"You guys, who used to be so arrogant, now finally understand that there are always people better than you, right?"
"Hehe, you're so arrogant all day long. People who don't know you would think you're invincible!"
"Among the thousands of new disciples of Tongtian Sword Sect, you are the most talented and capable ones, but there is more than just one sect in the Tiannan Region!"
On the way back to Tongtian Sword Sect, in the flying boat, seeing that they had left the gate of Shengji Sect, Deacon Wu immediately scolded the group of freshmen who were hit hard.
Looking at those young faces that lowered their heads, feeling hit hard and a little ashamed, Deacon Wu felt a sense of relief in his heart.
Don't think he doesn't know. On the surface, these guys flatter him for having fought with that guy before and still being able to survive, and sigh that they have become a legendary figure.
But in reality, they made up stories about themselves in the mainland, saying weird things like they threw a dart from eight hundred miles away and gained some victory.
He was so angry that he crushed the cup in his hand while eavesdropping on the incident.
What the hell, if he could throw a dart 800 miles, why would he sit here? He could just use one finger to kill you thousands of times! What's more, although that person was at the same level as them, he had already shown his invincible style of sweeping everything! He threw a dart and was able to run away, which was already very good! Deacon Wu wanted to teach these guys a lesson, but he felt it was a bit inappropriate.
What's more, these geniuses looked arrogant and had contradicted him several times. Deacon Wu felt that his educational efforts would not be very effective.
So he turned around and went to the Shengji Sect to pay homage, and in the name of training, he let these brats fight with the Shengji Sect's outer disciples.
The final result,
Don't be too happy about that.
Watching these guys who were arguing about him being pressed and rubbed by the geniuses of the same generation in the Shengji Sect, Deacon Wu felt as refreshed as if he had taken a sip of iced sour plum soup on a hot day.
"Okay, you guys don't have to be too depressed. Below the Grandmaster level, everything is just the basics."
"It's no big deal to fall behind for a while. At most, we can catch up."
"Even people who perform extremely well in the realms of internal organ training and innateness may not be able to have smooth sailing after becoming a grandmaster. It is not uncommon for them to become lost in the crowd halfway through."
"The road of martial arts training is a long competition. They have only walked a little further than you. When the time comes, you just need to work harder and make up for the gap."
After giving them a harsh reprimand, the atmosphere among the young freshmen who were looking down became even more depressing.
Deacon Wu also had to restrain his gloating mood, stopped preaching and gave some encouragement.
It would be terrible if the suppression was too severe and these geniuses could never recover.
When it comes to education, the right way is to relax accordingly and remedy the situation quickly and immediately.
"Master Wu, were the opponents of the same generation that you faced so terrifying back then?"
"Of course! You also know what a fierce man our generation was. How could the competition not be fierce?!"
"But I heard that before that person appeared, the young disciples of Shengji Sect had always been suppressed and beaten by the other major sects!"
"Why is there such a big gap? Could it be that the inheritance of Tongtian Sword Sect is not as good as that of Shengji Sect? Oh, I feel like I may have entered the wrong sect."
"Is it possible that because Shengji Sect has risen in recent years, the quality of the talents it recruits is also higher?"
A group of newcomers were chattering away, and the topic was becoming more and more outrageous.
This made the black lines on Deacon Wu's forehead even darker.
Just as Deacon Wu opened his mouth, suddenly,
A clear voice like the sound of a sword came out: "That's because a few years ago, that person made some improvements to the sect's basic cultivation method. With his vision, the cultivation method he created, even if the younger generation he trained can't reach his level back then, they are much better than those outside."
Deacon Wu was startled and looked up suddenly, heading in the direction of the sound.
As the flying boat penetrated, a figure wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword was seen standing on the bow with his hands behind his back and his back to them.
"Thank you, Masato?!"
Although only his back could be seen, the terrifying sword-wielding aura emanating from his body was something he had seen in action more than a year ago, so he was recognized immediately.
Deacon Wu's eyes widened and his voice trembled slightly.
Xie Qingtian's appearance was undoubtedly beyond his expectations.
I was a little flustered for a moment.
Although he and Xie Qingtian were warriors of the same generation, they had competed and fought against each other in the same secret realm more than ten years ago.
But now, there is undoubtedly a huge gap between them! "It's him!"
"Why is Master Xie here?"
"I heard that Master Xie and Master Wu are warriors of the same generation."
The freshmen of Tongtian Sword Sect were trembling with fear, but they also discussed in low voices.
Although Xie Qingtian is not as famous as Yang Qingyun, his brilliance is almost completely overshadowed by the latter.
But for them,
In just twenty or thirty years, Xie Qingtian had entered the virtual realm, and he was still a peerless figure that they could only dream of!
"Don't panic, everyone. I was just about to go to Tongtian Sword Sect to visit an old senior, and I just happened to meet you, so I'm going to go with you. Do you mind?"
"Of course not. I was originally worried that I might run into danger on the road because of the previous incident. Now that I have you here, I don't have to worry about that."
Deacon Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Shengji Sect, inside the secret realm of Dongtian,
In the void, countless chaos storms swept through, shaking the vacuum.
Yang Qingyun, who was suspended in the void, suddenly opened his eyes .
The black and white colors intersect and rotate with each other like a Tai Chi disk, reflecting the incredible and terrifying essence of life and death.
As the aura around him emanated, the chaotic storm that was originally boiling around him also stopped at this moment, as if it was suppressed by this terrifying force !
“Finally it’s done!”
Feeling the terrifying power contained in his body that made the entire heaven and earth tremble, a hint of joy flashed through Yang Qingyun's heart.
The power of the magical martial art of Great Cycle of Life and Death was beyond his imagination!
Now, if he were to face Gu Wanchun from Fenglei Pavilion again, this one move alone would be enough to kill him on the spot!
certainly,
This is the case when the opponent does not dodge. In a real battle, things are unpredictable and moving and dodging is normal, so the so-called instant kill of Gu Wanchun is only in theory.
However, its power is real.
With this killer move as his trump card, his strength is undoubtedly even stronger.
From now on, if I find myself in an inconvenient situation, I will finally have a way to end the battle!
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