Just as the progress of the mainland talks was in full swing, it was in the ethereal city thousands of miles away in the center of the Central Domain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The new Wind Swordsmen of the Sword Sect are receiving the exclusive training of the Sword Sect.

Inside the Ethereal City Wind Residence, Mo Shuang and Chu Mengxi looked at the middle-aged man who walked into the main hall with a nervous expression, and someone from the rare swordsman next to him whispered, "I heard that Bai Yan, the Pavilion Master of the Southern Regions Creation Pavilion, defeated the Sword Forger Guild during the mainland talks!"

"What a miracle!"

Someone's eyes lit up, "The traditional sword-forging method was defeated by a newly invented method, although I could guess that the two major organizations would collide, but the rumors of the daytime fiasco really shocked me. ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man walked onto the high platform, and the words below were also extinguished in an instant.

He nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that after a period of study, you have basically understood the situation of the Sword Sect, and I am your new mentor." ”

"You don't need to know my name, my past, just know that I am the instructor who taught you some basic swordsmanship. ”

In Mo Shuang's heart, the Silent Demon suddenly said, "Boy, this person is a Wind Swordsman at the Sword Venerable level. ”

"Sword Venerable Wind swordsmen, it's not rare anymore......" Mo Shuang was a little helpless, in the past month, he has taught himself the primary etiquette, intermediate etiquette, combat thoughts, and now the basic swordsmanship of the tutor, and they are all Sword Venerable.

This is something that you can't see in your lifetime in the Southern Regions.

I only listened to the middle-aged man say lazily, "This mentor belongs to the Windfall Pavilion, and was invited by the Sword Sect to teach you the pride of the heavens, are you any dissatisfied?"

"No! follow the teachings of the teacher!" replied in unison.

"No!" The middle-aged man's eyes were like a sharp blade, and suddenly a divine light flashed, and he shouted, "The young man sitting in the seventh seat of the third row, stand up!"

Ink Frost was stunned and stood up with a confused expression.

The middle-aged man looked at him and said slowly, "There is a hint of disdain hidden in the depths of his eyes, perhaps because he has hole cards that no one else knows. The ordinary complexion, covered by surprise, seems to be that in the past month, I have been used to seeing people who used to look high, and my mentality has changed frivolously. ”

"Good...... It's amazing!" The surrounding teenagers exclaimed in low voices.

Mo Shuang was embarrassed for a moment, she didn't expect this mentor to be so powerful, and the change in mood when she was talking to the Silent Demon Trace just now was actually captured.

Is this still human?

The middle-aged man said, "Your name is Ink Cream, aren't you?" ”

Mo Shuang walked across from the middle-aged man and said innocently, "Mr. Mentor, I'm ......"

"Let me ask you, how much did you learn from the mentor who taught you combat ideas before?"

"About ...... Less than one percent?"

Ink Frost was a little unsure, and the man nodded, "It's honest, then you can show your strength!" I will use the same strength as you, and I will not use high-level swordsmanship, only the basic swordsmanship of wind swordsmen." ”

Chu Mengxi was a little worried; "Frost him...... No problem, right?"

Lu Qingyan, who was silently following as an entourage behind her, raised her eyes, a little helpless, this ink cream was regarded as a head bird.

It seems that it is not light to be abused.

Everyone in the audience was excited.

"This ink frost is the first person in the inner hall of the Holy Spirit Temple in the Southern Regions, and the competition between the two major sect camps and the Holy Spirit Hall is extremely outstanding! ”

The middle-aged man said lightly to everyone, "Basic swordsmanship, if you can defeat within the same level, or draw with me, then this course will be counted as your direct pass." ”

"It's not like there hasn't been such a demonic genius over the years, and almost all of the people who have become the successors of the Sword Sect now have this ability. ”

"Ink Cream, don't let the deity down. ”

A touch of sweat flowed down Mo Shuang's head, his own combat power should still be invincible at the same level, the spirit eyes, the possession of the spirit and the demon trace, the two major killing weapons, any one of them is enough to shock the world.

But he clearly remembered the time when the water was flooding the city.

In the face of the resentful spirit sword venerable, Lingpo who still has no full recovery ability, no matter which state he uses, he will be ruthlessly crushed.

Later, Lu Qingyan, who was possessed by an unknown senior, appeared, and she actually defeated Lingpo.

Of course, there is a big reason why there are not many variables in the stage with the sword master, and the combat experience and heritage will play a great role, if the resentful spirit sword venerable really recovers his strength, and the nameless predecessors also recover his strength, all kinds of weird swordsmanship appear, and the variables of the battle will be very large.

The only thing that can be determined is that the strength of this mentor at the same level should be weaker than Lingpo, but stronger than himself without blessings.

In short, combat thinking, first temptation!

Ink Frost instantly drew his sword out, and the Broken Edge Sword emitted a flash of blue light!

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed; ”

"Is it possible to split?"

I saw the Broken Edge Sword scattered in the sky, and the dazzling strong light reflected out, and in an instant, the strong light of the entire hall flickered!

Everyone raised their hands suddenly, covering their eyes, and said in shock, "Actually using the ability of the long sword to reflect the light, this is simply a copy of the light element swordsmanship!"

"It's so strong!"

Ink Frost stepped into the air, tossing and turning in the air several times, and with a flip of his wrist, the Broken Edge Sword regrouped, slashing down from high to low!

With a clang, the two long swords collided together.

Mo Shuang's face changed, and the middle-aged man who was standing quietly on the ground, his arm raised slightly, and a fine iron long sword that had not yet entered the soul actually resisted his attack.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth, "This technique is very good, your combat thinking seems to be that you are modest." The deity is very fond of modest teenagers. ”

With that, the palm of his left hand was pushed forward and slammed into Ink Frost's chest rapidly, only to see the atmospheric wind pressure suddenly condense, and with a bang, Ink Frost spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly on the other side of the high platform!

"Shhh

Everyone in the audience couldn't bear to look at it directly, could it be that the ink cream was ruthlessly crushed like this?

Ink Frost struggled to stand up, his chest and clothes were shattered, and the man in front of him explained softly, "Although the deity did not use the long sword, with his understanding of the wind element, he struck it with one palm, considering the condensation of the wind element at that time, it could maximize the use of air, forming an oppressive force, and causing several times the blow. ”

"This method of use is not inferior to attacking with a long sword. ”

As he spoke, the void next to the middle-aged man's left side trembled, and suddenly a fragment of blue light shot out, and Ink Cream's eyes lit up.

The feint attack he just made had already considered the possibility of failure, and he used the first form of the Wind Shattering Spirit Blade to hide a fragment, and when this person was at his easiest, he attacked from the dead end!

But soon Ink Cream was shocked.

I saw that the middle-aged man's voice didn't stop at all, but he just moved his body habitually, and with a bang, the blue light fragments cut through the middle-aged man's clothes from bottom to top, and flew into the zenith, booming, and directly hitting a terrifying hole!

"What?" Mo Shuang almost couldn't stand steadily, and the middle-aged man smiled, "You are humble again, your combat skills seem to have been tempered a lot, and in just two fights, the deity can be sure that you can at least become an elite member of the Sword Sect." ”

But the attention of everyone in the audience was obviously not on the praise of the middle-aged man.

They looked up at the big hole, and they were a little skeptical.

I never thought that I could attack from that kind of negative angle......

They glanced at the middle-aged man's pants and saw that the middle-aged man's pants were torn a little, and the man gasped.

In the future, it's better not to conflict with the ink frost, just looking at the big hole, the power of this swordsmanship is not light, in case it is rubbed, it will be a tragedy.

Ink Frost pursed her lips and asked, "Mr. Mentor, how did you dodge my trick?"

"Oh, it's very good. The middle-aged man was satisfied, and explained, "Just as you consider the aftermath of a failed blow when attacking, a swordsman should always be aware of the situation around him when gaining the upper hand. ”

"After the deity took one of your swords, he thought about how I would respond if you used a back move? I deliberately showed the flaw and explained it in a seemingly careless and complacent way to induce you to attack. Of course, this flaw was intentional on my part, and I am very pleased that you can notice it in an instant, indicating that your insight has been tested in battle. ”

The middle-aged man glanced sideways and said faintly, "Just like this situation just now, don't be proud of gaining an advantage, this is what has been repeatedly emphasized in the combat thinking, since you can't keep it in mind, remember it a few more times." ”

The teenagers hurriedly picked up the pen and recorded it, the middle-aged man nodded, and suddenly the corners of his mouth hooked; "It's very good, but on the contrary, there is a theory, that is, to achieve disadvantages, you must always pay attention, just like now." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, all of a sudden, the entire high wind current became irritable, forming a huge wind tunnel, and the strong wind speed vibrated up, suppressing the ink frost at once!

I saw that the wind flow of the entire hall was drawn over, forming a turbulent current, and the wind was like a sharp sword, colliding with each other to produce sparks.

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he shouted in a deep voice, "This is the third point that the deity has reviewed for you, that is, how can there be a fair battle in the world? On the battlefield of life and death, those who pray for the enemy to spare their hands will be the first to die tragically!"

He smiled gloomily, "The terrifying wind tunnel of the deity, when he was still a sword master, caused countless top sword masters to fall. ”

Everyone in the audience looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly changed his face, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak, his face was stiff, and his body trembled slightly.

Chu Mengxi was startled, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to jump onto the high platform, but with a wave of his hand, the refined iron long sword in his hand shattered, and a huge wind flow swept over, instantly suppressing everyone.

The long sword born in his hand was extremely huge, containing terrifying explosive power, he looked at Chu Mengxi lightly, his eyes narrowed fiercely......; In front of the deity, how could the members of the Sword Sect not abide by the discipline? This is the scene of the competition, and there are people who want to cross the deity's hurricane sword and disrupt the order of the competition?"

A pair of deep eyes were directly engraved in everyone's hearts, everyone sweated like rain, and those with fragile mentalities cried directly.

"Woooooooooo

Ink Frost in the Deep Terror Wind Cave also cursed secretly, "Is this really a mentor? Not a pavilion master? I can feel that he does use the same strength as me, so what is going on with this terrifying sword technique?"

His pupils trembled, and there were more and more wind currents in the sky, in case the center of the wind tunnel erupted again, it was estimated that even the Sword Venerable would die, right?

The Silent Demon Trail whispered, "Do you want me to possess me?" ”

Ink Frost shook his head, used his spirit eyes, his body moved instantly, his right pupil turned rapidly, observing the wind flow in the air, and finally roared angrily and rushed out of the encirclement of the wind tunnel.

With a pop, he fell under the high platform, panting, and looked at the wind tunnel behind him with palpitations, Chu Mengxi hurriedly came over to wipe his sweat, and both of them looked at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face cautiously.

I saw that in the scene, only the two of them were not shocked by the sword power and could not move.

The middle-aged man squinted, looked at the eyes of the two, and suddenly his breath calmed down, and the wind tunnel suddenly dissipated, and said with a smile, "Yes, worthy of being the future successor, the two of you don't need to practice this course anymore." ”

“......”

Seeing such a quick change of face, the two were helpless.

......

As the sun set and the day's classes ended, the middle-aged man tidied up, and walked out of the wind house slowly, his body flickered slightly, and he instantly arrived in front of a young man with a frightened face.

The young man wiped the unstoppable sweat from his forehead and said, "Lord Daige, you are like this...... What if it puts a psychological shadow on them?"

"Oh, then why didn't you stop me at that time?" the middle-aged man asked faintly.

The young man was speechless for a moment, what if he stepped forward and was slashed by a sword?

He wanted to cry without tears, "If the Sword Sect asks about it, I, the nominal mentor, will die without a place to be buried......"

The middle-aged man glanced at his eyes and said, "Starting tomorrow, you will be the substitute teacher, here in the Fengyun Pavilion, I will also assess my new members, if the members of the Sword Sect can't even overcome this little spiritual shock, it will be too inferior." If they can overcome it, it will be a huge leap for themselves. ”

"Compliance...... Life. ”

The two of them flickered slightly, and they disappeared into the ethereal city!

And before sunset, everyone who got out of class was strolling around the Ethereal City Market, Mo Shuang and Chu Mengxi held hands, strolling on the bluestone road, only to see countless teahouses on the side of the street, the swordsmen in them were all sitting upright, and the breath was simply different from the Southern Regions!

Lu Qingyan suddenly said, "This place is good to look at the Ethereal City, so let's use this place as the location for the establishment of the intelligence organization." ”

"It's likely to take two or three years to mature. ”

"Thank you, nameless senior." ”

Lu Qingyan snorted lightly, "It's Lu Qingyan this girl who has been longing, this seat is also strange, this ethereal city can only be regarded as a medium intelligence location, but it is harmless, judging from the recent news, if there is a war, the probability of the Ethereal City being destroyed is still very high, so the concealment is enough." ”

"Let's go to the teahouse first to listen to some news of the mainland talks, once the results come out, the impact on the Qiyuan continent will still be very ......"