With a loud rumble, the fragile ceiling of the Clear Sword Temple naturally fell into a prone position. Fortunately, the beams did not collapse completely. Of course, it was not far from it.
Qing Tian and the other Taoist priests shouted loudly.
Su Murong and the other disciples lost control of their facial expressions once again.
The perpetrator, Cang Yun, was so shocked that his snot flowed into his wide open mouth.
Only when the dust settled did the Clear Sword Spectator and his disciples come back to their senses. They rushed to the main hall. For the rest of the day, they did not continue to demonstrate the sword technique and talisman Dao. Instead, they went to save the main hall. Fortunately, Qing Tian and the others had some magic power. They ran into the forest and cut down a big tree. They casually shaved it and fixed it under the beam of the hall to prevent the hall from collapsing at any time.
At night, the master and disciples almost broke their waists, so they could only push the examination of the disciples to the next day.
The next morning, at the back of the mountain.
Qing Tian looked at his seven disciples who were lined up in a row and said,""Yesterday's test has not been completed. Today, I and your three masters will continue yesterday's test.”
"First Master, didn't we all practice sword techniques yesterday?" Ping Jian asked.”
"En, I'm also very satisfied with your swordsmanship. It's just that today you're going to do actual combat."”
"Combat?" Everyone asked in unison. Other than Cang Yun, he was still regretting the blessing activity yesterday.
Qing Tian said,"You've been training your sword for the past few years. Do you know how to use the sword in your hands?"”
"Aren't we using it every day?" Ping Qing asked curiously.”
Qing Tian said,"You're just using the sword according to your own thoughts." If you are facing an enemy, do you know how to win?”
Seeing that his disciples were speechless, Qing Tian said with satisfaction,""Therefore, you need to think of how to unleash the power of the sword in your hands. The Shangqing Sword Art of our sect focuses on Sword Qi. In the future, after you have cultivated Sword Qi, your use of Sword Qi will also be affected by the use of the sword in your hands today.”
Seeing that Eldest Brother was talking about his disciples in a daze, Qing One added,""I'm just teaching you how to beat people up, understand?”
Su Murong and the others had a look of realization. The blue sky was secretly resentful, stealing my limelight again.
"Master, how are we going to fight?" Murong Su asked. He couldn't go out and kill demons now, right?”
"Good question, Su Su. Why would I let you do such a dangerous thing?" Qing Lan smiled. I have my ways." After she finished speaking, Qing Lan raised her hand and released a beam of Sword Qi. The Sword Qi shot towards Murong Su and exploded. It wrapped around Murong Su like a veil and then turned transparent. It was impossible to tell that Murong Su was wrapped in Sword Qi.
Qing Lan explained," This is my protective sword Qi. It's impossible to break it with your current power. Later, I and your other masters will give each of you a protective sword Qi. That way, you can attack each other without getting hurt."”
Then, Qing Lan, Qing Yi, and Qing Jian released their Sword Qi to envelop their disciples, including Cang Yun.
The blue sky was like a shadow puppet swaying in the wind." The three of you stole my lines " continued to drift away.
Ping Jian and Ping Qing immediately began to slash at each other. At first, they didn't dare to use too much strength, but when their swords landed on each other's bodies, they only caused the air to vibrate on the surface of each other's skin. They continued to increase their strength until they finally erupted with their strongest strength, but they could only slightly shake each other's protective sword qi. The two of them immediately began to slash at each other crazily.
Qing Lan stepped forward and pulled the two of them away." I didn't give you the protective sword Qi for you to play with. I gave it to you to compete with each other." "You guys have different sword styles, so this is a chance for you to improve and learn about actual combat." Qing Lan pointed at Su Murong and said,""Murong, you go first."
"Yes," Su Murong answered and walked to Qing Lan."Su Su, you're Second Senior Sister. Come and spar with Murong first.”
Murong Su paused. "Yes."
At that moment, Su Murong and Murong Su stood opposite each other while the others formed a circle.
Su Murong cupped his hands and said," Junior Sister, we have Master's protective Sword Qi. There's no need to show mercy. You go first."”
Murong Su's face was slightly red as she said,"I…"
Before Murong Su could finish speaking, Qing Yi, Ping Qing, and Ping Jian, the group of unscrupulous spectators, were already shouting in a strange manner.
"Good luck, Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister.”
"Murong, Su Su, don't worry. You won't get hurt.”
"Go, go, go!"
Murong Su could only calm herself down and said,""Then I'm sorry for being rude." The sword rose with the sound and stabbed straight at Su Murong.
Su Murong said,"Alright," and raised his sword to meet him.
In the beginning, the two of them fought against each other for the first time. It was far from their usual practice of sword techniques. Their sword techniques had broken points and could not be coherent. After a hundred moves, the two of them entered the state of sword intent. Their sword techniques were coherent and they could attack and defend freely. Su Murong's every sword move was clear and distinct. Murong Su was like a sword light or a screen of light.
Each of Su Murong's sword strikes could cut through Murong Su's light screen, and the light screen was endless, making it impossible for him to escape.
Murong Su's sword light could always surround Su Murong, but it couldn't be cut off when it got close.
After almost a thousand moves, the two of them were still unable to determine the victor.
"Su Su's comprehension of sword techniques is actually not inferior to Murong's," Qing Yi said curiously.”
The Blue Wave Sword nodded in wonder.
The blue sky was still floating alone.
Ping Qing, Ping Jian, Cang Yun, Zhu Xue, and Vermillion Bird were all engrossed in the battle. The two of them had fought for more than two thousand moves and were still in a stalemate. None of them had shown any signs of exhaustion.
Su Murong's cultivation was more profound. After all, he was a freak who was able to release sword qi during his first lecture. In the end, Su Murong's sword qi won greatly, and it was faintly on the verge of leaving his body. Su Murong could no longer control the sword qi in the last strike. A sword qi broke through the air. Murong Su's expression changed. He turned his sword around and retreated. At the same time, a sword curtain appeared in front of him. The human body was not as fast as the sword qi. In the end, Su Murong's sword qi broke through all of Murong Su's sword screen and hit Murong Su. However, it was like an arrow at the end of its flight. Even without Qing Lan's protective sword qi, it could not hurt Murong Su.
Although they knew that Murong Su would not be injured, everyone's hearts still tightened.
"Junior Sister, are you alright?" Su Murong rushed over and asked.”
Murong Su was not upset or angry about losing the competition. Instead, she smiled sweetly and said,""It's fine, senior brother. You're really amazing.”
Su Murong also smiled and said,"Thank you for letting me win, Junior Sister."”
Ping Jian suddenly jumped out and shouted,"I want to compete too."”
It turned out that after watching the competition between Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister, the few juniors felt their blood boil. They all wanted to immediately find someone to compete in sword techniques.
"Alright, who do you want to compete with?" Qing Lan asked. The first one is not allowed to choose Pingqing. Your sword techniques are the most similar, so you are not allowed to fight each other.”
"Then I can't possibly choose Sixth Junior Sister and Seventh Junior Sister, right? How can a senior brother bully a junior sister?"”
Zhu Xue and Vermilion Bird immediately expressed their strong dissatisfaction and condemnation.
Su Murong smiled." Junior Brother, Senior Brother isn't tired either. How about I spar with you?"”
Before Ping Jian could answer, Qing Yi said," No, Ping Jian has to defeat Su Su before he can challenge your Eldest Senior Brother. That's interesting."”
With such a master who was afraid of the world falling into chaos, Su Murong could only smile bitterly.
Murong Su did not object and said,""Ah 'Jian, I'll compete with you.”
"Second Senior Sister, you're so gentle. How could I bear to fight you? It wouldn't be good if I hurt you."”As he spoke, he stole a glance at Su Murong, but Su Murong pretended not to see it. Murong Su smiled." Don't look down on Senior Sister. Is it because you saw me lose just now and feel disdain to fight with me?"”
"No, no," Ping Jian hurriedly replied.”
Murong Su didn't wait for him to say anything more and said,"Then take the sword."?”
Only when Murong Su's sword aura was activated did Ping Jian know what it meant to be unable to speak out when one was suffering. When he saw Su Murong and Murong Su fighting, Murong Su's sword veil was always broken by Su Murong. Ping Jian had really underestimated him. Now that it was his turn, Ping Jian realized that this sword veil was actually Second Senior Sister's continuous sword moves. If he did not choose the right time and could not cut the sword, the sword veil would naturally not break. Without any strength, even if he cut it, it would be forcefully broken by Second Senior Sister. It was useless. Before long, the flat sword was like a cocoon wrapped in layers of silk by Murong Su. It could only circle around in a small area.
"Ah 'Jian, think about your sword intent," Qing Jian reminded.”
Ping Jian was trapped by Murong Su. When he heard Qing Jian's words, he instantly thought of the insights he had gained from his usual sword practice. He suddenly realized that the reason why he had fallen into a passive position was because he had inadvertently imitated Eldest Senior Brother Su Murong's sword technique. He kept trying to break through Senior Sister's sword screen and thus forgot about his own sword technique. With this thought in mind, Ping Jian's sword momentum suddenly changed. He no longer wanted to cut through Murong Su's sword momentum, but instead, it was agile and agile. For a moment, Ping Jian's sword momentum was as smooth as flowing water. Murong Su's layers of encirclement also turned into layers of light gauze around Ping Jian, as if it was to embellish Ping Jian's unrestrained movement technique. Cang Yun and the others cheered as they watched.
Murong Su did not panic when he saw the change in the flat sword's momentum. He smiled and said,""Fourth Junior Brother, be careful." The sword in his hand shook, but Cang Yun and the others couldn't see any changes. The few old Daoists knew that this second disciple had changed his moves. The other person who saw through it was Su Murong, because he had just fought with Murong Su. The one who felt it the most was naturally the flat sword. The disadvantage that he had just recovered from suddenly changed again. Just now, he was still dancing in the layers of encirclement. Now, it seemed that he was always jumping into the encirclement. The flat sword could not escape even if it jumped here and there.
"Could it be that I have suicidal tendencies?" Just as Ping Jian was letting his imagination run wild, all the sword screens disappeared, leaving only the tip of the sword in front of his face.
"Junior Brother, you've lost." Murong Su said with a smile.”
"Second Senior Sister, you're really amazing. I really don't know how Eldest Senior Brother won just now," Ping Jian said dejectedly.”
The surrounding delinquent audience members began to cheer.
Qing Lan came over and said," Ah 'Jian, don't be discouraged. Your eldest senior brother broke it with force. Your power is not as good as yours, so it's normal that you can't break Su Su's sword technique." It's not that your sword technique is inferior to Su Su's, but your senior sister's cultivation is deeper than yours. When both of you have formed sword qi, sword qi and sword technique complement each other. If your cultivation is much higher than your senior sister's, you can still break it with force. Do you understand? It's the same for you, understand?”
The seven disciples nodded in agreement.
This time, everyone knew how powerful Murong Su was and no longer dared to challenge her.
Ping Qing had to compete with Ping Jian. Unfortunately, Ping Jian had a lot of experience in the competition just now. His swordsmanship was a level higher than Ping Qing's. After winning against Ping Qing, Ping Qing was very angry. He lost to his junior brother and went to compete with Su Murong. The two of them fought for a long time and finally lost to Su Murong. However, in these two matches, Ping Qing and Ping Jian could fight evenly.
Zhu Xue and the Vermilion Bird's sword techniques were similar, but they also had a little bit of Murong Su's style. However, Murong Su was surrounding her opponent layer by layer, while their sword techniques had a certain attraction, sucking her opponent into the abyss of the whirlpool step by step.
Unfortunately, Zhu Xue and the Vermillion Bird were young and did not have enough stamina. They were still unable to defeat their senior brothers and sisters. However, after a few battles, his understanding of sword techniques had increased by a large margin, and he had experienced the significance of actual combat.
In the end, everyone's eyes turned to Cang Yun.
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