Asking for Humiliation!
Zhao Zhijing was stunned, unable to react.
Practice…practice?
Xu Wushuang calmly put away the Bamboo Book Chronicles in his hand and said," Didn't you want to consult me?!"
"Ah…yes, I do want to ask for advice, but…"
As Zhao Zhijing spoke, he suddenly smiled and slightly cupped his hands."Then this disciple will be embarrassing himself. I hope Little Uncle-Master can give me some pointers!”
After saying that, Zhao Zhijing's lips curled into a cold smile. He took a few steps back and pulled out the sword in his hand!
Initially, he was puzzled that it would end just like that.
However, he did not expect that the twists and turns of the situation would suddenly change. Xu Wushuang suddenly gave him another chance to continue!
Thinking of this, Zhao Zhijing looked at Xu Wushuang with a hint of mockery in his eyes!
In the beginning, he thought that Xu Wushuang was really calm and composed, but now…he probably still couldn't wipe away his face and wanted to save face.
Little Uncle-Master, Little Uncle-Master…You are asking for humiliation!
"Clang!"
A soft sound rang out!
He unsheathed his sword!
When the surrounding disciples saw this, they started whispering in surprise.
Just like Zhao Zhijing, they didn't expect Xu Wushuang to suddenly give them pointers!
Many people shook their heads slightly.
He felt that Xu Wushuang's actions would probably really be disgraced by Zhao Zhijing, this junior!
Luck, footwork, sword wielding, hand shaking…
Sword light flashed!
Zhao Zhijing held his sword and moved around. A set of sword techniques was swung out fiercely!
Flowing water!
It caused many disciples around to cheer in low voices!
It had to be said that Zhao Zhijing was indeed the best among the third generation disciples of Quan Zhen Sect. His talent was not bad.
Even though he had only recently cultivated the Quanzhen high-tier sword technique, One Qi Form Three Pure Ones, he had already stepped into the threshold and was extremely familiar with it!
2918 consecutive stabs!
Zhao Zhijing's gaze was like lightning, as if it could pierce through the void. His figure suddenly leaped high up into the air, as if he was charging down from the sky!
A sword light flashed!
The corners of Zhao Zhijing's mouth curled up into a cold smile. The long sword in his hand actually rushed towards Xu Wushuang!
The sharp sword light suddenly increased by one at this moment!
One Qi turned into Three Pure Ones!
When his swordsmanship reached the Mastery stage, every sword move was split into three. When he stabbed out, there was only one move, but when he shook his wrist, the sword move was split into three!
Now that Zhao Zhijing had split his sword into two, it was obvious that he had mastered it!
Whoosh!
When the surrounding disciples saw this scene, their expressions all changed and they looked over in shock!
They were shocked by Zhao Zhijing's strength and also shocked by Zhao Zhijing's boldness to actually use such a fierce sword light to bully Xu Wushuang, the Youngest Uncle!
The sword moves were swift and ruthless!
The disciples who were closer to him could even feel the sword's edge pouncing towards his face, directly taking his life. The pressure of facing death surged up!
But…
Xu Wushuang was still standing on the spot with his hands behind his back. His expression was calm as he faced the cold sword that was less than a finger away!
Such a scene caused the cold smile on Zhao Zhijing's lips to freeze!
He had wanted to bully Xu Wushuang with his sword moves in front of so many disciples. He wanted to scare this uncle-master who didn't cultivate martial arts and embarrass him!
Unexpectedly, Xu Wushuang still had a calm expression!
There was no fear on his face!
Even if the sword was less than a finger away!
When Zhao Zhijing saw this, he felt extremely angry and ruthless in his heart!
The longsword did not stop!
It went straight for Xu Wushuang's throat!
When the surrounding disciples saw this, their expressions were aghast. Just as they were about to shout!
Zhao Zhijing put away his sword and landed on the ground!
His face was a little ashen, and there was no longer a smile on his face. He looked at Xu Wushuang in disbelief!
He did not expect that his Youngest Uncle, who did not cultivate martial arts, would have such a strong will!
From the beginning to the end, he did not move at all, and his expression did not change at all!
The other disciples also looked over in surprise.
"Sword!"
Just as someone was wondering if Xu Wushuang was forcefully holding on, Xu Wushuang said indifferently.
Zhao Zhijing was stunned and looked at Xu Wushuang in surprise.
Xu Wushuang…
Could it be that he really had to give him some pointers?!
" Little Uncle-Master, aren't you…"
"Sword!"
Xu Wushuang said indifferently, interrupting Zhao Zhijing's words!
Zhao Zhijing's expression stiffened. He pursed his lips and offered the sword in his hand with both hands.
"Little Uncle-Master…is it for real?!”
Didn't you say you don't understand?"
"You're just pretending!"
……
This scene caused many disciples to whisper in surprise. They did not expect Xu Wushuang to be serious. It seemed that he really wanted to teach Zhao Zhijing how to transform into the Three Pure Ones!
Xu Wushuang raised his hand to pick up the long sword and shook it lightly!
"Buzz!"
The sword edge trembled slightly!
"Martial Nephew Zhao, look carefully!"
As he spoke, Xu Wushuang raised his hand and shook it. His long sword rushed out like a dragon coming out of the sea, and an incomparably sharp sword light tore through the air!
Weng!
The air trembled!
The sword in Xu Wushuang's hand was split into three!
One Qi turned into Three Pure Ones!
"Ahhhhh…"
Zhao Zhijing, who was standing at the front, saw the three sword lights that were coming at him. His expression changed and he screamed in fear!
Deng!
Zhao Zhijing took a few steps back in panic. He staggered and fell to the ground in a sorry state!
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