Chapter 156: One sword and one punch

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After listening to the sentence "The fish have entered the sea", combined with Zhuge Jielu's facial expression and demeanor at the moment.

Ling Zhen, who was extremely smart, understood immediately.

The result of that sword questioning was that the questioner lost to the person being questioned.

Zhuge Jielu defeated Yu Youcong.

The old swordsman who has never lost since the day he held the sword.

After the battle with Zhuge Lu.

I experienced failure for the first time in my life!

nice.

Zhuge Jielu is indeed worthy of the title of "Great Emperor".

The man in green robe immediately clasped his hands and said loudly: "Congratulations to the principal for winning the Wenjian!"

Zhuge Jielu waved his hand gently, "That's all, it's just a contest without distinction of life and death. The victory or defeat is not of great significance. There is no need to congratulate... Then, Ling Zhen, if it were me, Zhuge, today. Jie Lu was defeated by that Yu You Cong, so you will probably go to congratulate him and say, 'Congratulations to the Yu Sword God for defeating Emperor Zhuge and becoming the strongest swordsman in the human race for thousands of years,' right?"

The young man in Xuanpao, Zhang Shu, who was standing by the side, felt that if this stinky guy named Ling dared to say yes, he would be displeased by the emperor.

Unexpectedly, the young man in green robe only hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously: "Yes, although the Great Emperor is recognized as the pinnacle of the top ten masters of the human race, I did not think that you, the principal, would be defeated from the beginning, but if If this is the case, then the juniors will also send congratulations to Senior Yu. After all, what will be determined in this battle is the best swordsman in the ages, the winner and the loser. In the world of cultivating immortals and seeking Taoism, the strong man has always been respected. The truth!"

Zhang Wei felt a little ashamed after hearing this.

This bastard is so fucking brave.

After Zhuge Jielu heard what Ling Zhen said, he was slightly speechless, and then burst out laughing. While laughing, he said: "You are also very upright in your young skirt. I don't hate this temperament, and you deserve it." Let Yu Youcong personally take you to Tongdao!"

Ling Zhen leaned forward and stood silently.

Although Zhuge Jielu wrapped a pair of eyes with black gauze strips, he still "looked" at Ling Zhen up and down, and commented: "The third level of Pingxu realm is at the peak, very good, the realm is solid and solid, and the body is extremely tough. ...It is rare to see such a level of Pingxu realm sword cultivator, who taught you the method of 'pressing the realm'?"

Ling Zhen answered truthfully: "To be honest with the principal, it was Yu Youcong who asked the juniors to forcefully suppress the realm. Until everything is ready and the east wind has arrived, we will not break the realm."

Zhuge Jielu, who was wearing a white crane cloak, nodded, said "Sure enough", paused, and said: "Instead of staying in the dormitory of No. 3701, to establish a good relationship with the new roommate, he made a special trip to come to my Guangming Cave. Even if you are cut by the sword, you have to see me. What do you want to ask? Or do you have something to ask of me?"

Ling Zhen shook his head decisively, "No, I don't ask for anything. I just want to see your true face, the principal. Many years ago, I heard about the heroic achievements of the great emperor of the human race thousands of years ago. He led all the human race The monks fought against the Scorched Earth Continent demons, formed a sword formation with the other five great emperors, and sealed hundreds of millions of demon clansmen, guarding them for a thousand years..."

Zhuge Jielu smiled lightly, "Then what do you think now that you have seen me?"

The eyes of the young man in green robes flashed with light, and he said with unusual sincerity: "A thousand-year feat, an emperor for eternity, I can see you today, and you are worthy of the name! Principal Zhuge is worthy of being the great emperor of the human race that the younger generation has admired for so many years. He is truly worthy of the name, and he is fully qualified to be the emperor of the human race. He deserves the title of 'Great Emperor'!"

Zhuge Jielu, who had white hair, white beard and white crane cloak, raised his head and laughed. After he finished laughing, he said: "It's really conversational. This flattery is quite comfortable for you. It's rare for a young man to come here and have the same purpose as you." It's so simple. The last one was your roommate Gao Fei. After he saw me, he just showed me a set of homemade sword skills and left without even asking me, the principal, to comment. Well...Zhang, you are not as good as Ling Zhen and Gao Fei in this regard."

Of course Zhang Shu knew what the emperor was referring to.

I came to Human Race Island from Shuanghan Continent specifically, and the only thing I wanted to do was to worship the great emperor Zhuge Jielu as my teacher.

The purpose is very obvious, so when it comes to the purity of mind, it is much worse than Ling and Gao who have no other aspirations.

But it's not even close.

Anyway, he had successfully become the disciple of Emperor Zhuge and became the principal's second disciple and the junior disciple of Vice Principal Yang Jie.

No matter how you look at this matter, it is a profit.

Does it matter whether his purpose is pure or not? It can't be eaten as food.

"By the way, is Yu Youcong your master?"

Zhuge Jielu, whose eyes were covered by black cloth, suddenly asked this question.

Ling Zhen shook his head again and said without thinking: "Senior Yu did guide the junior to practice swordsmanship, and also taught me the swordsmanship. The junior benefited a lot from this, but he also repeatedly emphasized that I can't recognize him as my master, even if he thought in his heart No way. The reason seems to be that the old man is used to living a carefree life and does not want to accept any disciples..."

"So he didn't take you as his disciple. His temper is quite strange."

Zhuge Jielu turned to look at Zhang Shu again, "When Zhang first asked me to accept him as his disciple, I refused. After all, there are many students in the academy including Pan Jian, Bai Yunji, etc. Both of them who want to be my direct heirs are quite sincere, so is it possible that I want to accept them all? So I simply don’t accept them all, and this way I will be clean."

Zhang Shu leaned over and lowered his head, listening to his master's evaluation of himself.

"My intention is indeed not to accept him, but I really can't stand his insistence. This Zhang is so patient. He refuses to leave no matter how hard he tries to push me away. I can't go all the way in vain. I have to accept him. With Kuai Gui It’s like brown candy that can’t be peeled off once it’s on.”

Zhuge Jielu said with a smile, "Slowly I agreed and made an exception for him. This is the only disciple I have accepted since Vice-Colonel Yang Jie."

Ling Zhen listened with emotion in his heart.

Where there's a will, there's a way.

Although the character of this person named Zhang is not very good, his perseverance and character are worth learning!

It actually made Emperor Zhuge relax.

There is something about him...

The old principal, who was wearing a crane and a white cloak, approached, stretched out a hand, patted Zhang Shu's shoulder a few times, and continued: "I have to admit, judging from the swordsmanship teaching in the past half month, Zhang Shu is His talent in swordsmanship is probably even higher than that of Vice Colonel Yang!"

With a hint of fear, Zhang Shu bowed and said in an unusually humble manner: "I don't dare, the master has praised the disciple too much. The disciple learned the sword too late, and his talent is extremely low. How can he dare to be compared with Vice Principal Yang?"

"I'll go ahead and praise you. There's no need to belittle yourself like this. Mine is your talent, and it doesn't have your real fighting power now. Vice Colonel Yang is now a genuine eighth-level Dao realm. You Zhang Lian's fourth-level Danyuan We haven’t even reached this level yet, so how can we compare? It’s incomparable.”

Zhuge Jielu frowned slightly, "Also, the inheritance of a teacher is greater than the rules and disciplines of the school. You must remember this. Since my teacher has accepted you as a disciple, you should call Yang Jie when you see him in the future. 'Senior brother' or 'elder brother' are both fine, but you shouldn't call me vice-principal, do you understand?"

Zhang Shu nodded heavily and said with a serious expression: "Disciple understands. I thank Master for the praise. Disciple will definitely practice his sword more diligently in the future and strive to be like my senior brother as soon as possible!"

Ling Zhen secretly cursed: "Vice Colonel Yang is a master swordsman. You, a guy who has only practiced sword for half a month, can you be on par with him? Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn."

Zhuge Jielu was quite satisfied with Zhang Shu's reaction. He nodded, and then said seriously: "I know, Zhang, you must want to continue to stay in Guangming Cave, so that you can stay with me. I will teach you more skills and techniques. But since I asked you to move out, I must have my purpose. As a master, is it possible that I will harm you? Besides, you have now learned what I taught you. Swordsmanship, with your qualifications, you can completely master it as long as you practice diligently and practice it. By then, if I can transform my swordsmanship into my own swordsmanship, will it make any difference whether I am by my master's side or not?"

Zhang Shu nodded like a chicken pecking at something, "Disciple, I understand. Thank you Master for your teaching."

Zhuge Jielu stroked the white beard on his chin with his hand, and said with a smile: "The boy can be taught, and he can master it after just one point, which is very good. From today on, you will move to dormitory 3702. Remember to talk to those who just Get along well with the roommates you know and don't cause trouble. If you violate the school rules, it doesn't matter even if you are my apprentice. You have no privileges. You will still be punished and criticized. Do you understand?"

Zhang Shu nodded again and vowed: "Master, don't worry, disciple, I swear that after I go to the new environment, I will never cause trouble or disgrace you, Master!"

Zhuge Jielu patted his second disciple Zhang Shu on the shoulder a few more times, turned his head and said to the young man in green robe Ling Zhen: "You and Zhang will be serious neighbors from now on. , we are all alumni, why do we have to make enemies? A man should be more open-minded."

Ling Zhen said "hmm" and agreed: "The principal has great insights and every sentence is philosophical. The juniors have benefited a lot from this. I will digest it and apply it in practice when I return."

Zhuge Jielu chuckled softly, "Are you going back now? It's not easy to come down here once in a while. If you have anything you want to know, you can ask me. Principal, I'm in a good mood at the moment. Please feel free to ask. answer."

Ling Zhen was silent for a while, then suddenly remembered something. He raised his finger and pointed at the circle of "big characters" embedded in the high stone wall.

Looking at the giant fonts composed of huge luminous pearls, the young man in green robe asked: "Principal, this junior is very curious, what do these words mean?"

Zhuge Jielu smiled lightly and said, "Let Zhang tell you this question."

Although the young man in Xuanpao, Zhang Shu, was reluctant, he still explained to Ling Zhen: "Then let me tell you. At the bottom of the Guangming Cave, there are a total of sixteen characters for "Pearl", but fifteen Last name…”

Zhang Shu pointed far away and said, "The bottom circle has twelve characters in total, namely Zhu, Zhao, Zhou, Wen, Cui, Yan, Wan, Chu, Shao, Yin, Yi, Zong. These are They are all the surnames of the heroes who fought on the battlefield for the entire human race in the past, and finally all fell. Twelve heroes, all of them are not afraid of death!"

Moving his finger upwards, Zhang Shu, a talented young man from the Bingyou tribe, continued: "The two surnames above are Yang and Yao. The Yang surname is the ancestor of my senior brother Yang Jie. His swordsmanship is beyond the ordinary and he can communicate with the gods. But Because he was jointly surrounded and killed by the demon warriors, he unfortunately died in the battle. Fortunately, his bloodline still survives to this day. Although Yao is a swordsman, he does not use swords and likes to punch. That was a man from a thousand years ago. A very young and talented boxer with excellent boxing skills, he is known as the leader of human boxing skills, and he is the ancestor of the Yao family of the Thousand Gold Dynasty of Shuanghan Continent."

Ling Zhen's heart trembled when he heard the words "Qianjin Dynasty".

That's where his mother Yao Ying was born.

Finally, Zhang Wei pointed to the two largest characters at the top and said: "The two characters at the top, Duanmu, are also surnames. They are the people with the highest status who died in the battle against the demons in the past, and their cultivation is extremely strong. Strong, second only to the Great Emperor, he has killed countless demons and has made outstanding contributions. Duanmu Ding, one of the top ten masters of the human race in Hanlan Continent today, is the direct descendant of that senior..."

After Ling Zhen listened to Zhang Zhu's words, he looked at the sixteen words high up.

The surnames of fifteen predecessors and sages.

Twelve heroes.

Yang is the master of swordsmanship and Yao is the master of boxing.

Duanmu.

The giant characters above are made up of luminous pearls. The characters are dazzling and extremely bright.

But the bright holy light emitted by those beads is far less indelible than the contribution made by the surnamed deity to the human race in that war!

All the heroes have gone.

Only the surname remains in the world.

All seniors are dead.

You can leave your name through the ages!

Ling Zhen was fascinated by this, with longing and admiration written all over his face.

As the young man in green robe wandered away, his thoughts drifted back to the demon-carrying battle a thousand years ago, a time that was hard to come back to for a long time.

Emperor Zhuge's words made Ling Zhen wake up again.

The great human emperor Zhuge Jielu, who was blindfolded with a black cloth, suddenly said: "Ling Zhen, can you use fists?"

Ling Zhen was stunned after hearing this, and immediately responded: "This junior knows a few boxing techniques."

Zhuge Jielu smiled and said, "Well, you can practice here with me and let me see how good you are?"

Ling Zhen hesitated for a moment, not knowing what the emperor meant, but he didn't have the slightest objection and kept a certain distance.

In the open space, a standard and beautiful boxing frame was set up.

Just like that, in front of Principal Zhuge, he started punching.

The boxing technique used was the "Kaishan Boxing" that he secretly learned when he was fighting Dongfang Jibai that day in Hongfen Town.

With a body that is extremely enlightened, any skill and move can be mastered at a glance.

The name of the boxing is Kaishan, and all the moves are extremely powerful and majestic.

Extremely domineering and cruel!

There is an unparalleled fist force that sweeps across the bottom of the cave, making it truly majestic.

In the past, Dongfang Jibai, the son of the master of Shi Po Jingshan Mountain, used this boxing technique, which contained abundant earth spiritual power, to beat Ling Zhen into disgrace within three hundred rounds, making it extremely difficult for him to even stand up.

But just when Ling Zhen was concentrating on practicing his fist moves, the young master in black robes, Zhang Shu, pounced towards him inexplicably.

The young man in green robe was taken aback and immediately withdrew his fist.

However, Zhang Zu came over so fast that it was too late to completely retract his fist.

One strike is so powerful that it can shatter the mountain and crack the rocks. There are countless fist moves.

He quickly blasted towards the mysterious robe.

After all, Zhang Shu has practiced close combat for many years and has considerable experience. Although he cannot help himself, he has not lost the ability to protect himself in time.

Raising his right arm, he blocked the punch Ling Zhen threw at him!

No vital points were hit, but fortunately no injuries were sustained.

"what are you doing?!"

Ling Zhen was furious, glared, and scolded Zhang Shu who was almost injured by his fist.

Xuanpao Zhang Shu, who successfully blocked the punch, was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhuge Jielu's words.

The old principal in a white crane cloak, white hair and black gauze walked forward with a smile, and said warmly: "Don't be anxious, don't panic, I just secretly used my magical power and pushed Zhang with my true energy. The force was clever, and he did this I will be forced to rush towards you."

Ling Zhen frowned, wondering why the emperor would do this?

As a result, Emperor Zhuge gave his answer.

The tall old man with white hair and white beard stood upright and stood between the two young men in Qingpao and Xuanpao. At the same time, he stretched out a hand and put it on the shoulders of Ling Zhen and Zhang Shu respectively, saying: "You guys The two of them accidentally threw a sword and a punch. It was all unintentional mistakes, and they didn't really hurt each other. With one sword and one punch, the two sides were even!"

When Zhuge Jielu said these words, Ling and Zhang looked at each other speechlessly, their expressions silent.

There is no intention of burying the hatchet.

The old principal in a snow cloak standing in the middle of the two laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "It is difficult to repay grudges. The sword is in front and the fist is behind. The two sons of Xuan Qing are both noble men, and their bodies of gold can be used in many ways." , it’s better to shake hands and let go of grudges!”