Chapter 111 Reminder
"Old Yu, you are talking nonsense, right? Even a master swordsman may not be able to master the sword will. Is this a power that warriors like us who are not even innate can master?"
After a moment of silence, someone finally couldn't help but speak.
The one who can stand out from the thousands of people in the Changchun Temple Branch Courtyard and stand here is definitely not a mediocre person.
Naturally, I know what the will of kendo represents.
"Hey, what you said is true. Isn't there someone around us who showed his sword will in the ring not long ago? At that time, he was still in the blood exchange stage!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Qingyun, who was standing quietly aside and eavesdropping, was suddenly surrounded by pairs of gazes.
?
What does it have to do with me?
In a moment,
Yang Qingyun suddenly felt that the melon rind in his hand no longer smelled good.
"Don't count me in. The move I used at that time was a secret technique that I had been accumulating for several months before I was able to unleash that strike at the right time and in the right place. I am still a long way from truly mastering the will of the sword."
He calmed himself down and explained aloud.
"That knife attack was just an accident. It cannot be generalized. As for me now, I can no longer display the will of the sword."
"I see!"
Everyone around suddenly realized,
The look as if he was looking at an alien finally dissipated a lot.
"That being said, with Brother Qingyun's talent, I think he will be able to reach that level soon!"
Shen Yanzhao said with a smile.
"Brother Shen, you are flattering me. How can it be so easy to master the will of the sword? I am still confused about the future and have no idea at all!"
Yang Qingyun shook his head and a "bitter smile" appeared on his face at the right time.
Then he looked at Yu Wenhao and asked:
"I wonder who is the one who mastered the will of the sword and defeated Ouyang Qing?"
"Xie Qingtian, the young master of Qi State's Divine Sword Villa, is said to be born with a sword bone. After entering the sect's lower house, the Jixia Academy in Qi State, no one can be his opponent!"
Yu Wenhao's face was solemn and his voice was heavy.
"In fact, according to gossip, Ouyang Qing not only lost to Xie Qingtian, but also lost several games to other people, all of whom were outstanding geniuses from the lower houses of other countries. It seems that Ouyang Qing's Taoism was even hurt, and he has been in seclusion for most of the day and has not appeared in public."
"In our generation, there are many extraordinary geniuses. As a result, the strength of our group of people in Changchun Temple ranks behind those of the lower houses of the seven countries."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a dead silence all around.
Everyone was breathing heavily, feeling an extremely heavy pressure, and no one spoke.
"Alas, with my strength, I am one of the best in Changchun Temple, but I didn't expect to fall behind once I entered the sect. I really can't accept this!"
After a long time,
Someone sighed.
They were once the proud ones.
But among these outer sects, who is not a genius?
Looking at the entire outer door,
They are just one of the ordinary people.
The gap from being a genius who was the focus of everyone's attention to becoming an unknown ordinary person was simply hard to accept.
"Yes, all the geniuses of the seven countries are gathered here. It's a bit despairing just to think about it."
For a time,
Everyone around was feeling a little depressed.
However, during this time, Yang Qingyun's mood did not change much.
He had experienced things far more cruel than this .
In the previous life, it was obvious that a great era was approaching, but because of his physical condition, he could only stay where he was, and slowly went from a first-rate warrior to a second-rate, then to a third-rate, and even to an ordinary mediocre warrior. He watched others reach higher peaks, while he could only stay where he was, with no hope of moving forward.
The blow of this gap is much greater than theirs.
"By the way, Brother Qingyun, I heard a piece of news. It seems that someone has set their sights on you and wants to snatch your title of elite outer disciple. Be careful later."
Suddenly, Yu Wenhao seemed to remember something and reminded Yang Qingyun.
"Take my place?"
"Yes, it seems that because elite outer disciples have some extra benefits and some unknown advantages, there are rumors outside that you are only at the blood exchange stage, and they may not know your strength."
"Thank you, Brother Yu, for the reminder."
Yang Qingyun also looked solemn and nodded to thank the other party for the reminder.
"You're welcome."
Not long after,
Three figures flew in from the distant sky, and a majestic aura swept over like the harmony of heaven and earth, and the rolling momentum covered the sky like a sea tide.
A Xiantian Realm expert! The square suddenly became quiet.
One after another,
There were three figures, all wearing the inner sect's green robes with white crane patterns, landing on the high platform. The leader, a man with a tall crown on his head, took a step forward.
"The elders will be here soon, please find a good seat first!"
"Elite outer disciples, come to the front!"
The crowd began to surge, and under the adjustment of the three inner disciples on the platform, figures soon stood in an orderly manner on the huge square.
Yang Qingyun was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the fourth row at the back.
Beside him was Ning Que, the quick swordsman whom he had met several times.
The other party gestured to him, and Yang Qingyun nodded in response.
In the entire square, no one spoke except the sound of footsteps adjusting their positions.
However, Yang Qingyun noticed a somewhat subtle scene.
In the front row, Ouyang Qing sat in the fourth seat on the right side of the middle.
Although I can only see the other person's back,
But Yang Qingyun felt that
Ouyang Qing probably didn't look very happy at this moment.
If he guessed correctly,
The one in the middle should be the strongest among all the new outer disciples.
The stronger the strength,
The closer you are to the center, the more directly you face the deacons and elders, which will undoubtedly be a greater benefit for you.
If this is the case, doesn't that mean that Ouyang Qing's strength is only ranked around the sixth or seventh place? Such a large sect has many geniuses.
Although I have taken a few steps ahead, I cannot be arrogant.
Yang Qingyun recalled the terrifying strength that Ouyang Qing had demonstrated in the past. At this moment, he had to take a back seat. He could not help but be secretly alert in his heart.
"During the time I was in seclusion, there should have been a battle between them, so they naturally determined their own strength positioning in this way."
Yang Qingyun's eyes flashed and he thought in his heart.
I think,
A lot of things must have happened within this month.
It's a pity that at that time, he was working hard to temper his body and advance to the organ training stage.
Just as Yang Qingyun's thoughts were diverging,
Not long after, a stream of light came rolling in with boundless power that seemed to crush the heavens and the earth, cutting through the sky. In just a few breaths, it crossed a distance of thousands of feet and fell into the field from the edge of the sky!
A middle-aged warrior with a dignified appearance and a goatee under his chin appeared on the platform.
"Welcome, Elder!"
The three inner disciples standing at the bottom of the platform bowed and saluted.
Seeing this, everyone in the square followed suit and shouted, "Welcome, Elder!"
The middle-aged man on the stage nodded with satisfaction.
"good!"
(End of this chapter)
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