When the decision was just made in the Wendao Hall, a crisp sword cry suddenly sounded in the mountains.
The sound of the sword woke up the Xueyun Sect in the early morning.
"The day of joining the kendo has not come yet, who is rushing to be tortured impatiently?"
"It should be Junior Sister Zihan, right? She is the only one in Xueyun who doesn't take Jianfeng seriously."
"It's an innate sword body after all. There are only a few of them in the entire history books."
"Go and have a look?"
"Forget it, I only saw it once two days ago. My Taoist heart is still blocked until now. Let's not add to it this time."
"Wait... is Junior Sister Zihan down?"
"When you ask... I didn't seem to see Junior Sister Zihan coming down when I left."
"Could it...be someone else?"
"Let's go and have a look!"
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Feng Qi frowned and looked at the hem of his clothes, where there was a long and slender cut.
He scratched his hair, feeling that this matter was a bit troublesome.
With his character, he would not obediently follow Xue Wuji's words to find any senior brother to ask for directions. With his understanding of the secret history of Xueyun Sect and some unofficial history, he found the direction of Wuhen Peak and walked there, and then he became It looks like this now.
Thinking of this, he sighed, thinking that Ye Shi really couldn't be trusted. The sword intent here was strong and explicit. How could it be Wuhen Peak?
What should we do now?
If you want to get out of here quickly, begging for mercy should be the easiest way, right?
He shouted twice and sighed after receiving no response, thinking that this matter was really troublesome.
Outside the peak, countless disciples were whispering.
"Who is this person? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"Is it possible that he is an outsider disciple who has just entered the inner mountain?"
"It's possible...but why did he go to climb Sword Peak?"
"You took the wrong path. Didn't you see that he has given up? Qian Renfeng's senior brother will come down and take him away in a while."
"Isn't that right? According to the arrogance of those senior brothers at Qianrenfeng, they would have come down to chase people away if they encountered such weaklings. Why haven't I seen their shadows until now?"
"That's right... Could it be that this is the direct disciple of an elder from Jiange?"
"If you are a direct disciple, you won't give up after climbing more than a dozen feet, right?"
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Feng Qi couldn't hear the outside world, but this didn't prevent him from recognizing the reality.
This should be Qianren Peak, also known as Jianfeng Peak.
There are hundreds of disciples on each of Xueyun's five peaks, and the same is true for Qianren Peak... If no one shows up, is it because this place is special?
When I went up the mountain, I didn't see anything like a restriction, so it shouldn't be a forbidden area.
In this case, this should be a place for assessment or training of disciples... No one showed up, maybe they want to test me?
He stood up and took a tentative step back.
A fierce sword intent suddenly rose under his feet.
His crown of hair was split in two and turned into powder before it fell to the ground amid the sword intent.
The breeze blew by, and the powder disappeared instantly, making it look like nothing happened.
Not allowed to leave?
Although he didn't know what was going on, Feng Qi vaguely felt that something was not right. The last time he felt this way was when he was escorting Tianxing Tie back to Yanyun.
Feng Qi raised his eyebrows and took out the long sword from Yuan Mansion with a thought.
He did not use the Overlord Spear, although his marksmanship was much better than his swordsmanship.
Feeling his sword intention, there were some faint sword sounds in the air.
It turns out that the sense of crisis comes from the lurking sword intent.
Feng Qi smiled, took three steps upwards, and stabbed the air in front of him with his sword.
The first of the three falls of the cloud platform is Izumo.
There was a "ding" sound, and a soft sound came from the ear.
Feng Qi smiled and looked upward, his eyes flashing with silver light.
Traceless sword intent!
In the next half hour, he climbed more than forty feet in one breath, and did not stop until the energy in Yuan Mansion was somewhat exhausted.
He looked around and made sure that there were dozens of sword intents within one foot in front of him and then remained silent for a while.
Qianren Peak is a thousand feet long. At the current speed, is it possible that I will spend a whole day there?
But the teacher seemed to have no intention of saving him.
Perhaps he guessed something, Feng Qi curled his lips, closed his eyes and began to regain his strength.
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"What's going on with this man? Why does it feel like he has changed?"
"Although this speed is not very fast, after all, it is his first time to take up the art of swordsmanship, so he is considered to be extremely talented."
"Now let's see how far he can climb... The sword's will in the way of swordsmanship is not that simple!"
"It's hard to tell. He seems to be a little sensitive to sword intentions. Haven't you noticed? Except for the two swords that were stabbed at the beginning, he actually completely avoided other sword intentions!"
"Is it possible that... he can still compare to Junior Sister Zihan?"
Xue Wuji looked at the picture projected in Jianfeng and frowned.
Xue Qianzhang said from the side: "What else are you dissatisfied with? Although Feng Qi's performance can't be said to be perfect, it is still excellent. Among the disciples who entered Jianfeng for the first time in nearly a century, his performance can be compared to the best. Bai, if he can reach Baizhang...then he can be in the top three!"
Xue Wuji shook his head, "I was able to stay calm when I was in a strange place. It only took a very short time to find the right way to deal with it. I also practiced the Wuhen Sword Intent very well. I am not dissatisfied."
After a pause, he continued: "What I am worried about is his character. Although he has only taken a small step back...how can we, as cultivators, retreat?"
Xue Qianzhang smiled, "A child's character still has a chance to be corrected. If he is born perfect, what do we, the teachers, need to do?"
Xue Wuji nodded and asked casually: "By the way, how is your apprentice?"
Xue Qianzhang said helplessly: "That kid Sheng Yun, it's okay if you don't tell me."
Xue Wuji asked: "What happened to him?"
Xue Qianzhang said: "If that boy had worked half as hard as that girl Zhou Zihan, I wouldn't be so angry."
Xue Wuji sympathized with him, "I didn't say it, but you are too spoiled to Sheng Yun. If it were me, I would have hung that kid up and beaten him eight hundred times."
Xue Qianzhang sighed, "Maybe it's because I was beaten too many times by my master in the past, and I don't want my disciples to live the miserable life I had."
Speaking of that year, Xue Wuji's eyes flashed with nostalgia, "Yes, Master was very strict at that time. The ones who were punished the most were you and Yuan Yulong, and the two of you who were the strongest... Is it really true that a strict master produces a good disciple?"
Xue Qianzhang said: "If you could focus on your sword while peeking at Senior Sister Zhuyuefeng's bath, how could you still be trapped in the middle realm of the virtual path until now?"
Xue Wuji smiled angrily and hurriedly changed the subject, "This kid Fengqi seems to have woken up."
Xue Wuji smiled and shook his head, looking at the mirror.
Feng Qi had already opened his eyes. He moved his muscles, then raised his right fist high and slowly raised his middle finger towards the sword peak.
Xue Qianzhang looked stunned.
The veins on Xue Wuji's forehead twitched, "Traitor! I wonder if I won't give him a hard blow when he comes out!"
Feng Qi didn't know that he had been targeted by the teacher. He was just simply unhappy.
This unhappiness mainly stems from his current situation.
Ever since he started practicing, he had always been the only one to trick others. Unexpectedly, he was pecked in the eye by a goose when he was hunting geese all day long. He was inexplicably caught up in such a troublesome way of swordsmanship, and he felt really suffocated.
Under the spotlight, this time he climbed more than fifty feet before stopping, and it still only took him half an hour.
More and more disciples were watching, and the shock in their eyes became more and more intense.
This shock turned into an uproar when Feng Qi climbed one hundred and twenty feet.
After a hundred feet, every step is filled with sword intent!
Moreover, sword intent is qualitative and intangible. How did this person avoid all sword intent?
Yuan Yulong didn't know when he had arrived beside Xue Qianzhang, looking at the young man in the mirror without saying anything.
Xue Wuji was also shocked and speechless. Even if a person who cultivates Wuhen Sword Intent is naturally more sensitive to things like Sword Intent, how can he use Wuhen Sword Intent?
Xue Qianzhang frowned, "Senior brother, did you only pass on his Traceless Sword Intent or did you pass on the entire Traceless Sword Technique to him?"
Xue Wuji glanced at Yuan Yulong and said nothing.
Xue Qianzhang said: "Tell me, this kid is so talented, even if you do something illegal, I will help you handle it!"
Xue Wuji's eyes lit up, "Are you sure?"
Xue Qianzhang said: "Can't I, the majestic leader of a sect, still be unable to handle such a small thing?"
Xue Wuji was a little embarrassed, "I've passed it all on."
Yuan Yulong snorted.
Xue Qianzhang thought that it was indeed the case.
Xue Wuji looked at Xue Qianzhang, then at Yuan Yulong, with a blush on his face, "I mean... the swordsmanship final."
Xue Qianzhang's voice rose a few degrees, "What did you say?"
Yuan Yulong continued from the side: "Are you sure you can handle this matter? If you are sure, I will go to the Five Peaks Conference now, and I also want to sit in your position as the leader."
Xue Qianzhang smiled dryly at Yuan Yulong and said, "Brother Jian, Lawyer, you are joking."
He glared at Xue Wuji again, "There is no bottom line in doing things. If Feng Qi can't climb two hundred feet, I will dethrone you as the leader of Wuhen Peak today!"
It sounds serious, but they all know that this sentence is actually useless.
Feng Qi climbed one hundred and twenty feet so easily, so how could it be difficult to catch him with the remaining eighty feet?
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Qianrenfeng.
Feng Qi wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that this place was finally interesting.
He rolled his hair casually, picked up the scabbard and inserted it.
Hmm...that way it shouldn't fall down and block the view.
Feng Qi focused his attention on the sword path in front of him again.
The sword intent is dense and fast, and even the traceless sword intent cannot clearly capture every sword intent.
In this case, let's change the approach.
The silver light in Feng Qi's eyes gradually dissipated, he retracted his sword and took out his spear at the same time.
The aura of the Overlord Spear instantly emanated from his body.
As if sensing the domineering momentum, the sword intention on the sword path stagnated for a moment, and then launched the attack with a more awe-inspiring attitude.
Feng Qi didn't care at all about the incoming sword intent.
His shirt suddenly burst open, revealing his muscular upper body. The sword struck it, making a sound of gold and iron, leaving behind white marks that disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The final form of the Overlord Spear, a last-ditch battle!
He stomped his foot violently and ran out instantly, leaving only a series of afterimages behind him.
His somewhat arrogant laughter echoed across the sword path.
Hearing his laughter, Xue Wuji became even more embarrassed.
I just said that he had passed on Feng Qi's entire book of swordsmanship. I never thought that this kid would find it troublesome and use the moves in the Overlord Spear. Although judging from his situation, the timing of using the Overlord Spear is more important than using the sword. Good, but somewhat opportunistic.
He secretly glanced at Yuan Yulong and said with a dry smile: "Using the Overlord's Spear to deal with these sword intentions, this kid is actually smart."
Yuan Yulong said coldly: "Smart? After two hundred feet, the sword will rise to a knowing intensity. I hope his last stand is strong enough. Otherwise, you may have to find another disciple to inherit your mantle!"
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