Chapter 18

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date="2020-12-24"

title="Chapter 18 "

weight="113465"

series = ["My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World"]

mode = "manual"

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"Naive!"

Liang Yuan turned his back, unwilling to say more.

Yu Xiaobao looked embarrassed, as if he thought Jingshan's words were reasonable, and ran back to bed to practice cross-legged.

As for the Poem Year, it was a thoughtful expression, and don't know what was thinking about?

After that day, the days seemed to calm down.

The pro-inherited faction never came to Jingyue again, and he mingled with his roommates every day.

At first, those people were a little stiff, but they couldn't stand Jingyue's thick-skinned face! Others chatted that he strongly inserted/entered, others practiced swords and he took the initiative to feed them, and they were eager to watch people during class breaks. Over time, apart from Liang Yuan who still said coldly to him, Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao became much more cordial.

Gradually, Jingyue also really felt the tense atmosphere of the inner door-disciples of various factions rarely communicated, and even lecturers from different factions were very "targeted."

He also learned that the Propaganda faction has the supply and experience opportunities provided by the Jindan real person; the aristocratic faction occupies the most deacon position in the inner sect; only the common people faction has nothing and only depends on the number of support.

Not suffering from lack and inequality is the source of contradiction.

But as long as it is a human being, there must be *** and favors, which are the root of "unevenness".

Jingyue didn't think about what to do, so she stayed at the inner door temporarily.

On this day, the weather was clear.

On the Cold Cloud Sect martial arts field, thousands of disciples sat in order.

Their cultivation bases are all below the third level of Qi training, and the lecturer on stage is the core disciple of the base building stage, and at this time is teaching the basic swordsmanship of Cold Cloud Sect.

I saw that the lecturer took the sword and asked, "Can someone come up and practice?"

In the audience, a disciple stood up and said, "Brother, can I do it?"

The lecturer nodded: "Of course, you pick an opponent."

The disciple said loudly, "Thank you, brother."

So, step by step, he came to Jingyue who was practicing himself.

"But Junior Brother Jingshan?"

Jingyue: "Exactly."

The other party arched his hands and said, "I am Long Ritian, and I practice Qi. Would you like to discuss with me on stage?"

"..."

Will Jingyue, who has been poisoned by Blue Phoenix for a long time, be unfamiliar with "Long Ritian"? Fortunately, he couldn’t let Blue Phoenix follow...

Jingyue pursed her lips, suppressing the corners of her mouth that she wanted to turn up, and said solemnly, "I don't want to."

Long Ritian: "..."

He did not expect that Jingshan would reject him in full view, and said, "Don't you dare?"

Jingyue: "Brother Long, you are really weird. You are already the second level of Qi training, why not find someone who is in the same level as you to learn? You have to find me, a junior with a lower level of cultivation? Could it be that you are afraid of them and want to take possession of me? Cheap?"

Long Ritian was blocked by Jingyue. He wanted to get angry and justify, but he didn't find any excuses for a long time.

Fortunately, the lecturer helped him out, "Jingjun is young but talented, and I would like to come to Jr. Dragon to fancy this. You have similar cultivation bases, and you don’t need to use magic techniques to learn from each other. Just click and stop. Don’t worry. ."

Jingyue stared at the lecturer for a long time. The other party was a member of the family, and if he cooperated with Long Ritian to force him, most of them were sent to find the fault.

In other words, want to put pressure on him.

He felt that Yu Xiaobao was secretly pulling the hem of his clothes, as if to imply that he would not go, but everyone had chosen a day to perform, how could he not join in?

"Then please." Jingyue stood up.

The two walked forward one by one, Long Ritian drew out the long sword, tilted his mouth and smiled evilly, "Jingjun, since you are worried that my realm is higher than you, how about I let you three tricks?"

Jingyue said smoothly: "Okay, thanks a lot."

"You're welcome, ah—"

Half of what Long Ritian said, the sleeves of his shirt had been pierced by the sword light. If he hadn't flashed fast, he would have his hands cut off!

What about the good point? !

He heard snickers from the crowd, and he was furious, and he lifted his sword.

"Senior Long, don't you want me to use three tricks? This is only one trick?"

"you shut up!"

Long Ritian swung a long sword and stabbed straight forward, Jingyue avoided it sideways, with the purple wooden sword in his hand, holding a touch of the opponent who followed.

When it comes to the basic swordsmanship of Cold Cloud Sect, I am afraid that no one in the world is more familiar than Jingyue. When he is familiar with Long Ritian's wrist, he knows what the other party is going to take. Long Ritian's butt is up and he knows what the other party is going to pull...

Well, anyway, it's too familiar.

Therefore, a weird scene appeared on the court.

People saw that Long Ritian, who had a higher cultivation base, was firmly suppressed by Jingshan. Not only did he fail to break the defense of the latter, but his clothes were also ragged, like a beggar.

If it hadn't been for Jingshan's mercy, he would have been unable to hold it long.

Everyone's discussion became louder and louder, and Long Ritian was anxious. He felt that he had fallen into the rhythm of Jingshan. No matter how he attacked, he was still in the calculation.

He couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of him. In desperation, Long Ritian had to take the sword and retreat, taking advantage of the gap to use his spiritual power, the long sword was released and shot towards Jingshan!

"Yeah!"

Yu Xiaobao screamed worriedly. He saw Long Ritian's sword quickly winding around Jingshan, and the sword shadow surrounded Jingshan, almost unable to see the people.

"Long Ritian is extremely talented in kendo, and he has been praised by real person Yan Qi. Once he activates his spiritual power, even people at a high level of sword power may suffer a loss. It is not something Jingshan who has a strong Qi training can stop. "Off the court, Liang Yuan commented.

Yu Xiaobao: "But A Jing is also very powerful. I really didn't expect him to have such a perfect sword path without using spiritual power. There is no flaw!"

Liang Yuan hummed habitually, but did not refute it.

Poetry Year: "But, now A Jing is in danger..."

But what is surprising is that Jingshan in the sword shadow shot like an electric, and it was airtight. The faster the sword shadow is, the faster Jingshan's sword dance moves, and the two swords intersect with each other to make a sound of "Qiangqiang", which is like a shower of rain, which makes the heart can not help but tighten.

Long Ritian felt that he was facing a towering cliff, and that kind of pressure could only be experienced by fighting Jingshan. His spiritual power was quickly consumed, and his body became more and more overwhelmed. If this continues, he will most likely be defeated!

Do not! He must not lose to this kid!

If this mission is not completed, he will definitely be punished! It will even affect his cultivation resources!

Long Ritian made a fierce stroke in his eyes, with two fingers, and then retracted his sword again.

When his sword was halfway back, a short sword suddenly spit out from the blade, and it attacked Jingshan with the speed of a flying star!

"not good!"

Yu Xiaobao and Shinian yelled nervously, and Liang Yuan also froze instantly.

Many people stood up in horror, even the lecturer had a solemn expression. Once this trick stabs Jingshan, he will definitely be seriously injured! When the real Wu Chen questioned him, Long Ritian might be fine as the side of the fight, but as a supervisor, he will definitely be blamed!

Originally they just wanted to make Jingshan shameless!

But at this time Long Ritian's expression is hideous, where can he remember what to stop? He was caught in the desire to defeat his opponent, and once again urged the long sword.

Two swords are short, one is long, one in front and one in the back, unstoppable, inevitable!

The lecturer was so anxious to grab someone, but saw Jingshan suddenly leaned back, his body soft like a puddle of water, almost parallel to the ground, and it was able to avoid the short sword aimed at his abdomen.

Immediately, he took advantage of his strength to turn over and fought, point his toes on the long sword that came back, and then jumped into the air, floating on the top of Long Ritian's head, holding the hilt with both hands upside down, lifting the sword to stab.

"stop!"

At this time, the point of Jingyue's sword was less than an inch away from Long Ritian's scalp. The latter could almost feel the chill of the sword's bones, and the whole body was already sweating coldly.

But the next moment, a light on his head, all killing intent disappeared instantly.

Jingshan's faint voice came in his ears, "Brother, let me go."

There was silence.

After a long while, Yu Xiaobao recovered his five senses and exhaled heavily with Shinian.

Liang Yuan recalled what he had just said and felt his face hurt...

Someone nearby took a breath, and said in surprise: "That Jingshan... is so strong! It is said that I was only eleven years old. When I was eleven years old, my bodywork was not yet complete."

"I've heard of him before, but this year the real people brought back a lot of disciples, and I didn't care. Now it seems that the next time the Inner Sect Competition will have one more rival!"

"He has such a talent, why should the pro-heritors embarrass him?"

"Don't you know? He refused the invitation of the pro-sect and said that he had nothing to do with him."

...

Listening to the discussion of the disciples, the lecturer couldn't help but glared at Long Ritian.

--idiot! This little thing can't be done well!

He walked up to Jingshan and reluctantly said: "This time, Junior Brother Jing won. It can be seen that the victory is not limited to the realm. If the cultivation level is not much different, as long as the moves are used properly, there is a chance to win the strong with the weak."

He paused, Yu Guang took a look at Jingshan, and suddenly said: "Mu Feng, you are exquisite in swordsmanship, would you like to practice with Junior Brother Jing and give pointers?"

A young man in white stood up and said, "Yes."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene was strangely quiet again.

Except for the pro-passion faction, the other disciples have two words in their minds-shameless!

It seems that the pro-passionists swear to fail to achieve their goals today?

Yu Xiaobao shook, and said softly, "Is that the legendary Senior Brother Mu who is invincible with Qi training below triple?"

Isn't it the one who looked at the Poem Year? It is said that this person has been practicing Qi Qi three times many years ago, and he could actually be promoted to Qi Qi Qi training four times with his strength. But Mu Feng deliberately got stuck in the triple small realm in order to refine his spiritual power more solidly.

Such a person, used to deal with Jingshan?

Propaganda is too shameless!

They all thought Jingshan would refuse, after all, even a lecturer couldn't hold his head and let people compete.

But Jingshan asked, "Is there anyone after Brother Mu?"

Mu Feng can be regarded as a determined person. At this time, he couldn't help but blush, and said with difficulty: "...nothing."

Jingyue turned sideways slightly, glanced over the lecturer, looked at Mu Feng again, and smiled deeply, "Please."

The lecturer heaved a sigh of relief, and said that this kid is really ignorant of the heights and heights of the sky, just what he wants.

The other disciples also shook their heads secretly, even if they were shocked by Jingshan's strength just now, but in this battle he faced Mu Feng, who was two levels higher than him, no, maybe three.

No matter how perfect Jingshan's basic swordsmanship was, everything was in vain under the absolute suppression.

The long sword has not been out, the outcome is determined.

But no one saw it. The moment Jingyue turned around, his eyes were covered with frost.

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Blue Phoenix: Why not be called Long Aotian?

Long Ritian: My mother said that Ritian is better than Aotian!

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Jingjing: It's enough to play with you once, and you'll do it again and again. It's shameless to the extreme. How can you cultivate your virtues? All good disciples were taken away! So angry! !