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For so many years, except for Su Li, no disciple had been brought by the Chief Sect in person, and on the martial arts arena, the eyes of the thirty disciples were all focused on Ye Luo. Especially two of them.

Mo Rong and Lin Hao.

Mo Rong looked at Ye Luo with a shocked face, the young man's face was faintly smiling, even if he was face to face with Su Li, he still didn't care, and he exuded that kind of aura, like a king, for a while, Mo Rong was in a trance, is this the Ye Luo she knew, is this Ye Luo, who was humiliated by her last night and her heart was full of scars, in an instant, she had an illusion, this young man, she had never understood......

She still remembers that when she was a child, the two of them caught fish together, played in the water together, grabbed mud to make dishes and chopsticks, and laughed and played at home; she also remembered that when they worshiped the martial arts together, they sweated like rain together, and remembered that this young man was reluctant to spend money, but every time he gave most of the herbs he bought, he gave most of the herbs he bought; especially that night, when she saw the stone carved jade rabbit, she saw this young man's simple smile; she remembered that her heart was once melted by this young man, but it was all the past, and she couldn't go back......

And Lin Hao frowned, he humiliated Ye Luo fiercely last night, a waste in his eyes, but he never thought that now he was personally brought by the head of the sect, this contrast is too great, but he asked himself if Ye Luo has the ability to compete with him. However, he tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time last night, and lingered with Mo Rong all night, and he has not recovered yet, and he just went to the martial arts arena this morning to loosen his legs and feet.

Unlike the two of them, Su Li looked Ye Luo up and down, this kid only had some courage, but there was so much importance for the chief sect, and he actually wanted to cultivate the Wind Sword.

"Su Li, the old man doesn't know much about the Wind Knife, you can introduce it to him!" the old man smiled.

When the disciples present heard this, they were shocked, what kind of treatment did this kid have, the chief teacher actually asked Senior Brother Su to introduce the exercises in person, is he illiterate? Can't he see it for himself!

"Yes!" Su Li said indifferently, "The Wind Knife Duel, there are only six styles. The first three styles are just simple chopping movements, but the direction and angle are different, but the emphasis is on a fast word.

The first form requires four cuts in one breath;

The second type is also a breathing room, on the basis of the first type of splitting four knives, four more knives are split from the other direction, a total of eight knives;

The third type, a breathing room, on the basis of the first two styles, and then from the third direction to split four knives, that is, to reach three layers, at least in the breathing room, from different angles to split twelve knives;

The fourth style, called the sword drawing Yantian style, is the initial action of drawing the knife, which requires the warrior to pour his strength into the scabbard, and burst out of the surging sword at the moment of drawing the knife.

The fifth type, called the flood wave, connects the knife drawing action, after the warrior draws the knife, he needs to attach his strength to the blade all the time, so that the knife mangs flow like a flood wave, which requires the warrior to control his own strength to reach the stage of sending and receiving freely, this style is also a ruthless word.

The sixth style, called the wind posture, requires the warrior to fuse the five styles, a breath, starting from the drawing of the knife, to the warrior to split the twelve knives with the sword, of which the sword drawing is the most important, this style, the warrior needs to be extremely domineering sword, otherwise the follow-up knife will be weakened, and the essence of fast and ruthless cannot be reached. ”

After Su Li finished speaking, he was silent. The disciples present all knew that this sword technique was extremely difficult to refine, but it was extremely powerful, and it had extremely high requirements for martial artist cultivation.

The head teacher looked at Su Li, "Su Li, you have practiced the first style now!"

"Fifth Form, I've been stagnant at the fifth layer for three years!" Su Li frowned, this was the pain in his heart, he wanted to attach his strength to the blade, and he also had to keep the sword undiminished in battle, this was really too difficult, even if he was a seventh-layer powerhouse in the body refining, he could only maintain the sword within a hundred swords now, but he couldn't continue after that. That is, if he uses a sword, his combat power will increase rapidly, but it can only be maintained within a hundred swords, which is far from meeting the requirements of the flood wave.

"There are very few cultivators in this exercise, and it's already good that you can reach such a level!" the chief teacher still praised it, "That's it, can you demonstrate the first three styles now, it can be regarded as an eye-opener for all junior brothers and sisters!"

"This ......" Su Li was stunned, he didn't expect the head church to say this, he practiced his sword technique in the martial arts arena every day, and the disciples present were all familiar with his sword technique, "He wants this Ye Luo to take a look!" Su Li thought about it and it became clear that the head of the sect euphemistically expressed the idea that he wanted him to teach Ye Luo the Wind Knife Fight.

The rest of the disciples are also monkey spirits, of course they understand what is said in this, and they don't practice the Storm Sword Duel, but they can watch Su Li practice the sword every day, and they have long been used to it.

"Hmph, I don't have time to hang out with you kid!" Su Li was extremely arrogant, coupled with his cultivation being far ahead of all the disciples, he was extremely reluctant to teach Ye Luo in his heart, and more importantly, he was a martial idiot and didn't want to waste time.

Su Li thought in his heart, "Okay, I'll show my hands and let you retreat!" A fine light flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly, "Then I'll be ugly!"

Su Li walked to a stone tablet in the martial arts arena, and saw him standing with a horizontal sword on his chest, ha...... With a loud shout, Su Li waved his arm, and in a breath, he saw the afterimage of the Dao Dao passing by.

Swish...... Su Li put away the knife and moved cleanly.

"Please check it out!"

The chief priest stepped forward and counted the knife marks on the stone tablet, one, two...... Thirteen, fourteen! Fourteen knife marks appeared in three directions on the entire stone stele, and each knife mark was one finger deep.

"Okay, Senior Brother Su is mighty!" The disciples on the field all cheered loudly, fourteen knife marks, and the strength was also very heavy, even if he took the dexterous path, this strength was far above most disciples.

"Although I don't know why that Ye Luo was favored by the Chief Sect, but Senior Brother Su's cultivation, he can chase it, and this knife technique, let alone a year or two, even if he is given three years and five years, he may not be able to catch up!"

The head teacher looked at Ye Luo, "How about it, do you want to try it!" This Ye Luo left a deep impression on him, I don't know why, he felt that the young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary disciple, maybe he was really a late bloomer.

"Okay!" Ye Luo smiled indifferently, without the slightest sign of nervousness. "Senior Brother Su, can you borrow a blade!"

"Here you go. Su Li frowned, he didn't know why Ye Luo didn't seem to care......