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Chapter Sixteen: Pupils

Just like that, when the old Taoist priest heard the news that Wu Zhen had won again, he still didn't express anything. He still said "oh" without saltiness, and that was it. Fortunately, Wu Zhen didn't become complacent because of this, and just said

His performance was still not good enough and he failed to get praise from the old Taoist priest. Linghu Heng had already expected it, and he didn't have much hope for the old Taoist priest's answer. If the old Taoist priest kept praising Wu Zhen, Linghu Heng would

On the contrary, you will wonder if the old Taoist priest has changed his temper.

Coming with high interest and leaving with low interest, this is probably the special teaching given by the old Taoist priest to his disciples, perhaps to let them not be complacent just because they only win one game. The role of Linghu Heng is not yet known, but for

Wu Zhen's role was undoubtedly very effective, after all, he only followed the words of the old Taoist priest.

The two of them were somewhat depressed. After leaving the room where the old Taoist priest rested, Linghu Heng said: "What? What's the matter? Even the master doesn't encourage the apprentice!" Wu Zhen scratched his head and said:

"Perhaps Master thinks that my performance is not good enough, well, that must be the case." Linghu Heng rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, but said nothing. Next, Wu Zhen has no more competitions, so he can have a good time

Let's take a rest and wait until tomorrow to fight again. And Linghu Heng has an unpredictable temperament. He rarely leaves the green bamboo forest, so naturally he has to wander around. He stayed in the green bamboo forest for four years. If he didn't practice every day, I'm afraid he would

It was Linghu Heng who was about to go crazy.

Linghu Heng continued walking towards the competition venue. He wanted to see what other powerful sword techniques the Ancient Sword Sect, known as the most famous sword sect among the Six Holy Lands, had besides the Thirteen Ancient Sword Styles.

After all, he has already mastered the thirteen ancient sword moves so well that he can execute them accurately even in his sleep. This entry-level swordsmanship has no mystery to Linghu Heng, who is thirsty for knowledge. So Linghu

Heng wants to see other sword techniques. After all, sword techniques are one thing that means they are universal. You can use sword moves even if you don’t have sword techniques. In this way, the power of sword techniques may be compromised, but it can

It often has a surprising effect and catches the opponent by surprise.

Soon, Linghu Heng arrived at the competition venue. A fierce battle was taking place in the nearest competition venue. Linghu Heng's eyesight was very good, and he could see clearly without going too close. It was obvious that there were two people in the competition venue.

Disciples who had been in the profession for a long time were competing. Various sword techniques were emerging one after another. Everyone around them cheered loudly. Linghu Heng also watched carefully. If he hadn't taken care of the other people around him, he might have imitated it on the spot.

Get up. Others are just looking at the sword and forgetting it after reading it. Linghu Heng is different. His abnormal memory can learn a lot of useful things even in just a short moment. The teaching method of the old Taoist priest is different from

For ordinary people, what others teach is swordsmanship, experience in facing enemies, and the change of moves needs to be understood by the disciples themselves; what the old Taoist priests teach is not just swordsmanship, but how to defeat the enemy with swordsmanship, how to seize the opportunity, and how to occupy the situation.

In this way, the disciples are prevented from following the rules and not knowing how to adapt, just like Zhao Xuanqi, who was restrained by Wu Zhen from the beginning to the end and could not reverse the situation no matter what. This is a problem of the teaching method of each master.

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However, Linghu Heng also discovered that the two people in the venue seemed to be fighting with each other, and it was very lively. However, in Linghu Heng's opinion, there were still many flaws. The man who was wearing a dark robe just now

If the sword had struck an inch or two further, the man in the white ancient sword sect costume might not have had such a calm chance to counterattack; and the man in the white costume would have counterattacked with a slightly more tricky angle, directly from the left.

Right, I'm afraid that the man in the dark robe didn't even have a chance to return his sword to save himself... There were so many great opportunities, but they were all deliberately wasted by the two of them. Linghu Heng felt a pity. However, soon,

, the winner was decided on the field. The man in dark Taoist robes defeated the man in white clothes because of his profound cultivation. Although everyone around him clapped his hands and applauded, Linghu Heng felt puzzled: "Why do they at least

I have been practicing for more than ten years, but I have only cultivated to this point?" Linghu Heng was already doubting that if he went up, he could easily win, right? Obviously, Linghu Heng overestimated himself. If someone knew how to control a sword, he would probably win.

No matter how powerful Linghu Heng's sword moves are, they are only meant to be abused.

Full of doubts, Linghu Heng lost interest in reading any more and went back to find the old Taoist priest. After all, it was getting late and it was almost dusk. He couldn't spend the night in Kejiju, right? Although Kejiju

The square is very big, but we can't allow everyone to spread out on the floor and sleep under the stars and the moon. Therefore, everyone should go back to their homes and fight again tomorrow!

After finding the old Taoist priest, Wu Zhen had been waiting for a long time and had nothing to say. It was still the old Taoist priest who took Linghu Heng and Wu Zhen wielded the sword by himself, back to Qingzhu Forest. After Wu Zhen's actual combat, his sword-wielding skills improved.

A lot, and the speed was much faster, and they returned to the Green Bamboo Forest in just a moment. After dinner, Linghu Heng went to practice on his own, and Wu Zhen also returned after practicing sword control in the yard for a while.

I went to my room to meditate to restore my spiritual energy.

A night of silence.

The next morning, after a night of training, Linghu Heng was still in high spirits even though he had not slept. After breakfast, the master and the apprentice once again flew to Kejiju with their swords. Wu Zhen also had a competition this morning.

The opponent was just a disciple who was in the early stage of forming pills and had been practicing for a long time but couldn't figure it out. If his real fighting power was, I'm afraid he was still far behind Linghu Heng. Naturally, Wu Zhen won this battle without ceremony, and he was

He won the victory with overwhelming force. This is Wu Zhen's character. No matter how weak his opponent is, he will not despise him and will still go all out. Because the victory came so quickly, even Wu Zhen was a little incredible, so naturally he didn't

I had the urge to report to the Taoist Taoist as soon as I won. Linghu Heng was also very uninterested and couldn't muster any energy. Seeing that it was almost noon, Linghu Heng's mind became more active. He still had an appointment.

Dou! He found Wu Zhen, lied that he was going to the toilet, and walked towards the small garden.

Linghu Heng carried the "Bi Yue" sword and came to the small garden. As expected, the Zhao brothers were already waiting for him. Linghu Heng saw Zhao Xuanyin whose face was bruised and purple, and teased: "Why, you hit the little one?"

Yes, a big one came out?"

Zhao Xuanyin's face darkened when she heard this, and she said to Zhao Xuanqi beside him: "Brother, that's him, he's also a disciple of Qingzhu Forest!"

When Zhao Xuanqi heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he asked Linghu Heng coldly: "Who are you, Wu Zhen from Qingzhu Forest?"

Linghu Heng laughed loudly and said: "Zhao Xuanqi, you can't even beat my senior brother. It seems that your brothers will be suppressed by my Qingzhulin disciples all their lives!"

Obviously, Linghu Heng's words deeply touched the pain point in Zhao Xuanqi's heart. Zhao Xuanqi regarded that competition as a great shame and humiliation. He didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter, and he would inexplicably collapse before even using one-tenth of his cultivation level.

After losing, he was defeated by an unknown boy. This bad breath could not come out, and Zhao Xuanqi was too embarrassed to see anyone. His face turned even darker immediately, and he squeezed out every word through his teeth: "Boy, it seems

If I don’t beat you to pieces, my surname will not be Zhao!”

At this moment, Zhao Xuanqi almost lost his mind. He was so angry that he no longer cared about the rules of the sword association. He immediately drew his sword and stabbed Linghu Heng quickly. Even though Linghu Heng was sarcastic, he was always on guard in his heart.

As soon as he saw Zhao Xuanqi making a move, he immediately reacted. The "Bi Yue" sword came out of its sheath very quickly, held it horizontally in Linghu Heng's hand, and faced Zhao Xuanqi mercilessly.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..." The crisp sound of the two swords colliding was very fast, one after another, almost without interruption. This shows how fast the two people attack! At this time, Zhao Xuanqi

The talents he has learned can be fully displayed. It seems that he learned the lesson after suffering a loss. He will not spare others when he has the advantage and keeps attacking. If the opponent at this time is Wu Zhen, I am afraid he will choose to suppress himself and follow others, and use his sword to move.

He turned to the defensive and found an opening in the defense to counterattack. But Linghu Heng was also a stronger guy, and regardless of the fact that his cultivation level was more than a star and a half weaker than Zhao Xuanqi, he actually attacked Zhao Xuanqi! However, this method was also very effective, Zhao Xuanqi

Many clever moves were forced to change midway due to Linghu Heng's attack. Even though his mind was very stable, he was still a little angry and his chest was heaving. He felt as if he was eating dead flies.

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The two of them fought more than a hundred moves with each other's scruples. Linghu Heng's thirteen moves of the ancient sword were used again and again. However, Zhao Xuanqi couldn't get any advantage in his sword skills. The more they fought, the more depressed he became. Zhao Xuanqi thought in his heart: "This is

This guy is so powerful. He actually used basic sword skills to fight against me. I can't even do anything about basic sword skills. If word of this spreads, where will I show my face!" Thinking of this, he became bold and started to attack violently.

, Linghu Heng was forced back several steps due to the gap in cultivation. When Hengjian stopped, Zhao Xuanqi had already squeezed the sword technique with both hands and said with an evil smile: "Boy, you forced me to do this.

Look at my Changhong Sword Control Technique and accept your fate!"

Linghu Heng's eyes flashed and he shouted in a low voice: "What a great swordsmanship, come on!"

Zhao Xuanqi was naturally not polite. With a movement of his hands, his sword flew out and attacked Linghu Heng! Linghu Heng knew that his speed was far inferior to that of sword control, so it was absolutely impossible to turn around and run away.

The rest of the way is a hard fight! Linghu Heng held the "Bi Yue" fairy sword tightly, looked at the traces of the flying fairy sword, charged up a blow, and slashed hard on the fairy sword. But that sword

The speed of the fairy sword only stagnated and was not knocked away. Linghu Heng knew that this was because the realms of the two parties were too different, so his attack did not have much effect. However, Linghu Heng was not a fool. Just for a moment,

Linghu Heng had already gotten a little closer to Zhao Xuanqi. Zhao Xuanqi also discovered Linghu Heng's intention and said with an evil smile: "Boy, do you want to attack me? You have found the wrong person. Look at me, go with the fairy sword!"

The fairy sword actually rushed toward Linghu Heng's back faster than Linghu Heng, with an momentum that no one could resist. Linghu Heng had to charge up his strength again, and waited for the right time to make the fairy sword stop slightly again.

After doing this three or four times, Zhao Xuanqi got tired. He turned his sword skills, took back the fairy sword, and said coldly: "The game is over!" After saying that, the fairy sword suspended in the air actually transformed into three identical fairy swords.

Zhao Xuanqi sneered and said: "Let's see what you do this time! Go!" Three fairy swords flew out quickly. Linghu Heng's eyes widened and he stared at these three swords. When there was no time to fire, he could barely avoid one.

After a series of attacks, the good times did not last long. In just a blink of an eye, Linghu Heng’s body had been stabbed all over by the Yihuan Yizhen Fairy Sword. However, Linghu Heng’s expression was stern and he gritted his teeth and persisted. The only thing in his heart was the feeling of helplessness.

Losing belief!

Zhao Xuanqi was also fed up with such results, and activated his sword skills faster and faster, shouting: "I'm going to die!" After saying that, the three swords locked their targets and attacked Linghu Heng together!

At this critical moment of life and death, Linghu Heng's heart was extremely calm. His eyes were fixed on the flying fairy sword that was difficult for others to see even its shadow, without saying a word. Suddenly, Linghu Heng's head went blank.

, as if falling into an abyss, unable to find an exit. In Zhao Xuanqi's view, Linghu Heng's eyes flashed with a green light in just a short moment, directly attacking the body of the fairy sword! The speed of the green light was too fast

Faster than any fairy sword, it hit the fairy sword in just an instant, causing a strong explosion and a powerful shock wave!

Zhao Xuanqi shouted: "No!" Before he had time to react, his fairy sword that was hit by the green light had already flown back. It was actually faster than when he used the sword control technique! It only hit him in an instant.

Fortunately, the fairy sword had been almost destroyed by the green light and had been bent into a curved ruler. The sword body also became tattered in the explosion, otherwise Zhao Xuanqi would have died or been maimed!

The explosion was so strong that the shock wave threw Linghu Heng's body ten feet away. At this moment, Linghu Heng had already passed out. Even Zhao Xuanyin, who was standing not far away, could not escape. He was hit by the shock wave and thrown to the wall.

.And Zhao Xuanqi, who was hit by the fairy sword, was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The explosion was so powerful that even the elders of Keji Curie were alarmed. They came to the small garden to find out what was going on in just a short moment. But at this time, the small garden had been severely damaged by Linghu Heng's pupil technique.

As soon as you see it, branches, leaves and petals are flying all over the sky, which is too horrible to see.

The master of Kejiju, the law enforcement elder Fan Ziqian looked at all this with a livid face. He came to Zhao Xuanyin who was vomiting blood by the wall and asked coldly: "What's going on?" After Zhao Xuanyin adjusted his inner breath, he felt heart palpitations.

Unexpectedly, when I saw my master and thought of his iron-blooded methods, I immediately did not dare to hide anything and told the truth one by one.

The Taoist Taoist of Silence also arrived at the small garden. Without saying a word, he immediately helped Linghu Heng up. A mellow spiritual power was injected into Linghu Heng's body, but he found that all the spiritual power in his body was gone. Fortunately, his Dantian and heart vessels were all gone.

It's okay, it can be said to be the greatest blessing among misfortunes.

After listening to Zhao Xuanyin's confession, Fan Ziqian looked at Taoist Taoist Silent and said, "Brother, what do you think you should do?"

The Taoist Taoist of Silence said: "He violated the sect's rules, so he should be dealt with how he should be dealt with!"

Fan Ziqian took a deep look at Taoist Taoist Silence, said nothing, picked up Zhao Xuanqi who was lying on the ground, and walked to Kejiju... (To be continued)

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