Just the day before the engagement banquet, that is, yesterday, Ying Baoyue stayed in Jixia School Palace for a day.

But she wasn't like Ji Jiashu thought, she underwent a full day of assault training in the water courtyard.

Because Xu Yishan didn't want to teach her at all.

Mr. Zhenshan hesitated about this, and did not insist on teaching under Xu Yishan's strong resistance, after all, he still had to go to mediate with the high-level officials of the Jixia School Palace to participate in the banquet in the Jixia Academy.

So she was in the Jixia School Palace yesterday, and no one taught her any sword.

Ying Baoyue didn't know that Ji Jiashu learned yesterday that she went to the Jixia School Palace and thought that she was going to receive teaching, if she could really do that, it would be good, but this is not normal.

Things in the world are often unsatisfactory, and they can be the same as the language people.

Looking at the stubborn young man on the high platform, thinking of what happened yesterday, Ying Baoyue didn't have any emotions in her heart, of course, this was not because her heart was wider than the sea, but Xu Yishan's approach actually couldn't find anything wrong.

After all, if you thought that she hadn't made her identity clear, the nominal disciple who had just joined the sect for a day would immediately be able to obtain the inheritance of the core swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, and the senior brother and master would give it nothing...... That's a big mistake.

The inheritance of the swordsmanship of the sect is not so simple.

After all, in this world, you have to wash the dishes for three years to become a cook, and who will teach you swordsmanship if you just start with an unknown background.

What's more, Xu Yishan will stop her, I'm afraid it is precisely because he knows her identity.

He didn't believe from the beginning that she could play.

Even if it was only one day away from the banquet under the Jixia, the water courtyard would not rush to teach her swordsmanship in order to cultivate her into a combat force.

Because in the eyes of the senior brother and the head of the water courtyard, she is not a combat force at all.

They didn't expect her to be a fighting force in the first place.

Although Ying Baoyue knew that at least the moment when Xu Yishan asked Mr. Zhenshan to accept the apprentice was indeed sincere, but at this banquet.

She really just used it to fill up.

Because there's no way the woman is going to play.

Xu Yishan on the high platform said in his heart.

She simply couldn't possibly be.

For her identity, for her status, for her marriage, and because of her weakness and powerlessness.

On the high platform, in the face of the menacing fire, listening to people's chaotic discussions, Xu Yishan suddenly remembered for some reason the girl who sat on the steps yesterday and watched him practice swords.

It was only a momentary marquee, and the time was very short, but the eyes of the girl who was sitting on the steps staring at him intently passed in front of his eyes.

Yesterday he opened the stone door of the school palace and saw the woman who had been standing at the door for an unknown amount of time, Xu Yishan knew what she wanted, but the rules of the master were bigger than the sky, and it was impossible for him to hand over the swordsmanship that had been cherished by generations of ancestors to this day to a person who was not even in the name book with his real name.

He thought she would be angry, she would be abusive, he was used to it, he didn't respond a word, just scold those people.

But the woman didn't, but she didn't go back to prepare for her engagement as Xu Yishan thought, but just grabbed Mr. Zhenshan, who was going out, and won the only power for her.

It's just to watch him practice swords.

This kind of thing that a disciple of the outer court can do, Xu Yishan can't stop her, so he can only go with her.

The water courtyard has always been quiet, no one comes, he closes the door and practices his sword inside every day.

This was his daily life, but the tranquility of yesterday was shattered.

However, on the last day of his preparations for the feast, he was inevitably irritated at first, whether the woman had to bother for revenge or not, and if he kept asking questions like those who occasionally came in the past, that was what he hated the most.

But Xu Yishan didn't expect that the woman really didn't say a word and sat all day.

They didn't say a word all day.

As the sun set, he put away his sword, and she thanked her and left.

Xu Yishan didn't know what he had to thank her.

But he doesn't need to know. The marquee flashed by in an instant, looking at Ye Siyuan's murderous sword blade in front of him, Xu Yishan quietly concentrated all the true elements on the cold blade in his hand.

Listening to the "woman" mentioned by chance in the discussion in his ear, he was expressionless.

She won't come, because that woman is not Gui Mingyue at all, she is Ying Baoyue, a woman who was tied to the book of the former Qin State and the marriage book with Chunhuajun.

From the beginning to the end, there was only one disciple in the Water Academy.

It was enough to have him alone.

Because he's strong enough.

Xu Yishan couldn't hear any other voices, and he didn't know that there was a woman on the high platform who pronounced the same name, he looked at Ye Siyuan's distorted face in the fire opposite, and turned around and jumped.

to the top under the split.

This is not a mountain forest, there is no rain here, and there are not enough water droplets, but at the moment when the tip of the young man's sword provoked a sweep, a huge amount of true yuan came overwhelmingly, and in the trembling of the formation, people saw the sword qi surging out of the true yuan.

Tsunami.

"The second sword of the water law."

Xu Yishan spoke quietly.

"Dripstone wears."

Ji Jiashu heard the sound of the girl next to him overlapping with his voice, and then he saw that it was bigger than any time he had ever seen before, and the true yuan sword qi that the young man had accumulated day after day, day after night.

If the fire tree and silver flower are a hundred swords falling, brilliant and gorgeous, then the dripping stone is a sword that has been accumulated for many years and breaks out of the stone.

What we pay attention to is to build momentum in advance and spray out.

But in this early momentum, it is Xu Yishan's man who can do it, dripping water and stones, and working alone.

In his path, he has no companions, no opponents, only repetitive, monotonous efforts.

Someone once said that the first three swords of the water method sword are the most bitter sword techniques, and just mastering the timing of the true yuan accumulation will require the monotonous repetition of thousands of swords.

The stupid swordsmanship that even geniuses can be wiped out in the legend, and the swordsmanship that is almost about to disappear, is brought to life in the hands of that inconspicuous man.

The tsunami soared into the sky and shocked everyone's eyes.

"How can the Water Law Sword burst out with so many True Elements at one time?!"

"Didn't you say that the sword technique was specifically for defense? The most traditional? ”

"The last time I saw the Water Law Sword was ten years ago, who remembers what it looked like!"

"I remember that this kid didn't use this trick three years ago, saying that he didn't practice it, and he didn't even practice the second sword in four years, and everyone was still laughing at him!"

But at this time, everyone couldn't laugh.

Eight winds and thunder surround Yanzhou, and the waves of the huge sea flow on all sides.

The sea is not waves, and the deep mountains are full of trees.

The huge flow of water instantly engulfed the spark starlight, and the tsunami went down, engulfing Ye Siyuan and his sword.

Ye Siyuan's eyes were split, but the originally burning red sword in his hand actually began to hiss at this time, as if it was being swallowed by cooling, his sword intent, his originally indomitable sword actually seemed to have fallen into a swamp!

"What's wrong! Move me! ”

Ye Siyuan's eyes were red and he desperately urged Zhenyuan, and a loud roar came out of his mouth.

"Bastard! I'll kill you! You idiot, you ......"

However, his foul language froze on his lips.

The waves rose.

The sea is crossing.

A huge wave of air rippled throughout the audience.

Ye Siyuan flew up like a kite and crashed straight into the big array!

With a loud roar, the waves swooped down and rushed out of the sword he had already disarmed.

There was a dead silence.

Ji Jiashu watched all this quietly.

Looking at the cyan sword in the man's hand.

Xu Yishan was still standing there, his posture unchanged, just like he had practiced so many times.

The girl looked at him quietly, watching him repeat everyone's sword moves over and over again.

The water sword is called the hopeless sword.

But only a few people know about it.

The hopeless end.

It's hope.

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