Buzz.
Just as Xie Junlin thought of this, Zhuo Yihang's hand gesture stopped him.
The white Qi pillar around him instantly split into two streams.
They were of different colors and then turned into two sword energy snakes.
The spirit snake's breath was filled with sword qi as it ferociously attacked Xie Junlin.
Xie Junlin was still calm.
He took a few steps forward and waved the branch in his hand.
It was a different sword technique.
It was the second sword technique that Xie Junlin cultivated.
Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
Xie Junlin sent out his internal strength and attached it to the tree branch.
Then, he stabbed out with two swords.
The sword struck the eye of one of the spirit snakes, and the sword struck a sword scale on the body of another spirit snake.
It was clearly inconspicuous.
However, the two Sword Qi Spirit Snakes shuddered.
It was as if the cornerstone of a tall tower had been extracted.
All of a sudden, it became shaky.
Peng.
The two Sword Qi Spirit Snakes finally couldn't hold on any longer. They only advanced a few dozen centimeters forward. Before they could even get close to Xie Junlin, they turned into smoke and dissipated.
The victor had been decided.
"Good, good, good. What a good Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.”
"Song Yuanqiao said that you might have already mastered the Thirteen Swords of God, but I didn't believe it. Now, it seems that you're probably not far from grasping the true intent of the Thirteen Swords of God.”
"Little Xie, you are indeed a rare genius in the Dao of the Sword.”
Perfected Zi Yang saw that the outcome had been decided and walked forward with a smile, praising him non-stop.
"Thank you for your praise, Martial Uncle Zi Yang."
As long as he broke through to Grandmaster from Xiantian, he would automatically be promoted to the same seniority and status as Song Yuanqiao.
Therefore, Xie Junlin's address of Uncle Master was not unjust.
"You've already lost. Why are you still standing there?”
Seeing Zhuo Yihang still standing there in a daze, the Immortal Zi Yang couldn't help but grumble.
Zhuo Yi Hang only came back to his senses when he heard his master's shout.
However, looking at his dazed expression, he probably still did not understand where he had lost.
Xie Junlin found it a little funny, but he still explained in detail.
It turned out that the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God was created by Perfected Zhang in his early years.
It specialized in attacking the Shenmen acupoint on the wrist.
As long as he struck, the enemy would directly drop their weapons.
After Perfected Zhang became a grandmaster, he improved the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
From the original direct stab to the divine gate, it was changed to direct stab at the flaw.
Zhuo Yi Hang's two spirit snakes were made up of countless sword qi. There were already many flaws.
In addition, Xie Junlin had the Brilliant Sword Heart physique, so his comprehension of sword techniques was deeper. It was easier to find flaws.
Xie Junlin naturally chose to use the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God against his opponent.
"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Zhuo, you just started to specialize in the Dual Polarity Sword Technique. And this sword art is incomparably fierce."
"Also, you chose to use the flexible sword instead of the flexible sword. There are many disagreements in between.”
"So if Junior Brother Zhuo is willing to listen to Senior Brother, then go to the Tripitaka Block and exchange for another sword art.”
After Xie Junlin finished speaking, Zhuo Yihang was stunned.
He did not expect Xie Junlin to be willing to guide him when he specially came to challenge him.
"Thank you, senior brother. I owe you a favor for disturbing you today.”
Zhuo Yi Hang held his sword and cupped his fists. His eyes finally regained clarity.
It seemed that he had completely walked out of his inner demons.
After all, some people could only see their backs in this lifetime.
Want to catch up? That was nonsense.
And now, Xie Junlin had already become that kind of person.
"Silly boy, Xie boy's talent is so strong. I reckon that it won't be long before the cultivation between the two of you will be pulled apart.”
"You'd better learn from me and strive for the future.”
Hearing Zhuo Yihang's words, the Immortal Zi Yang shook his head and revealed the cruel truth of the matter without hesitation.
Xie Junlin, who was beside him, only smiled.
But he knew that Immortal Zi Yang was right.
The disciples of Wudang Mountain could leave the mountain once they reached the second-rate realm.
As for Xie Junlin, he was not far from the second-rate realm.
After he went to Shaolin, he would probably go down the mountain to wander and see the world.
In the future, Xie Junlin might never encounter such a story-telling contest again.
In the martial world, what mattered most was not morality, but benefits and life and death.
Moreover, Xie Junlin knew that the underworld in this world was far bigger than the underworld in any martial arts novel in his previous life.
"Brat Xie, it looks like you and Song Qingshu will be competing for first place in the selection a week from now.”
"But I need to tell you that Song Qingshu is Priest Mu's disciple.”
"Priest Mu is also a Taoist, but somehow, he has a bit of devil power.”
"It is said that the brutal sword art Song Qingshu used to kill bandits three years ago was taught by Priest Mu.”
"So, you should be careful during the selection.”
After Immortal Zi Yang finished speaking, he pulled Zhuo Yihang out of Xie Junlin's room.
The next time he saw Zhuo Yi Hang, it would probably be the selection competition three days later.
"Song Qingshu is Priest Mu's disciple? Good luck."
Xie Junlin indeed did not know about this.
Priest Mu came from the Legend of Lu Xiaofeng, and was one of the few powerful warriors in the world. He had been trying to become the leader of Wudang Sect for a long time.
In this world, Priest Mu had already broken through to the grandmaster level, and was now one of the three great grandmasters of Wudang.
However, in this world, Wudang Mountain was guarded by Perfected Zhang.
Naturally, he did not dare to covet the position of Wudang Sect's sect master.
However, he didn't know if he still had the identity of Old Knife in his heart.
Speaking of which, Song Qingshu and Priest Mu were a good match.
They were both apostates and ambitious.
It was just that one's ambition was for women, and another's ambition was for power.
"In this case, I have to be more serious in this selection.”
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