"Don't Junior Sister Huang practice the Ice and Snow Sword Art of Wintersweet Peak?"
"How come? All the disciples of Lamei Peak have to learn."
"Then why do we only see Junior Sister Huang using Wintersweet Sword Technique but not the Ice and Snow Sword Technique?"
The disciple who just spoke was a little hesitant, "Maybe it's because Junior Sister Huang only focused on learning the Winter Plum Sword Technique and neglected the practice of the Ice and Snow Sword Technique?"
"Tsk, which peak's disciples would forget to practice the main sword skills of their main peak?"
"That's true."
"Then why didn't Junior Sister Huang use the Ice and Snow Sword Technique?"
"I am afraid……"
Before the man finished speaking, Huang Yunxiang spat out his red lips and said, "Senior Brother Ma, be careful!"
In an instant, it was like light snow fell from the Heavenly Sword, and dots of sword light spread in the air, as if it was still in the air.
"fall!"
The snowflakes above the stage suddenly fell lightly that day, but such a beautiful and unpretentious snow made Ma Zengji's character change!
"Junior sister Huang's ice and snow sword skills are indeed extraordinary!"
As he spoke, Ma Zengji raised his hand and waved it gently, and the flying sword in his hand drew a line of sword energy in the air and swept away the snowflakes in the air.
Ma Zengji's sword energy was like hitting ordinary air. The snowflakes were not affected much, but Ma Zengji's sword energy dissipated in the air.
The snowflakes were moving slightly, drifting toward Ma Zengji with an endless chill.
The word "floating" is so right. The snowflakes seemed slow and dull, but it made Ma Zengji feel chilled in his heart.
Ma Zengji did not panic, shook out the flying sword in his hand, and danced with chaotic swordsmanship in an instant!
"Senior Brother Ma, what does this mean?"
The group of people watching the battle couldn't see why Ma Zengji wanted to achieve such a swordsmanship.
However, just when the snowflakes were about to fall on Ma Zengji's head, lush green bamboos sprouted out of the ground.
White snow falls among the green bamboos.
This beautiful picture amazed everyone present.
However, He Yidao was still looking at the stone road at the foot of the mountain.
He seemed to be waiting for someone.
On the rooftop, those green bamboo trees were shaking their leaves constantly. They looked chaotic, but in fact they coincided with Ma Zengji's chaotic swordsmanship just now!
"good!"
The shouts continued for a long time.
Even some disciples in the Xudan realm also praised him.
He Yidao looked at the disciples of Qingzhu Peak who were the most vocal. Although the disciples of Qingzhu Peak were the ones who cultivated their minds the most among the nine peaks, they would not suppress their true emotions when they encountered some happy things.
Perhaps this is true cultivation of the mind.
The competition on the stage is about to end, and Ma Zengji's swordsmanship is truly miraculous.
He turned his sword energy into bamboo and used the shaking of the bamboo leaves to resist the snowflakes in the sky. It was really a fantastic idea. And the most important thing is that the snowflakes in the sky were caught by the bamboo leaves without falling.
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A little bit of sword energy turned into a bamboo leaf. Suddenly, the bamboo leaf broke away from the bamboo branch and flew towards Huang Yunxiang.
Huang Yunxiang was defeated and ultimately defeated.
This battle added a lot of color to this Nine Peaks Sword Tournament, especially the wonderful use of Ma Zengji's Green Bamboo Sword Sutra, which also brought new revelations to the disciples of Qingzhu Peak.
"Junior sister Huang, I accept the concession." Ma Zengji smiled and gave Huang Yunxiang a sword salute.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ma, for showing mercy." Huang Yunxiang quickly sheathed her sword and returned the gift, "Senior Brother Ma's understanding of the Green Bamboo Sword Scripture far exceeds my little girl's understanding of the Ice and Snow Sword Art. This little girl has learned a lesson from this competition."
"Okay, Ma Zengji wins this battle!" Hao Tiejian finally announced the result.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Hao." Ma Zengji bowed to Hao Tiejian.
"The next scene will be a sword debate between Luo Jianwen of the Nine Deaths Peak and Ye Delin of the Sacrifice Swordsman."
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There was nothing special about this battle. The fight between the disciples of Nine Death Peak and the disciples of Ji Jianfeng was quite fierce.
Not long after, Han Linhua and a disciple of Haize Feng went up to the rooftop.
This disciple of Haize Feng is a disciple of the third level of Zifu, one level higher than Han Linhua.
Haize Feng's Chaohai Sword Art matched Han Linhua's sword intent, but Han Linhua did not choose Haize Feng.
He Yidao still seemed so unconcerned. He asked Lin Xueru beside him: "Senior Sister Lin, can I leave the sword meeting midway?"
When Lin Xueru heard this, she knew that He Yidao wanted to leave, so she casually replied: "You can leave."
He Yidao is the peak master of Tiantai Peak. If he wants to leave, where can he go?
He Yidao felt relieved after hearing this. He stood up from his chair and said to Lin Xueru and Lu Huazhong: "Senior Sister Lin, Senior Brother Lu, I still have some matters that I want to leave."
These two are doing everything they can and there is no stopping them.
He Yidao turned around and walked towards the path down the mountain. Han Linhua, who was playing very passionately on the stage, did not notice He Yidao leaving.
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In a small town next to Tianjian Mountain Range.
He Yidao came here. He walked to a hot pot restaurant, ordered a mandarin duck pot, and divided the clear soup and red soup.
For some reason, he suddenly wanted to eat hot pot, so he came down from Tiantai Peak.
He didn't think about the Nine Peaks Sword Fight on Tiantai Peak, or whether Han Linhua lost or won. Thinking about these, it would be more straightforward to have a hot pot meal.
There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by one hot pot meal. If there is, then two meals.
This seems to be a wise saying for people who love hot pot.
He Yidao raised his head and looked in the direction of Tiantai Peak, where the Nine Peaks Council was still being held, but his eyes did not stay there for long before looking in the direction of Qingzhu Peak.
"Liu Yinan is dead, I wonder if you know..."
He Yidao lowered his head and put a piece of mushroom into the clear soup pot, watching the mushrooms tumbling up and down in the boiling water.
He Yidao did not see Xiao Wu in this Nine Peaks Sword Fair, and he guessed that Xiao Wu might be in retreat.
Depending on Xiao Wu's situation, Tian Tianzhi might let him go into seclusion.
I just don’t know how long it will take for Xiao Wu to come out of seclusion, and what the world will be like.
beep!
A bubble suddenly bubbled up in the hot pot, and He Yidao suddenly came back to his senses. He knew that he had thought too much.
The mushrooms in the pot were stirring constantly and looked ripe.
He Yidao took the mushrooms out of the hot pot and placed them in the bowl in front of him.
He Yidao was very patient and waited until the mushroom slowly cooled down before picking it up and putting it in his mouth.
"It doesn't seem to have any flavor."
He Yidao put the mushrooms in the clear soup, and naturally there was no smell.
"It's a real mushroom flavor...it tastes good."
The best taste in the world is pure joy.
Light food is not necessarily unpalatable.
He Yidao walked out of the hot pot restaurant, with his back to the Tianjian Mountains, and walked slowly towards the west.
Lin Xueru and Lu Huazhong probably did not expect that He Yidao not only planned to leave Tiantai Peak, but also planned to leave the Tianjian Sect.
He Yidao faced the direction of due west, all the way to the west.