(I'm already vomiting blood, but I still can't ask for your vote?)
The lecture hall on the first day passed by without any surprises. If it was about topicality, it was none other than Liang Qiufeng, who received overwhelmingly negative criticism.
"Senior Brother Xiao, tell me, is this guy's attitude worth your efforts to cultivate?"
Above the inner palace, Wu Gumei found Xiao Jihai and was still not angry.
Xiao Jihai sat and chuckled: "Junior sister, maybe you misunderstood him."
"Misunderstand?"
Wu Gumei couldn't help but open her eyes wide.
"When he came to the stage, he probably wanted to figure it out first, so he didn't start to crack it. Well, that should be the case."
Xiao Jihai spoke eloquently.
Wu Gumei quit: "Senior brother, did that kid fill you with ecstasy, causing you to always say good things for him?"
Xiao Jihai's face straightened: "Junior sister, if you don't believe it, just wait a little longer. Liang Qiufeng will definitely try to crack the sword hall in the next two days."
Wu Gumei said angrily: "Brother, I will use facts to prove that this time, you are definitely wrong. That guy is not a genius at all, and he is not even considered a talent."
Xiao Jihai raised his eyebrows: "How about we make a bet?"
"Just bet, what to bet on?"
"A low-grade mystical sword."
Mysterious weapons, beyond the existence of secret weapons, are of great value. A low-grade sword of mysterious weapons can be sold on the market for about three thousand spiritual meters.
"Okay, let's bet on this... Hey, no, senior brother, do you want to win a sword and give it to that kid?"
Wu Gumei quickly realized - given their status, they no longer looked down upon mere low-grade mystical swords.
Xiao Jihai smiled and said, "Can't you?"
Wu Gumei curled her lips and said, "I'm just afraid that you will be very disappointed then."
"It doesn't matter even if you are disappointed. You can't dare to hope because you are afraid of disappointment. Rain is coming, and dark clouds are coming over the city. As an elder, you can do whatever you can for the future of Jianfu. Now, the choice is for
For you and me, these are very luxurious things."
Hearing what he said in a depressed and deep voice, Wu Gumei said coldly: "Wherever we are, Jianfu will be there. I don't believe that in next year's Huangzhou Sect Competition, Tiandu Sect can swallow us up and not choke it to death."
Hearing this, Xiao Jihai showed a wry smile.
In troubled times, the overall situation is in turmoil, and it is not the so-called strength of character that can turn things around.
Strength, only enough strength.
But, where is the strength?
…
In the early morning, a cold rain began to fall. It was not very heavy, and the rain was all over the sky, carrying the cold wind, blowing on people, making it very cold.
Liang Qiufeng woke up on time, had breakfast, put on a bamboo hat, and went to the sword performance field as usual. He sat down in the same place and waited for the ringing of the sword practice bell.
The rainy day did not affect the sword-practicing interest of the Jianfu disciples. As a martial artist and a swordsman, how could he not practice swordsmanship because of the bad weather, regardless of rain or shine?
After practicing the sword, it’s time to lecture in the sword hall.
Lecture Hall on the second day.
Today Wu Gumei explained the secrets of swordsmanship for an hour, and then allowed everyone to ask questions freely. After that, it was time to solve sword problems.
"Elder Wu, let me give it a try."
The one who stood up was inner disciple Wu Qingfeng. He advanced to the seventh level of strength five years ago, but was trapped here and has been unable to break through.
The potential has been exhausted.
However, Wu Qingfeng is not willing to stop here for the rest of his life. In recent years, he has traveled around in search of opportunities.
The annual Sword Lecture Hall is an opportunity.
He couldn't crack the "Thirty-Six Swords of Chasing the Wind" before, but that didn't mean he couldn't crack "The Thirty-Six Swords of Chasing the Wind". How could he be willing to do it if he didn't give it a try?
Wu Gumei said: "Okay, come up."
Wu Qingfeng strode up to the podium, stood in front of the sword, concentrated his energy and mind, and started to crack it——
The hall was dark, and everyone was looking eagerly, focusing on him.
No one dares to speak out, this is discipline.
Zhou Wenbo felt vaguely nervous. He never wanted to see Wu Qingfeng solve the sword problem. If anyone else could pose a threat to him, it would be Wu Qingfeng.
Lan Lingling stretched out her hand, took his hand, squeezed it gently, and said "don't worry".
——No matter how you look at it, Wu Qingfeng does not have the ability to solve the sword problem.
…
The world suddenly changed and the sky was filled with dark clouds.
The dark clouds are layer upon layer, so thick that I don’t know how many millions they weigh, and they change endlessly in an instant. One moment they form the shape of a human, another moment they form the shape of a horse, and the next moment they transform into a soaring eagle...
People stood below and looked up, dazzled.
The mind can't help but slowly immerse itself in it; the state of mind changes with the changes in the shape of the clouds.
A strong wind blew up, causing the leaves all around to rustle.
The sound is so confusing that people can't tell which leaf is ruffling and turning in the wind.
Crack!
In the midst of the storm, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded, followed by an electric snake waving its teeth and claws, very ferocious.
The scene became eerie and terrifying.
call!
A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm seemed to have eyes, falling from the sky and striking down on the head——
"ah!"
Wu Qingfeng screamed and subconsciously took three steps back, almost losing his footing and stepping off the podium.
His face was pale, and beads of cold sweat as big as soybeans rolled out from his forehead.
Wu Gumei said: "Wu Qingfeng, you have failed, please retreat first."
Wu Qingfeng seemed not to hear, his eyes were wide open and covered with red threads, and even his face looked a little distorted.
Wu Gumei frowned: "Wu Qingfeng, step back."
"No, I haven't failed yet!"
Wu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, stepped forward again, and drove his thoughts into the sword title:
Dark clouds are gathering, the wind is howling, and there is lightning and thunder!
All kinds of visions of heaven and earth suddenly condensed and turned into real entities, overwhelming the sky and the earth, crushing people into powder.
"ah!"
Wu Qingfeng screamed, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed onto the stone wall. The bloody red spots were shocking.
The disciples sitting in the hall watching were all shocked.
"Wu Qingfeng!"
Wu Gumei reacted quickly and immediately took action, sealing Wu Qingfeng's three acupuncture points and making him unconscious first to prevent further mental breakdown.
"Today's lecture on sword hall ends here."
Without saying a word, he held Wu Qingfeng in one hand, spread out his ghostly movements, and ran towards Jianfu Medical Center.
The incident happened suddenly, and all the disciples looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and then started shouting like an explosion. When their eyes touched the leaf sword inscription on the stone wall, they were as scared as a tiger.
Although Wu Qingfeng suffered backlash and was injured because he didn't know how to advance or retreat and was determined to show off his strength, this sword title was too fierce and worthy of being a mid-level Xuan-level swordsman.
In this case, who would dare to go up and try?
Zhou Wenbo's heart moved, and he suddenly stood up, walked to the podium gracefully, stood still, and said loudly: "Brothers, please be patient. I deeply regret that Senior Brother Wu made an unexpected mistake. However, we should never be
I was intimidated by the sword questions and lost confidence. So I decided that tomorrow, the last day of the sword hall, I would go all out to crack "The Thirty-six Swords of Chasing the Wind". I would fight for myself, for everyone, and to rectify my reputation.
"
"Okay, Senior Brother Zhou said it well!"
Some people immediately clapped their hands and applauded, causing a lot of admiration.
It has to be said that Zhou Wenbo played this move extremely beautifully and won a lot of praise.