MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 18 Let's find the difference

"Naive!"

Liang Yuan turned his back and did not want to say more.

Yu Xiaobao's face was dark-colored, as if he thought that what Jingshan said was quite reasonable, and hurried back to bed to practice cross-kneeling.

As for the Year of Poetry, it was a thoughtful expression, and I wonder what I was thinking?

After that day, the day seemed to calm down.

The autobiography never came to Jingyue, and he mingled with his roommates every day.

At first, those people were still somewhat restrained, but they couldn't hold Jing Yue's cheeky! He talked about his strong insertion, he actively fed his sword, and he was staring at others during class breaks. Over time, in addition to Liang Yuan still whispered to him, Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao were more cordial.

Gradually, Jing Yue also really felt the tension of the inside door—there was little communication between the disciples of various factions, and even the lecturers of different factions were very “targeted”.

He also learned that the pro-delegations had the supply and training opportunities provided by Jin Dan's real people; the Shijia factions occupied the position of deacons with the most internal doors; the civilians only had nothing and were supported by numbers.

It is the root cause of contradiction that there is no widowedness but unevenness.

But as long as it is a person, there must be desire and human feelings, which is the source of "inequality".

Jing Yue hadn't figured out how to deal with it, so she stayed in the door for a while.

On that day, the weather was clear.

Thousands of disciples sat in sequence on the battlefield where Han Yunzong played.

Their cultivation is below the triple level of qi training. The lecturer on the stage is the core disciple of the foundation period. At this time, he is teaching the basic sword skills of Han Yunzong.

I saw the lecturer take the sword and asked, "Can anyone come up and practice?"

Off the stage, a disciple stood up and said, "Brother, can I come?"

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

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

So, step by step, he came to Jingyue who was practicing self-cultivation.

"But Brother Jingshan?"

Jing Yue: "Exactly."

The other arched and said, "I'm Long Ritian, and I'm practicing qi twice. Would you like to come on stage with me?"

"..."

Is Jingyue, who has been poisoned by blue phoenixes for a long time, unfamiliar with "Dragon Day"? Fortunately, he didn't let Lan Feng follow ...

Jing Yue pursed her lips, restrained the corners of her mouth that wanted to go up, and said solemnly, "I don't want to."

Long Ritian: "..."

He didn't expect Jingshan to reject him in front of the eyes, and said, "Don't you dare?"

Jing Yue: "Brother Long, you are really weird. Obviously, you have already practiced Qi. Why don't you find someone with whom you are in the niche? Why do you want to find me as a lower-ranked master? Could you be afraid of them and want to occupy me? Cheap? "

Long Ritian was blocked by Jing Yue, who wanted to be angry and justified, but couldn't find a word for a long time.

Fortunately, the lecturer resolved for him, "Brother Jing is young but talented, and you want to come to Brother Long. This is what you want to do. You do n’t need to use spells to learn, just rest up and rest assured. . "

Jing Yue stared at the lecturer for a long time. The other person was a person from the first line. He cooperated with Long Ritian to force him. Most of them were sent to find the fault.

In other words, I want to put pressure on him.

He felt that Yu Xiaobao secretly pulled his clothes, and seemed to be implying that he should not go, but people have chosen the day to perform, can he not join the show?

"Then please." Jing Yue stood up.

The two stepped forward in turn, Long Ritian pulled out his long sword, and smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth. "Master Brother, since you are worried that my realm is higher than yours, how about I let you do three tricks?"

Jing Yueshun said, "Okay, thanks a lot."

"You're welcome, ah-"

Long Ritian said half that his sleeve had been cut by Jian Guang. If he hadn't flashed fast, I'm afraid his hands would have been cut off!

Where is the good point? !!

He heard the theft of laughter from the crowd, and he was instantly furious, and he lifted his sword.

"Brother Long, don't you want me to do three tricks? That's one trick?"

"you shut up!"

Long Ritian stabbed straight with a long sword, Jing Yue sideways to avoid, Zimu sword rung in his hand, holding the other side behind him.

If we talk about Han Yunzong's basic swordsmanship, I am afraid that no one is more familiar than Jing Yue. When he is familiar with the movement of Long Ritian's wrist, he knows what the other party is going to take. what……

Well, anyway, it's familiar.

So there was a weird scene on the court.

People saw that Long Tiantian, who had been repaired higher, was actually suppressed by Jingshan. Not only was he unable to break the latter's defense, but his clothes were also torn to pieces, just like a beggar.

If it weren't for the mercy of Jingshan's men, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to support it.

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

He couldn't believe it, but the fact was in front of him. In desperation, Long Ritian had to retract his sword and retreat, taking advantage of the gap to urge spiritual power, the sword was released and shot at Jingshan!

"Yeah!"

Yu Xiaobao screamed in anxiety. He saw Long Ritian's sword entangled around Jingshan quickly, and the sword shadow surrounded Jingshan, almost unclear.

"Long Ritian is very talented in Kendo, and has been praised by Yan Qizheng. Once he urges his spiritual power, even the people who are in a higher level can suffer, which is not something Jingshan can stop . "Off the court, Liang Yuan commented.

Yu Xiaobao: "But A Jing is also very powerful. I didn't expect him to be so perfect without the use of spiritual power. There is no flaw in it!"

Liang Yuan hummed habitually, without refuting it.

Shi Nian: "However, A Jing is dangerous now ..."

However, it is surprising that Jingshan in the sword shadow shot like electricity to prevent airtightness. The more sick the sword, the faster the movement of Jingshan's sword. The intersection of the two swords made a "squeak", and the heart was unable to hold back tightly.

Long Ritian felt that he was facing a towering cliff, and that kind of pressure can only be experienced when he confronted Jingshan. His spiritual power was consumed quickly, and his body became more and more overwhelmed. If he continued to do so, he would most likely be defeated!

Do not! He must not lose to this kid!

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

In the eyes of Long Ritian, there was a fierce stroke, **** in one stroke, and the sword was closed again.

When his sword retreated halfway, a short sword was suddenly spit out in the blade, and it struck Jingshan at the speed of a flying star!

"not good!"

Yu Xiaobao and Shi Nian yelled nervously, and Liang Yuan was instantly stiff.

Many people stood up in horror, even the lecturer looked dignified. Once this trick struck Jingshan, he would be seriously injured! At that time, Wu Chen was actually questioned. Long Ritian may be okay as a rival, but as a supervisor, he will be blamed!

Originally they just wanted to make Jingshan ugly!

However, at this moment Long Ritian's expression was awkward. Where can I remember what is the end? He was so pleased to beat his opponent that he once again spurred the sword.

Two swords, one short and one long, are irreversible and unavoidable!

The lecturer was anxious to grab people, but saw that Jingshan leaned back suddenly, his body was as soft as water, almost parallel to the ground, and he could avoid the short sword aimed at his abdomen.

Immediately, he turned to a follower with the help of his strength. His toe point was on the long sword that came later, and he leapt into the air, falling to the top of Long Ritian's head, holding the sword handle with both hands, and lifting the sword to stab.

"stop!"

At this point, Jing Yue's sword tip was less than an inch away from Long Ritian's scalp, and the latter could almost feel the chill of the sword's bone erosion, and his whole body was already cold and sweaty.

But the next moment, his head lightened, all the killing thoughts disappeared in an instant.

Jingshan's faint voice came from his ears, "Brother, it's accepted."

A silence.

Half a while later, Yu Xiaobao only recovered the five senses of the body and exhaled heavily with Shi Nian.

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

Someone took a sigh of relief, and said, "That Jingshan ... is so strong! It is said that I was only eleven years old. When I was eleven, the forged body was not complete yet."

"I've heard of him before, but this year there were a lot of disciples brought back to Zong by the real people, and I didn't care. Now it seems that the next time the inside door has one more rival!"

"He is so talented, why should he be embarrassed by the pro-sect?"

"Don't you know? He rejected the invitation from the pro-father and said he had nothing to do with him."

...

The lecturer listened to the disciples and couldn't help but stare at Long Ritian.

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

He walked to Jingshan and reluctantly said, "This is the victory of Master Jing. It can be seen that the victory is not limited to the realm. If the cultivation is not much different, as long as the moves are used properly, there is also a chance to win by weakness.

He paused, Yu Guang glanced at Jingshan, and suddenly said: "Mu Feng, you are exquisite in swordsmanship. Would you like to have a drill with Master Jing and give pointers?"

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

As soon as the words came out, the scene was strangely quiet again.

Except for the pro-biography school, two words appeared in the minds of other disciples-shameless!

It seems that the pro-democratic swearing is not enough today.

Yu Xiaobao shuddered, and said quietly, "Mr. Mu, the legendary invincible player below Qi Triple?"

Look at the poem year, isn't that the one? It is said that this person was the triple player of Qi training many years ago. In fact, with his strength, he could be promoted to the quadruple player of Qi training. However, Mu Feng deliberately got stuck in the triple realm in order to refine the spiritual power to be more solid.

Such people are used to deal with Jingshan?

The autobiography is too shameless!

They all thought that Jingshan would refuse, after all, even the lecturer couldn't let anyone compare.

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

Mu Feng can be regarded as a firm-minded person. At this time, he couldn't help but get a red face and said hardly: "... It's gone."

Jing Yue leaned slightly, glanced over the lecturer, and looked at Mu Feng again, don't smile deeply, "Please."

The lecturer breathed a sigh of relief, and the boy said that he really didn't know the heights and heights, just what he wanted.

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

Even if Jingshan's basic swordsmanship is mastered perfectly, everything is futile under the absolute suppression of the equal order.

The long sword has not yet come out and the outcome has been determined.

But no one saw it. At the moment when Jing Yue turned around, his eyes were covered with frost.

The author has something to say: Today's Theater

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Lan Feng: Why not call it Long Aotian?

Long Ritian: My mother said that every day is more cattle than Aotian!

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Jingjing: It's enough to accompany you once, and come again and again. The shame is extreme. How did you cultivate your virtue? Good disciples are all broken! So angry! !!