Jia Lan carried the dazed Lin Qiye and rushed back to the warehouse. As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Ping stood in front of her.

Zhou Ping's eyes fell on Lin Qiye, who was surrounded by purple air, and his brows slightly frowned, "Spiritual pollution?"

He put his fingers together, a wisp of sword energy lingered on his fingertips, and gently tapped Lin Qiye's brow.

All the purple air mixed in Lin Qiye's spirit was like stains in a bowl. It was instantly washed away by the surging sword energy and forced out of the body. A purple cloud bloomed beside Lin Qiye. Zhou Ping just waved his hand, and the purple air disappeared in the air.

Lin Qiye's eyes gradually regained clarity.

Zhou Ping nodded, "Okay, he's fine."

Galan: ...

Zhou Ping turned to look at Baili Pangpang and the other two outside the warehouse. Seeing their resentful looks, he was slightly stunned. "Why... are you looking at me like that?"

Baili Pangpang closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

What does it mean that a Cheng Yaojin appears unexpectedly?

My sister Jialan finally came across such an opportunity, and just when the rice was about to be cooked, it was robbed halfway...

Baili Pangpang opened his mouth and was about to say something when a slight sound came from Lin Qiye's body, as if something was broken, and the crisp sound echoed in the warehouse.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful mental force wave erupted with Lin Qiye as the center!

Jia Lan, who was holding Lin Qiye, suddenly froze in place.

"Breakthrough?" Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qiye with surprise in his eyes.

There was no longer any turbidity in Lin Qiye's eyes, instead there was an unprecedented clarity. Wisps of light bloomed from his pupils, and vaguely, one could hear a sound like the rushing sea coming from his body.

Originally, Lin Qiye's bottleneck had already loosened. This time, the large dose of mental pollution, coupled with the sword energy of the Sword Saint, completely broke through the last layer of window paper. The spiritual flow in Lin Qiye's mind finally converged into a vast ocean.

Lin Qiye, entered the "sea" realm.

He fell lightly from Jia Lan's arms to the ground, took a deep breath, and let the turbid air hidden in his body flow into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled...

When he opened his eyes again, he felt that the whole world became much clearer.

"Not bad." Zhou Ping nodded slightly, "The breakthrough was faster than I expected."

Lin Qiye smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at Jia Lan behind him, "Thank you very much this time, Jia Lan."

Galan's expression was a little stiff, and after a long while, he hummed.

"Since, except Cao Yuan, almost all members have entered the 'sea' realm, it is time to enter the next stage of training..." Zhou Ping spoke thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something, and a distressed expression appeared on his face.

Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other, "Senior Sword Saint, what is the next stage of training?"

"The first stage is 'Sword Qi Tide', which will improve your spiritual power. The second stage is 'Individual Combat Ability', which will help you improve your shortcomings through sparring with each other. The third stage... is naturally 'Team Combat Training'."

"Team battle?" Baili Pangpang asked doubtfully, "Who are our opponents then? It can't be you, Senior Sword Saint, again, right? If we fight you, we will only be abused."

"No, your training opponents are not me." Zhou Ping said faintly, "It's those Night Watch teams numbered between 006 and 010."

"Night Watch Squad?!"

Now, shock appeared in everyone's eyes.

"So, we shouldn't..."

Zhou Ping nodded and said, "Go to the bases of the Night Watch teams numbered between 006 and 010 and have you fight them... But the 010 team stationed in Guangshen City seems to be still being reorganized, so your opponents actually only have four teams."

"We have to fight the Shangjing City Night Watch Team head-on..." Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "But there are only five of us in total, how can we fight?"

"The number of people you send out will be the number of people the Night's Watch team will send out to fight you." Zhou Ping paused, "At least that's what I plan to do."

Hearing this, Lin Qiye was stunned. "What do you mean you planned this way... Didn't the Night Watch leaders tell those teams?"

“…No.”

"..." Lin Qiye suddenly thought of a possibility, "Could it be that the top management didn't inform those teams that we have to challenge them?"

"Um."

“…”

The air fell into dead silence.

"We are going to rush to the base of the top ten teams in Daxia without them knowing anything, and then roll up our sleeves to fight them?" Baili Pangpang was shocked. "What's the difference between this and robbery?!"

"The difference is, we only fight, we don't steal things." An Qingyu said quietly.

"It's not that barbaric actually." Zhou Ping said with a struggle, "Ye Fan meant for me to meet with those teams, explain my purpose, and negotiate and finalize the details of the challenge..."

Cao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. As long as you reveal your identity as the Sword Saint, they will definitely not dare to disobey you."

"Ye Fan forbad me to reveal my identity." Zhou Ping added.

Lin Qiye: ...

Lin Qiye and others looked at each other silently.

Well, it’s better to just be reckless.

Lin Qiye and others have long experienced Zhou Ping's severe social phobia. He is a character who would run away after saying three sentences. Without revealing his identity, expecting him to negotiate and communicate with the Night Watch team who don't know their background... It would be good if the other party didn't kick him out.

Lin Qiye and others stayed with him for more than two months, but Zhou Ping's performance was only at the level of "not running away". After each get out of class, he would immediately return to his room and close the door. Except for necessary explanations, he would hardly take the initiative to communicate with them.

"Senior Sword Saint...Senior Sword Saint?" Lin Qiye couldn't help but speak when he saw Zhou Ping standing there like a sculpture.

"...Hmm?" Zhou Ping came back to his senses from his daze.

"Do we need to prepare anything? And when do we leave?"

"Oh... just prepare yourself. We'll leave tomorrow morning." Zhou Ping turned around and hurried to his room. "Pack yourselves. I have something to do..."

Lin Qiye: ...

Bang--!

Zhou Ping closed the door, and only Lin Qiye and four others were left standing in the open space of the warehouse, looking at each other.

"I feel that the biggest challenge of this third phase of training is not to defeat those teams, but how to let Senior Sword Saint communicate normally with other teams..." Cao Yuan said suspiciously.

"No, how to make him communicate with other teams is not the biggest problem." Baili Pangpang said seriously, "The biggest problem is how to prevent him from sneaking away during this process..."

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