Under the rising sun, a dark red rusty sword was quickly pulled out of the scabbard, and Xu Changfeng put the scabbard aside, holding the sword and staring ahead.

Wei Changting was about to draw his sword, but suddenly he was dumbfounded.

"Is this a sword? Are you sure it's not scrap iron?" Wei Changting said in his heart, he even suspected that Xu Changfeng was deliberately trying to trick him.

"You still don't have a sword?" Xu Changfeng looked at the indifferent Wei Changting and couldn't help but ask.

"Is this still necessary?" Wei Changting said without cutting down on this ridiculous question. With this broken sword, he can cut it off with any swordsmanship, what other sword can he make?

"Of course it's necessary!" Xu Changfeng said seriously, "You said you wanted to teach me swordsmanship, do you want to regret it?"

"Joke, just because you want me to regret it too?" Wei Changting shouted, and in a fit of anger, he pulled out the thin little sword in his hand.

Ma Yan, who was watching from the side at this time, really wanted to find a hole to drill into. It's a shame that he helped Xu Changfeng speak just now, who would have thought that this guy would be so faceless. He scolded in his heart: "You don't have a sword to tell me, I'll borrow you to make it, right? Just find a scrap iron to use as a sword, what is this?"

Wei Xueying watched Xu Changfeng pull out the rusty sword, and her eyes lit up again.

Last night, the young man was drenched in the rain and said that he was practicing swordsmanship, and now he is holding a rusty sword to ask others for swordsmanship, which seems nonsense, but in her heart, there is a faint feeling that this Xu Changfeng is prepared.

Wei Changting threw the scabbard to the side, Huang Zixuan quickly rushed up to take the scabbard, and there was only a bright small sword left in his hand.

"Boy, look good!"

Wei Changting said, taking steps towards Xu Changfeng. The distance between the two was only ten steps, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Changting's little sword had already killed in front of Xu Changfeng and stabbed at Xu Changfeng's shoulder.

Xu Changfeng was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Wei Changting's speed was so fast. His heart sank, his feet took two steps back, and the rusty sword in his hand also pounced, and forcefully intercepted the small sword in front of him.

"Huh?"

Xu Changfeng's move made Wei Changting look at it with admiration, and he couldn't help but become a little serious.

He vigorously picked up the rusty sword, and the spiritual energy flowed along the veins of the exercise, and the spiritual power continued to pour into the blade like water. This is the gap between second-order cultivators and first-order cultivators, exercises!

The exercise practiced by Wei Changting is called Cirrus Cloud Decision, and after operation, the aura in the body is like floating clouds in the sky, the clouds are soothing, and they can be retracted and released freely, and a large amount of spiritual power can inadvertently burst out to hit the opponent hard.

At this time, the small sword in his hand contained nearly two layers of spiritual power in his body, and if this sword fell, Xu Changfeng would definitely be seriously injured.

"Drink!"

Wei Changting let out a loud shout, and a dazzling light flashed on the blade, constantly approaching Xu Changfeng's left shoulder.

At this time, the rusty sword in Xu Changfeng's hand had been bounced off, and it was impossible to charge up to block it in a short period of time. The winner is already clear.

But at this moment, Xu Changfeng suddenly kicked his feet back on the ground, his body tilted slightly, and he actually dodged Wei Changting's sword. It can be clearly perceived that in Xu Changfeng's body, there is actually spiritual power running!

After the aura enters the body, it will be absorbed by the meridians and converted into spiritual power.

In the body of ordinary people, at most, there is only a thin aura, and there will never be spiritual power.

"This is the Purifying Realm!"

The students around the sword training ground all exclaimed.

He...... Wash the marrow overnight!

"Monster!" Ma Yan watched from the sidelines, dumbfounded.

What did he think yesterday, Xu Changfeng couldn't detect the slightest aura in his body at all, obviously he had never practiced, but in just one night, he crossed over from an ordinary person to the marrow washing realm, how could this be possible!

No one would believe this ridiculous thing unless they saw it with their own eyes.

A person, counting from the day of the introduction of the spirit into the body, takes a total of 7749 days to step into the marrow washing realm, no matter how high the talent is, it will take half a month's effort. Even when Zhan Liuli stepped into the marrow washing realm, it took fourteen days, which is already the highest record in a hundred years.

Xu Changfeng's figure landed smoothly, and before Wei Changting could react, the rusty sword in his hand slashed down at the fastest speed.

"Bell!"

Wei Changting's face changed greatly, although he took Xu Changfeng's sword in time, he was still at a disadvantage after all.

At this time, Wei Changting supported the ground with one hand, hunched his waist against the blade of the sword chopped by Xu Changfeng. At the moment when the two swords collided, Wei Changting suddenly noticed that the spiritual power attached to his spirit sword was constantly dissipating!

"This rusty sword, it's weird!"

Wei Changting didn't dare to rub in, he needed to fight quickly. He is a second-order cultivator who has practiced the exercises, and he was defeated by Xu Changfeng who had just washed his marrow, and in the future, he was in the Qingzhu Sword Academy, how could he have the face to go down?

Wei Changting gathered the spiritual power in his lower body, his legs exerted force violently, and there was a piercing grinding sound on the blade, and he immediately jumped forward with a big step, which opened the distance between the two.

At this time, the two teenagers on the sword training field were panting slightly, and the consumption of spiritual power was also a lot of load on the body.

At this time, Wei Xueying's body trembled slightly, and the fact in front of her told her that Xu Changfeng really didn't lie!

If it weren't for the fact that he had comprehended the Sword Sutra in advance, even if he had washed the marrow now, it would have been impossible for him to walk out of two rounds under the sword of a second-order cultivator, if she remembered correctly, when he saw Xu Changfeng last night, he had not yet cleansed the marrow. So she was very sure that Xu Changfeng's night after returning home should be spent washing the marrow, and it was impossible to have time to comprehend the Sword Sutra.

So...... When he was just an ordinary person, he had already comprehended the Sword Sutra!

"Come again!"

Xu Changfeng waved the rusty sword twice in his heart, and after the two fights just now, he felt that he had touched the mystery of the Cold Rain Sword Sutra, and he couldn't help but be even more excited.

Wei Changting gritted his teeth and glared at Xu Changfeng, "Come on, will I defeat you?"

Wei Changting once again started the exercises, dancing with the sword technique in his hand, and cautiously sprinted towards Xu Changfeng.

Xu Changfeng also used his spiritual power, and shouted in his heart: "Cold rain!"

The two of them rushed towards each other with great momentum, one red and one white, and the two swords kept colliding, and the crisp sound echoed in the sword training field, and no one would give in the slightest.

In this case, as long as someone wins half a move, this sword debate can be over.

Xu Changfeng took a step back sharply, and the whole person jumped up again, recalling the move when he participated in the Sword Sutra yesterday. After washing the marrow, he is much more fluent than before, both in terms of demeanor and form.

Wei Changting looked at the young man who jumped up, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, thinking it was an illusion, but in the next second, a dark red rusty sword slid down along the blade in his hand.

The rusty sword popped out suddenly, and finally came to an abrupt end in his throat!

Wei Changting stood still, not daring to move, and that cold feeling permeated his whole body, which was very uncomfortable.

Xu Changfeng withdrew the rusty sword, only to see Wei Changting exhale deeply, and two soybean-like beads of sweat fell on his cheeks.

Xu Changfeng couldn't help but recall that he had read the plot of the novel, and learned from those cultivators who won the sword competition, holding the sword in both hands, and said, "Accept!"

After saying these two words, his heart was simply full of anger, the picture that he had imagined countless times, when he experienced it himself, it was so happy!

Xu Changfeng straightened his waist, raised his head and looked around, the audience was silent, and his classmates were all staring at him with big eyes.

"Wei Changting actually lost!"

"What kind of sword technique did he just use? Does the Library Pavilion also have such a powerful sword scripture?"

"What he's holding in his hand is really just an ordinary rusty sword, are you sure it's not a high-grade spirit sword?"

For a while, the voices of all kinds of questions echoed in everyone's hearts.

Of course, there were also some teenagers with strong concentration who quickly came back to their senses, and their eyes exuded envy. They envy Xu Changfeng, and they envy Ma Yan even more!

When Wei Changting came up just now, only Ma Yan helped Xu Changfeng out.

Knowing this, why didn't you say more in the first place?

can pick up Xu Changfeng's thigh, and in the future in Qingzhu Sword Academy, it will be sideways!

"Cow ...... Cow!" Ma Yan spat out a word, as if completely releasing the shock in his heart.

At this time, in a corner next to the sword training ground, Long Yuxin also looked at this scene with great surprise. From the moment the two of them drew their swords, she watched from the sidelines.

After all, Xu Changfeng is the person who Senior Su likes, and she is even ready to make a move. Who thinks that things will always develop in a direction that no one can guess, a simple concession completely washed away the ridicule and cold eyes that the young man has received in the past few days.