Yesterday's defeat was simply a shame for Chen Bingyao!
He actually lost to Yang Xiaotian, a second-level martial spirit.
After he returned, he became more and more angry and unwilling to accept it.
He always felt that it was because of his carelessness that he lost to Yang Xiaotian, and there were rumors in the academy that Yang Xiaotian was familiar with the Black Iron Sword Technique, so he was able to defeat him.
Today he will use another set of phantom sword skills he learned to defeat Yang Xiaotian and wash away the shame of yesterday.
The phantom sword technique is more unpredictable and more powerful than the black iron sword technique.
He didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian could handle his phantom sword technique.
"Competed again?" Yang Xiaotian looked at Chen Bingyao, who was full of fighting spirit.
"Yes, why, don't you dare?" Chen Bingyao said fiercely, the sword in his hand buzzing.
Other students in the classroom looked at Yang Xiaotian.
"As you wish." Yang Xiaotian smiled brightly, and then walked to the practice place in the middle of the classroom.
Chen Bingyao was secretly happy. He rushed to the open space in the middle of the classroom first, and then couldn't wait to draw his sword.
At this time, Cao Lu and class monitor Zheng Zhipeng also came to the classroom.
Zheng Zhipeng saw it and said: "Yesterday Bingyao lost because of his carelessness, today Yang Xiaotian will definitely lose!"
Cao Lu nodded, he did not believe that Chen Bingyao would lose to Yang Xiaotian again.
Chen Bingyao stared at Yang Xiaotian fiercely, then suddenly took a lunge and stabbed out with his sword.
Suddenly, there were heavy sword shadows.
It's hard to tell which sword is a real sword and which sword is an imaginary sword.
"Phantom swordsmanship is well-deserved." Zheng Zhipeng said.
Seeing Chen Bingyao stabbing Yang Xiaotian in the left eye with his sword, Yang Xiaotian suddenly raised his hand and pinched Chen Bingyao's long sword with two fingers.
All sword shadows disappeared.
Chen Bingyao, Zheng Zhipeng and others were startled.
"You, can you clearly see my phantom sword technique?" Chen Bingyao couldn't believe it.
At this time, Yang Xiaotian raised his foot and suddenly kicked Chen Bingyao in the chest.
Chen Bingyao felt a sharp pain in his chest and screamed. Like a kicked ball, it hit the stone wall more than ten meters away from the classroom. The stone wall was smashed with a thud.
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw Chen Bingyao sliding down the wall with his thighs spread wide.
"Is the Phantom Sword Technique well-deserved?" Yang Xiaotian said calmly and glanced at Zheng Zhipeng.
Zheng Zhipeng heard Yang Xiaotian's sarcasm, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Yang Xiaotian, do you dare to fight with me?"
"Don't worry, I will fight you in the final exam." Yang Xiaotian said.
Every semester exam in Shenjian Academy will include a practical component.
That is, students in the same class compete and compete.
Jiang Shaofei, a student who was close to Zheng Zhipeng, heard this and said sarcastically: "Yang Xiaotian, if you have the guts, fight monitor Zheng now, why wait until the end."
Yang Xiaotian sneered: "Zheng Zhipeng is nine years old now, more than a year before my martial soul awakened. If he has the guts, why doesn't he find a second-year student to fight?"
Zheng Zhipeng's face didn't look very good.
Jiang Shaofei just now had a dull expression on his face, not knowing how to respond.
"Okay, it's time for class. Everyone, sit down and start class." Cao Lu suddenly said, finally getting rid of Zheng Zhipeng's siege.
Everyone quickly sat down.
Chen Bingyao was helped to the infirmary.
After Zheng Zhipeng sat down, he glared at Yang Xiaotian fiercely, obviously holding a grudge against Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian looked at Zheng Zhipeng with hatred and didn't pay attention to it. Zheng Zhipeng was at the seventh level of strength, and to him, it was just a kick.
However, he doesn't want to reveal too much yet. His martial soul has only been awakened for less than two months. If he reveals his seventh-level strength, it would be too shocking.
By then, I am afraid that even the empire's masters will be alerted, and it will arouse other people's murderous intentions.
"Yang Xiaotian, there is another seat at the very back, sit there." Cao Lu pointed to the seat in the corner of the very back row.
Although sitting in the back affected his vision, Yang Xiaotian didn't care and walked over and sat down.
"Now, everyone, take out the secret book, and I will explain to you the first sword of Sword Thirteen." Cao Lu said, and then practiced the first sword of Sword Thirteen for the students in the open space of the classroom.
Sword Thirteen is one of the acquired sword skills and is also a compulsory martial skill for first-year students of the Divine Sword Academy.
Yang Xiaotian took out the Secret Book of Sword Thirteen, put it on the table and started to read it.
After returning home last night, he had been busy refining the Dragon and Tiger Spirit Pill and hadn't had time to look at it yet.
Thirteen Swords has a total of thirteen moves. The whole secret book only has thirteen pages. Each page is equipped with a sword picture. The changes and mysteries of the sword moves on each page are detailed at the bottom.
Yang Xiaotian flipped through the pages very quickly, and soon read all of Jian Shisan.
Cao Lu talked so much that he was frothing at the mouth. He saw that Yang Xiaotian had been looking through the secret book in the corner and didn't listen to his explanation at all. He couldn't help but get angry: "Yang Xiaotian, get up and practice the first move for everyone. If you can't practice it, you will be punished by standing still." Hour!"
When Zheng Zhipeng and other students heard this, they all looked at Yang Xiaotian with gloating eyes.
Yang Xiaotian looked calm and took the sword thrown by Cao Lu.
"Draw out the sword!"
"Sword Rises Fengzhou!"
Cao Lu shouted sternly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xiaotian jumped forward and stabbed with the long sword in his hand. Suddenly, a gust of sword wind blew past, causing the trash cans in front of him to fly around.
After Yang Xiaotian fell, the trash cans were still flying around.
Cao Lu, Zheng Zhipeng and others were stunned.
"Teacher, is my move Sword Qi Fengzhou right?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
Cao Lu chuckled and said, "Have you ever practiced Sword Qi Fengzhou before?"
Not only was it right, it was impeccable. No matter whether it was the movement or the sword, there was no problem.
When cultivating martial arts, the realm goes from low to high, divided into entry level, small achievement, great achievement, perfection, and the pinnacle.
Generally speaking, it takes one or two months of hard training to get started with acquired martial arts skills, and it takes at least half a year to reach a minor level.
But just now, Yang Xiaotian was able to blow the sword wind with Sword Qi Fengzhou, which definitely meant he had entered the realm of Xiaocheng.
"I haven't practiced before." Yang Xiaotian shook his head: "I just looked through it once."
You haven’t practiced before, you just read it once and you learned it? And reached the level of Xiaocheng? Cao Lu was surprised.
"You mean you learned it after reading it once? Then you finished reading it? Now you know all the moves of Jian Shisan?" Cao Lu looked unbelieving.
Zheng Zhipeng and the other students did not believe it.
Yang Xiaotian asked back: "If I know all of them, then I won't have to come to class this month?" He really didn't want to sit in the classroom every day and listen to Zheng Zhipeng explaining these most basic martial arts skills.
If he had this time, he might as well practice his Tongtian Sword Technique and Shilong Jue, or practice other sword techniques.
When Cao Lu heard this, he looked furious: "If you know all the secret books this semester, you don't have to come to class this semester."
When Yang Xiaotian heard this, he grinned: "Okay!" After saying that, he raised his sword and the sword light suddenly burst out.
"Jianhan Jiuzhou!"
This is the second move.
Suddenly, the sword wind blew up again, and the trash can in front flew higher.
