The strength of the Ancient Tooth Sword Sect is relatively poor, but the number of people in the sect is quite large, estimated to be more than three hundred, which is close to one-eighth of the Qianyun Sect.

From the first day, Zheng Qiu sat on the steps in front of the main hall and watched the disciples in the former martial arts training ground practice swordsmanship.

After two days of watching, he has some understanding of the two swordsmanship of the Ancient Tooth Sword School.

These two sword techniques are indeed different, and they are very different from those sword techniques of the Wen Sword Sect.

The attack method of the toothed sword does not pay attention to penetrating force, but pays more attention to smashing with the side with iron teeth, and then pulls the sword body to rely on the iron teeth to saw.

Of course, as a swordsmanship, it still has stabbing and slashing moves.

To use these moves, you need to turn the hilt of the sword in your hand, turn the direction of the blade, and attack with the side of the blade.

Because Zheng Qiu sat here from morning to night, drinking tea with a cup and munching on the fruit.

The disciples of the Ancient Tooth Sword Sect also got to know this young visitor.

On the morning of the third day, Zheng Qiu still sat on the steps in front of the main hall with a steaming cup in his hand, and came to watch the disciples of the Ancient Tooth Sword Sect practice.

In front of the crowd of disciples, there was a young man in his twenties.

His body flickered with the aura unique to the Imperial Qi Realm, and he was guiding the Qi Tire disciples to temper and enrich the qi in his body.

"Shhh

Zheng Qiu looked at the practice ground, raised his cup and took a sip of tea, but accidentally drank it too quickly, burning his mouth.

Hearing the whirring sound of blowing, the young man turned his head to look in Zheng Qiu's direction, his eyes flashing with dissatisfaction.

"Stop, everyone take a break!"

The young man raised his hand to signal the Qi Fetal disciples to finish their efforts, and then turned around and walked to the steps of the main hall.

"Hey, what do you mean, kid?"

A shout suddenly sounded in front of Zheng Qiu, and when he looked up, he saw that it was actually the young man who had just taught the practice method.

The young man tied his long hair with a bamboo crown, wore a plain cloth robe, and folded his hands in front of his chest, his face full of displeasure.

Zheng Qiu blinked: "What?

"Where did you come from, kid, do you know the rules?

Just sit here every day and peek at us practicing, and even eat and drink, interfering with our meditation luck, be careful!"

Zheng Qiu was inexplicable, and raised the cup in his hand: "I can't sit and do nothing, and besides, if I eat and drink, it shouldn't affect you!"

The young man raised his hand and slapped the cup in Zheng Qiu's hand with a snap, and the porcelain cup fell to the steps and fell into petals.

He pointed at the disciples on the practice ground and said loudly: "Nonsense, you ask them if they have any influence!"

They work hard to practice, but you eat and drink here, can they still practice?"

As he spoke, the young man turned around and walked to the practice ground and waved to Zheng Qiu defiantly.

"Since you kid is so arrogant, you look very capable.

Well, I've come to the practice field to make two moves, so that you can see the ability of the Ancient Tooth Sword Sect. ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples on the practice ground all became excited, shouting and shouting one by one, cheering for the young people.

"Senior Brother Chen, we support you!"

"Senior Brother Chen is so powerful, he will definitely be able to defeat the enemy with one move. ”

"Senior Brother Chen is right, eating and drinking in front of us has too much impact. ”

"Senior Brother Chen is the most handsome, let this kid know that he is amazing!"

The noisy voices of the disciples alarmed the elders of the Ancient Tooth Sword Sect.

The two elders walked out of the secondary hall and stood at the entrance of the hall and looked at the practice ground.

However, they did not prevent the disciples from being able to compete with other cultivators in the Cloud Sleeve Continent, which was an extremely important practical experience for the disciples in the sect.

If someone has a high level of understanding, maybe they can take this opportunity to explore new swordsmanship moves and break through to a higher cultivation realm.

However, Zheng Qiu didn't want to fight with this young man named Senior Brother Chen.

What is there to fight with the Imperial Qi Realm, you can slap him away with a slap.

So Zheng Qiu shook his hand and said, "You are very powerful, I can't beat you, don't fight, don't fight!"

However, these modest words, to Senior Brother Chen's ears, seemed to be mocking him for not being qualified to be an opponent.

Senior Brother Chen reached out and grabbed the wooden sword in the hand of one of the disciples, aimed it in the direction of Zheng Qiu, and threw it vigorously.

Zheng Qiu saw the wooden sword flying towards him, and turned slightly sideways.

The wooden sword flew past his ears and landed on the steps and blunted the tip of his sword.

"Pick up the sword and go to the practice ground to learn from each other, hurry up!

Is your master also a coward, and has taught you all the skills of closing up without fighting?"

Hearing this, Zheng Qiu remembered the missing Master Mingzong, Master Mingzong ran away because he was not Lin Minghao's opponent, but he was not a coward in the mouth of the young man.

So Zheng Qiu patted the hem of his clothes, got up from the steps, and walked towards the practice ground.

"Say I can, but don't say my master. Also, I don't know swordsmanship, and I don't need that. ”

Seeing Zheng Qiu walking onto the practice ground, Senior Brother Chen suddenly came to his senses and instructed his disciples to disperse and watch on the periphery of the venue.

He took a wooden sword, flipped his wrist and danced a few sword flowers, then stepped forward to pick up the wooden sword and make a sword move.

"This is the famous "Fangs Sword Technique" of my sect, you better be careful, if you are injured, don't blame me for not warning in advance. ”

Zheng Qiu spread his hands indifferently: "Got it, let's make a move!"

Senior Brother Chen ran the exercises, urging the qi in his body, and a blue-brown halo lit up on his arm.

Then he kicked the ground and rushed forward, suddenly jumped up and flipped out of his heels, and with the power of his body rotation, he smashed the wooden sword into Zheng Qiu's shoulder.

Seeing this action, Zheng Qiu's eyes lit up, and it was indeed the same as the sword move he figured out.