Yue Zhuoqun had a solemn look on his face, and half-believingly threw the wind blade talisman towards a bamboo nearby.
Whoosh, a sharp wind blade flashed across the air, and the green bamboo was cut in half. The cut was smooth and extremely sharp.
Everyone was shocked, and Yue Zhuoqun was also stunned. Although this wind blade was insignificant to an ancient martial artist like him who was at the peak of the innate realm, it was also a deadly weapon that was hard to defend against.
He was surprised at first, then ecstatic: "I understand, this must be the secret inheritance of Master Tianzhen. Master Tianzhen is a thousand-year-old martial artist. I thought it was just a few Heyi Pills, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. This kid is so lucky, I must get the inheritance of Master Tianzhen."
Elder Lu also suddenly realized: "The Sect Master is saying that this thing was passed down by Master Tianzhen?"
"Of course. Otherwise, considering his young age, in his early twenties, how could he have reached the innate realm of ancient martial arts?"
Yue Zhuoqun underestimated Ye Feng too much. He thought that Ye Feng defeated Mr. Mo Er and was at best at the initial level of the innate realm. Little did he know that Ye Feng had the blood of the ancient gods and his cultivation realm was no longer measured by the standards of ancient warriors.
The large platform on the top floor of Huashan Hotel has a broad view, and the peaks of Huashan in the distance are clearly visible.
Each of the beauties in Yihua Palace held a long sword, and under the guidance of Li Yanzhi, they focused on training the Yihua Palace's secret technique, the magical skill of transplanting flowers and trees.
Yihua Jiemu is a martial art designed specifically for girls. Girls are relatively weaker and when fighting with others, they often suffer losses in a contest of brute force.
The founder of Yihua Palace had a sudden idea and created a kind of kung fu that can use the opponent's force to counter attack. Through a light and graceful technique, the pressure exerted by the opponent can be transferred to other places to reduce one's own pressure.
It is said that grafting is a kind of kung fu, but it is more like a martial arts philosophy, a basic skill that can be applied to boxing, finger techniques, swordsmanship, and any kind of fighting skills can be integrated into it.
Before this, most of these girls had only fought with each other as sisters, and rarely had real fights with others. This time, after breaking into the Five Elements Formation, they had a deeper understanding of the secret skills of their sect.
In order to defeat their opponents in the second stage of the competition in the afternoon, they need to improve their combat effectiveness and explore their potential. The most basic thing is to practice grafting until they are proficient in it and strive for excellence.
The beauties of Yihua Palace were sweating profusely during their training. They combined their usual training with the experience they had with the murderer in the morning. Everyone improved greatly.
However, Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er did not practice this magical skill of grafting flowers and trees. This skill of grafting flowers and trees can only exert its power with skilled techniques. The technique of grafting flowers and trees is tedious and complicated, and it cannot be mastered overnight.
Jiang Yuxin was used to using her own Star Staff. She had recently learned a few staff techniques from the Heart Sutra of the Goddess. When she danced with it, the pink starlight was bright and dazzling, and an invisible aura spread out like waves.
But she felt tired after dancing only twice, so she went to the side with Lan Ling'er to play mobile games.
Li Yanzhi was instructing the disciples of Yihua Palace in their practice, but she did not forget about the two of them. Although she knew that the two of them should not be provoked casually, Ye Feng had reminded her to keep an eye on them himself.
"My two sisters, the competition will start in the afternoon, you should practice for a while. Lan Ling'er, are you still going to release the poisonous scorpion in the afternoon competition? Your poisonous scorpion is only a level 2 beast, and your opponents are all top-level earth-level masters. You must at least find a weapon. Do you want me to give you a sword?"
"Give me a sword? I have my own sword. Thank you for your concern."
Lan Ling'er looked indifferent and did not stop the game in her hand. She just raised her head, made a face at Li Yanzhi, and then lowered her head to play the game again.
Since inheriting Chi You's legacy, Lan Ling'er's bloodline has been undergoing subtle changes, but she is still unable to wield the Chi You sword in her dantian.
But Wushan is not a cloud, and no earthly weapon can catch her eye.
Seeing that Lan Ling'er ignored her, Li Yanzhi thought that Lan Ling'er wanted to be lazy again.
It seems that persuading them to practice martial arts is like talking to a deaf person. Not only will it not work, but it will make them disgusted.
The young lady had a difficult temper. Rather than letting them go on the field and lose to others, it was better to let them have a taste of what it means to suffer a loss. She couldn't help but come up with a plan and said to Jiang Yuxin in a mocking tone: "Haha, Jiang Yuxin, your pink stick looks starry and colorful, but I don't know how powerful it is in real combat. It looks like a prop in a cartoon."
He actually said that my Tiannvmen's divine weapons were props from a cartoon. This is intolerable.
After pressing the pause button, Jiang Yuxin glared at Li Yanzhi unconvincedly: "What do you mean by good fighting? Do you look down on my Star Staff? If you are uneducated, don't try to be brave. This staff of mine is a spiritual weapon. Do you understand spiritual weapons?"
Li Yanzhi smiled: "Oh, it's a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon, can it beat the steel whip in my hand?"
"Why, do you want to practice? If I hurt you, don't run to Brother Ye and cry and act like a spoiled child."
"Practice, practice. Come on, let's see which is better, your stick or my stick."
Li Yanzhi lightly swung the steel whip in her hand, and the thirty-six steel bones immediately gathered into a hard iron rod. The shiny electroplating layer sparkled in the sun.
"The preparations are ready. Okay, I will practice with you today."
Lan Ling'er was bored, and when she saw Li Yanzhi was going to fight Jiang Yuxin, she also turned off the game on her phone, raised her fist excitedly, and encouraged Jiang Yuxin: "Don't be afraid of her, practice with her, let her know what the Star Rod is."
Li Yanzhi achieved her goal. A sly look flashed in her eyes. She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Do you want to chant a spell for your Star Staff? Do you need to strike a pose and transform?"
Jiang Yuxin raised the Star Staff and waved it around: "That's too much. How can you still make fun of me like this? Sisters, get out of the way. I want to practice with the captain today."
Li Yanzhi smiled and said to the sisters from Yihua Palace who wanted to come over to watch: "You guys continue to practice swords, don't slack off, sister Yuxin and I are just practicing as usual, there's nothing to see."
After hearing what Li Yanzhi said, Lan Ling'er and Jiang Yuxin had a feeling that they had fallen into a trap. They had been tricked by Li Yanzhi. She had deliberately provoked them just to stimulate them to practice against her. This girl was really a scheming bitch.
The arrow is on the string and it must be shot.
If you pick up the Star Rod and don't practice, wouldn't that be admitting that the Star Rod is just a prop from a cartoon
This battle is to restore the reputation of the Star Rod.
Lan Ling'er is the kind of person who loves to watch fun. If she sees a quarrel on the street, she can watch it for a whole day.
She clenched her fists and shouted excitedly: "Come on, Jiang Yuxin, come on, I don't believe your Star Rod is a prop."