Although Dui was cowardly, after Bai Ye's battle with Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan, he was inspired and had regained his confidence. Facing the provocation from the wooden house, how could he endure it? He immediately jumped out and shouted: "Come on
Come on! Let’s fight!!”
"Hmph, why do you need to be formal when dealing with a Half-Saint? Just take action and I'll give you a few moves!" The man named Xiao Gan said disdainfully. Xuan'er crossed his arms and looked at Dumb frivolously.
"Okay! This is what you said!" Duan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Then I will show you my methods!"
Having said that, the man rushed over, his pace was very slow, and his speed was also very slow, but his aura was particularly mysterious, half close to his body, infinitely stable, and ready to go.
When he was approaching Xiao Gan, he suddenly shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
Whoosh!
A repaired sword instantly flew over and landed in Ah-Dai's hand. Ah-Dai slashed in the air with overwhelming force and ferocious sword intent. The thick holy power and sword power attached to the sword were so terrifying that it made one's scalp numb.
It's not like the power that a semi-saint being can offer at all.
"What?"
Xiao Gan was stunned, while Tie Wanqing and the others were shocked.
How could the Semi-Saint's attack be so powerful?
Little Dare didn't dare to support Da Da, so he immediately pulled out the sword from his waist and clanged it horizontally.
Boom!
The two swords collided, causing an astonishing sound in all directions, and the ground suddenly cracked several times. If both of them hadn't saved a hand, the power of this saint would have been enough to collapse the sword repair room.
Xiao Gan suffered a big loss. The power of Dumb's sword shook his whole body and almost made him unsteady. He also took two steps back.
This scene shocked the disciples in the wooden house.
"Xiao Gan, what are you doing? Don't hold back! Defeat him!" Tie Wanqing was furious and shouted loudly.
Xiao Gan gritted his teeth, shouted low, raised his sword and killed Ah-Dai.
"Hey, didn't you tell me to give you a few tricks? Are you cheating?" Dumb was stunned.
"Didn't I give in to a move?" Xiao Gan snorted, raised his sword and slashed fiercely. In an instant, the sword's intention was wild, the sword energy was dancing wildly, and the people around him retreated one after another.
Elder Sha over there remained silent, sitting there silently watching the fierce fight between Dumb and Xiao Gan, with a look of surprise in his muddy old eyes.
This kid is only a Half-Saint. I remember that in the last assessment, his moves were mediocre. Even among the Half-Saints, he was not outstanding. Why was his attack so fierce today? Far superior to the Half-Saints?
But I saw Ah-Dai holding his sword to attack, and he was walking at a leisurely pace, especially cool and light. His speed was not fast, but every sword move and every step was very particular. It seemed smooth, but he could always escape without any danger.
Kai Xiaogan's holy power is clear, and his sword can easily parry the opponent's sword.
Everyone around them stared with wide eyes, a little unbelievable.
How could it be so easy for a semi-saint to face a saint? How is this possible?
Little did he know that what Xiaodai was urging was the Heart Sword taught by Bai Ye.
Although the disciples in the sword cultivation room are all not very high in cultivation, there is one thing that the people of the Yi Jian Tiangong misunderstood. Their talents and perseverance are very strong. They can pass the difficult assessment of the Yi Jian Tiangong with the strength of a semi-saint and be worshiped.
Entering the sect is not only explained by luck, but strong talent and will are the means for them to enter this sect.
Bai Ye only used this Heart Sword move twice before Ah-Dai and the others figured out the trick. They had been practicing hard during this period, and now they were able to perform it well, making the saint in the wooden room unable to parry.
"Asshole!" Seeing Xiao Gan retreating after being beaten, Tie Wanqing flew into a rage and yelled: "Then what do you do for a living, you loser? You don't even need the 'Thirteen Postures'!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Gan knew that he could not delay. He shouted loudly, and the holy power of his body exploded. A large number of clones exploded from his body, all of them raised their swords and surrounded Dumb.
"ah?"
Dumb panicked.
However, he saw thirteen figures, including Xiao Gan himself, drawing out their swords at once, joining forces from front to back, left and right, vertically and horizontally, to surround and suppress Ah-Dai.
At that moment, the sky was filled with sword shadows, and there were sharp edges all around. It was overwhelming and suffocating.
When the disciples of Yi Jian Tiangong fight in a duel, they have to suppress their strength to prevent the arrogant saint from spreading in all directions and causing shocking losses. Only on the duel stage can they be unscrupulous. And Xiao Gan's sword, if it were on the duel ground,
If used unscrupulously, it will definitely change the color of heaven and earth. However, even in the sword repair room, this sword will still make people shudder and make their scalp numb.
Dumb, I'm afraid I'm going to lose.
Elder Sha's palms were sweating.
But Li Tu and others were particularly calm and not at all nervous.
"Um?"
Tie Wanqing keenly caught the expressions of the disciples in the sword repair room and felt something was not good.
At this time, Ah-Dai, who seemed to be in a panic, suddenly stopped when the sword shadow approached. He used all the holy power in his body to make a volley in the air, and actually hid it in the void.
The terrifying shadow of the sword pierced the air.
"You think you can escape?"
Xiao Gan snorted coldly, wrapped his palms with holy power, and grabbed into the void. He instantly pulled out Ah-Dai who was hiding in the void, and hit his chest with a cruel sword.
But at the same time, Dumb emerged from the void and stabbed him with his sword. He was not afraid and actually wanted to fight for his life.
Hiding in the void turns out to be not just to avoid moves! It’s to accumulate this sword!
"Hongye Sword Technique!"
Dumb yelled.
The light of the sword soars to the sky, the power of the sword bursts out, and the endless sword intent ripples crazily on the sword.
There is no doubt that Xiao Gan's sword is one step ahead of Ah-Dai, and he will definitely penetrate Ah-Dai first, but at this moment, Ah-Dai is also desperate, and strikes forward with his sharp sword, with amazing momentum!
Xiao Gan's heart trembled and he hesitated for a moment.
This is a thousand injuries to the enemy and eight hundred losses to oneself!
But Dui was particularly determined, as if he didn't see the sword thrust by the opponent.
no!
Xiao Gan mentally fought for a while and finally backed down. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly put away his sword and retreated.
But when he retreated, the loopholes were wide open.
"Idiot, what are you doing?"
Tie Wanqing's pupils couldn't help but shrink as she looked over there.
Poof!
Duan stabbed Xiao Gan in the chest with his sword, knocking him over in an instant, and blood spurted out.
"Little dare!"
"Junior brother!"
The disciples from the wooden room rushed over one after another.
Tie Wan's clear face was as gray as death.
Elder Sha looked shocked.
The saint in the wooden room actually lost to the sword repair room again? He lost to a semi-sage...
how so?
"I won!! I won!!!"
Duan looked blankly at Xiao Gan who was provoked by him, and was overjoyed. He rushed to Bai Ye and said excitedly: "Senior Brother Bai, did you see it? I won!!"
"That's right! It's just that the last move is a dangerous move. If the other party wants to exchange with you, although the other party will be seriously injured, you will definitely die. Please be careful next time and don't use this move unless it is absolutely necessary." Bai Ye said with a smile.
"Yes, senior brother." Ah-Dai touched the back of his head and said with a smile.
Bai Ye nodded and turned his gaze: "Senior Sister Tie, you should have seen the result of the duel, right? Is there anything else you can say?"
Tie Wanqing gritted her teeth and glared at Bai Ye angrily, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
"Starting from tomorrow, your disciples from the Wooden Room will take turns to stand guard in our sword practice room. Also, starting from tomorrow, all the junior brothers and sisters will go to the Wooden Room to practice!" Li Tu said with a laugh.
As soon as these words fell to the ground, everyone in the wooden house looked livid and their eyes showed resentment.
If this matter spreads, Murenfang's face will be completely lost.
Tie Wan rushed straight over and shouted: "Bai Ye, I want to duel with you."
"I reject."
"You do not dare?"
"I just disdain it."
"You..." Tie Wanqing was furious and was about to draw her sword, but the disciple behind her quickly held her down.
"Senior sister, don't act recklessly. Elder Sha is watching from the side. If you take action, Elder Sha will never be lenient!" The disciples lowered their voices and said urgently.
It was nothing to argue with each other before, and Elder Sha couldn't do anything to these disciples who were supported by the Thirteenth Elder. But if Tie Wanqing dared to do it in front of him, it would be a real provocation to the elder's majesty. Elder Sha had ruined their cultivation.
The sect won’t say anything.
Tie Wanqing's face turned red and she gritted her teeth angrily, but she did not lose her mind. She swung the sword and put back the sword that had just been unsheathed.
Seeing this, Bai Ye shook his head repeatedly.
"It's not unreasonable that you will lose. Your ambition is too bad. Just like just now, if you disciples in the wooden house were like my Junior Brother Dumb and dared to fight and kill at all costs, the result would be different. But
He was afraid. The disciples in the Mu Renfang had a unique training environment, were pampered and did not care about the world, but the disciples in our sword training room had been neglected all year round and practiced sword training every day. Each of them had a particularly firm will.
, to distinguish a person's strength from weakness, if you only focus on his soul realm, then this person's strength will have been greatly reduced." Bai Ye shook his head and said calmly.
These words were like a needle piercing Tie Wanqing's heart, and she was stunned for an instant.
Elder Sha was also thoughtful.
Yes, the disciples of Mu Renfang are indeed very high in soul level, and the techniques they learn are all authentically passed down by the Thirteen Elders, but... they are like flowers in a greenhouse, they cannot withstand the wind and rain at all.
Tie Wanqing stood there for a moment, her teeth still clenched, but she glanced at Bai Ye complicatedly, turned around suddenly, and walked towards the door.
"Senior Sister."
A group of disciples quickly followed.
But Tie Wanqing stopped at the door and turned around quickly: "Little dare!"
"Senior sister, Xiao Gan is here." Xiao Gan said weakly, covering his wound.
"You stay outside the sword repair room as punishment!"
Tie Wanqing hummed and walked out the door.
When Xiao Gan heard the sound, his face turned red and white, and he hesitated to speak, but in the end he remained silent.
Ever since, the story that the wooden manfang provoked the sword repairing room and was repaired by the sword repairing room spread throughout the sect.
In an instant, the Sword Cultivating Room once again became a figure at the forefront of the Yi Jian Heavenly Palace. A half-saint defeated a saint? This kind of thing has actually happened in Li Shengzhou, but it is rare, but the Sword Cultivating Room did it.
Coupled with the previous record of one emperor defeating two saints, countless people became curious about the sword repair room.
What is going on with this sword-study room, which has always been known as a garbage shelter?
However, as the sword practice room became famous, the wooden room was in a bleak situation. It had replaced the sword practice room and became a joke among the disciples of Yi Jian Tiangong...
