finish watching.
Go back and study for some days.
Come back to study when you get something.
Most people follow this routine.
Even if Ding Ling is a genius, it is normal for him to not understand everything the first time and to come back to him several times.
However, Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, Feng Buping, Cong Buqi, Yue Lingshan and others had just thought this way.
Ding Ling suddenly raised his hands in the direction of Si Guo Cliff and said loudly:
"My Ding Ling has passed seven levels. I would like to ask Senior Feng Qingyang to show up."
"Um?!!"
Yue Buqun's hand stroking his beard froze and almost pulled his beard off. He looked at Ding Ling in confusion:
"Ding, Ding, Master Ding, is this, is this serious?!"
"probably."
Ning Zhongze was also surprised and uncertain:
"He said so. If he can't do it, Uncle Feng will definitely be furious, and then drive him off Siguo Cliff and never see him again. It's not like this has never happened in the past."
"Why."
Yue Buqun sighed, feeling a little embarrassed.
Ding Lingruo was knocked down the mountain by Feng Qingyang. He stood in the middle and it was difficult to move between the two sides.
"hehe."
Cong Buqi, Feng Buping, and Cheng Buyou, the three descendants of the Sword Sect, sneered. They felt that Ding Ling was exaggerating and was really a clown in the world!
Yue Lingshan, Lauderno and others were also shocked and a little unbelievable.
On the other hand, Lin Pingzhi, Qu Feiyan, Yu Ji and others were much calmer and indifferent, and they even thought this was a very normal thing.
If Ding Ling couldn't quickly crack some of the weak moves, then Ding Ling wouldn't be the peerless Martial God in their hearts!
Whoops!
A gentle breeze blew through the cliff mouth of Siguo Cliff.
Not long after.
A figure suddenly appeared on a boulder.
No one knows when or how he appeared.
Except Ding Ling.
He saw with his own eyes a ghostly figure leaping from the bottom of the cliff and flying onto the boulder like lightning.
So fast.
Indistinguishable to the naked eye.
It was obvious that this man was an extremely skilled player.
brush!
After the man settled on the boulder, he suddenly looked at Ding Ling.
Ding Ling also looked at him.
At this glance, both sides could clearly see each other's figure and appearance.
In Ding Ling's eyes, this man has an upright figure, a clear face, and piercing eyes. Although he is old, he has an air of an immortal, like a sword fairy from the sky who is coming on the wind, and his eyes have an intimidating aura. Sword energy.
"Greetings, senior!"
Ding Ling was greeted.
"Um."
The person who came was obviously Feng Qingyang, with three long strands of beard fluttering under his chin, looking extremely elegant:
"Did you just say you passed seven levels?"
"good."
Ding Ling nodded.
"oh?"
Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Buping in the crowd.
Feng Buping immediately ran over and reported back to Feng Qingyang the specific details of Ding Ling's breakthrough.
After hearing this, Feng Qingyang looked at Ding Ling in shock:
"true?"
"true."
Compared with Cong Buqi and Cheng Buyou, Feng Buping has a relatively better character. Feng Qingyang would choose him to guard these seven passes. It is obvious that he has a very unique and sharp vision.
And all the words Feng Buping said back to Feng Qingyang were all precise, without adding any unnecessary words.
"If it's true, you managed to break through my seven levels in just a few moments. Are you teasing me?"
After Feng Qingyang said that, his face turned slightly red, and it was obvious that he had a secret fire in his heart.
Ding Ling was not annoyed, and just smiled slightly:
"Whether it's true or not, senior will know once you try it!"
"good."
When Feng Qingyang saw Ding Ling's extraordinary bearing, confidence and calmness, and his deep and calm eyes, he couldn't help but be confused for a moment. When he heard Ding Ling say this, he said, "Please practice it for me!" '
"Senior, please take a look."
Ding Ling pointed out how to make a sword:
"This is the remaining move of the first level!"
Clang, clang, clang!
The sword finger thrust out, flying up and down with lightness and dexterity,
Up and down, left and right, turning around as you wish, it is an extremely exquisite swordsmanship!
The remaining moves are no more than a dozen.
However, Ding Ling was not limited to any moves and could practice them at will. He had clearly reached a perfect state where great skill seemed like clumsiness and great clumsiness seemed like skill.
He quickly finished the drill, stood up after finishing his work, and looked at Feng Qingyang:
"Senior, please give me some advice."
"You, you're fine."
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard slightly and looked at Ding Ling in disbelief:
"This is your first time coming into contact with Huashan swordsmanship."
"good."
"If you really didn't lie to me, then you are really a genius!"
Feng Qingyang's carelessness instantly stopped and she looked at Ding Ling with a serious face:
"continue."
"Yes. Senior."
Ding Ling practices the sword moves at the second level.
This time.
He drew his sword and practiced.
But when the sword tip trembled, three sword shadows appeared from the sword, which seemed real and fake, dreamy and illusory. The sword shadows swayed through the void, Zhi la la! It made a harsh sound as if it could pierce through all obstacles.
Feng Qingyang was moved.
Feng Buping on the side was completely dumbfounded, as if he was reading a fantasy.
"Pass."
Seeing Ding Ling stop, Feng Qingyang waved decisively:
"continue!"
The sword moves at the third level are endless and powerful, like three immortals thrusting out a fatal sword at the same time. The sword moves are so strange and powerful that uu Reading is almost irresistible.
"Pass."
Feng Qingyang's pupils tightened, and he looked at Ding Ling with solemn eyes:
"continue!"
As soon as the sword move at the fourth level was used, the sky was filled with the shadow of the violent sword. Wherever the sharp sword passed, the sound of the whirring Xun wind could be faintly heard, and even with the naked eye, one could faintly see the blows coming towards the face. It's so exciting. This energy actually seems to be condensed from the sword energy.
"Okay, okay!"
Feng Qingyang was amazed when he saw it:
"One hundred and eight styles of violent wind and fast sword, you can reach such a level with just a few rudimentary moves. You are really a peerless genius that is hard to find in the world."
Feng Qingyang's eyes changed when she looked at Ding Ling. At this moment, she was filled with appreciation, admiration and approval:
"Very good. If you really have reached this point in a very short period of time just by relying on a few rudimentary moves, then you are definitely a super genius in swordsmanship that has never been seen before or since!
Based on this, I have no reason not to accept you.
But the next sword move is the most special. You can continue to practice it and show it to me. "
Feng Qingyang was extremely satisfied.
Feng Buping looked dumbfounded.
Cong Buqi and Cheng Buyou, the descendants of the Sword Sect, even looked at each other with shock, and they could clearly see the shock in each other's eyes.
Yue Buqun, who was watching from a distance, gasped, and a strand of his beard was pulled off by him.
"Is there really such a heaven-defying swordsmanship prodigy in this world?!"
He muttered to himself, in disbelief.
Compare Ding Ling.
He instantly felt that he was a third-class scum and a cripple.
Ning Zhongze also looked dazed:
"How is that possible?! These first three levels are the sword moves of Huashan Sword Technique, Taiyue Three Green Peaks, and the Three Deadly Immortal Swords. How did Ding Ling learn it?!"
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