise, these two moves I will
And only spread it to those who have hatred in their hearts."
So, Wen Qinghe spent the entire afternoon learning the two moves of Hateful Fist and Qiuji Palm from Su Xin.
When the sun went down, Su Xin said: "Okay, you can go back. You can continue to come here to study with me at noon tomorrow."
Wen Qinghe hesitated and said: "Senior, can you tell your father that I am learning these two martial arts skills from you?"
Su Xin did not answer, but asked instead: "Are you going to seek revenge on Wu Qingyun immediately after completing your studies?"
Wen Qinghe said: "Of course I do!"
Su Xin said: "Then do you think if you tell your father all this, he will allow you to attack Wu Qingyun without permission?"
Wen Qinghe thought for a while and suddenly became a little frustrated.
His father usually doted on him, but this doting had limits. He would not let Wen Qinghe mess around and affect the interests of the Wen family.
The Wen family and the Xunfeng Sword Sect originally only had some minor friction. If Wen Qinghe took action, whether Wen Qinghe was injured or Wu Qingyun was injured, the two forces would have to fight again, and the gain would not be worth the loss.
The most important thing is that it's okay if the Wen family is strong. Anyway, they are not the ones who suffer in the fight.
But the problem is that the Wen family is currently weak, and the Xunfeng Sword Sect is much stronger than the Wen family.
This is also the reason why Wu Qingyun dared to be cruel to Wen Qinghe, because even if they fight, their Xunfeng Sword Sect is not afraid.
Thinking of this, Wen Qinghe decided not to tell his father about this matter.
Before leaving, Wen Qinghe seemed to have remembered something and asked Su Xin: "By the way, senior, I haven't asked your name yet."
Su Xin shook his head and said: "Names are all foreign things. We are destined to get together. I will leave after giving you these two moves. Why bother with a title? You can just call me senior."
Wen Qinghe was immediately in awe. He had previously suspected that this senior had evil intentions towards him, but now he felt a little embarrassed thinking about it.
After saying goodbye to Su Xin, Wen Qinghe left directly. Su Xin also turned around and left, with an unknown smile on his face.
After Wen Qinghe returned to the Wen family, the head of the Wen family, Wen Mingyu, rushed over immediately after hearing the news.
He had heard the news before that Wen Qinghe left alone after the competition, and he was a little worried.
However, this is Jiangnan Prefecture, the hinterland of the Central Plains, and Wen Qinghe also has the cultivation level of the Spiritual Aperture Realm, so he did not send anyone to find him. He only hoped that Wen Qinghe would take a walk to vent his feelings and feel better.
Wen Qinghe's mother died young, but Wen Mingyu never married, which can be said to be the most affectionate thing.
And for his son, Wen Mingyu tried his best to cultivate him, but unfortunately Wen Qinghe's palace was still too shallow, so when he was ridiculed by Wu Qingyun, he was stimulated and lost his mind.
After Wen Mingyu saw that Wen Qinghe was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him: "Qinghe, don't worry, if you lose the spiritual eye, you lose. When we didn't have the spiritual eye before, didn't our Wen family practice the same way?
As for women, you don’t have to worry about it. I have specially found a few good women for you, including the daughter of the owner of Tianfeng Valley. She is eighteen years old and has a beautiful appearance. She is definitely better than the low-ranking ones from the Chen family.
The daughter of the family is much better."
Wen Qinghe's expression suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly: "No, the only one I like in my life is Chen Qing'er. Father, you don't have to worry about this matter. Sooner or later, I will use my own strength to take Qing'er back!"
After saying that, Wen Qinghe closed the door and returned to his house.
Seeing Wen Qinghe's attitude, Wen Mingyu patted his head with a headache.
He protected his son too well, resulting in a serious mismatch between Wen Qinghe's character and his strength, and he would definitely suffer in the future.
Moreover, Wen Qinghe's infatuated temperament was inherited from him, and now it has become a problem.
It would be easier if it were another woman, but now the daughter of the Chen family has been given a betrothal gift by the Xunfeng Sword Sect. Even if he wants to come forward to make peace, the Xunfeng Sword Sect will not agree. This is not just for a woman.
The reason is also related to the reputation of the Xunfeng Sword Sect.
Wen Mingyu sighed, turned around and left, taking one step at a time. (To be continued.),, ( )