"Those who imitate me live, those who imitate me die."
"My sword is my sword. No one can learn it.”
After slashing out with his sword in anger, Ah Mu relaxed.
These two sentences kept rolling in his mind.
Yes.
He had always wanted to be a swordsman, but who said that only people like Bai Lan could be a swordsman?
If I, Ah Mu, say yes, then yes!
"Your sword is your sword. I, Ah Mu, also have my own sword!”
Looking at the place where Bai Lan's figure disappeared, Ah Mu muttered to himself. His dazed eyes gradually focused and then became dazzling.
Subconsciously, he gripped the sword in his hand.
Yin!
That familiar feeling appeared once again.
His sword had always been there, but he had neglected it earlier.
After that.
A Mu bowed deeply in the direction where Bai Lan disappeared.
Not far away.
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu stood with smiles, welcoming Ah Mu's return.
……
Let's talk about Bai Lan.
Borrowing Ah Mu's sword, he left.
He didn't use any movement techniques and only relied on his speed.
Even so, it only took him a moment to return to his room.
"Running away after acting tough, how exciting!”
When Bai Lan closed the door, she took a look at the sky behind her. Seeing that no one followed her, she was instantly relieved.
What a joke!
He didn't dare to stay there now. Otherwise, it would be strange if Mosheng Valley didn't get anxious with him!
Although it was a temporary measure, it was not something to be proud of since he had framed a martial uncle.
He simply slipped away.
That night.
Bai Lan went into seclusion again.
The spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth gathered again.
When he fought Zhang Sanfeng, he understood that it was not that he had encountered a bottleneck, but that the natural spiritual opportunity of Wudang Mountain was not enough for him to break through to the Connate Realm.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth was extremely mysterious.
In just a day and a night, Wudang's spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth had recovered.
Although it was not as dense as before, it was enough for Bai Lan to break through.
Therefore, he did not plan to delay any longer.
Two hours later.
A powerful aura spread out in all directions from Bai Lan's room.
It was as if it had never appeared before.
"System, bring up my data panel!”
[Name: Bai Lan]
[Age: 18]
[Realm: Innate (famous), Sword Dao First Realm (100%)]
[Cultivation Techniques: Innate Limitless Mystic Technique (100%), Pure Yang Limitless Technique (100%), Innate Supreme Stellar Energy (100%), Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Technique (100%), Heavenly Silkworm Technique (100%)…]
[Fist Techniques: Wudang Long Fist (100%)] Taiji Fist (100%)
[Sword Techniques: Basic Sword Techniques (100%), Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God (100%), Taiji Sword Techniques (100%)]
[Palm Technique: None]
……
Bai Lan smiled as she watched her cultivation level increase from Half-step to Inborn to Inborn, and her Inborn Limitless Xuan Art finally broke through from the peak of Level Six to the Upper Class of Level Seven. She felt indescribably happy.
At this moment.
There was a layer of invisible air swirling and surging around his body, enveloping Bai Lan.
That was the protective qi wall formed by the Innate True Origin.
Generally speaking.
When a Xiantian warrior released his full strength, the protective qi wall was about a foot thick.
However, when Bai Lan released her full strength, it exceeded three feet!
It was more than three times the protective qi wall of an ordinary Xiantian warrior!
This meant…
If an ordinary Xiantian Realm warrior were to swing his sword at Bai Lan, he would not even be able to break his protective Qi wall.
It was only possible if three people attacked at the same time.
In other words.
The current Bai Lan could fight against three Inborn experts by herself.
……
Although ordinary martial artists could not sense Bai Lan's aura of breaking through to the Connate Realm, Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and the others, who were in the Connate Realm and above, could sense it.
In the True Martial Hall.
Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were discussing.
At a certain moment, the two of them stopped one after another. They sensed it slightly and then smiled at the same time.
"Yuanqiao, let this kid be the leader of the third generation of Wudang disciples.”
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. His eyes were filled with gratification and anticipation.
"Yes, Master."
"Tomorrow, I will issue the Sect Leader's decree. From now on, Bai Lan will be the chief disciple of the third generation of Wudang disciples.”
Song Yuanqiao nodded.
Elsewhere.
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were chatting.
"Bai Lan, this brat, actually called me a good-for-nothing. Although I can understand that it's for the good of my Ah Mu, this kind of behavior makes me, as his martial uncle, very sad.”
"No, I have to find a way to get back at him.”
Yin Liting laughed." You're the mighty Mo Qixia. Why do you care about such a small matter? Besides, it's not that I'm looking down on you, but his realm is the same as yours, and he has the Innate Limitless Mystic Art. I'm afraid you..."
"Hmm?"
At this point, Yin Liting paused for a moment and looked in a direction. Then, he smiled at Mo Shenggu and said,""There's no need to say anything else. I'm afraid you'll never be able to get back this face of yours.”
"What do you mean? Am I not as good as a third-generation disciple?”
Mo Shenggu raised his eyebrows.
" He just broke through to the Innate Realm…"
Yin Liting spoke in an indifferent tone, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
"F * ck…"
Mosheng Valley was completely speechless.
Among those of the same rank, he still had the strength to fight. As for crossing ranks, it was still considered a dream.
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