A whetstone?
What kind of whetstone can ignore protective qi?
Just because I'm not a swordsman doesn't mean you can bully me because I don't know anything about swordsmanship
However, since I didn't actually sense the uncontrolled explosive energy fluctuations of the forbidden artifact.
He didn't know what to say.
Mo Wen had already been carried away by one of the women in the group, while another person had already stepped onto the martial arts stage.
Because it adopts the sect competition format, Liu Yun can choose to continue fighting.
He hadn't expended much energy, so he decided to fight again.
This infuriated the disciples below who were eagerly waiting.
"Damn it! Can't you handle this?! Eating alone is a major taboo in the sect, don't you know?"
"You shameless bastard, get down here and let me do it!"
"I have never seen such a shameless person! Can't you see all these fellow disciples are waiting?!"
Liu Yun glanced at them smugly, but resolutely refused to go down.
Meanwhile, Mo Ling on the other side was so angry that her nose almost twisted out of shape.
I'm at least a mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. It's one thing for you to have a low-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, but what are you Golden Core cultivators yelling about?
He said in a cold voice, "Mo Ling, you have been cultivating for 45 years and are at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. If you're a piece of trash who hasn't reached the Nascent Soul Realm, don't talk nonsense. Be careful if you come up here and I beat you to death."
His shout offended a lot of people.
"What's so great about cultivating for 45 years to only reach the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm! Give me 45 years and I'll show you how to leave my body!"
"I'll distract myself so you can see!"
"What's there to brag about? I, at the Golden Core stage, can still beat you to a pulp."
Liu Yun reached out and pressed down, urging his fellow disciples to restrain themselves.
Once the noise subsided, he turned to Mo Ling and said, "I've already introduced myself, so I won't say anything more. But since you've spoken ill of my fellow disciples, I won't hold back later."
Mo Ling sneered and said, "Mo Wen, that big oaf, doesn't know how to break your technique, but I won't be like him."
Guo Huai stood up and said loudly, "Let's see who's the real fighter! The duel officially begins!"
Unlike Shenqing Zhenjun, Guo Huai paused for a moment when saying "beginning," but spoke "start" very briefly.
As if telepathically connected, Mo Ling on the arena transformed into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Liu Yun the moment the word "beginning" was uttered.
It was even a little unclear whether he rushed out when he said the word "open" or "beginning".
Mo Ling had a cold smile on his lips the whole time, and every move he made was a killing blow.
His previous confidence stemmed from his speed.
He was confident that he could charge straight at his opponent from the very beginning.
In close combat, the opponent had no chance to use that formation-like move.
And Liu Yun's situation was indeed as he had predicted.
Under the opponent's thunderous attack, Liu Yun indeed had no chance to use his sword skills.
But he didn't panic at all.
After all, do you still think I'm the same swordsman I used to be?
Liu Yun held his natal flying sword "Liu Yun" in his right hand and a baguette about a meter long in his left and right hands.
She danced and fought Mo Ling to the death, but she was not at a disadvantage at all!
Guo Huai and the three remaining members of his group stared at the scene in considerable shock.
When did sword cultivators become capable of close combat? And their swordsmanship remains so formidable?
The flying sword in his right hand is understandable, but what's that thing in his left hand?
Guo Huai was so angry that he gritted his teeth and couldn't help but curse inwardly:
"Is this damn Guiyi Sect actually allied with the Shushan Sword Sect? All the information they gave us was completely fake!"
However, he was truly wronged by Guiyi Sect. After all, who could have imagined that the Shushan Sword Sect would undergo such a great change so soon after the sect competition ended?
As the "culprit" behind this change, Ye Feng was watching with great interest from the stands.
He was also chatting enthusiastically with Qi Ye, Zhao Xing, and the others on the side.
Seeing Liu Yun occasionally rubbing his natal flying sword against his magic staff, Ye Feng smiled and asked:
"What's the name of Liu Yun's move? Is it called 'Sharpening the Sword Before Battle'?"
Qi Ye suppressed a laugh and said, "It's amazing that he came up with this idea. But it makes sense. After a natal flying sword is polished on a whetstone, it will have an excitation period of about 30 minutes. Not only will it be even sharper, but it can also stimulate the sword spirit's close combat intent."
Ningyue also spoke up, saying, "Junior Brother Liuyun has indeed made great progress. With the strength he has shown now, he is already comparable to me before the sect competition. If he had this level of strength back then, I believe we would have won more easily."
"It's mainly because Junior Uncle upgraded the food after we returned from the competition, which led to our greater improvement during this period."
Jue Ming's words drew nods of agreement from the others.
Although they were all injured during their time back, they did not neglect their cultivation.
Qi Ye and Ning Yue have successfully reached the advanced stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and they have each found their own path to the Out-of-Body Realm.
Jue Ming, Qing You, and Zhao Xing have all reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm and can break through to the higher stage at any time.
Even Yunxiu is about to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Although the other disciples' cultivation progress was slightly slower than theirs, the difference was not significant.
Ye Feng's cooking has narrowed the gap in their talents infinitely.
Shenqing Zhenjun occasionally couldn't help but fantasize that his Shushan Sword Sect might all be destined to become Great Emperors in the future.
How magnificent would it be if the whole family ascended to heaven at that time?
No wonder these people are so relaxed.
The clouds on the training ground were much more relaxed than they were.
Originally, sword cultivators would be in big trouble if they got close. But...
Ever since Ye Feng provided the sword-sharpening stone and Jian Qingfeng developed several close-combat techniques, the close-combat ability of sword cultivators has improved dramatically.
Wielding this first-class blade in the world, and unleashing its exquisite swordsmanship, its power is enough to rival that of the strongest close-combat sects!
Mo Ling's strength lies in her speed.
It was fast, the moves were quick, and the continuous flow was like rain pattering on banana leaves.
But Liu Yun was faster than him.
His physique, enhanced by Ye Feng's various delicacies, made him even more explosive and fast than Mo Ling.
When the longsword is wielded, it is like a curtain of light that cannot be penetrated.
While Mo Ling was recovering his energy, he immediately switched from defense to offense!
The unparalleled sharp sword quickly cut open several gashes on Mo Ling's body.
Mo Ling was filled with immense fear.
The opponent's sword strikes were faster and faster, giving him no chance to escape.
In this case, failure is only a matter of time.
A red light flashed in his eyes, and Mo Ling almost ground his steel teeth to powder!
He roared, "You forced me... um..."
He didn't shout out what he was going to say, because the baguette that had been used as a whetstone had already hit him on the head.
Liu Yun laughed triumphantly.
Although the battle was intense just now, I hadn't used this trump card.
After all, this guy has such a sharp tongue, how can we not poke a thousand holes in him?
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