"Innocent!"
Liang Yuan turned his back and didn't want to say more.
Yu Xiaobao's face was ashamed, as if he thought what Jingshan said was quite reasonable, and quickly ran back to the bed to practice cross-legged.
As for the year of poetry, it is a thoughtful expression, and I don't know what I'm thinking about
After that day, the days seemed to calm down.
The pro-passing faction never came to see Jingyue again. He mingled with his roommates every day.
At first, those few people were a little cautious, but they couldn't hold back Jing Yue's thick skin! When people chatted, he pushed in aggressively, when people practiced swords, he took the initiative to feed tricks, and when people were resting in class, he stared at people urgently. Over time, apart from Liang Yuan who still spoke coldly to him, Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao became much more cordial.
Gradually, Jing Yue also really felt the tense atmosphere in the inner sect - there was little communication between the disciples of various factions, and even the lecturers of different factions were very "targeted".
He also learned that the pro-passing faction has the supply and experience opportunities provided by Jindan Zhenren; the aristocratic faction occupies the most deacon positions in the inner sect; only the civilian faction has nothing and is only supported by the number of people.
It is the source of the contradiction to not suffer from the few but suffer from the inequity.
But as long as it is a human being, there must be desire and human affection, which is the source of "inequality".
Before Jing Yue had figured out how to deal with it, he temporarily stayed in the inner door.
Today, the weather is clear.
Thousands of disciples sat in sequence on the Cold Cloud Sect's martial arts field.
Their cultivation level is below the third level of Qi training, and the lecturer on the stage is the core disciple of the foundation-building stage, and is currently teaching the basic swordsmanship of the Cold Cloud Sect.
I saw that the lecturer took the sword stance and asked, "Is there anyone willing to come up and practice?"
Under the stage, a disciple stood up and said, "Senior brother, can I come?"
The lecturer nodded: "Of course, you can pick an opponent."
The disciple said loudly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
So, step by step, he came to Jing Yue who was cultivating by himself.
"But Junior Brother Jingshan?"
Jing Yue: "Exactly."
The other party cupped his hands and said: "I am Long Ritian, and I practice the second level of Qi. Would you like to come to the stage and learn from me?"
"… "
Jing Yue, who has been poisoned by the blue phoenix for a long time, will be unfamiliar with "Dragon Ritian"? He was very fortunate in his heart, but fortunately he didn't let Lan Feng follow...
Jing Yue pursed his lips, restrained the corners of his mouth that he wanted to turn up, and said solemnly, "I don't want to."
Long Ritian: "…"
He didn't expect that Jingshan would reject him in front of everyone's eyes, and said stunned: "You dare not?"
Jingyue: "Senior Brother Long, you are so strange. You are already at the second level of Qi training, why don't you find someone who is in the same realm as you? Why did you find me, a junior brother with a lower level of cultivation? Could it be that you are afraid of them and want to take advantage of me? cheap?"
Long Ritian was blocked by Jingyue. He wanted to get angry and defend himself, but he couldn't find any excuse for a long time.
Fortunately, the lecturer helped him out, "Junior Brother Jing is young, but he is very talented. I think Junior Brother Long also likes this. You have similar cultivation bases, and you don't need to use spells to learn from each other. Just click and stop, and rest assured. ."
Jing Yue stared at the lecturer for a long time. The other party was from the direct line, and if they cooperated with Long Ritian to force him, most of them were sent to find fault.
Or rather, to put pressure on him.
He felt that Yu Xiaobao was secretly pulling the hem of his clothes, as if to imply that he should not go, but everyone had chosen a day to perform, how could he not join
"Then please." Jing Yue stood up.
The two stepped forward one after another, Long Ritian drew out his long sword, and smiled sinisterly with the corners of his mouth crooked, "Junior Brother Jing, since you are worried that my realm is one level higher than yours, how about I give you three moves?"
Jing Yue said smoothly, "Okay, thank you very much."
"You're welcome, ah-"
Halfway through Long Ritian's words, his sleeves were cut by the sword light. If he hadn't flashed so fast, his hands would have been cut off!
What about the end of the day? !
He heard snickering laughter from the crowd, and he was instantly furious, and he went up with his sword.
"Senior Brother Long, don't you want me to make three moves? This is only one move?"
"you shut up!"
Long Ritian stabbed straight with his long sword, Jing Yue turned sideways to avoid it, and the purple wood sword in his hand was crossed, holding the opponent's swipe behind him.
If you talk about the basic swordsmanship of the Cold Cloud Sect, there is probably no one in the world who is more familiar with it than Jingyue. Once he is familiar with Long Ritian's wrist movement, he will know what move the other party is going to take, and when Long Ritian's butt is tilted, he will know that the other party is going to pull it. what…
Cough, it's just by heart.
Therefore, there was a strange scene on the field.
People saw that Long Ritian, who had a higher cultivation base, was suppressed by Jingshan. Not only did he fail to break through the latter's defense, but his clothes were also scratched into tatters, like a beggar.
If it wasn't for Jingshan's mercy, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on long ago.
The crowd's discussion grew louder and louder, and Long Ritian was impatient. He felt that he had completely fallen into Jingshan's rhythm. No matter how he attacked, it was in the opponent's calculations.
He couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of him. In desperation, Long Ritian had no choice but to withdraw his sword and retreat. Taking advantage of the gap to activate his spiritual power, the long sword let go and shot at Jingshan!
"Ah!"
Yu Xiaobao cried out worriedly, he saw Long Ritian's sword quickly wrapping around Jingshan, and the shadow of the sword surrounded Jingshan, making it almost impossible to see people.
"Long Ritian is extremely talented in swordsmanship and has been praised by Master Yan Qi. Once he activates his spiritual power, even people with a high level of sword power may suffer losses, and it is not something that Jingshan, who has practiced the first level of Qi, can stop it. ." Off the field, Liang Yuan commented.
Yu Xiaobao: "But Ajing is also very powerful. I really didn't expect him to have such a perfect sword path without using spiritual power. There is no flaw!"
Liang Yuan habitually hummed, but did not refute.
Shi Nian: "But now A Jing is in danger..."
But what is surprising is that Jingshan in the sword shadow shot like electricity, and it was airtight. The sharper the sword shadow, the faster Jingshan danced his sword. The two swords intersected and made a sound of "clanging clang", which was as urgent as a shower, making people's hearts can't help but tighten.
Long Ritian felt as if he was facing a towering cliff, and that kind of pressure can only be experienced by playing against Jingshan. His spiritual power is rapidly depleted, and his body is becoming more and more unbearable. If this continues, he will most likely be exhausted and defeated!
No! He must not lose to this kid!
If this mission is not completed, he will definitely be punished! It will even affect his cultivation resources!
Long Ritian's eyes flashed fiercely, two fingers swiped, and the sword was withdrawn again.
When his sword was halfway back, another dagger suddenly spit out from the blade and attacked Jingshan at the speed of a flying star!
"not good!"
Yu Xiaobao and Shi Nian shouted nervously, and Liang Yuan froze instantly.
Many people stood up in awe, and even the lecturer had a solemn expression. Once Jingshan was stabbed by this move, he would definitely be seriously injured! When the real person Wu Chen is questioned, Long Ritian may be fine as a contestant, but as a supervisor, he will definitely be blamed!
Originally, they just wanted to make Jingshan look ugly!
However, at this time, Long Ritian's expression was ferocious, where did he remember what to stop? He had fallen into the pleasure of defeating his opponent, and once again urged the long sword.
The two swords, one short and one long, one in front and one behind, are unstoppable and unavoidable!
The lecturer was anxious to grab someone, but saw Jingshan suddenly lean back, his body was as soft as a puddle of water, almost parallel to the ground, able to avoid the dagger aimed at his abdomen.
Immediately, he took advantage of his strength to turn a somersault, put his toes on the long sword that came after him, and jumped into the air, falling to the top of Long Ritian's head, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, raising the sword to stab.
"stop!"
At this time, the tip of Jing Yue's sword was less than an inch away from Long Ritian's scalp. The latter could almost feel the chill of the sword's edge eroding his bones, and his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat.
But the next moment, his head lightened, and all killing intent disappeared in an instant.
Jing Shan's faint voice came from his ears, "Senior brother, let it go."
There was silence.
After a long while, Yu Xiaobao regained his body's five senses and exhaled heavily with Shi Nian.
Liang Yuan recalled what he just said, and his face hurts...
Someone next to him took a deep breath and exclaimed in surprise, "That Jingshan... so strong! It is said that he was only eleven years old. When I was eleven, my body forging was still not complete."
"I've heard of him before, but this year, the real people brought back a lot of disciples to the sect, and I didn't care. Now it seems that the next time the inner sect has another strong enemy!"
"He has such a talent, why should the pro-passionists embarrass him?"
"Don't you know? He declined the invitation from the pro-traditional faction, saying it had nothing to do with him."
…
Listening to the discussions of the disciples, the lecturer couldn't help but glared at Long Ritian.
-idiot! It's not a small thing to do!
He walked to Jingshan and said reluctantly, "Junior Brother Jing won this game. It can be seen that the victory is not limited to the realm. If the difference in cultivation is not too big, as long as the moves are used properly, there is also a chance to win the weak against the strong."
He paused, glanced at Jingshan from the corner of his eye, and suddenly said, "Mu Feng, your swordsmanship is superb. Would you like to practice with Junior Brother Jing and give some pointers?"
A young man in white stood up and replied, "Yes."
As soon as the words came out, the scene was eerily quiet again.
Except for the pro-passing faction, two words appeared in the minds of other disciples—shameless!
It seems that the pro-passion faction will not give up today until it achieves its goal
Yu Xiaobao shook and said softly, "Is that the legendary Mu senior brother who is invincible at the third level of qi training?"
Shi Nian sees it, isn't that the one? It is said that this person was in the third level of Qi training many years ago, and with his strength, he can actually be promoted to the fourth level of Qi training. But Mu Feng deliberately got stuck in the three-layer small realm in order to refine his spiritual power more solidly.
Such a person, used to deal with Jingshan
The pro-passing faction is too shameless!
They all thought that Jingshan would refuse, after all, even a lecturer couldn't put his head to the test.
But I heard Jingshan ask, "Is there anyone after Senior Brother Mu?"
Mu Feng can be regarded as a determined person, and he couldn't help blushing at this moment, and said with difficulty: "...No more."
Jing Yue turned slightly, his eyes swept over the lecturer, and then looked at Mu Feng, and smiled meaningfully, "Please."
The lecturer breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this kid really doesn't know how high the sky is, and he is exactly what he wants.
The rest of the disciples also shook their heads secretly. Even though they were shocked by Jingshan's strength just now, he was facing Mu Feng in this battle, who was two levels higher than him, no, maybe three.
Even if Jingshan mastered the basic swordsmanship perfectly, under absolute equal-level suppression, everything was in vain.
The long sword has not yet been drawn, and the outcome has been decided.
But no one saw it, the moment Jing Yue turned around, his eyes were filled with frost.
The author has something to say: Today's Theater
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Lan Feng: Why not Long Aotian
Long Ritian: My mother said that Ritian is more awesome than Aotian!
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Jingjing: It's enough to accompany you to act once, but you come again and again, so shameless to the extreme, how did you develop your virtues? All the good disciples have been taken away! So angry! !