When Shen Yiping's limit was almost reached, Song Yizhi stopped.
Having gained a lot, Shen Yiping found an open space to sit down and began to review his shortcomings in the previous competition.
Song Yizhi turned to look at Shen Bu, his bright eyes full of expectation, "Uncle, do you want to compete with me?"
"Let the fifth elder come." Shen Bu said.
He is not ready for that yet.
After all, in his eyes Zhizhi is still the fragile little girl.
Song Yizhi shrugged his shoulders, and then turned his attention to Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "It'll take two days."
Before he finished speaking, Rong Yueyuan walked up and took the long sword from Song Yizhi's hand, and then pulled her to say goodbye to Shen Bu.
When the two left the main peak, Song Yizhi dragged Rong Yueyuan and refused to leave.
Rong Yueyuan stretched out his arms, picked up Song Yizhi and walked towards Jiaoyue Peak.
Song Yizhi huddled in Rong Yueyuan's arms, found a comfortable position and closed her eyes to rest. After a long time, she asked, "Is everything taken care of?"
Rong Yueyuan responded and said as he walked, "It's all taken care of, and the Discipline Hall will be over soon."
Song Yizhi responded.
After returning all the way to Bright Moon Peak, Rong Yueyuan found that the person in his arms had fallen asleep.
Rong Yueyuan carefully placed Song Yizhi on the bed. Looking at the person who had turned his back to him, he bent down and pulled the neatly stacked quilts to cover Song Yizhi.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was sleeping soundly, Rong Yueyuan got up and left the house towards the weapon refining room.
By the time Song Yizhi woke up from his sleep, it was already several days later.
Song Yizhi woke up for a while, and when she lazily turned over and looked around, she saw a man sitting on a futon not far away, meditating.
Looking at the man who had not changed at all, Song Yizhi looked at him quietly, lying on the bed for a while before getting up.
When Song Yizhi took the clothes on the side and put them on, Rong Yueyuan ended his meditation. He opened his eyes and looked at Song Yizhi who was getting dressed, and said in a warm voice, "Are you awake?"
Song Yizhi responded. She turned around and looked over while fastening her belt.
Rong Yueyuan stood up and walked over. When Song Yizhi tied his belt, he took out a storage bag and handed it over.
Song Yizhi took it, glanced inside with his consciousness, and was immediately shocked by what was inside.
The neatly stacked boxes are full of all kinds of hairpin jewelry. With so many things, has he been refining weapons for the past seven years?
"Why so many?" Song Yizhi looked up at the man in front of him, with surprise in his eyes.
Rong Yueyuan magically took out a long hairpin and put it in Song Yizhi's bun, and then replied, "It's not bad."
Song Yizhi sighed helplessly, and then put the storage bag into the storage bracelet.
"I think you might need this." As he said that, Rong Yueyuan took out a long sword.
The snow-white long sword is somewhat similar to Wen Xue, but compared to Wen Xue, this sword has two words in it, unruly.
Song Yizhi reached out to take it and felt the sword's rejection of him, followed by a fierce and swift sword energy.
"Good sword." Song Yizhi tightened her fingers, and the fierce sword energy made her arms tremble slightly.
Rong Yueyuan responded, looking at Song Yizhi who could hold down the sword, and said, "There was a lot of material left when we made Wen Xue, so I made this sword easily."
This sword is a bit more ferocious than Wen Xue, and it has been kept by him in the back mountain for these years.
Originally, I planned to give this sword to Zhizhi after making slight changes, but Zhizhi went to the secret realm, so it was moved to now.
Song Yizhi responded, then she let go of her hand, and the ferocious long sword floated quietly in the air.
Song Yizhi took a drop of blood and dropped it on the sword.
The blood soaked into the long sword, and the snow-white long sword burst out with a white light, and then the long sword passed through a white light and disappeared into Song Yizhi's eyebrows.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, then put his hand down and looked at Rong Yueyuan, asking, "Does this sword have a name?"
"No." Rong Yueyuan said.
Song Yizhi walked up and took Rong Yueyuan's hand, and said as he walked out, "Take one?"
Rong Yueyuan fell into deep thought.
When they reached the open space, Song Yizhi took out his new sword and said, "Come on, let's have a fight."
Rong Yueyuan responded and then took out Wen Xue.
Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar moves on the other side, Rong Yueyuan quickly came to his senses.
Zhizhi may have added one and a half moves to his sword moves.
After a fight, Rong Yueyuan was defeated with only half a move.
Song Yizhi bent his eyes, with a look of pride and pride on his face, "How do you like it? Do you accept it or not?"
"I accept it." Rong Yueyuan said seriously, "But if I try it again, I may not lose."
Song Yizhi was not upset. She knew that Rong Yueyuan was telling the truth. The fact that she could win with half a move was just the first time he had seen such a sword move. She was victorious because of the surprise.
Now that Rong Yueyuan has figured out how his sword moves are, if he fights for a second time, he may not be able to win.
"I said before that your sword skills are still lacking a little, and now I have made up for that." With that said, Song Yizhi quickly retreated and distanced himself from Rong Yueyuan.
Then, the long sword in her hand moved.
After completing a complete set of sword skills, Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything, but just moved his sword.
Relying on his extraordinary memory, Rong Yueyuan learned the swordsmanship that Song Yizhi demonstrated once and for all.
Rong Yueyuan knew that his swordsmanship was lacking, but it was hard to find that deficiency. He thought about it countless times, but in the end he felt that it was still lacking and did not choose to use it.
Now Song Yizhi's half-movement was actually perfectly matched with his own swordsmanship.
After the first pass, Rong Yueyuan did not stop, he started the second pass of the sword technique.
Looking at the man who seemed to be in a state of enlightenment over and over again, Song Yizhi silently walked to the side holding his long sword and sat down.
When Wei Ling and Bai Liqi were let in by Song Yizhi and walked along the mountain road, they saw Rong Yueyuan practicing swordsmanship with Wen Xue in his hand. There was no wind around him but his clothes were flying.
Wei Ling and Bai Liqi moved to Song Yizhi together.
"The sword skills of the fifth elder are really amazing." Wei Ling spoke in a controlled voice, unable to hide the admiration and awe in his tone, "Even from such a distance, the sharpness of the sword energy is still like a knife. This sword energy, this time
With just one move, he deserves to be the best in swordsmanship!"
Baili Qi on the side nodded in agreement.
"Are you here to flatter me?" Song Yizhi joked.
Wei Ling glared at Song Yizhi, and then said, "We came to you to discuss with you."
They didn't know what kind of strength Song Yizhi was, but Song Yizhi's opponents all started out as Nascent Souls. They were really worried about Song Yizhi, so they came over after training.
"It's not urgent." Song Yizhi said with a smile, "It's such a good opportunity, why don't you secretly learn a trick?"
Wei Ling turned around and looked over. The one and a half moves she could still see clearly now only had an afterimage. She could clearly see the figure of the fifth elder, but she could no longer see the sword moves clearly.
At the same time, the wind swirling around Rong Yueyuan was also spreading to all directions.
"You can't see clearly at all!" Wei Ling moved behind Song Yizhi, "How can I learn if I can't see clearly?"
Song Yizhi waved his hand, and a barrier appeared to cover them, preventing Wei Ling and Wei Ling from being injured by the wind blade rolled up by the sword energy.