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It took a while for the Qingyun audience to get used to the young and handsome version of the Lingxu real person.

And Ye Qingxuan's life, after four years of retreat, has returned to its original trajectory.

No, I should say, it's become more aggressive.

On the martial arts arena in the back mountain, nearly 100 disciples sat around and watched the two disciples compete in the arena.

I saw two disciples in the field, skilled in tricks, smooth operation, and clanging between the attacks, the fight was full of dangers and wonderful...... The cheers of the surrounding disciples were endless.

Just as the disciples were boiling with blood and couldn't help themselves, a loud shout sounded at the edge. The originally lively martial arts arena instantly fell into a peaceful silence.

It's bad, Uncle Xiao is going crazy again...... All the disciples thought in their hearts.

"Stop, stop, stop—"

The figure flashed, and Ye Qingxuan was already standing in the martial arts arena, stopping Qiu Yunzhen and Yunlu, who were fighting very lively.

Fourteen-year-old Ye Qingxuan has begun to take on the prototype of a beautiful man. I saw him, his eyebrows were like swords slanting into his temples, and his phoenix eyes were full of power and light...... The appearance is radiant, extraordinarily heroic, extraordinarily elegant and handsome. The original four-year calligraphy career gave him a rare bookish atmosphere, but combined with his dusty appearance, he produced an extremely attractive temperament.

It's just that at this time, Ye Qingxuan's phoenix eyes were wide open, and he was furious, and loudly reprimanded his disciples.

"Yun Zhen, let me ask you, after your move 'One Word Lock', the empty door in Yun Lu's chest is wide open, and you can win with a straight stab, why do you want to draw a semicircle more, instead of using the move 'Dial the clouds to see rì'? Yun Lu, let me ask you again, you use the 'Wind Sweeping Clouds' to swing away the opponent's sword and slash the side of the neck, this trick is very good and suitable, but why don't you step up the attack and use the fastest 'Bai Hongguan Rì'? instead of raising the tip of the sword and using what 'Hao Rì dang Kong'?"

"Because ......"

"Because you're using the [Kunwu Eight Swords] now, not the [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords], right? Because the [Kunwu Eight Swords] is a green-level swordsmanship, which is more advanced, and the [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords] is a green-level swordsmanship, it's too low-level, right?" Ye Qingxuan replied angrily.

"Bullshit!stupid!!" A curse scared Yun Zhen and Yun Lu to shrink their necks.

Ye Qingxuan snatched the long sword in Qiu Yunzhen's hand, pointed at his chest and asked, "Let me ask you, if I stab this sword into it, will you die or not?"

Qiu Yunzhen's face changed greatly, and he said: "If you are so a sword in your chest, your nephew will definitely die-"

"Do you still know that this sword can stab you to death? Then let me ask you again, what is the name of the sword technique that can stab you to death with this move?"

Qiu Yunzhen's face turned pale and uncertain, and he muttered in his heart: What kind of sword move is this? It's just a street hooligan's way of fighting, just stabbing directly. But how dare Qiu Yunzhen say this.

Ye Qingxuan saw that Qiu Yunzhen bowed his head and was silent, and instead shouted at the three generations of Qingyunguan disciples around him: "Does this move have a name?

Facing the little uncle who was angry, there was silence all around.

The answer is - no.

Of course, this move has no name, and this move is not even a swordsmanship. But I'll use it, and I'll be able to kill you right now. Isn't this swordsmanship bad? Answer me, is this swordsmanship that can take your life good?

What I'm going to say is, good--great--

There has never been the deepest swordsmanship in the world, only the most suitable swordsmanship...... If you can win by stabbing the opponent with a sword, don't give me any tricks or swordsmanship...... That's all bullshit! Swordsmanship must be learned, and even more used......

At this time, since this sword can kill you, it is the best swordsmanship in the world, and it is the most clever sword move.

What do you think is swordsmanship? What do you think is the best sword move? Is it a child's play? Is it the highest grade and gold-level swordsmanship? Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!!

In this world, the one who can kill and win is good swordsmanship, and in this world, the highest goal of swordsmanship is to win and kill—"

After Ye Qingxuan shouted wildly at the surrounding disciples, he turned his finger at the two disciples in the field and shouted: "You two dog heads, when you have a chance to win, you don't know that the opportunity is precious, and you even care what kind of swordsmanship you use? Is it the same set of swordsmanship? Stupid and waste......

The two of you roll to the side for me, hit the [Kunwu Eight Swords] and [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords] for me thirty times, and then beat them backwards thirty times, and then give me one [Kunwu Eight Swords] and one [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords], and punch them thirty times...... If you can't finish eating, you don't need to eat, and you don't want to sleep...... Now, immediately, immediately, get out—"

Ye Qingxuan jumped back to the stands, and after sitting down, he shouted: "Continue to compete, the next pair!"

Four years have passed, and Ye Qingxuan's sense of crisis has become more urgent. Although the Lingxu real person stepped into the innate was tantamount to a shot in the arm for everyone in Qingyun Temple, in the face of a real threat, one person alone could not save a sect.

In particular, these three generations of disciples, who have not yet grown up, are the key objects of protection in the view. If there is an enemy who wants to attack Qingyun Temple, these disciples who have not yet tried the sinister of the rivers and lakes are undoubtedly the best candidates to attack.

"Disciple of the battle, Zheng Yunbiao, Lu Yundong ......"

"Yes—"

Since two disciples came to the stage and gave salutes, the competition began.

Looking at the disciples competing in the field, Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly.

That Zheng Yunbiao is none other than Zheng Biao, who brought the disciples of the Changkong Zhaojian Sect to Qingyun four years ago.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the matter passed, this Zheng Biao was so lazy that he wanted to worship Qingyunguan as a disciple.

Originally, none of the disciples in the view agreed, but for some reason, none of the second-generation disciples objected, and even the short-tempered Tie Qingshi acquiesced to Zheng Biao's entry request.

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, good is great! That's exactly what Senior Brother Qing said.

Hey, this kid is kind of interesting...... Second Senior Brother Qingyan said so.

The Zheng family is very rich, so he pulled some sponsorship from his father...... Third Senior Brother Qingsong said so.

Gua baby, it looks okay...... The fourth senior sister said so.

Do you dare to come to the door to live permanently after being beaten? This kid has a seed...... Fifth Senior Brother......

...... Sixth Senior Brother, is that ...... Uh, well, Senior Brother Sixth didn't say anything......

As for yourself, uh, in the end, both......

Anyway, Zheng Biao is a good guy......

The happiest is Yun Yong, the bearded man said bluntly, and when he was angry, he finally had a punching bag...... Moreover, it seems that quite a few people think so!

Poor kid!

In the past four years, Zheng Yunbiao has been challenged the most, and the appearance of a blue nose and swollen face is even more common, but this kid can only be described in one word -- donkey! The more you fight, the more you kick the stumbling! When you get tired of fighting, this bastard is not comfortable, come to the door to challenge, and take the initiative to be beaten......

Unexpectedly, after four years, these boys still have feelings...... The young man's temperament, holding grudges does not stay overnight, and he is very aggressive towards Zheng Yunbiao, which is slightly green-skinned, which has infected a group of young disciples. It can be said that in the past four years, the Qingyun View has been played out without rì and night.

In private, the children never buy accounts such as their own disciples from the master's sect, and if they want to win the respect, they will talk about winning the war.

It is precisely because of this competitive spirit that the disciples of Qingyunguan respect Ye Qingxuan, the little uncle, even more, because in the private ranking of Qingyunguan's disciples, five of the top ten were trained by Ye Qingxuan, that is, one of the seven juniors.

So in private, these boys unanimously believe that the number one fighting master in Qingyunguan should be the junior uncle Ye Qingxuan. Although the cultivation of the other second-generation disciples was higher, none of the disciples they taught could win those five people. Therefore, even if Ye Qingxuan's words were harsh when he commented on martial arts, every word he said pointed out the weakness of the disciple, if he could get a few words of guidance from his junior uncle, it would be better than practicing martial arts for several years...... With this level of understanding, all the disciples of Qingyunguan are very cherished by the little uncle Ye Qingxuan who came to teach martial arts, and even on this day, they are regarded by the three generations of disciples as the most important martial arts practice. This also made several other second-generation disciples of the Qing generation jealous.

watched the two of them play attentively and in full swing, every move and style was done with all their strength, without pretentiousness......

Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, staring at the competition in the field like a wolf. It's this mentality, this competitive mentality that's what I want.

The future rivers and lakes will be bloody and slaughtering, if there is no trace of victory, how can you survive?

"Okay! Stop—"

After observing for a while, Ye Qingxuan finally shouted to stop. Looking at the two disciples in the arena who were sweating profusely and looking anxious but expectant, Ye Qingxuan finally showed a smile.