Ding Ning took a step forward, and the broken sword with flying tiny white flowers cut towards Ye Ming's wrist.
Ding Ning's counterattack was not fast because he was shocked back a step earlier, but because Ye Ming was too shocked, Ye Ming's movements were even more sluggish.
He wanted to withdraw his sword, but at this moment, he found that Ding Ning's sword had cut to his five fingers.
With such a short distance, it was too late for him to make more changes.
So he had no choice but to let go and abandon the sword.
Ding Ning's sword edge struck the hilt of his sword, causing the sword to fly to one side, completely out of Ye Ming's control. Then he paused, did not attack again, just looked at Ye Ming apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ye Ming."
Because he was too shocked, Ye Ming didn't even pay much attention to the fact that Ding Ning defeated him by taking advantage of his loss of consciousness. He stared at Ding Ning with wide eyes and asked again: "Junior Ding Ning, you have just broken through the realm, why is your current cultivator so weak?" Why is it already close to the top-grade realm of Qi refining?"
Ding Ning could understand his emotions, and calmly explained: "Nangong Caishu gave me a elixir, and I swallowed it when I was facing the enemy He Zhaoxi, so I have such a cultivation base."
Really defeated He Zhaoxi
Nangong Caishu and Ding Ning should have only formally met when they were cultivating in Jingjuan Cave, so there is such a friendship between the two, and they even gave Ding Ning such a elixir that can improve cultivation
Ye Ming began to believe that what Ding Ning said earlier was true. He looked at Ding Ning blankly, and couldn't help but said, "No wonder you rejected Xie Rou without hesitation. It turns out that there is a relationship with Nangong Caishu."
Hearing this, Ding Ning immediately grimaced, and said, "Senior Brother Ye Ming, your thoughts and considerations are too jumpy, and you really make it impossible for me to have a good conversation with you."
"It's only now that I understand the meaning of what you said."
Shi Xia walked to Ding Ning's side, bowed seriously to Ding Ning, and said softly: "When I fought with you earlier, I said that I would try my best to control my strength to the low-grade Qi refining. If you say that I think so, I will Get more opportunities to experience. It turns out that your true cultivation is already above mine. If both sides work hard, you will quickly and easily defeat me. But you also deliberately suppressed your strength to the lower rank of Qi refining to fight me. I have learned a lot from the contest with my pure sword skills, so I must thank you."
Ding Ning said calmly: "I will make that choice just because you made that choice first, so you don't have to thank me."
Tokia bowed again, said nothing more, turned and left.
"You just defeated him with your sword skills?" Ye Ming looked at Shixia who was leaving, and he couldn't believe it again, "Junior Brother Ding Ning, it's only been a month, how did you practice?"
"Brother, you have too many questions. I can't explain it to you for a while. Why don't you ask what's going on after you get to the viewing platform." Ding Ning couldn't take it anymore, and turned to Ye Ming Stretched out his hand: "Bring the talisman!"
Not far from where Ding Ning and Ye Ming fought, Zhang Yi and Su Qin stood on top of two old pine trees covered with vines.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother Ding Ning is indeed the kind of genius who is one in a million. As seniors, we should do our best to help him. How can we deal with him in a deliberate way?"
Watching Ye Ming hand over the order talisman on his body and leave, Zhang Yi turned her head, and looked at Su Qin with a cold face earnestly, persuading him.
Su Qin glanced at him coldly, and with a movement of his figure, he swept down the old pine and was about to leave.
Zhang Yi was finally a little annoyed, and stamped his feet, and the old pine under his feet was shaken out of countless dry needles, which flew out with a chichi.
"Junior Brother Su Qin! What do you think?" He said angrily.
Su Qin turned around and glanced at him, and said with a sneer: "It's not the first day you know me, you should understand that I, Su Qin, never give up halfway when I do things."
"Don't think about driving anyone away to fight Junior Brother Ding Ning." Zhang Yi floated up from the top of the old pine, landed not far from Su Qin's side, and said word by word: "I will never allow you to do this .”
Su Qin raised his eyebrows.
Zhang Yi looked at him, and said with a firm face, "As long as you make such a move again, I will take action."
"You might not be able to win if you try your best. Do you want to keep him?" Su Qin was silent for a moment, then said with a slight sarcasm: "If that's the case, then I'll let him stay for another day."
Sensing the irreversible meaning in Su Qin's words, Zhang Yi could not help frowning deeply.
Su Qin turned and left.
He looked at the fallen leaves on the soles of his boots expressionlessly, at those fallen leaves that got stuck in the mud because of his footfall, and would eventually become mixed with the soil and become part of the soil. More words appeared at the corner of his mouth chill.
Regarding Ding Ning, he and Zhang Yi have fundamentally different views on these seniors in the sect.
Zhang Yi said to help each other... However, in his eyes, in this world of practitioners, there are only two possibilities, stepping on or being stepped on.
If you can't step on people to go up, you can only rot slowly like these fallen leaves that have been stepped into the soil, becoming the most ordinary and inconspicuous part.
The more conspicuous and extraordinary people are, such as Zhang Yi and Ding Ning, the sooner they should step on them.
He is jealous of talents, but he is not afraid of making enemies with these people.
Because if you are even afraid of your opponent's talent, what courage will you have to defeat stronger opponents and cross those dangerous hurdles in the way of cultivation
Four blazes lit up.
Su Qin slowly walked towards the area where the four beacon fires were burning.
…
At the same time, a low-key and silent Ivy Sword Academy disciple who didn't look outstanding was also walking slowly towards the direction where the wolf smoke was burning.
His right hand stretched into his bosom from time to time, touching the small sword wrapped in cloth.
The breath emanating from the sword made his body warm from time to time, and even made him forget his hunger and thirst.
He is Mo Chen.
Suddenly, he stopped, and out of the mist in front of him came a line of students also wearing the robes of the Ivy Sword Academy.
This is a very tall boy with two long swords with golden handles on his back.
"Senior Brother Mo, I'm sorry."
Looking at Mo Chen who was facing him, the young man bowed apologetically, and pulled out the two long swords on his back with both hands, "I haven't fought yet today, and you should know, Brother Mo, that the opponents are getting more and more powerful now." The less it is, the harder it is to find.”
Of course Mo Chen knew the boy. This young man is Li Danxia, who is the most likely to enter the final top three of the Qingteng Sword Academy besides He Zhaoxi. Although his cultivation was not as high as that of He Zhaoxi and Zhang Yi, he had broken through the second realm and stepped into the true essence realm.
Knowing that this was an opponent that could not be dealt with by relying on his true strength, Mo Chen took a deep breath, stretched his right hand into his bosom, held the hilt of the small sword tightly, and then faced the opponent Li Danxia saluted and said softly, "Junior Brother Li, I'm sorry."
Li Danxia was slightly taken aback.
He thought it was because Mo Chen was feeling too heavy and lost, so he said something wrong, so he coughed lightly in embarrassment, didn't say anything more, raised the two swords in his hands, and made a gesture of asking the other party to make a move .
Mo Chen raised his head.
His heart beat like a drum, and his eyes shone brighter than ever before.
This strange look made Li Danxia's heart instantly filled with strong unease.
Mo Chen took a deep breath, and a gust of true energy flowing out of the sea of energy poured out from between his palms without reservation!
Li Danxia's pupils shrank violently.
The cloth wrapped around the little sword was instantly torn into pieces by Mo Chen's zhenqi. The moment the silver-white little sword was exposed to the air, the zhenqi surrounding the little sword was instantly swallowed by dense runes.
There was a bang.
Countless dazzling rays of light emanated from the small silver-white sword, countless strands of light floated up like snow-white dandelions, and the rapidly expanding breath even shook Mo Chen's hairband for a moment, allowing his long black hair to fall back freely. fluttering.
At this moment, this square-faced, low-key and inconspicuous student of the Ivy Sword Academy exuded a palpitating demonic nature.
Li Danxia swallowed subconsciously.
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the opponent's sword, the true energy in his body was poured into the two long swords in his hands without reservation.
The hilts of his two long swords are golden yellow, but the blades are red.
As his true energy poured in, patches of golden and red glow mixed together, and the two swords really looked like two burning sunset glows.
Mo Chen flew up and slashed towards the two sunset clouds with a sword.
When he slashed out with this sword, countless pictures appeared in his mind.
He saw the people of Mohou Mansion passing by completely ignoring his existence, he saw the people of the Mo family in Ancheng living frugally, and saw the expectant eyes of countless people when he left Ancheng and set off for Changling. He saw that he was bumping into walls everywhere in Changling, and he couldn't pass the examinations of many favorite colleges. He saw the shadow of the Mo House hanging over him. Someone begged for several dried herbs that were originally used to prolong the life of the elderly in the family, decorated them in jade boxes, and sent them to the home of a certain important person in Changling. He saw that he finally entered the Ivy Sword Academy, but he did nothing.
In the end, the picture in front of his eyes was this small sword exuding countless snow-white cattail flowers.
His heart was full of injustice.
He wanted to cut through those uneven scenes with one sword.
The dancing snow-white cattail flowers and the burning sunset finally meet.
In Li Danxia's eyes, all the colors of the sunset disappeared instantly, only to see countless white cattail flowers flying towards her.
His breathing stopped completely.
A huge force surged, and the two swords in his hand were all broken from the middle, and the blades of the swords that flew back slashed on his body instead.
Two lines of blood flew out from his body.
In the next instant, he retreated more than ten steps uncontrollably, and sat down on the ground slumped.