On the freshman stage, Lin Yudie, who was wearing a long green dress, was rare and did not hold any magic weapon in her hand.
Her opponent is a young man wearing a conspicuous red robe and a flamboyant personality.
"Yudie, I don't want to hurt you. It's still too late for you to leave the ring now."
"Zhang Yang, do you think that you, like Senior Yang back then, can defeat the strong with the weak and fight across the ranks?"
Yang Feng has long been a legend at Zhuxian University. Zhuxian University has even recruited more students this time than any previous class. Part of the reason for this is because of Yang Feng.
It's just that they have been here for three years. Except for a statue of Yang Feng at the entrance of Zhuxian University, as for Yang Feng himself, they haven't even seen a shadow.
So even if Yang Feng himself is standing in the crowd now, if no one takes the initiative to point it out, no one will know.
Lin Yudie and Zhang Yang fought in the ring.
Under the ring, Lu Tong was eager for Lin Yudie to kick Zhang Yang off the ring. Unfortunately, no matter how useless Zhang Yang was, he was still in the middle stage of the Bigu Stage, and his spiritual power was much stronger than that of ordinary middle stage Bigu Stage monks.
Against Lin Yudie, a monk in the late stage of the fasting stage, he actually fought back and forth without falling behind.
"Not to mention, although Zhang Yang's temperament is a bit flamboyant, he is still a rare good talent."
Yang Feng now views his juniors as a senior.
"I don't care whether he is a good person or not. If he dares to touch the woman I like, I will have to take off one of his arms in a while."
Lu Tong, now he is obsessed with sex and is completely in love. The more he looks at Zhang Yang, the more unhappy he becomes.
There's still sanity there.
When Yang Feng heard Lu Tong's words, he just shook his head. Five years later, Lu Tong has also entered the Golden Core stage, but his qualifications are indeed not very good. He is only in the middle of the Golden Core stage now, and is still far away from the later stage.
The fight in the arena became more and more intense.
"Lin Yudie, be optimistic about my sword."
"Draw your sword and kill!"
Zhang Yang also knows his own strengths and weaknesses. Although his aura is not weaker than Lin Yudie's in the later stage of the inelegant stage, the opponent's aura is better in quantity.
If he chooses to continue competing with the other party for spiritual power, he will definitely lose.
"Hmph! Give me a slap."
"Luohua Divine Sword Palm!"
A thin layer of cicada clothes grew out of Lin Yudie's palm, and then all the surrounding flowers gathered here.
"This, this is a high-grade spiritual technique, the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm? It really lives up to its reputation."
"Lin Yudie is truly a proud daughter of heaven. She can master such spiritual energy techniques at such a young age. As we advance in cultivation in the future, we seniors will be troubled."
…
Many of the students who were watching silently looked at the figure gathering hundreds of flowers on the ring.
However, Zhang Yang's inconspicuous sword-drawing skills did not attract anyone's attention.
"Huh? Drawing the sword and slashing? You must have practiced it more than a thousand times, right? But drawing the sword and slashing is about the speed of the sword. The person moves before the sword reaches it. Unfortunately, he pays attention to the form."
Yang Feng pointedly pointed out Zhang Yang's shortcomings in drawing the sword.
The next second, the long black sword on Zhang Yang's waist was unsheathed. With a flash of cold light, the sword was in front of Lin Yudie, and a divine sword flew out of Lin Yudie's tornado-like petals.
Pointing directly at the center of Zhang Yang's eyebrows, Zhang Yang wanted to use his sword to resist, but unfortunately it was too late.
"You lost."
Lin Yudie looked at Zhang Yang condescendingly.
Zhang Yang had a look of reluctance, which finally turned into a look of helplessness.
He turned around and walked off the ring, leaving in disgrace.
Yang Feng bent down and picked up the long black knife that fell on the ground.
"Junior, please stay. Your sword was forgotten on the ground."
Yang Feng picked up the knife and did not return it immediately.
As flamboyant as he was, what came into view when he turned around was his impeccable facial features. Even though he was as flamboyant as he was, he had restrained his temper at this moment. m.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhang Yang reached out to take the black knife, but Yang Feng retracted his hand halfway through the hand.
Zhang Yang frowned, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Yang Feng's voice.
"Do you want to see a real draw and slash?"
Zhang Yang raised his head subconsciously.
The inconspicuous black knife in Yang Feng's hand had already been unsheathed, and the sword energy released in an instant cut the surrounding woods into dead wood.
"The speed of drawing the sword depends on the speed of drawing the sword. If you have distracting thoughts and pay attention to the form, you will fall behind. The draw of the sword will not be able to exert the power it should have."
Even some of the Nascent Soul stage monks present did not dare to take Yang Feng's casual blow just now.
"Thank you, senior. I have learned my lesson, but I haven't asked the senior to name me yet?"
"Practice your sword well! We will meet again, and you will know my name even if I don't tell you."
Yang Feng didn't want to be too ostentatious. He gave Zhang Yang some advice because he saw that Zhang Yang was a malleable talent and didn't want him to go astray and waste his talent.
"Thank you, senior. I'll take my leave."
After failing to advance, Zhang Yang no longer had the intention to stay here. More importantly, Yang Feng's knife just now gave him a glimmer of understanding.
After Zhang Yang walked far away, he still couldn't help but look back at Yang Feng, wanting to imprint this figure in his mind.
"Senior, please stay!"
Yang Feng wanted to retreat into the crowd, but Lin Yudie on the stage jumped off the ring and stopped in front of him.
"Senior, the action you just drew and slashed with your sword made me admire you. I have a merciless request..."
Speaking of the latter, Lin Yudie's voice was as low as a mosquito.
"You don't have to be like this, schoolgirl. If you have anything, you can just say it."
"I want senior to point out the shortcomings of my Luohua Shenjian palm just now."
Lin Yudiesu squeezed the corners of her skirt tightly with her hands and mustered up the courage to speak.
Lu Tong in the crowd stared straight-eyed.
"Brother, this opportunity must be reserved for my younger brother!"
"Ahem! It's a small matter, Lu Tong, you have practiced the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm, so it's perfect for you to demonstrate it to Senior Lin."
Yang Feng stopped, but he didn't expect that Lin Yudie would be attracted by just pointing his finger.
"Hehe! Senior Sister Lin, let me show you the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm!"
Lu Tong tried to remain aloof.
"Brother, I have never practiced the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm. You must help me."
Lu Tong secretly conveyed the message.
"You can practice it as I told you later and then point out the shortcomings."
Yang Feng agreed without saying a word. Although he had never practiced palm skills, he knew that all methods lead to the same goal.
"Xuemei Lin, take care."
“One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi!
One flower blooming alone is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming together fills the garden with spring.
Flowers are condensed in the palm of the hand, and the divine sword is made. The sword cuts hundreds of flowers, and it is ruthless! "
Lu Tong practiced the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm according to what Yang Feng transmitted to him, and he actually gathered flowers into a sword, and the sword revealed the meaning of the flowers.
"Gather flowers to form a sword, and the sword points to the heart! How far does it take to understand the sword's intention?"
"This man looks familiar!"
"Lutong?"
…
Zhang Sheng in the crowd noticed the sword executed by Lu Tong.
"Please also ask the seniors to express Yudie's shortcomings."
Lin Yudie was completely impressed by Lu Tong's Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm.
"Senior sister, Luohua Divine Sword Palm is a palm technique, but it focuses on the sword's intention. However, the junior student puts the cart before the horse and pursues the sharpness of the palm technique while ignoring the sword's intention."
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