Su Jing ignored Ren Duo and turned to look at Ren Chucheng. In just a short while, Ren Chucheng also had a new plan. He met Su Jing's eyes and said with a bitter smile: "Disciple never dare to make the first move.
If so, please ask Master Sheijian for advice. I just hope that I can resist and dodge one or two of your swords, so that my practice will be in vain."
Su Jing had ‘Ru Jian’ by his side, and no one in Lishan Realm dared to attack him, but Ren Chucheng was still able to block and dodge.
Renchoucheng was quite confident in his swordsmanship and bodywork. He was confident that even if he couldn't win this battle, he could at least draw it to a draw. Just imagine, Su Jing couldn't hit him even if he hit him, and Renchoucheng couldn't fight back.
In the end, it was a semblance of a draw, but it was Su Jing who was really embarrassed.
Su Jing showed some surprise: "You still want to compete? You should know that my swordsmanship is also very weak. If I don't control it well, I might really hurt you."
With such rogue words, Ren Choucheng could not be frightened away: "I only ask my master and uncle to teach me without hesitation, and I will have no regrets even if I die."
Su Jing turned to look at Ren Duocheng. When the master showed no expression, Su Jing looked at Ren Duocheng quietly for a moment, then suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "Why bother."
A real smile, the tiredness in the confused eyes on the face dissipated, replaced by clarity and heartiness. The smile that many people present still remember vividly when I first returned to Lishan said that I would take Fan Qiao into my family.
When Shui Lingjin gave the fish-seeking master a reward, Su Jing's smile was so happy and bright.
Qiang, a soft cry, Su Jing drew his sword.
There was a crisp sound, and Su Jing's hairpin suddenly broke. Her hair fell down and spread over her shoulders, and the wind blew through her long hair.
The smile disappeared, and his expression was as calm as still water; his eyes were clear and pure, almost reflecting the blue sky and white clouds above his head. With a sword in his hand, Su Jing changed.
An ordinary sword is not even a magical weapon, it is just a mortal weapon. A young monk who is barely in the third realm cannot open any of the main points or orifices in this realm. But the moment the sword is unsheathed,
, when the ordinary blade falls into the hands of ordinary people, the person is silent and the sword is cold!
Su Jing's voice was cold: "Two swords are thrust together in one thrust. If you don't see blood, I will lose."
Ren Chucheng's expression was cold and solemn, but he could not hide the contempt in his eyes. In his opinion, not only him, but all the ordinary disciples present had the same general thought: Su's behavior was too artificial.
But the advanced people at Guangmingding, many elders including Ren Duo, all changed their colors! They could see why the hairpin was broken, and they could see why Su Jing became quiet. This feeling came from the youth
The sharpness in my heart, this sword intention!
"Lost!" Before Chicheng nodded in agreement with Su Jing's words, Ren Duo was the first to admit defeat. He brought people to Guangmingding to embarrass Su Jing, not to let his disciples die.
Chicheng was quite surprised, but he didn't say much when the master spoke. He bowed to Su Jing and said: "Master, uncle, my master's skill, I am so convinced that this disciple has lost."
The long sword was returned to its sheath, and Su Jing turned back into the relaxed and confused young man, smiling and saying: "You're welcome, I'm leaving slowly without seeing you off."
"Disciple, there is one more thing I don't understand. Please give me some advice from my uncle." Chicheng was also smiling: "You always have 'Ru Jian' by your side, and you also have a sharp sword that can penetrate the sky. Yesterday you could have dismissed me with just a hand, so why bother?
Do you want to postpone it for another day?"
"I was really sleepy yesterday. I didn't want to draw my sword but just wanted to sleep." Su Jing responded lightly, nodded to the people in the crowd who knew him well, then turned around and returned to the small courtyard. With a bang, the courtyard door
He closed his eyes tightly and didn't say another word of greeting.
The ending of this teaching test was really inexplicable to many ordinary disciples. They simply attributed the reason why Jiulin Peak surrendered to 'Ru Jian': when Elder Ren saw Su Jing carrying that sign, he felt that the disciples could not fight back too much.
If you suffer a loss, there is no shame in admitting defeat anyway.
Ren Changcheng had the same idea and returned to Jiulin Peak without hiding his thoughts from the master: "I don't understand why the master has to admit defeat. With the disciple's Nine Turns Sword, it won't be a problem to deal with him for a while."
Ren Duo pointed at Ren Dongxuan next to him: "I have some important matters to deal with as a master, so go ask your senior brother."
Ren Dongxuan is the first disciple of Jiulin Peak. He knows that his master values this young junior brother very much, so he is very patient when speaking to Ren Cheucheng: "Junior brother is still inexperienced, and the surnamed Su showed his aura when he drew his sword. That is not pretentious, but
It is a true Qiyun Xingbu, which should never be underestimated."
Ren Chou was slightly surprised: "Sword intent?"
"Exactly." Ren Dongxuan nodded: "Su's swordsmanship is still a little immature, but his natural strength makes even my brother feel ashamed. This swordsmanship alone shows that his swordsmanship has been trained by Mr. Lu.
Zu taught me carefully. But he never mentioned this matter. Junior brother doesn’t know who he is. I have dealt with him before, and the man named Su really has a cunning mind."
Ren Changcheng was still a little unconvinced: "No matter how strong the sword intention is, it can't hurt the enemy. If we really let go and fight, I won't necessarily lose."
"The fact that he has mastered the sword intention is just one of the reasons why the master stopped the examination." Ren Dongxuan shook his head: "What's more important is that what he said about 'two swords combined in one thrust' is not about how many flowers he can pull out, but how many flowers he can pull out."
He really has two swords."
"After the man surnamed Su drew his sword, there was also a strange killing intent that was soft and tender from his arms. It was probably a soft sword such as sword feathers or sword leaves. It was just that the long sword was cold and cold at that time.
His sword intent burst out, covering up the energy of the other sword in his arms, making it impossible for my junior brother to detect it."
"Junior brother, do you understand now? He has already launched his second sword, but it hasn't hit you yet, but you are ignorant. If master hadn't interrupted in time, he would have been injured in the next moment as long as you nodded.
It's in his hands." At this point, Ren Xuan relaxed his tone: "Su's surname is inherently cunning. Junior brother is not experienced in the world, so losing to him is nothing. You should know that cultivation is ultimately determined by one's ability.
No matter how scheming Su is, he will still find it difficult to achieve anything, and he is nowhere near as good as you."
Renchou Cheng understood. After thanking his elder brother for his advice, he changed the subject and said with a smile: "Elder brother has a sharp eye, but I saw the expressions of everyone at Guangmingding at that time. There were very few juniors who could see through Su Jing's tricks. I
I feel that Senior Brother’s cultivation level is probably higher than that of the true disciples.”
Ren Dongxuan smiled and said noncommittally: "What's so good about being a true disciple? Nothing compares to following the master."
On the top of the bright light, scaring off a task is nothing more than a trivial matter. Su Jing is not affected at all, but Qiu Ping'an is so excited that he doesn't know why. He pulls the Black Wind Evil over and over, tossing and turning, and Su Jing takes 'Ru Jian' with him.
Regarding fighting: "How can Su Jing be like this? It's not honorable, he's not a man! How can he force someone to fight back?"
Heifengsha was so annoyed by him that he glared: "What do you mean? Are you dissatisfied with the lord?!"
Qiu Ping'an clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were round, and there was an indescribable brilliance in his rough appearance: "It's not that he's dissatisfied, it's that he feels like, oh my God, this is so fun! Really! How did he come up with it?
This is such a good idea?"
Heifengsha said in his mind, "You just figured it out because of shamelessness," and replied solemnly: "The master's mind is so scheming that others can't guess it."
Two demon slaves stood guard at the door and chatted. Su Jing meditated in the inner hall and continued his practice. Guangmingding returned to its former peace.
But only a few hours later, at midnight, Su Jing felt that the pores all over his body suddenly shrank, and the inexplicable coldness invaded his body, causing him to shiver. There was a bang and the protective red flames naturally moved, and enchanting fire snakes appeared one after another.
The enchanting sway protects the young man.
Su Jing suddenly woke up from trance. This was a warning sign.
The majesty of the evil spirit is coming, and a terrifying figure has already set foot on the Bright Summit!
How could there be danger in the hinterland of Lishan Mountain?
Before Su Jing could fully recover, Qiu Pingan's miserable howl and Black Wind's roar sounded together outside the courtyard door. Almost at the same moment, the door shattered and the stone wall collapsed. Su Jing saw Qiu Pingan and Qiu Pingan.
's back.
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