Zhao Long didn't waste any time when he returned to the room. He immediately sat on the ice jade bed and began to practice the breath gathering technique and the Five Elements Escape Technique.
These two sword skills are life-saving skills. Unless someone's sword knowledge exceeds his, they will never discover it.
While Zhao Long was practicing these two sword skills, Zhang Jie outside the door also sat down patiently.
At this time, he felt a little excited in his heart, maybe the breakthrough opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time was about to arrive.
No one desires a breakthrough more than him. He has been stuck in the realm of the Sword King Ninth Heaven for several years. If he does not break through, his lifespan will soon be over.
As for whether Zhao Long would tell him, he never had any doubt.
I believe that as long as Zhao Long is not a fool, he will definitely tell the truth.
After all, it is impossible for Zhao Long to joke with the lives of his family.
While Zhang Jie sat cross-legged and waited patiently, all the second-generation disciples of Daolong Sect who came from the top of the mountain gave up practicing.
Today, the vitality of heaven and earth has returned to its previous concentration. It is not as good as the top of the mountain, and practicing here is in vain.
However, Zhang Jie didn't leave, and it was hard for them to leave. But they were all wondering.
Why would their master wait patiently for a boy who had just reached the first level of sword master?
Moreover, when this kid broke through, he actually caused such a huge phenomenon in the world.
"Master, who is that boy? Why do you value him so much?" A second-generation disciple boldly stepped forward and asked.
Not only him, but also the low-level disciples around him stretched out their ears.
Perhaps because he was about to get a breakthrough opportunity, Zhang Jie was in a very good mood and rarely showed a smile: "Even though this kid is young, he is practicing the "Magic Sword Art"."
"No way?" All the second-generation disciples had heard the name of "Magic Sword Art" and naturally knew the history of the sect. They all opened their mouths in surprise.
However, the low-level disciples looked confused, obviously they didn't know much.
Zhang Jie didn't pay attention to the doubts in the minds of the lower-level disciples, and a joyful smile flashed across his face.
"You all saw it just now. This kid actually successfully reached the first level of sword master."
"It's actually like this!" At this moment, those second-generation disciples finally realized. It's no wonder that their master takes it so seriously.
Although hundreds of people have practiced the "Magic Sword Art" in the history of the Sword Dragon Sect, the dozen or so people who condensed the sword spirit all died without exception.
The kid in front of me successfully broke through, which proves that this technique is feasible.
Next, they all stopped talking and waited patiently one by one. Zhao Long in the small room was immersed in cultivation with his eyes tightly closed.
If there were outsiders present, they would be shocked to find that Zhao Long was not sitting on the ice jade bed.
Instead, it floats in mid-air, its body emitting a faint brilliance.
Suddenly, streaks of brilliance visible to the naked eye were absorbed into Zhao Long's body as if they were spiritual.
At this moment, Zhao Long's entire aura completely disappeared. If you didn't use your eyes to see, you would never notice Zhao Long's existence.
Zhang Jie, who was waiting outside the door, suddenly twitched his eyelids and opened his eyes. It turned out that he could still feel a little bit of Zhao Long's breath.
But just now he discovered that he was completely unaware of Zhao Long's existence.
"What's going on?" Zhang Jie's right eyelid twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
Although it had only been a day, he was already losing his patience.
Quickly standing up, Zhang Jie walked straight towards the hut, but he did not directly push away the hut.
Instead, he stood at the door and shouted: "Hey, boy, what the hell are you doing? Are you okay?"
Hearing Zhang Jie's call, Zhao Long, who had finished practicing the Breath Condensation Technique, opened his eyes and showed a strange smile.
Then he shouted back to Zhang Jie outside the door: "Old man, don't bother me, or I'll forget my experience!"
With such a threat from Zhao Long, Zhang Jie had to obey, but after all, he was a strong man from the ninth level of the Sword Emperor and was not that easy to bully.
He stood at the door and snorted coldly: "I advise you not to play tricks on me. Once the two days are up, even if you continue to hide inside, I will find you out."
After saying that, Zhang Jie ignored Zhao Long and returned to where he was sitting before continuing to sit and wait.
Zhao Long in the hut also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect Zhang Jie's sword sense to be so sensitive.
He noticed his aura just as it disappeared. But from now on, even Zhang Jie can't detect his aura.
With a chuckle, Zhao Long continued to practice the Five Elements Escape Technique, which is the highest skill for escaping. According to the principles of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, one can escape through everything.
Two days passed by in a flash, and Zhao Long finally succeeded in practicing the Five Elements Escape Technique at this time.
Of course, he is not as skillful as he used to be the Sword God in the past, but this does not affect his use.
I used my sword sense to detect the movement outside the hut. It was completely quiet. Both Zhang Jie and the other Daolong Sect disciples were sitting with their eyes closed.
Suddenly, Zhang Jie, who had been immersed in cultivation, opened his eyes and looked straight at Zhao Long with sharp eyes.
It was as if he noticed Zhao Long's sword sense. This frightened Zhao Long, and he hurriedly put away his sword sense and stopped probing Zhang Jie.
However, Zhang Jie outside the hut did not stand up. Instead, he looked thoughtfully in the direction of Zhao Long.
He muttered to himself: "It's strange, why did my heart seem to have been brushed by someone just now? Could it be that someone was observing me with knife sense?"
Soon, Zhang Jie directly denied his feelings: How is it possible? There are only a few people with the same cultivation level as me in the entire Southern Territory.
There is absolutely no one who is better than me. How could someone observe me without being noticed by me?
Zhao Long waited in the hut for a long time and was relieved when he saw that Zhang Jie still didn't move.
He knew that he used his knife sense to detect Zhang Jie without being noticed, but he didn't dare to continue to detect it now.
"The Breath Condensation Technique and the Five Elements Escape Technique have been successfully practiced. So, Sword Dragon Sect, goodbye. I'm going home."
Zhao Long chuckled, put away the ice jade bed and stuffed it into the storage ring, and then made a hand seal with both hands.
If any outsiders were present, they would be surprised to find that Zhao Long's body sank into the ground.
Zhao Long, who was sinking into the ground, scanned the mountainside with his sword sense and saw that everyone in the Daolong Sect was still immersed in cultivation.
Then he immediately fled down the mountain. His main purpose now was to evacuate the Zhao family before the Daolong Sect could react.
Now that he has no worries, he will no longer be afraid of the Daolong Sect.
At this moment, Zhang Jie was still sitting on the ground, but he suddenly frowned.
He opened his eyes and said to himself: "Strange, why am I always restless today? Could it be that I am too excited because I am about to make a breakthrough?"
Poor Zhang Jie didn't even know that Zhao Long was no longer in the hut and had left the Daolong Sect. Instead, he had been waiting outside the door stupidly.
Although it had not arrived completely in two days, Zhang Jie was no longer patient.
He stood up and shouted: "Boy, have you finished sorting it out? Come out quickly!"
The other second-generation disciples also stood up one by one and walked behind Zhang Jie. Time was running out, and this little time was dispensable to them.
However, after Zhang Jie's voice fell for more than ten seconds, there was still no response.
This suddenly gave Zhang Jie a bad premonition, and he shouted again: "Boy, answer me quickly, or I will rush in."
All the second-generation disciples gathered around Zhang Jie, although they already understood the importance of Zhao Long.
But I still feel that Zhao Long is too bold to confront Zhang Jie like this.
After waiting for a while, there was still no response from the cabin.
Long Hao walked up to Zhang Jie and said, "Master, could it be that this kid has run away?"
"Run away? With his first-level swordsman skills, could he run away under the eyes of so many of our masters?" Zhang Jie sneered disdainfully.
To be honest, Long Hao himself didn't quite believe in this judgment, but apart from this explanation, why did Zhao Long not agree for so long?
"Master, stop coddling this kid, let's rush in directly." A second-generation disciple with a hot temper shouted directly.
Zhang Jie pondered for a while, and then agreed to the disciple's suggestion. He walked straight to the hut and kicked the broken wooden door hard.
"Bang!" The small wooden door was kicked open in an instant. Except for a clean bed and wooden tables and chairs, there was nothing else.
"Where are the people!" Zhang Jie was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that there was no one in the room.
He had just vowed that there was no way Zhao Long could escape from under his nose.
But now that Zhao Long is indeed gone, it's like shooting himself in the foot.
Not only him, but also Long Hao and others who followed him had their mouths wide open. There were so many of them guarding Zhao Long.
He actually ran away anyway. If word spreads about this in the future, wouldn’t it make others laugh out loud?
"Zhao Long! Come out here. If you don't come out, don't blame me for being rude to your Hai family!"
Zhang Jie roared like crazy. He was about to open the treasure chest, but at this time the key was missing. How could this not make him angry?
The hut was so quiet that anyone could see it.
Zhang Jie is at the breaking point right now, and no one dares to touch him.
Master, I think that boy Zhao Long must have run away, but at this time, he must still be near Daolong Sect.
I immediately led people to chase me. Long Hao pondered for a moment and suddenly said, maybe he was the only one who dared to speak at this time.
"Okay, Long Hao, bring me someone to chase you immediately." Zhang Jie yelled through gritted teeth.
"Remember, you must bring him back alive to me! How dare you lie to me, I want him to die without a burial place!"
"Yes!" Long Hao responded, and immediately selected a few second-generation disciples to go with him to capture Zhao Long.
Seeing everyone leaving, Zhang Jie looked at the empty cabin and suddenly roared crazily.
The strong man's sword energy attacked everywhere, instantly causing this weak hut to collapse.
But Zhang Jie seemed to have not finished venting. He raised his head and looked at the blue sky and shouted angrily: "Zhao Long, how dare you lie to me? I will make your life worse than death!"
"Come here, go to Baihu City and capture all the Zhao family members!" Zhang Jie shouted coldly after venting his anger.
"Yes!" The remaining second-generation Sword King-level disciples all immediately flew up and headed for White Tiger City. This chapter has been completed!