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Chapter 5 Longyang Grass

"Sect Master, Zun'er, when is this..." The three elders all fixed their gazes on Yuan Changtian's equally shocked face, and asked with troubling thoughts.

Yuan Changtian stared blankly and shook his head, saying that he did not know that Yuan Zun had hidden such high attainments in swordsmanship. After all, no one had ever taught him, and Yuan Zun had never shown it in front of others.

Being able to force Wan Haoxing to retreat steadily without even the slightest room to fight back shows how far Yuan Zun's understanding of the sword has reached!

Seeing this scene happening, Shen Feixue, who was still looking lazy, suddenly had a flash of panic on his face, and his hands holding the tea cup started to tremble a little.

Yuan Zun, whom she had just underestimated in her heart, actually displayed such a dazzling sword style!

She has personally learned Wan Haoxing's swordsmanship, and it can be said that there are no flaws! Without using the energy of the stars in her body, she will never be able to compete head-to-head with Wan Haoxing!

However, such a master of swordsmanship who could not even defeat her was defeated by Yuan Zun, a waste who was born with no pulse and was not favored by anyone.

According to this, Yuan Zun's sword intention has completely surpassed his own.

Feeling a little hot on her face, Shen Feixue reached out and lightly covered her cheek in an attempt to calm herself down.

"This is impossible! How is this possible! My swordsmanship was taught by my grandfather himself, and I have practiced hard for at least ten years! How could it be given to me by a useless person..."

Wan Haoxing raised his arm in disbelief, and the long sword in his hand had been broken at the waist. The entire section was very flat, indicating that it was the result of a moment of force, not that it had been used for a long time, so it became brittle.

Listening to the whispers coming from all directions, Wan Haoxing's expression suddenly changed, he turned the energy of the stars in his body, and rushed directly towards Yuan Fei with the broken sword in his hand.

The eighth-grade Tongxing Realm Dzogchen martial arts attainment can shock the current Yuan Zun to death even with his momentum alone, not to mention that he poured all his energy into the Bingduan Sword!

"boom"

Faced with Wan Haoxing's desperate attack, Yuan Fei naturally had no ability to dodge. However, when the broken sword was about to touch him, the Great Elder suddenly appeared, taking the sword energy with Wan Haoxing. Kicked away.

"You bastard! I told you to stop at the point! Since you have already lost in the swordsmanship competition, do you still want to lose your face as well!"

Awakened by the great elder's words, Wan Haoxing hurriedly climbed up from the stage, half-kneeling and said, "My grandson doesn't dare! I was reckless just now."

Jianbi dispersed in the uproar, and when he saw Yuan Changtian and Yuan Zun leaving together, Wan Haoxing suddenly flashed a murderous intent in his eyes, which was so cold that it was suffocating.

"He was able to comprehend such a high level of sword intent at such a young age. Don't you think there's something fishy about it? In other words, Yuan Zun is just pretending to be useless and successfully deceived you all."

Shen Feixue's eyebrows furrowed, she first glanced at Yuan Zun who was leaving, and then said calmly.

"Although I don't know when he started studying swordsmanship, it is absolutely true that Yuan Zun was born with no pulse!"

Pursing his increasingly dry lips, Wan Haoxing snorted coldly: "He can't refine the energy of the stars at all. If there were no restrictions in today's sword fight, I could crush him to death with just two fingers!"

"In the end, you lost." Shen Feixue turned around and her tone was even more indifferent than before. Maybe Wan Haoxing was not as talented as she thought, and Yuan Zun was not as useless as everyone said.

There must be some unknown secrets hidden in him!

A gust of fragrant wind blew by, and Wan Haoxing looked at the beautiful figure in front of him, feeling frustrated and excited in his heart.

"Miss Feixue, wait a minute! If you are willing to act out a play with me, I can show you the secret sword formation of the Underworld Sword Sect!"

Shen Fei Only then."

"However, for a sect that uses swords, this kind of sword formation cultivation method that can have an amplifying effect is an internal secret of the sect. How can you just see it if you want?"

Wen Chen Feixue seemed to be very interested in the sword formation, while Wan Haoxing's eyes showed a glint and said: "In seven days, it will be the birthday of Huang Tianji, the monarch of the Tatmadaw Empire, and all the famous people will be invited to participate."

"The sect master and the three elders are still no exceptions. At that time, I will have a way for you to observe the sword formation of the Underworld Sword Sect!"

Although Shen Feixue could guess some of Wan Haoxing's thoughts, she still quietly shrank her eyes after hearing what he said personally. After a long time, she nodded nervously.

After returning to the room, Yuan Zun found a seat and sat down at random, and Yuan Changtian also walked in.

"Zun'er, how come you have such high attainments in swordsmanship? I have been by your side for more than ten years, but I have never heard you say that you like practicing swordsmanship."

Yuan Changtian's old face became a little anxious. What Yuan Zun showed today made it hard for him to believe his eyes.

You must know that Wan Haoxing's swordsmanship is deeply inherited from the great elder, and his moves are versatile. Looking at the entire Underworld Sword Sect disciples, there are probably no more than three people who can win with their sword intent and moves!

"Only when a sharp sword is unsheathed can others avoid its sharp edge. Grandpa, how could I reveal my secret sword practice without complete preparations?"

Yuan Changtian's thin body was shocked and fell into silence.

Yuan Zun's words are quite reasonable. He was born with no pulse and was said to be a waste. If he hadn't easily defeated Wan Haoxing in front of everyone today, perhaps others would also do the same when they heard the news that he practiced swordplay in secret. Being treated as a laughing stock.

Of course, Yuan Zun just lied to Yuan Changtian, but this reason is convincing enough.

Although Yuan Changtian still had a dubious attitude, he somehow accepted the reality that Yuan Zun defeated Wan Haoxing with his sword skills. Apart from being excited, it also ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Zun'er, these are two Longyang grasses. Boil them and take them before going to bed."

With a smile, Yuan Changtian took out two palm-sized herbs and handed them to Yuan Zun without feeling any distress. After patting his shoulders, Yuan Changtian turned and left.

Holding Longyang Grass in his hand, Yuan Zun suddenly felt that his whole body was smooth and energetic.

"Longyang grass is also an extremely rare medicinal material. An ordinary Tongxing realm warrior can successfully break through the first level of cultivation by taking it. Even a ninth-level Dzogchen warrior who takes it will be able to enter the Tongyue realm 100%! "

Yuan Zun clicked his tongue and carefully placed one of the plants, as if he had encountered a rare treasure.

In terms of his martial arts cultivation during his lifetime, he certainly would not take the mere Dragon Sun Grass in his eyes. However, for his current predicament of having nothing to ask for, the Dragon Sun Grass can be said to be a very precious thing.

Got it!

"Take it tonight, just in time to try to hit the first-grade Tongxing realm!"

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