"I'm not talented, but I want to reach the sky? Hmm... Isn't this kind of rhetoric a little bit too arrogant, a little bit too fart? Or to put it more popularly, let's say, Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't deceive others.
Bullying young people into poverty?" Shen Lang was still immersed in his distant illusion.
Yes, for Shen Lang at this time, it was just a somewhat distant illusion.
As Yu Wushuang said before, there are only ten places in Qingyun to participate in the three sect trials. The true disciples of Qingyun Seven Peaks occupy seven of them, and the only three places must be competed for in Qingyun Martial Arts.
It can be expected that there are many true disciple candidates among those participating in the martial arts competition. Beings like Yang Ye, who is at the eighth level of the True Spirit, are only of average strength in the martial arts competition.
With Shen Lang's current strength, it would be difficult to defeat Yang Ye, let alone those stronger opponents and Yu Wushuang in the finals.
As for Xuelinglan...
When he went to Lingyin Town last time, Shen Lang vaguely learned that Xue Linglan had broken through several realms in this month, at least reaching the eighth level of true spirit. Her cultivation speed was even more terrifying than him.
There are still more than two months left before the Three Sects discuss swordsmanship. Who knows what kind of immortal realm Xue Linglan will reach by then...
"Set a small goal first, defeat Yu Wushuang. Then we will consider the three swords debates." Shen Lang secretly made up his mind.
"Hey! What are you so stupid about? I asked you something, did you hear it?" Lin Xianer knocked Shen Lang's head and said angrily: "Why are you so anxious to challenge Yu Wushuang?"
"Uh!" The familiar pain on his forehead finally made Shen Lang wake up from the illusion.
"Why? There are so many whys. Of course it's because I want to beat him, and at the same time I want to fight for the two masters!" Shen Lang said.
"Tch! Stop doing this." Lin Xianer's tone was surprisingly serious, "If it's just because of this, then just give up."
"Give up?" Shen Lang shook his head like a rattle and said seriously: "Are you kidding? I personally agreed to this in front of everyone. If I really give up, wouldn't it make everyone laugh? I'm a green kid now.
The descendant of Hu Xiaozhu."
Shen Lang is so shameless that he would not care about being laughed at by everyone. But as Yu Wushuang said, he is no longer a wandering man in the mortal world, but a descendant of a fairy. If he is laughed at by everyone, he is actually
Let the fairy be laughed at by everyone.
Not to mention the many previous reasons, Shen Lang would not give up just because of this.
"Whoever wants to laugh can laugh. Being laughed at won't make you lose two pounds. In short, I won't let you take risks." Lin Xian'er didn't care at all about being ridiculed. Those rumors, how can I have a little apprentice?
Safety is important?
"I...I must go!" Shen Lang said stubbornly.
"Okay!" Lin Xian'er smiled, "The Qingyun Martial Arts Competition will begin in the next few days. If you have the ability, you can sneak out of the back mountain under my nose."
"I..." Shen Lang looked at Lin Xianer's smile and was completely speechless.
Are you kidding me, sneaking out of the back mountain under the nose of Kong Mingjing? If he really has such ability, he doesn't need to care about Yu Wushuang.
"Listen to my advice. A man can bend and stretch. With your potential, you will defeat Yu Wushuang..." Lin Xian'er thought about Shen Lang's progress in cultivation these days, and thought about the fairy stone in the fairy spring that consumed more than half of it.
He said with great certainty: "In half a year, you can practice here with peace of mind. In half a year at most, I can guarantee that you will be better than him. By then, anyone's ridicule of you will naturally become empty talk.
"Is there no chance for me now?" Shen Lang asked unwillingly.
"Do you know who are participating in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition? If you participate in the Martial Arts Competition now, it will be difficult to pass the preliminaries." Lin Xian'er said.
"Isn't that true? I kicked Yang Ye away just now." Shen Lang said unconvinced: "His strength is considered average in Qingyun Huiwu, right?"
"He is indeed of average strength, but you were able to defeat him with one move just now because Yang Ye underestimated the enemy and did not prepare for your gravity technique." Lin Xian'er had a headache. She only felt that the rise of her little apprentice was really real.
Somewhat difficult to deal with: "Forget it, you can feel it yourself."
As he spoke, Lin Xian'er released the Dao Body Puppet again, "Before Yue'er and I reached the Kongming Realm, we had been using this puppet to hone our swordsmanship and secret skills. Its strength can be improved up to
He has reached the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm. Now I have suppressed his strength to the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm, which is similar to Yang Ye. You can try fighting him."
"If we fight, we will fight." Shen Lang looked like he was not afraid of death.
As soon as she finished speaking, the puppet rushed towards Shen Lang. Perhaps because Lin Xianer wanted Shen Lang to enter the state faster, she deliberately changed the puppet to look like Yang Ye this time.
"Four times the gravity technique!" Shen Lang repeated his old trick and used the gravity technique again. The puppet's speed suddenly weakened a bit, but the magnitude of the decrease was not too obvious.
"The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the true energy in the body, and the stronger the resistance to gravity." Lin Xian'er said from the side: "Four times the gravity technique is useful for people like Zhai Guang, but it has no effect on Yang Ye.
It's very limited, if four times the gravity spell falls on Yu Wushuang, it will almost lose its effect."
Yes, the effect of gravity is like a heavy pressure. This situation is like a small stone as big as a palm can easily crush an ant. But the same stone as big as a palm can be crushed by any ordinary person.
You can easily carry it with you and you won't feel any impact at all.
After hearing these words, Shen Lang was not discouraged. Then he deliberately saw an opportunity and suddenly lifted the gravity spell just like when he was fighting Yang Ye.
The unsuspecting puppet suddenly staggered, losing its flexibility and accuracy. Shen Lang took advantage of the situation and punched the puppet, knocking it to the ground.
"Look! I knocked him down again..." Shen Lang was a little proud, but before he could finish his words, the puppet attacked him again.
This time the puppet's speed was not too fast. It seemed that it had deliberately slowed down, and its pace became more steady than before.
Shen Lang repeated his old trick again, but the puppet seemed to be on guard. This time, whether he suddenly increased the gravity or suddenly canceled the gravity, the most he did was make the puppet's body sway slightly, which had minimal impact on the battle. On the contrary,
Shen Lang gradually became unable to resist, and was forced to retreat one after another by the puppet. He also received several punches on his body...
"What the hell! This is going against the will of God!" Shen Lang began to feel that something was not good about the situation.
"Your little opportunistic tricks may have miraculous effects the first time you use them on the enemy, but if you want to use this trick to defeat the enemy, it is just wishful thinking." Lin Xian'er said rudely: "Yang Ye's
The strength is far greater than yours, as long as
He used seven points of his strength to deal with you, and used the other three points of his strength to always be on guard against your gravity spell. He could easily defeat you with a steady attack. At Evergreen Peak, if my sister and I hadn't gone there in time, you and Yang Ye would have lost the battle.
If you fight, you will suffer big losses."
"I..." Shen Lang felt very aggrieved.
He has always regarded the Three Sects of Swordsmanship as his big goal, and even regarded defeating Yu Wushuang as a small goal.
However, in the face of reality and the first hurdle, he stumbled.
Want to reach heaven?
How difficult it is to reach the sky!
"I...but I still carry a dragon-subduing ring with fifteen times the gravity!" Shen Lang wanted to shout this out, but when he thought of the agreement with Lin Yue'er, he had to break it.
His teeth swallowed this frustration back into his stomach.