Chapter 8: Kendo Genius

Ye Kong now needed to meditate and cultivate, and did not return to the courtyard where the outer disciples were, nor did he go to the martial arts arena, but according to the memory in his mind, he came to a hidden valley a little farther away from the back mountain.

This valley is beautiful and clear, and the depths are even more misty, looking like a fairyland. The most important thing is that since Ye Kong discovered this hidden valley at the beginning, he has not seen a person, but it is also a good place to meditate and cultivate.

Walking all the way, the qi and blood in Ye Kong's whole body accelerated, the true qi traveled all over the body, the pores of the body were all stretched, and the body was full of strength and warmth.

Ye Kong stood quietly in the valley, focusing his mind on the Qingfeng Sword Technique in his mind, the Chaos Blue Lotus swayed gently, and Ye Kong automatically deduced a more perfect Qingfeng Sword Technique in his mind.

This time, the Qingfeng Sword Technique was perfected, and no more moves were derived, but some improvements were made in the most subtle places of each move, making the power of the Qingfeng Sword Technique stronger and stronger.

After deriving the Qingfeng Sword Technique, Ye Kong prepared to practice the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

Ye Kong calmed down, the sword martial soul trembled slightly, and the Qingshuang sword in his hand let out a clear roar, with a luster like autumn water, and it suddenly came out of the sheath.

Ye Kong held the Qingshuang Sword in his hand, watched carefully, and with the touch in his hand, he kept in mind the style and weight of the Qingshuang Sword in his hand.

Immediately, the long sword was returned to its sheath and pulled out again, and after doing so a hundred times, Ye Kong closed his eyes, his mind condensed in his ears, and listened carefully to all the sounds in the valley.

The buzzing of bees shaking their wings, the swaying of branches and leaves in the wind, the rustling of leaves flying in the air, the subtle sound of insects and ants crawling gently, etc., appeared in Ye Kong's ears in detail, and he imagined it as the sound of a sword.

The breeze in the valley wandered around Ye Kong, and it seemed that even he himself had become the gentle breeze, pervasive and free.

Ye Kong's mind was focused on the Qingfeng swordsmanship, like an old monk in a meditation, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he pointed obliquely at the ground with the sword in his right hand, posing the starting style of the Qingfeng swordsmanship.

The Chaos Blue Lotus in the space of the eyebrows and thoughts swayed gently, the Sword Martial Spirit trembled gently on the side of the Chaos Blue Lotus, and the endless sword dao perception filled the leaf void.

The thousands of changes in Qingfeng's sword technique all appeared in his mind, and every subtle movement was incomparably clear and flawless, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times.

Ye Kong's eyes opened suddenly, and a sharp sword light flashed faintly, and a sword waved, covering the clouds and the wind.

Ye Kong unleashed this set of Qingfeng sword techniques like a cloud, and every move was performed elegantly and smartly, as if it was running along the trajectory of Qingfeng.

When Ye Kong finished using this Qingfeng sword technique, he put away his sword and stood up, with a bright smile on his face.

This kind of Qingfeng swordsmanship, Ye Kong has already simulated the most perfect movements in his mind, and after only practicing and cultivating once, his mastery of this set of swordsmanship has surpassed the realm of Xiaocheng and caught up with the realm of Dacheng!

Ye Kong practiced the Qingfeng Sword Technique over and over again, and with the blessing of the Chaos Blue Lotus, Ye Kong was more agile and fluttering every time he practiced than the previous one, and he had won the essence of the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

When his cultivation was really unable to support it, Ye Kong began to meditate and recover. After draining the physical energy, he repaired it, coupled with the blessing of the Chaos Qinglian Martial Soul, Ye Kong absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth, just like a long whale absorbing water, I don't know how many times faster than before.

The dense aura of heaven and earth gathered into a circle of white mist around Ye Kong's body, burrowing into his body from the pores of his body, replenishing his consumption, and Ye Kong's cultivation was also slowly and steadily increasing.

By the time the scorching sun was in the sky, Ye Kong's mastery of Qingfeng swordsmanship had reached the realm of Dacheng, and every shot was like a breeze, but there was a deadly killing motive.

"Gollum ......"

The hunger in his stomach pulled Ye Kong back to reality from the kendo perception, Ye Kong put away his sword and stood, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and turned around and rushed towards the cafeteria.

This canteen is a canteen specially for outer disciples to eat, and it is the time to eat, and many outer disciples are in and out of the canteen in twos and threes.

It has been less than a month since Ye Kong entered the Qingyun Sect, but he is very famous among the disciples of the outer sect.

"Hey, isn't that Ye Kong who was beaten up by Qin Feng in the martial arts arena yesterday?" A young man not far away recognized Ye Kong and pulled his companion to whisper.

"Hey, it is said that he coveted Lin Jingyun's junior sister's appearance, so he was beaten up by Qin Feng! He didn't even awaken his martial spirit, he was just a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, and he deserved to be beaten!" his companion laughed, his voice full of schadenfreude.

"I heard that he beat Qin Feng severely this morning, and I heard that his limbs were also abolished, I don't know if it's true or not. Another teenager said in confusion.

"Impossible, isn't it? Qin Feng had already stepped into the fifth layer of martial arts a few days ago, could he beat Qin Feng?" the other teenagers obviously didn't believe it.

Another young man said: "I heard that someone saw Ye Kong in the Armory Pavilion this morning, he awakened the sword martial spirit, went to receive the long sword, triggered the 'Mingjin Xiangyu', and made Feng Xing unable to come to the stage, I think it may be true that he beat Qin Feng." ”

"Mingjin Xiangyu? Just like him, can he still induce 'Mingjin Xiangyu'? This is definitely a rumor!" the other teenagers still didn't believe it.

A young man gloated and said: "I saw Feng Xing eating in the cafeteria just now, if Ye Kong really offended Feng Xing, with Feng Xing's temperament, he would never let him go!"

"Feng Xing's cultivation has reached the middle of the fifth layer of martial arts, and he has a sword martial soul, and his comprehension of Qingfeng swordsmanship has caught up with the realm of Dacheng. Tsk, no hands are allowed in the cafeteria, and after Ye Kong goes out, he will have to be taught a lesson by Fengxing again. A young man next to him chimed in.

These discussions were not loud, but Ye Kong heard them clearly, and entered the canteen without turning a deaf ear, fetched food, found a vacant seat, and ate as if no one was around.

"Bang!"

A lunch box slammed on the table in front of Ye Kong, and a joking voice sounded: "Isn't this Ye Kong Ye Dashao? How is the cultivation of the sword martial spirit?

Hearing this strange voice, Ye Kong didn't need to look up, he knew that the owner of this voice was Feng Xing.

Ye Kong's face remained unchanged, he didn't even raise his head, and he regarded Feng Xing as a dog barking, and didn't pay attention to it at all. Any form of provocation is forbidden in the cafeteria, and the star doesn't dare to make trouble here anyway.

Seeing Ye Kong ignoring himself, Feng Xing thought of the scene in the Armory Pavilion, Ye Kong treated him as air from beginning to end, and he was even more angry, gritting his teeth and saying: "Little waste, I'll see how long you can pretend! As long as you dare to step out of the canteen door, I will abolish you!"

Ye Kong slowly drank the last mouthful of soup, smashed his mouth twice, stood up, shifted his gaze to Feng Xing's face, and said indifferently: "I just ate enough, I really want to exercise." Since you want to be beaten so much, then lead the way, and I will take care of you. ”

Feng Xing snorted coldly, didn't eat, turned around and walked out of the cafeteria, and blocked the square outside the cafeteria, waiting for Ye Kong to come out.