It took Qingyun's audience quite a while to get used to the young and handsome version of Lingxu real person.
And Ye Qingxuan's life, after four years of retreat, returned to the original track.
No, it should be said that he has become more aggressive.
In the martial arts arena in the back mountain, nearly a hundred disciples sat around and watched the two disciples compete in martial arts together.
I saw the two disciples in the arena, their moves were proficient, their movements were smooth, and the clinking sparring was dangerous and wonderful... The applause from the surrounding disciples was endless.
Just as the disciples were watching with enthusiasm and couldn't help themselves, a loud shout sounded from the edge. The martial arts field, which was originally very lively, fell into an unharmonious silence in an instant.
It's broken, the little uncle is about to go crazy again... All the disciples thought together.
"Stop, stop-"
In a flash, Ye Qingxuan was already standing in the middle of the martial arts arena, and stopped Qiu Yunzhen and Yunlu, who were fighting very lively.
Fourteen-year-old Ye Qingxuan has already begun to take the shape of a handsome man. I saw him, his eyebrows slanted into the temples like swords, and his phoenix eyes were full of power... His appearance was full of radiance, extraordinarily heroic, extraordinarily elegant and handsome. The original four-year calligraphy career gave him a rare bookish atmosphere, but combined with his unrefined appearance, he produced an extremely attractive temperament.
It's just that at this time, Ye Qingxuan's phoenix eyes were wide open, furious, and he loudly reprimanded his disciples.
"Yun Zhen, let me ask you, after your move 'one-word lock', the empty door in Yun Lu's chest was wide open, and you could win with a straight stab of the sword, why did you draw an extra half circle instead of using the move 'turning the clouds to see the sun' ? Yunlu, let me ask you again, you use the 'wind and cloud'** to open the opponent's sword and cut back the side of the neck. This move is very good and suitable, but why don't you step up the attack and use the fastest speed? Fast 'white rainbow piercing the sun'? Instead of using 'bright sun in the sky' to elevate the tip of the sword?"
"because… "
"Because you are using [Kunwu Eight Swords] instead of [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords]? Because [Kunwu Eight Swords] is a green-level swordsmanship, which is more advanced, and [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords]]It’s green-level swordsmanship, isn’t it too low-level?” Ye Qingxuan replied angrily.
"Bullshit! Idiot!!" A curse made Yun Zhen and Yun Lu shrink their necks in fright.
Ye Qingxuan snatched the long sword from Qiu Yunzhen's hand, pointed at his chest and asked, "I ask you, if I stab this sword in, will you die or not?"
Qiu Yunzhen's expression changed drastically, and he said, "With such a sword in the chest, my nephew will surely die—"
"Do you still know that this sword can stab you to death? Then let me ask you again, what is the name of the sword technique that can stab you to death with this move?"
Qiu Yunzhen's face was pale and uncertain, and he muttered to himself: What kind of sword move is this? It's just the way street hooligans fight, just stab them. But how dare Qiu Yunzhen say this.
Ye Qingxuan saw that Qiu Yunzhen bowed his head and said nothing, and turned to the three generations of disciples of Qingyunguan around him, shouting: "Is there a name for this move? Tell me, is there a name for this move?"
Facing the angry little uncle, the surrounding area was silent.
"The answer is - no.
Of course this move has no name, and this move is not even a sword technique. But I will use it, and I can kill you right now. Isn't this sword technique bad? You answer me, is this sword technique that can take your life good
I'm going to say, well-very-
There has never been the most profound swordsmanship in the world, only the most suitable swordsmanship... If you can win by stabbing the opponent with a sword, don't play tricks on me and perform swordsmanship... those are bullshit! Swordsmanship needs to be learned and used flexibly...
At this time, since this sword can kill you, it is the best sword technique in the world, the most brilliant sword move—
What do you think swordsmanship is? What do you think is the best sword move? Is it a child's play house game? Is it the highest-grade, gold-level top-grade swordsmanship? wrong! wrong! ! wrong! ! !
In this world, those who can kill and win are good swordsmanship; in this world, the highest goal of swordsmanship is to win and kill—"
Ye Qingxuan yelled at the surrounding disciples for a while, then turned to point the finger at the two disciples in the arena, and shouted: "You two idiots, when you have a chance to win, you don't know how precious the opportunity is, and you don't even know how precious it is!" To care what kind of swordsmanship you use? Is it the same swordsmanship that works? Stupid, useless...
Get out of the way, you two, strike me [Kunwu Eight Swords] and [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords] 30 times forward, then 30 times backwards, and give me another [Kunwu Eight Swords] Sword], one style [Qingyun Thirty-Six Swords], and hit it thirty times... If you can't finish it, you don't have to eat, and you don't want to sleep... Now, immediately, immediately, get out—”
Ye Qingxuan leaped back to the stands, and after sitting down, he shouted: "Continue to fight, next pair!"
After four years, Ye Qingxuan's sense of crisis became more urgent. Although Daoist Lingxu's stepping into Xiantian is like a shot in the arm for everyone in Qingyunguan, but when faced with a real threat, one person alone cannot save a sect.
Especially these three generations of disciples, who have not yet grown up, are the key protection objects in the concept. If there are enemies who want to attack Qingyun Temple, these disciples who have not tried the sinister world are undoubtedly the best candidates to attack.
"Disciples in battle, Zheng Yunbiao, Lu Yundong..."
"yes-"
After the two disciples walked up to the stage and saluted, they began to compete.
Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly looking at the disciples who were competing in martial arts.
That Zheng Yunbiao is none other than Zheng Biao who brought the disciples of Zhang Kong Zhaojian Sect to Qingyun Temple to make troubles four years ago.
Unexpectedly, once the matter was over, this Zheng Biao would want to worship Qingyun Temple as a disciple with a lazy face.
Originally, none of the disciples in Guanzhong agreed, but for some reason, none of the second-generation disciples objected, even Tie Qingshi, who had a bad temper, acquiesced to Zheng Biao's request for entry.
If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is nothing good about them! That's exactly what Senior Brother Qing said.
Hehe, this kid is a bit interesting... That's what the second senior brother Qing Yan said.
The Zheng family is very rich, so they asked his father for some sponsorship... That's what the third senior brother Qingsong said.
Gua Wazi, looks okay... Fourth Senior Sister said so.
Dare to come and stay permanently after being beaten? This kid has seeds... Fifth Senior Brother...
… Senior Brother Six, it’s so… Uh, well, Senior Brother Six didn’t say anything…
As for myself? Uh, all of the above, and both...
Anyway, this guy Zheng Biao has already started...
The happiest was Yun Yong, the bearded man who said bluntly that he finally had a punching bag when he was angry... Moreover, it seems that many people think so!
poor child!
Over the past four years, Zheng Yunbiao has faced the most challenges, and it is common to have a bruised nose and swollen face, but this kid can only be described in one word-donkey! The more you hit, the more you kick! When you get tired from beating, this bastard is still not comfortable, so he comes to challenge you and takes the initiative to get beaten...
Unexpectedly, after fighting back and forth, after four years, this group of boys still show their feelings... The youthful heart, holding grudges will not stay overnight, and directed at Zheng Yunbiao's slightly green-skinned vigor, it has infected a group of young disciples . It can be said that the Qingyun Temple in the past four years has been typed day and night.
In private, the children never pay for the teacher's sect or direct disciples. If they want to be respected, they must win the battle.
It is precisely because of this competitive spirit that the disciples of Qingyun Temple respect Ye Qingxuan more, because in the private disciple ranking of Qingyun Temple, five of the top ten are from Ye Qingxuan. , which is one of the seven small.
So in private, this group of boys agreed that the number one fighter in Qingyun Temple should undoubtedly be the junior uncle Ye Qingxuan. Although the other second-generation disciples had higher cultivation levels, none of the disciples they taught could win those five people. So even though Ye Qingxuan spoke harshly when commenting on martial arts, every sentence he said pointed out the weakness of the disciple. If he could get a few words from his junior uncle, it would be better than years of martial arts... With this layer I know, all the disciples of Qingyun Temple cherish the day when their junior uncle Ye Qingxuan came to teach martial arts, and even this day is regarded as the most important day of martial arts by three generations of disciples. This also made several other second-generation disciples of the Qing Dynasty jealous.
Seeing the two of them playing with one mind and one mind in full swing, every move and style is exhausted with all their strength, without any affectation...
Ye Qingxuan's eyes glowed, staring at the contest in the arena like a wolf. It's that mentality, this competitive mentality, that's what I want.
The road of Jianghu in the future will be bloody and slaughtered. If there is no desire to win, how can you survive
"Okay! Stop—"
After observing for a while, Ye Qingxuan finally called to stop. Looking at the two disciples in the arena who were sweating profusely, with anxious but expectant faces, Ye Qingxuan finally showed a smile.