Chapter 48 Transition, Seeking Branches
Chapter 48 Transition, Seeking Branches
In order to watch the fun, Han Yan got up early the next day and went to the martial arts training ground to watch Bing Linxuan give instructions to Xuanyuan Xingyao and others.
When Han Yan came to look for his apprentice, he learned that his apprentice had gone to the martial arts training ground. He immediately understood what was going on and shook his head with a helpless expression.
But what can I do since I have my own apprentice? I have to love him to the end even if I have to kneel down. I can only go with him to see it.
When Xuanyuan Xingyao saw Nangong Jing's eyes shining, he felt for some reason that he was like a dog seeing a bone.
Isn't it just practicing martial arts? Don't they attend classes and practice together every day? What's so good about it?
It wasn't until Xuanyuan Xingyao was reprimanded by Bing Linxuan because he didn't perform the sword moves Bing Linxuan had just taught him to the level that Bing Linxuan approved of. Seeing Nangong Jing's increasingly bright eyes, Xuanyuan Xingyao finally realized that he really wanted to laugh at him.
Bing Linxuan is usually very fond of his four disciples, but he is very strict with them when it comes to their cultivation.
Even the eldest disciple, Zhang Shumo, had already reached the peak of the War King realm and was treated with respect elsewhere. However, Bing Linxuan continued to scold him, making Zhang Shumo want to find a way to get in.
Fortunately, after scolding him, Bing Linxuan gave very careful guidance, and also praised Zhang Shumo for a few things he did well.
Bing Linxuan usually instructs his disciples according to the order in which they are accepted. After Zhang Shumo, the next person is naturally Mo Jiutian.
Although all four were ice warriors, their styles were somewhat different. Zhang Shumo's martial arts leaned more towards cunning; he didn't like to fight head-on, but preferred to use tactics to defeat others.
Mo Jiutian, on the other hand, just endured it head-on. He didn't like too many fancy things and preferred to use the simplest moves to fight with others.
Because of their different styles, Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian often argued about which fighting method was best. Of course, despite the arguments, their relationship was still very good.
Mo Jiutian is also the most aggressive martial artist among the four. He can be said to be a pure martial arts fanatic.
Anything that would interfere with his martial arts training was unnecessary for him. In fact, if his parents hadn't pressured him to get married, he wouldn't even want to get married. In his own words, he would have spent his time practicing martial arts.
Although they eventually got married, after the birth of his child, he felt that he had completed his mission and rarely returned. Most of the time, he was looking for people to challenge across the mainland, or looking for some more dangerous places to hone his strength.
Mo Jiutian usually has the longest training time, so he rarely fails to meet Bing Linxuan's requirements. It can be said that he is the one who is scolded the least among the four.
Bing Linxuan watched Mo Jiutian's smooth movements and nodded in satisfaction. After Mo Jiutian finished, he gave him a few pointers and let him pass. He then turned his gaze to his third disciple, Bai Yucheng, and unsurprisingly, Bai Yucheng was also reprimanded.
Because Wu Wei had followed Bing Linxuan for the shortest time, and because he came from a commoner family, he had been learning in school since he was a child, so his moves always had a bit of stereotyped flavor.
Bing Linxuan had scolded him for this many times, and this time was no exception.
"Wu Wei, I've told you so many times, don't be too rigid in learning each move, you have to incorporate your own ideas. If you just learn rigidly, you won't be able to break through to the highest level. Only by developing your own martial arts will you have the opportunity to break through to a stronger realm." Bing Linxuan said earnestly.
Wu Wei saw everyone looking at him, lowered his head in shame, and whispered, "I understand, Master."
Bing Linxuan saw all of Wu Wei's actions, shook his head and sighed in his heart. Wu Wei was good at everything except that he was too concerned about his reputation.
I don't know if it's because of my background, but I have a very strong sense of self-esteem. The martial arts are never smooth sailing, and sometimes having too much self-esteem is not a good thing.
After instructing all four disciples, Bing Linxuan turned his gaze to his new disciple. He said to Xuanyuan Xingyao, "Xingyao, practice what I taught you a few days ago and show it to me."
"Yes, Master." Xuanyuan Xingyao responded and pulled out the Cold Star, waving it in the training ground.
"Xingyao, you have practiced this set of sword moves quite well, but the transition between each move is a bit unfamiliar and stiff. If you really face the enemy, you will have died countless times. Don't do anything else in the next few days, just practice this sword move a few more times." Bing Linxuan said sternly to Xuanyuan Xingyao.
Xuanyuan Xingyao knew that his sword moves weren't yet as smooth as flowing water. So even after being scolded, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it and just responded obediently.
Bing Linxuan nodded in satisfaction at Xuanyuan Xingyao's obedient response. Of the five disciples, Xuanyuan Xingyao was arguably the most prestigious, yet he possessed none of the arrogance of a child of the royal family. This was arguably Bing Linxuan's favorite aspect of him.
After giving them all the necessary instructions, Bing Linxuan asked them to practice on their own and come back to him if they had any questions.
Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian, perhaps because they were the eldest and second senior brothers and joined the sect closer than they were before, or perhaps because they came from the same aristocratic families, their relationship was closer than the other two.
After Bing Linxuan announced that they would practice on their own, Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian looked at each other tacitly, and then they attacked almost at the same time and started practicing against each other.
Xuanyuan Xingyao originally wanted to practice the new sword moves taught by Binglin Xuan a few more times, but when he saw Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian practicing against each other, he immediately retracted Hanxing and watched the two of them fighting with shining eyes.
Although Nangong Jing was training as a summoner and didn't understand much about martial arts, it was a rare sight to see two War King-level people sparring with each other, so Nangong Jing still ran to Xuanyuan Xingyao and watched with him with great interest.
Seeing his two disciples sparring with each other, Bing Linxuan withdrew his foot which was originally about to go find his friends and stood quietly aside to watch.
Watching the two of them fighting back and forth, the fighting spirit brought out by their ferocious moves was also very strong. It was obvious that they had a very solid foundation. He nodded with satisfaction.
Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian may not be perfect disciples in Bing Linxuan's heart, but Bing Linxuan still has high expectations for these two disciples.
Zhang Shumo was just one step away from breaking through to the Battle Emperor stage. Mo Jiutian, though only in the late Battle King stage, had always employed a bold and aggressive fighting style, even rarely using wires. Most importantly, he was the type who grew stronger with each battle. Therefore, their sparring match was practically on par: you couldn't do anything to me, and I couldn't do anything to you.
At the beginning, Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian just wanted to have a little sparring match, but they became more and more excited, and finally they couldn't control themselves anymore. They fought for five days and five nights until they were exhausted.
During these five days, Nangong Jing and Xuanyuan Xingyao never left the martial arts training ground. Even their three meals were delivered directly to them. When they felt sleepy at night, they would meditate for a while.
Han Yan and Bing Linxuan did not try to ask the two to go back and rest. After all, they were still young and growing, but neither Xuanyuan Xingyao nor Nangong Jing agreed.
Han Yan was speechless when he saw Nangong Jing, who was watching with a radiant face. It was ok for Xuanyuan Xingyao to be a warrior, but why was Nangong Jing, a summoner, so fascinated by the fighting between warriors?
Although they had meditated and rested, Xuanyuan Xingyao and Nangong Jing were still a little exhausted after five days without sleep. So when Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian stopped fighting, they couldn't wait to go back to the palace to rest.
"This place is a bit far from where you live, so you can just squeeze in with me for a while and go back after you wake up." Nangong Jing yawned and said to Xuanyuan Xingyao, who was also tired.
For the summoner Nangong Jing, not sleeping for these five days was really too hard. If the duel between Zhang Shumo and Mo Jiutian had not been too exciting, Nangong Jing would have fallen asleep long ago.
Xuanyuan Xingyao didn't say anything but nodded. Although he was training to be a warrior, he had just entered the level of combat master and was not yet at the stage where he didn't need to sleep.
Nangong Jing brought Xuanyuan Xingyao to his bedroom in the Worship Hall. Both of them undressed and went to bed in a daze. They both fell asleep almost immediately after getting into bed, not even noticing Han Yan and Bing Linxuan coming in.
"It's still a bit too much of a stretch to not sleep for these five days. I really don't know what they are doing." Han Yan complained while carefully tidying up the quilts for Nangong Jing and Xuanyuan Xingyao.
Although Bing Linxuan felt a little sorry for Xuanyuan Xingyao, he was still quite satisfied that Xuanyuan Xingyao did not rest for several days in order to watch the competition. After all, only with a heart for martial arts can one go further.
"How can it be called foolish persistence? This is called a fighting spirit. If you can't even hold on for these few days, then when you encounter any difficulties in the future, will you have to avoid them as soon as possible?" Bing Linxuan retorted.
Han Yan snorted coldly at the words and was about to say something, but when he saw Nangong Jing humming a few times, he thought he had woken him up, so he quickly lowered his voice and pulled Bing Linxuan away. It's okay to quarrel, but not in front of your apprentice's bed. What if you wake him up?
Xuanyuan Xingyao's cultivation level was higher than Nangong Jing's, so he recovered faster. He recovered after just one night's sleep. When he woke up, he saw Nangong Jing still sleeping. He was even drooling.
Xuanyuan Xingyao didn't have a mysophobia, but he was quite clean. If it were someone else, he would probably be disgusted, but seeing Nangong Jing's cheeks flushed from sleeping, with a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, he just thought it was very cute and made people want to pinch him.
Xuanyuan Xingyao thought so in his heart, and his body also took action. Before Xuanyuan Xingyao himself could even react, the hand had already pinched Nangong Jing's cheek and forcibly woke him up.
When Nangong Jing woke up, he was still a little confused and had no idea what had happened.
When Xuanyuan Xingyao saw that Nangong Jing was woken up by his pinch, he suddenly felt guilty. Before the man could react, he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.
"Did you pinch my face just now? Why do I feel like someone is pinching my face?" Nangong Jing touched his cheek. Was it his illusion?
Xuanyuan Xingyao denied it repeatedly, "I didn't pinch your face. Did you fall asleep and dream that someone pinched your face?"
Nangong Jing completely trusted Xuanyuan Xingyao, so when he saw that he denied it, he touched his cheek without any doubt, looking confused as to whether he had really fallen asleep.
Worried that Nangong Jing would react, Xuanyuan Xingyao got up and put on his clothes while urging Nangong Jing, "Hurry up and get dressed. It's time to go to class."
Nangong Jing only reacted when he saw Xuanyuan Xingyao putting on his clothes. He responded and quickly got up and started to put on his clothes in a hurry.
Since Xuanyuan Xingyao was five years old, he has been doing all the small things by himself.
It wasn't that no one was waiting on him, it was simply that he didn't like having others help him put on his clothes. So he quickly got himself ready, and seeing Nangong Jing fumbling around in a panic, he couldn't bear to see it and stepped forward to help him put on his clothes.
Nangong Jing didn't expect Xuanyuan Xingyao to help him put on his clothes. He was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red. He was such a grown-up, but he still asked Xuanyuan Xingyao to help him put on his clothes. It was really embarrassing.
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