Chapter 559 The Sword Competition Four Years Later
Shen Feixue of the Snow Sword Sect was actually sitting on the roof of the Underworld Sword Sect completely naked. Not only was she stared at by all the disciples of the Underworld Sword Sect, but she did not move at all and regarded others as nothing!
Shen Feixue has simply lost all women’s face!
A woman like this who doesn't know how to abide by the law is simply a disgrace to the Tatmadaw Empire!
Yuan Zun chuckled lightly, and She Yin also walked in from another room. He saw Shen Feixue sitting cross-legged on the roof. She didn't show anything, she just said something inexplicable.
"You are so brave that you even teased her like this. Aren't you afraid that after your identity is exposed, that bull-nosed man will never stop fighting with you?"
Pouting his lips, Yuan Zun snorted like a child and said: "If I do this, it will be an advantage for her! If you want to do it, why not give it a try?"
It was rare for Yuan Zun to think of going with She Yin, but she was quite appreciative of it. She smiled happily and seemed to have slightly changed from her previous cold demeanor.
Seeing that She Yin didn't want to stay in his room too much and rushed out the door, Yuan Zun curled his lips and immediately sat cross-legged on the bed.
He took out the scroll of Eight Flashes and observed it carefully.
Unparalleled level of martial arts is naturally not that easy to practice, so Yuan Zun must spend more time.
For several days in the Underworld Sword Sect, apart from communicating with Lao Niu'er and She Yin, Yuan Zun never left this room.
Yuan Changtian and the three elders of the Underworld Sword Sect have also been here once, but they are not familiar with the current "Long Tian" at all, so they only spoke polite words.
Yuan Zun was not in a hurry to reveal his identity to Yuan Changtian, just because he knew that everyone in the Underworld Sword Sect now regarded Wan Haoxing as their hope.
If he doesn't find a suitable time to take revenge, just by confessing his identity like this, it will be difficult to pose any threat to Wan Haoxing.
Moreover, due to Wan Haoxing's status in the Underworld Sword Sect, Wan Canggu was also involved, so Yuan Zun naturally had to find a more appropriate time.
It wasn't until Shen Feixue's hair turned from black to white that she jumped down from the roof and put her long skirt directly on her body.
Feeling the inexhaustible vitality in her body, Shen Feixue was very happy. Even Lao Niuer couldn't help but clicked his tongue, feeling a sense of pleasure and relief in his heart.
Sure enough, he was right. Yuan Zun's method could indeed save Shen Feixue!
In the past few days, although Shen Feixue had been exposed to this roof and humiliated, she had regained her life because of it.
Shen Feixue and Lao Niu'er naturally couldn't say anything bad about Yuan Zun, and they regarded him as the person they trusted the most.
"Brother Long Tian, thank you for everything you have done for Feixue. If it is useful to Feixue, I will do my best no matter what."
Shen Feixue bowed to Yuan Zun and liked the man who saved her life very much.
"Hey, I've almost recovered. Although I still can't use the methods I used at my peak, I can still exert 70% to 80% of my original strength!"
Yuan Zun was still a little surprised by Lao Niu'er's recovery. He didn't expect that he would recover so quickly.
Hearing the hearty laughter coming from outside, Yuan Zun and the other three glanced at Zhou Chen.
He entered the room in two or three steps, first bowed his hands to Yuan Zun, and then said politely to Yuan Zun and Shen Feixue: "The inner disciples of the Underworld Sword Sect are holding a sword competition. If you are interested, you might as well go and have a look!”
"I'm afraid Wan Haoxing brought this up again, right? Every time he learns a new sword style, he wants to show his face in front of the disciples in the sect, so as to consolidate his position in the Underworld Sword Sect."
"Gnaw."
Yuan Zun murmured in his heart and couldn't help but shook his head. In his opinion, Wan Haoxing's behavior was just like a clown. Because he was afraid that others would forget him, he could only use this method to emphasize. own identity.
However, since Zhou Chen came to invite them, of course Yuan Zun wanted to go take a look.
Wan Haoxing has been in seclusion for three years, plus one year of training, and his kendo attainments must have improved.
It's just that Yuan Zun doesn't know to what extent he has improved. However, in swordsmanship, the most taboo thing is to be impatient. If you can't understand the sword's intention, no matter how long you practice, it will be of no use.
In other words, practicing swordsmanship depends on your talent!
"Wan Haoxing's swordsmanship is indeed remarkable, and the past four years have been enough for him to realize the sword intention to a new level, right?"
Shen Feixue concentrated briefly, raised her head, and asked Yuan Zun: "Brother Longtian, why don't you go over and take a look?"
Yuan Zun nodded, naturally he would not miss this opportunity.
Zhou Chen saw that neither of them had any objections, so he squinted his eyes and smiled a few times, made a gesture of invitation, and walked towards the sword training platform of the Underworld Sword Sect.
As early as a few days ago, She Yin returned to Yuan Zun's small world of Qiankun.
Because she had an agreement with Yuan Zun, she could not just go out and kill people just because she was bored. She Yin felt a little bored and had to return to the small world of Qiankun.
On the sword training platform of the Underworld Sword Sect, a figure stood upright. His broad shoulders, proud bridge of nose, and eyebrows like two sharp swords all gave him an extraordinary aura.
Although his face had changed slightly, it was difficult to conceal the familiar feeling. When Yuan Zun saw him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
And, standing on the sword training platform at the same time as Wan Haoxing, were seven or eight inner sect disciples. Although they did not use the energy of the stars in their bodies, they were already far behind in the competition between sword intent and sword moves. Falling behind Wan Haoxing.
Seven or eight people, wielding long swords, were unable to get close to Wan Haoxing. After he stabbed a few times with his long sword, the long swords in several people's hands snapped. The remaining strength was It acted on their tiger's mouth and directly cracked it open.
After that, a few people had no choice but to retreat, and a dozen others rushed up to the sword training platform in turn.
Wan Haoxing held the sword in one hand and clasped the other on his back. His eyes were full of arrogance, and he didn't take anyone else seriously at all.
Several sword flowers were spun out, and the dozen or so people were completely confused. Wan Haoxing obviously used some strength with his last sword, sending them flying, and they flew out of the sword training platform one after another.
"good!"
The three elders, Yuan Changtian and Wan Canggu, who were standing under the sword training platform, all shouted out a few words in succession. They seemed very satisfied with Wan Haoxing's first competition after coming out of seclusion!