C29 Li Huo Peak
C29 Li Huo Peak
" Oh? Really?" Zheng Zinuo was extremely excited when he heard the news from his brother. He couldn't help but interject and ask. Feng Qingyun wasn't too surprised. In less than three months, he had broken through to the third rank. He could be considered a genius of martial arts, but his little disciple had broken through to the seventh grade in less than a month. From an outsider who only had the strength of the third rank, he had directly broken through to the tenth rank. If he didn't seal his soul power and continued to teach him the profound Martial Cultivation Method... Now, he had no idea how many levels of cultivation his disciple had reached.
He was only eight years old. If his brother was a genius of cultivation, then he could only be described as a genius amongst geniuses.
However, Feng Qingyun wasn't stupid enough to show off in front of others. That would only expose his trump card. What he wanted was the effect of shocking everyone.
Seeing that Feng Qingyun didn't answer, it was the useless disciple next to him who cried out in shock. Liang Youming was a little displeased, but he did not express too much dissatisfaction. He just smiled with some disdain and said, "Of course, would Martial Uncle lie to you? But it will be difficult for you to see your brother. Your Martial Uncle Wan treats your brother like a treasure. Not to mention you, even I, these old fellows, will not be able to see his precious disciple. Unlike your master who comes here to play with me and brings you along... However, if you really want to see him, then work hard... Our Hidden Spirit Sect will hold the Martial Dao Competition once every fifteen years, and there are still eight years left. At that time, if you are lucky enough to participate in the Gathering... I'm sure you will be able to see him in the meeting. "
Feng Qingyun furrowed his brows when he heard this. Of course, he could tell from Liang Youming's words that he was discriminating against his beloved disciple. However, he didn't say much. He interrupted the conversation and said, "I heard that the other three major sects are going to bring their most promising disciples to our Hidden Spirit Sect to show off, right?"
"Cough cough..." Liang Youming coughed dryly and said with a bitter smile, "This is something that the three major sects have to show off every twenty years. I still remember the last time. The seven of us will follow Sect Master and Martial Uncle to the Profound Nether Palace. When the young generation of our four major sects were competing against each other... In the end, our Hidden Spirit Sect won the championship, but it's a pity... If Gong Cheng wasn't in a hurry to succeed, he wouldn't have suffered from Qi Deviation. Otherwise, he would have reached level 30 at the age of 14, and with his purple martial soul talent. If he had been able to reach the peak in a few days, I estimate that he would be the next Sect Master. "
"Sigh... It has been forty years. Junior brother, let's not talk about what happened in the past. As the master, I am also responsible for Gong Cheng's mistakes." At this point, he looked at the confused Zheng Zinuo and said, "Zinuo, this is your first time coming to Fire Peak. Why don't you take a stroll outside? I can only treat you well by interacting with my fellow disciples. Go. "
"Oh, yes, master." Zheng Zinuo felt as if he had been granted amnesty upon hearing this. Facing these two elders, he felt somewhat restrained.
"Wang Qing, come over here. Bring this Little Junior Brother to our Fire Peak and take a look around. Do you know how to treat him?" Liang Youming called out to a 14 or 15 year old strong guarding disciple not far away.
Due to his first impression, he thought that Zheng Zinuo was just a piece of rotten wood, although he didn't know why Feng Qingyun brought him to the Fire Peak. In this world where strength spoke for itself, he didn't have any interest in Zheng Zinuo, who had no future in cultivation.
When he heard that Feng Qingyun had asked Zheng Zinuo to leave, Liang Youming was slightly delighted. He thought to himself. You should have let this kid out a long time ago. The two of us are chatting here. What does a junior like him sound like? Unfortunately, Feng Qingyun was Liang Youming's senior brother. If he didn't mention it, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Thus, he placed all of his resentment towards Feng Qingyun on Zheng Zinuo. When he left, he winked at Wang Qing.
Wang Qing understood what he meant. He walked over with a smile on his face. He held Zheng Zinuo's hand and walked out of the hall.
"Little Junior Brother, how old are you this year?" Wang Qing held Zheng Zinuo's little hand and asked warmly.
"I'm eight years old this year." Zheng Zinuo saw many hypocritical expressions in the eyes of the man beside him. He subconsciously pulled his hand back and said.
"Eight years old. I heard you just joined the school not long ago, right? What did your master teach you?" Wang Qing was slightly dissatisfied with Zheng Zinuo's actions, but he didn't show it on his face. He continued to lead Zheng Zinuo out of the hall.
"Nothing much. I just cut trees to train my body." Zheng Zinuo answered truthfully, then asked, "Senior brother, where are you taking me to play?"
"I just want you to cut trees to train your body. That means you are only a Martial Disciple. Do you want to see how our Fire Peak cultivates?" Wang Qing continued.
"Of course I do, but can I see it?" Zheng Zinuo asked with a smile.
"Of course I can. We are all from the same sect. There's nothing I can't see. Let's go." Wang Qing smiled slyly and pulled Zheng Zinuo down the mountain.
After a while, the two of them turned a few mountain paths and arrived at a broad mountainside. All the limestone floors were neatly laid on the ground, and the training ground was about fifty meters wide. At this moment, there were dozens of young men and women of different sizes, but they were all wearing white coats, practicing the martial arts routine.
"Fellow disciples, please stop for a moment." Wang Qing came in front of the dozens of young men and stretched out his hand, calling out to them.
When they saw Wang Qing appear with a child, all the young men were curious. When they heard this, they all stopped and bowed. "Senior brother Wang." It could be seen that this young man had some status in the Fire Peak.
"En, how is the progress of junior disciples' cultivation?" Wang Qing asked in an elder manner.
"Senior brother, our cultivation is still alright. Who is this child?" A young man about twelve or thirteen years old asked.
"En, this is Junior Brother Zheng from Xun Wind Peak. Today, he has come with senior uncle Feng to our Fire Peak as a guest." Wang Qing introduced, "Although Junior Brother Zheng is young, his cultivation base is not ordinary. Which one of you would like to spar with him?"
"Ah?" Zheng Zinuo's expression changed slightly when he heard that. He looked at Wang Qing in confusion. However, Wang Qing didn't seem to notice the look in Zheng Zinuo's eyes at all, and said to the young man who had just spoken. "Junior disciple Wuh Ziyu, come over here and try it out. Don't embarrass our Fire Peak. Do you understand?"
"Yes, senior disciple!" Wuh Ziyu was extremely excited when he heard this. He immediately got into a stance and was eager to give it a try.
"Senior brother Wang, what are you doing? I didn't say that I wanted to compete with you." Zheng Zinuo asked angrily, even though he wasn't afraid of these young men who were only a few years older than him. However, Wang Qing wanted him to come and see how the Fire Peak cultivated. Why did it seem like he was here to challenge them? Zheng Zinuo couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. This was obviously taking advantage of the fact that he was isolated and helpless.
"What's wrong? Junior Brother Zheng didn't dare to accept the challenge? Or is he afraid that his cultivation base is too weak, and that he will be beaten up and lose the face of your master and the Xun Wind Peak?" Wang Qing provoked him.
"What do you mean? I won't embarrass my master. If you want to fight, just fight. Do you think I'm afraid of you?! " After all, he was an eight-year-old child. Although his mind was more mature than most people's, he was still an eight-year-old child. If he were to be slightly angered, his anger would ignite in his heart.
"Junior Brother Wu, it's all up to you." Wang Qing gave him a look. He was quite confident in this young man in front of him. Among the twenty plus young men, this young man called Wuh Ziyu was the most outstanding. At the age of twelve, he had already reached the realm of a Fourteenth Grade Warrior. He could be considered as one of the best among his peers.
"Alright, he's just a child. Hehe..." Wuh Ziyu said confidently.
"Do your best, Senior Brother Wu..." More than twenty young men beside him stepped back in unison and cheered for him.
Zheng Zinuo immediately became furious when he saw this. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that they were ganging up on him, a foreign kid. But he did not have the slightest fear, facing a youth who was only a few years older than him. Zheng Zinuo had absolute confidence, even though he didn't cultivate any offensive or defensive Martial Cultivation Method. He was still full of confidence. This was also the best time to test out his cultivation during this period of time. Of course, he wouldn't let go of this opportunity.
"Come on!" Zheng Zinuo didn't say much. He immediately got into position. He lowered his center of gravity, waist and horse as one, and his Qi sank into his Dantian. This was the position where he stood under the impact of the waterfall.
Seeing the strange posture of the child in front of him, Wang Qing's expression changed slightly. Although this wasn't any kind of martial arts technique he had seen before, it was as steady as Mount Tai from Zheng Zinuo's simple stance. Furthermore, his facial expression didn't change even though Mount Tai had collapsed in front of him. One could tell that this footwork wasn't as simple as it seemed.
"Ah!" Obviously, Wuh Ziyu's eyesight and cultivation base had not reached Wang Qing's realm. He could not tell what was the purpose of this young man's footwork. He was a layman in the martial arts world. He didn't understand the footwork at all. He raised his leg and kicked Zheng Zinuo's chest with all his strength. It was the most basic Martial Cultivation Method that all martial cultivator in the Hidden Spirit Sect had to learn. It was the red martial art's offensive skill - Chain Thunderbolt Kick.
Although this Chain Thunderbolt Kick was only a Red Martial Artist's attack skill, it had its own unique points. As long as one was kicked by it, it could form a chain kick. It could unleash 110% of the original amount of soul power. This meant that when a level 10 soul power was used to cast this leg technique, it could release a level 11 attack. Until he was able to kill his opponent.
However, even though Zheng Zinuo did not know this leg technique, he would not give him any chance to chain it. He quickly circulated the Genuine Qi in his body to his arms. Then, he clenched his fists, and his two front arms joined together like a big door. He blocked it in front of his chest.
Wuh Ziyu saw how daring Zheng Zinuo was. He didn't even summon his martial soul when facing his Chain Thunderbolt Leg, and he even used his weak and soulless arms to block the Chain Leg.
"This idiot, his arms can't twist his thighs. Don't tell me he doesn't know?" Wuh Ziyu sneered in his heart. He couldn't help but add a little bit of soul power to his legs, pushing it to the eighth grade. He then kicked Zheng Zinuo's arms hard.
Seeing Zheng Zinuo use his arms without soul power to block Wuh Ziyu's red martial art skill - Chain Thunderbolt Kick, all the disciples of Fire Peak, including Wang Qing, laughed. They laughed that he was overestimating himself and didn't understand martial arts.
However, with a bang, there was no sound of broken arms or painful screams. They only saw Wuh Ziyu's body flying backwards and then landing heavily on the ground.
"Ah? How is this possible?" All the disciples of Fire Peak who were sitting down did the same thing. They rubbed their eyes with all their strength, then looked at the scene once again. When they realized that they were not mistaken, they all cried out in unison.
At this moment, the most surprised ones were Wuh Ziyu, who had been lying on the ground for a long time and could not get up. He was confident that he would win. He thought to himself that even if this kick could not kill the child in front of him, he would not be able to kill the child in front of him. At the very least, he had to cripple his arms, but when his right foot landed on the seemingly fragile arms of the other party, He easily kicked a stone wall.
What was even more terrifying was that in that instant, a huge impact rebounded. It struck his right leg, causing a heart-piercing pain. Following that, the vast nameless force followed his right leg and spread throughout his entire body in the blink of an eye. It made him feel as if he had been burned by fire, but before he could react from that strange pain, His right leg once again sent out a huge pushing force, pushing his body backwards.
The whole process was like a spark of lightning, but in that instant... It was as if Wuh Zaiyu had just walked out of hell. Although the pain had disappeared... His whole body was drenched, and his right leg had lost all feeling. He looked at Zheng Zinuo who was standing on the square again. His eyes were filled with fear.
He did not use any of his soul power. With just his weak arms, he not only broke the Chain Thunderbolt Leg, which he had used to activate his level eight soul power. He's at least a level 15 samurai. One must know that he was a level fourteen warrior. Even if he was a little careless, he was still a level fourteen warrior. However, his cultivation was clearly there.
" Yo! Looks like we met an expert today." Wang Qing was the first to react. He was one of the most outstanding young disciples in the Fire Peak. He had reached the level of a level eighteen warrior at the age of fourteen. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been valued so much by Liang Youming. He had asked him to guard the main hall.
Seeing Zheng Zinuo injure Wuh Ziyu with just a simple move, even he, who was known as the genius of Fire Peak, couldn't tell how Zheng Zinuo did it. He clearly didn't feel a trace of soul force coming from Zheng Zinuo's body. This was simply unbelievable to them.
Even if Wang Qing was fighting against Wuh Ziyu's Chain Thunderbolt Leg, which had just reached the eighth level of soul power, he wouldn't be able to defeat him without using any soul power. However, this child in front of him had done it.
However, in Wang Qing's eyes, they only felt that this child was only an eight year old child. Even if he had started cultivating since he was born, how strong could he be in just eight years? No matter how talented and hardworking he was, In the end, he was only eight years old.
When he thought of this, Wang Qing felt relieved and bold. He took a few steps forward. The green martial soul was released without any hesitation. A huge wave of soul power instantly spread out. Zheng Zinuo couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and his hair stood on end.
"Junior Brother Zheng, it seems like senior brother underestimated you just now. This time, it's my turn to fight you." Wang Qing said with a smile, "But since you are a few years younger than me, I will let you have three moves. Release the martial soul and attack first! "
"Humph!" Zheng Zinuo coldly snorted and quickly calmed down. He looked at Wang Qing in front of him and said, "No need for the martial soul, no need for three moves. One move is enough. I'm afraid you won't dare to take it!"
"Hahaha..." Hearing this, not only Wang Qing, even Wuh Ziyu, who was helped up by everyone, laughed loudly.
"Ignorant..."
"Arrogant..."
" Ignorant... "
All the disciples of Fire Peak who were present snorted at Zheng Zinuo, but Zheng Zinuo didn't show any reaction. His eyes were still staring at Wang Qing.
Wang Qing stopped laughing after a few laughs. He pointed at Zheng Zinuo and shook his finger provocatively. He smiled confidently and said, "You don't need the martial soul. If you can defeat me in one move... I, Wang Qing, will recognize you as my big brother in the future. Come on!"
"You said it!" Zheng Zinuo did not say much. Without any hesitation, he pulled out the Coal Short Sword tied to his back. He lowered his shoulders and elbows. His Qi sank into his dantian. He exerted strength in his legs and moved his waist and back. He waved his arm and quickly swung the short sword in his hand. It was the only sword style he had just comprehended - Piercing Wind Sword Style.
However, there was a huge flaw in this technique, which was that it required a long time to accumulate. Otherwise, a single sword style wouldn't have much power. However... As long as Zheng Zinuo had enough time, he was confident that he could defeat Wang Qing with just one strike. Even if he was a Martial Master Cultivation.
However, Zheng Zinuo still didn't dare to go all out. He was afraid that with his current Genuine Qi cultivation base... After unleashing the Piercing Wind Sword Style with all his strength, even if Wang Qing didn't die, he would still be severely injured. Even if the weapon in his hand was just an ordinary Coal Short Sword, it wasn't a Heavy Metal Ancient Sword. He still has the confidence.
Therefore, he only used ninety sword strikes. When the last sword strike was unleashed, he only added a Genuine Qi that was not even level ten. However, that sharp sword force made Wang Qing's expression change drastically, and he was terrified.
When he saw how Zheng Zinuo kept swinging his sword, he no longer dared to be careless. He circulated the level 17 soul power in his body and instantly used the orange defensive skill - Golden Light Shield. An orange halo burst out from Wang Qing's green martial soul, forming an orange light shield. It gathered on Wang Qing's body. After all, it wasn't a fight to the death, it was just a competition, and he was only facing a little kid. Wang Qing was confident, so he left a level of soul force to protect himself.
But even so, Wang Qing felt that he had overestimated Zheng Zinuo. The Golden Light Shield was an orange level defensive skill, and it could instantly increase the defensive power by 20%. If you were to use this skill with your soul power of 10 levels, you would be able to defend against any attack below level 12.
At this moment, Wang Qing was using all of his level 17 soul power to cast the Golden Light Shield, and he would be able to defend against any attack below level 20. No matter how powerful Zheng Zinuo was, Wang Qing did not think that he, who was only eight years old, would be able to unleash an attack that exceeded level twenty. Furthermore, he had not used any soul power at all.
However, at this moment, Zheng Zinuo had finally completed his ninety sword strikes. He shouted loudly and exerted force in his legs. He leapt up and drew out all the level 10 Genuine Qi from his body and instilled it into his right arm. He waved the short sword in his hand with all his strength and slashed at Wang Qing's orange shield.
When Zheng Zinuo swung his last sword, all the spectators were completely silent. At this moment, the way they looked at Zheng Zinuo was no longer an ordinary child. They were looking at a supreme expert who didn't use any soul power. He was able to exert his sword technique to such an extent just by relying on his physical strength. Even those who were ten meters away felt their hair stand on end.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zheng Zinuo's sword strike. At this moment, everyone's heart was in their throats, and they felt as if they were about to suffocate.
"Dang..." A crisp sound was heard. The orange light shield trembled violently at first. Then, with a bang, it shattered like glass. However, Zheng Zinuo's sword force only slowed down a little before it ruthlessly stabbed towards Wang Qing's chest again.
Wang Qing saw that the golden shield he used with all his strength was not able to block the sword attack of the child opposite him. He immediately turned pale with fright. The martial soul behind him also disappeared, but the short sword still attacked like black lightning. His pupils shrank, but it was too late to dodge. He could only turn his body slightly to the side by reflex.
"Sou..."
"Puchi..." With a sound, the Coal Short Sword pierced through Wang Qing's right shoulder. The Coal Short Sword that could cut through iron like mud had no defense at all. It pierced through his shoulder and came out. It was a huge impact. It directly sent Wang Qing's body flying high into the air, and he fell heavily onto the green floor, which was more than three meters away. Blood instantly dyed Wang Qing's white coat red.
The scene was silent, so quiet that even a needle could be clearly heard as it fell to the ground. At this moment, only Wang Qing's continuous screams were heard, but no one came to help him. All of them stared blankly at Zheng Zinuo, who was spinning in the air for three weeks before landing steadily.
Everyone's brain had turned into a lump of paste. An indescribable shock rushed into their minds. “ Is this still an eight-year-old child? Without using any soul power, not only was he able to defeat the level eighteen warrior who was defending with all his might with a single move, Is this still a child?"
This was Zheng Zinuo's first time using the Piercing Wind Sword Style to fight someone. Although the effect was much better than he had imagined, it was much more difficult and dangerous than simply swinging his sword.
Just as he was using the ninety-first sword attack to attack Wang Qing's orange light shield, a huge counterforce was transmitted over. He felt a sharp pain in his arm. If he hadn't poured the level five Genuine Qi into his right arm in time... Perhaps even if his right arm didn't stop, it would still be severely injured.
After all, the opponent was using an orange Martial Cultivation Method. Although his Piercing Wind Sword Style was powerful, With the help of Zheng Zinuo's level 15 Genuine Qi and the 91 Piercing Wind Sword Style Swords, it was impossible for him to break through the defense of a level 20 warrior. * Hong Long...... * It was imaginable how powerful this Piercing Wind Sword Style was. It could instantly increase the original attack power by 40% and above. As long as he could use the level 10 Genuine Qi, he would be able to reach the attack power of level 14.
It must be noted that some high level attacks, the Martial Cultivation Method, could even defeat an opponent one level higher than them. This was already considered a pretty good skill. This Piercing Wind Sword Style could actually surpass five levels. If he were to use all the Genuine Qi he had, then he would be able to use the Piercing Wind Sword Style with a hundred sword strikes. That was, with Zheng Zinuo's current level fifteen Genuine Qi, he would be able to instantly unleash the power of a level twenty-two attack. It was an incredible power that was close to eight levels in a single realm. It was not an exaggeration to say that this skill was a green or even a high level blue skill.
However, after Zheng Zinuo shattered the light shield, his sword style's control had shown a huge weakness. Initially, he only wanted to pierce Wang Qing's arm and punish him a little. However, due to the strength of the attack being too strong, his control was not strong enough. That was why the short sword flew out of his hand and directly pierced through Wang Qing's right arm. Even the powerful inertial force on his body was mostly transferred to Wang Qing's body. This caused him to fly backwards in the air and fall to the ground in a miserable state.
Zheng Zinuo spun in the air three times, removing the remaining force. When he landed on the ground, his clothes were wet with sweat, and he was gasping for breath. He was on the verge of collapse, and his cold eyes swept across the stunned people around him. He shouted, "Hurry up and save him!"
"Ah? Save him, quickly save him!" Only after hearing what Zheng Zinuo said did everyone come to their senses. However, none of them dared to step forward to take revenge on Zheng Zinuo. One! Without using any soul power, he defeated a level eighteen warrior. And he only used one move. What kind of concept was that? Everyone was confused. Facing Zheng Zinuo who was only eight years old, they could only look at him as if he was a monster.
"Master, it's not good!" A disciple who was watching the battle hurriedly ran to the main hall and reported to Liang Youming.
"What's wrong? What happened? Why are you in such a panic? Didn't you see that Master and Martial Uncle Feng are chatting? What's wrong with shouting so loudly!" Liang Youming frowned and lectured.
"No... No, Master, the little disciple that Martial Uncle Feng brought here injured Senior Brother Wang Qing." The disciple who reported the incident trembled and stammered.
"What?! What did you say? Who on earth injured who? " Liang Youming thought he had misheard and turned his head to ask with a gloomy face.
"It's... it's..." Seeing his master's terrifying face, the timid disciple couldn't even speak properly.
"Let's go out and take a look." Feng Qingyun was very rational. He stood up and walked out. Of course, he had heard the disciple's report, but he did not believe that his obedient little disciple would hurt someone else.
"Let's go! Lead the way!" Seeing Feng Qingyun leave, Liang Youming stood up, his facial expression changed dramatically. From the disciple who reported the incident, he could tell that he hadn't misheard ___'s words. However, no one would believe such an unbelievable thing. A child who had just entered the sect when he was eight years old, and his martial soul talent was only orange. How could a child with such poor talent injure Wang Qing, who was already a level eighteen warrior?
But soon, he was shocked. Just as he walked out of the main hall, he saw a group of disciples carrying a seriously injured Wang Qing.
Liang Youming turned pale with fright. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and pushed aside the disciples beside him. He held Wang Qing in his arms and saw a foot-long Coal Short Sword on Wang Qing's right shoulder piercing through his right shoulder. At this moment, blood was flowing out from his shoulder. If he wasn't rescued in time, his life might be in danger. Otherwise, his right arm might have been crippled.
"Qing'er, Qing'er, what's going on? Who injured you to such an extent!?" Up until now, Liang Youming still couldn't believe that such a serious injury was caused by Zheng Zinuo.
"Junior brother, let's save him first." Feng Qingyun looked at Zheng Zinuo, who was standing outside the crowd with his head lowered, and said in an indifferent tone. However, from the Coal Short Sword alone, he knew that it must have been his little disciple who did it. However, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he still couldn't figure it out. Under the situation where his soul force was sealed... How did Zheng Zinuo do it? The person lying down was a genuine level 18 warrior. Just a short sword, without any soul power to support it... How did he do it?
"Could it be that exquisite sword technique?" Feng Qingyun came to a realization and smiled bitterly in his heart. But at this moment, saving Wang Qing was more important. He hurriedly reached out his hand to seal a few major acupuncture points on Wang Qing's shoulder and chest. Blood immediately stopped flowing out of the wound.
Liang Youming quickly pulled out the Coal Short Sword and took out a small white bottle from his pocket. He poured out a white pill and fed it to Wang Qing. Zheng Zinuo had seen this pill before. It was the Marching Pill that he had used before. After that, he poured out another ___ and crushed it on Wang Qing's wound. Only then did he get someone to use gauze to tie up his arm.
"Zinuo, come here!" Seeing that Wang Qing's injuries had stabilized, Feng Qingyun sternly shouted to Zheng Zinuo, "Kneel down!"
Zheng Zinuo was slightly startled when he heard this. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still obediently knelt down.
"It really is him?" Liang Youming was still unwilling to accept reality. He looked at Feng Qingyun and asked.
"Hehe..." Feng Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, "Junior brother, to tell you the truth, this Coal Short Sword is the personal sword of my little disciple. Who else could it be if not him?"
"Zinuo, tell Martial Uncle what's going on. What's going on?" Feng Qingyun said indifferently.
"Yes, master." Zheng Zinuo nodded and said, "Initially, senior disciple Wang said that he would bring me to see how the disciples of Fire Peak cultivate. So, I followed him to their square. There were many fellow disciples there practicing the routine of cultivation. For some reason, when they arrived there... Senior disciple Wang called one of his fellow disciples, that's him! " Zheng Zinuo looked around at the people around him. He pointed at Wuh Ziyu and said.
"It's that senior brother with the surname Wu. Senior brother Wang told him to exchange a few blows with me. He said it was a competition of martial arts, but it looks like senior brother Wu is much older than me. This is obviously bullying, but I still agree. However, Senior Martial Brother Wu was no match for me. After he was defeated by me in one move, Senior Martial Brother Wang refused to admit his defeat, so he personally challenged me... He said that since I'm young, he would let me have three moves first. I only used the first move, and I accidentally lost control of my strength. I hurt him. The other senior brothers can all testify."
" Only... only used one move, who are you trying to scare? You think you're the reincarnation of the Martial God! " Liang Youming's facial expression changed drastically when he heard this. He lost his composure and shouted. He suddenly realized that Feng Qingyun was standing beside him. It was not good for him to lose his temper, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart and ask the crowd. “ Is what he said true?"
The disciples of Fire Peak looked at each other in dismay, but they didn't say anything.
Liang Youming still couldn't believe it. He turned to Feng Qingyun and said, "Senior brother, this can't be true, right? I clearly didn't sense any soul power fluctuation from his body. How could he injure my disciple with a single strike? "
"Cough cough..." Feng Qingyun coughed lightly to hide the extreme excitement in his heart. He replied. This... Junior brother, I'm really sorry, Zinuo's soul force was sealed by me. Right now, he's just like an ordinary eight-year-old child without any cultivation base. As for why he was able to harm your disciple... I guess your disciple was too careless and didn't notice that the Coal Short Sword in Zinuo's hand was as sharp as mud. This is the result of this."
Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zheng Zinuo, who was kneeling on the ground, up and said, "Hurry up and apologize to your Martial Uncle and senior disciple Wang." Before Zheng Zinuo could apologize, he said to Liang Youming with a mischievous smile on his face. "Junior disciple, injuries are something that we martial artists cannot avoid. Besides, children don't know how to fight, so they are at a disadvantage. In the future, you can also teach them a lesson. Here are some healing pill, take it first. Look at this... "
"Forget it!" Liang Youming gave Feng Qingyun a gloomy look and waved his hand. He threw the Coal Short Sword to the ground, and his face turned purple. He said coldly, "Senior brother, I still need to treat my disciple's injuries. If there's anything else, I won't accompany you."
"Healing my injuries is more important, healing my injuries is more important. It's about time. I also have to return. Junior brother, farewell!" Feng Qingyun felt relieved when he heard this. He placed the pill in his hand into the hands of a disciple from the Fire Peak beside him. Without waiting for Liang Youming's reply, he took out the martial soul flying sword. Then, he flew away with Zheng Zinuo. He was afraid that after Liang Youming found out the truth, he would ask Zheng Zinuo for the real martial soul. Here! He would have to spend a lot of time talking, so he found an excuse to escape earlier.
"Zinuo, your senior brothers from Fire Peak just wanted to teach you a lesson. I'll show you my strength so you can know how powerful they are." Feng Qingyun said with a smile as he flew on his sword. "Did you use your exquisite sword technique to hurt that Wang kid?"
"Yes, master." Initially, Zheng Zinuo was worried that his Master would blame him, but when he saw his Master's happy expression, his hanging heart finally relaxed.
But before he could smile excitedly, Feng Qingyun scolded him in a low voice, "You silly child, don't you know the principle of wealth not being exposed, and having a treasure is a crime? Aren't you afraid that others will secretly learn such a powerful sword technique? Moreover, how old are you? You defeated a level eighteen warrior without any soul power controlling you. Do you know how much trouble this shocking action will cause you? Fortunately, this is within the sect. Master can bear it for you. If it was outside, it would be very difficult for you to escape unscathed. Right now, many experts are extremely jealous of the young man with talent, the martial cultivator. Many children with extremely high talent are killed in swaddling clothes. This is the experience of the pugilistic world. You need to learn more, understand?"
"Oh, I understand, Master." Ever since Zheng Zinuo heard Feng Qingyun's words today, it had changed his life greatly. Speaking of which, a good teacher would give birth to a good disciple. This sentence must be correct. From now on, Zheng Zinuo had become a lot more low-profile, and he had fallen in love with pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. It was hard to figure it out.
"En, it's good that you know. Go back and cultivate properly. From tomorrow onwards, you will continue standing under the waterfall and swinging your sword. But don't go on that rock from before. Go to the rock right below the waterfall. Also, the number of times you swing your sword has increased to 200. When you have nothing better to do, you should pay more attention to the Martial Cultivation Virtue Scripture and Martial Cultivation World. Master will teach you the real Martial Cultivation Method when you have finished reading it. " Feng Qingyun said.
When Zheng Zinuo heard the real Martial Cultivation Method, he immediately thought of the day he fought Wuh Ziyu and Wang Qing. The footwork they used and the yellow shield defensive skill, even though he had a more profound Divine Sword Technique. He was still looking forward to learning the Martial Cultivation Method.