This sword canon should have been created by a mortal martial arts master named Peacock Daming King.
Back then, Xia Qingchen traveled around the world and saw him perform it, so he had some impressions.
The Pingyang swordsman, who was originally smiling angrily, couldn't help but let out a sigh and looked at Xia Qingchen with a little surprise: "You actually know that I practice the "Peacock Sword Code"?"
There are no more than five people in the entire Yun Gucheng who know the origin of his swordsmanship. How did Xia Qingchen know this?
Xia Qingchen walked over wordlessly, stretched out his hand, and said: "Give me the sword, and I will teach you what the real "Peacock Sword Code" is."
"You teach me?" Pingyang Swordsman was really angry.
He felt deeply insulted.
As the leading martial arts instructor in Yun Gucheng, how many famous geniuses have been produced under his sect?
He has always been the only one to guide others, and no one has ever dared to say that he is guiding him!
Today, a boy who is only seventeen years old dares to say such wild words. How can he not be annoyed?
"Kuchiki, you are really stubborn and hopeless!" Pingyang Swordsman flicked his fingers and inserted the seven-star purple sword into the ground, saying: "You want to teach me swordsmanship, right? Okay, as you wish! But
, if you can’t convince me, haha, you, my student, I won’t teach you anymore!”
Xia Qingchen was unmoved, stepped forward and pulled out the Seven-Star Purple Sword.
Pingyang Swordsman looked on with cold eyes and sneered in his heart, maybe Xia Qingchen couldn't even hold a sword.
However, what surprised the Pingyang swordsman was that Xia Qingchen not only grasped the hilt of the sword with a skillful posture, but also flipped the sword lightly and murmured: "I haven't used a sword for a long time, I feel a little rusty."
After Invincible, the Heavenly Punishment Sword was sheathed in ice and rarely used.
After getting a little familiar with the Seven-Star Purple Sword, Xia Qingchen glanced at Pingyang Swordsman and said: "Watch it, I will only use it once!"
As he spoke, his temperament changed suddenly.
Ping He's eyes instantly became sharp, shooting out piercing starlight.
The whole person is like an unsheathed divine sword, with all its edge!
"The first pose of the peacock spreads its tail!"
"The second style is shocking and invisible!"
"The third form of Hundred Birds Chaozong!"
Xia Qingchen was walking in a leisurely courtyard, his steps turning continuously, and the seven-star purple sword in his hand coordinated perfectly.
The moves are perfect and flawless.
A charm of returning to nature is revealed invisibly.
In the eyes of Pingyang Swordsman, Xia Qingchen is not performing sword skills, but a sword, explaining the true way in the sword.
That is what a swordsman who pursues throughout his life is the ultimate state of swordsmanship in which man and sword become one!
Only a master of swordsmanship who has perfected his swordsmanship can achieve this.
He couldn't believe that a seventeen-year-old boy had reached the supreme state of combining man and sword!
The wind blows and the clouds surge.
The shadow stops, the sword stops.
The sword's intention is continuous and immortal.
Sonorous
Xia Qingchen sheathed her sword and laughed at herself unsatisfied: "I'm really unfamiliar. I can't even use such a simple sword manual well."
In the eyes of Pingyang Swordsman, the harmony between man and nature, and the flawless and mysterious swordsmanship, are not satisfactory in Xia Qingchen's own eyes!
Xia Qingchen casually waved his hand and inserted the seven-star purple sword into the ground in front of him. He put his hands behind his hands and said: "Although it only shows 70% to 80% of the essence of the "Peacock Sword Code", it is much stronger than yours! You have practiced all these things.
What is it? The connection between the moves and the true meaning of the swordsmanship are all a mess!"
In the same "Peacock Sword Code", Pingyang Swordsman's swordsmanship is empty and pale, like a child's swordsmanship, which looks extremely clumsy.
But Xia Qingchen displayed the true meaning of swordsmanship, which was so mysterious and profound that people couldn't help themselves.
Pingyang Swordsman's lips trembled as he tried to argue.
However, there is no way to argue.
Xia Qingchen's swordsmanship was indeed superior to him by a huge margin.
"Your best swordsmanship is not even as good as mine. So, you still want to give me advice?" Xia Qingchen's starry eyes were cold and hesitant.
Pingyang Swordsman's heart was in turmoil. For the first time in his life, he met a young man who couldn't understand him.
"Swordsmanship is only one of my skills. I have other four skills! Watch out!" Perhaps he was eager to prove himself and maintain his dignity as a teacher.
He played fingering techniques that he was also very good at.
After looking at it, Xia Qingchen shook his head lightly: "Mediocre!"
"Watch it! This is fingering!"
He used the fingering techniques used by Pingyang Swordsman. After a set of ordinary fingering techniques, Xia Qingchen created the artistic conception of a supreme master!
Pingyang Swordsman's face turned red and he said: "I still have boxing skills!"
He performed it, but Xia Qingchen only saw half of it and stopped: "It's unsightly! You know nothing about the eight stars and four secrets of boxing!"
"Open your eyes and look carefully to see what real boxing is!"
Still using the same boxing skills, Xia Qingchen turned decay into magic, which is amazing!
Putting away his boxing skills, Xia Qingchen looked at Pingyang Swordsman coldly: "Do you still want to use the remaining two specialties?"
At this moment, Pingyang Swordsman's face turned green and red, and his chest rose and fell violently, showing his inner injustice.
Looking at the aggressive Xia Qingchen, Pingyang Swordsman raised his fingers tremblingly and pointed: "You, you..."
Xia Qingchen said coldly: "What are you? With your half-baked skillset, how dare you come out to teach others?"
Waving his hand, Xia Qingchen was like shooing away flies: "Get out of here right now, don't let others mislead others outside!"
The already extremely emotional Pingyang Swordsman was scolded mercilessly by Xia Qingchen.
He was extremely arrogant and so angry that he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood mist. He rolled his eyes on the spot and fell unconscious on the ground.
"So angry that you vomited blood and fainted?" Xia Qingchen said contemptuously.
Real masters are often very humble. How could they be so arrogant that they vomit blood and faint because they can't stand the stimulation?
Soon, Xia Yuan came over after hearing the bad news.
His face changed drastically when he saw this!
"Don't blame me, he was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted." Xia Qingchen shrugged helplessly.
Xia Yuan mistakenly thought that Xia Qingchen's talent was too poor, and Pingyang Swordsman was so angry that he couldn't help but feel worried.
"Now we are in trouble! Pingyang Swordsman is your cousin's mentor. He has always respected Pingyang Swordsman. If he knew that you were so angry, I'm afraid it would be difficult to let go." Xia Yuan was worried.
Xia Qilin, a genius, has always looked down on Xia Qingchen.
I never treated him as a relative.
If he knew that his respected mentor was made like this by Xia Qingchen, he would definitely feel resentful.
"Can he attack our mansion?" Xia Qingchen said nonchalantly.
Xia Yuan smiled bitterly: "Your grandfather Xia Cangliu's sixtieth birthday will be in two months. The event will be held at your second uncle's Beixia Mansion. If you don't go then, you will definitely be known as unfilial."
Xia Cangliu is the father of Xia Yuan and Xia Xun, and the grandfather of Xia Qingchen and Xia Qilin.
Because the second uncle's family has a big business, my grandfather has always lived in the second uncle's house.
He was very indifferent to his unpromising father and never came to visit them.
This time, his sixtieth birthday was held at his second uncle's house.
"When the soldiers come, we will block the water and cover up the soil. We will find a solution when the time comes." Xia Qingchen didn't care.
Would he be afraid of Xia Qilin?
Xia Yuan was worried and ordered someone to send the unconscious Pingyang swordsman back.
One day later, Xia Mansion in the north of the city.
Xia Qilin came back with an angry look.
Xia Xun walked anxiously back and forth in the courtyard. When he saw him coming back, he asked, "You visited Master Pingyang. How is he doing?"
Yesterday, when he learned that something happened to Master Pingyang, Xia Qilin immediately went to visit him and only returned now.
"Although my mentor woke up, he was paralyzed because of the angry blood attacking his heart. He could neither get out of bed, walk, nor talk." Xia Qilin was filled with hatred and smashed the little stone lion beside him with one palm: "That wild bastard Xia Qingchen,
You actually made your mentor so angry! I will destroy him!"
In his eyes, a close cousin is not as important as an outsider.
With that said, he turned around and headed to Nanxia Mansion to settle accounts with Xia Qingchen.
Xia Xun grabbed him and shouted: "You're confused! What's the point of knocking on the door? If you really do it, will your uncle stand by and watch?"
"What should we do?" Xia Qilin desperately wanted to vent his anger on his mentor.
Xia Xun thought about it and said: "Your grandpa's birthday will be in two months. If he doesn't come, forget about it. If he comes, there will be something you can do."
Hearing the news, Xia Qilin's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, I'll invite some friends to help out then to make him look good!"