Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Sky Splitting Sword Sect
"I lost ......"
Zhou Wuxian slowly chewed on this word that made him a little decadent, and a touch of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, in his life dictionary for the past ten years, the word "lose" never appeared.
In the family, he was relied on by his elders, and among his peers, he was supremely respected, and there was too much aura of glory on his body, which was completely shattered under Yang Ming's iron sword at this moment.
Just when he was depressed, his father's gentle voice seemed to sound in his ears: "No injury, you have to remember that as long as you are a human being, there will be failures, and only by constantly overcoming failures can you surpass yourself......"
Thinking of his father's earnest teaching voice in the past, the decadence on Zhou Wuxian's face was swept away, and his face regained its indifference again, and he immediately raised his head, looked at Yang Ming, who was standing quietly opposite, and said with a light smile: "Tomorrow, Yipinju, see you or leave!"
After speaking, Zhou Wu didn't turn around without hurting his head, and a faint voice came into Yang Ming's ears: "Yang Ming, you are indeed very strong, but I firmly believe that I will surpass you next time." ”
Looking at the figure of the departing body, Yang Ming couldn't help but nodded, being able to come out of the loss just now so quickly, this week is worthy of the name of genius without injury.
The previous failure not only failed to make him decadent, but because of today's failure, he aroused the fighting spirit in his heart, and this kind of frustration and courage made Yang Ming can't help but admire.
This kind of person, as long as he does not die halfway, will have a place for this person in the rivers and lakes in the future.
After a while, Yang Ming turned his gaze to the direction of the judging table and said loudly: "Mentor, I wonder if this game can be over?"
"Uh, count, of course, I declare, this competition, Yang Ming wins!"
Hearing Yang Ming's words, a mentor stood up from the judging table and hurriedly said that the strength shown by Yang Ming before had exceeded their expectations, and until this moment, they didn't know how Yang Ming saw through the trajectory of that knife.
As the tutor's words fell, on the playground, a wave of cheers resounded throughout the Star Road Academy, and the battle just now was really exciting.
Countless people looked at the figure in the ring, their eyes full of envy and awe, Yang Ming used his strength to prove that he was the rookie king of this year's academy disciples.
At the same time, Yang Ming's move is to tell those people that I am not overwhelmed when I challenge Li Xuanqing.
And all of this is based on Yang Ming's absolute strength, in this era of martial arts, only fists can win the respect of others.
From now on, Yang Ming will become the strongest of the new students, and there is no one.
Hearing the cheers and cheers on the playground, Li Xuanqing's face twitched continuously, showing that he was not calm in his heart, at this time he had reached the edge of anger, and he was only one fuse away, and he would completely explode.
Li Xuanqing never expected that his unintentional move would actually fulfill Yang Ming and make the other party the most dazzling star in the entire academy.
"Let you be proud for a while, and in the future, I, Li Xuanqing, will definitely let you kneel at my feet......" His fists were clenched, and a grim look flashed in Li Xuanqing's eyes.
Next to Li Xuanqing, Li Xuan's face was also ugly, Yang Ming's strength was far beyond his expectations, remembering the arrogant words he put down when he faced Yang Ming, he couldn't wait to find a hole to drill into.
In the crowd, a beautiful figure quietly looked at the high platform, and the majestic and immobile figure was like a high mountain, erecting in her heart.
"Yang Ming, no matter how strong you are, I will surpass you like smoke. Biting her red lip, the girl secretly swore in her heart.
Yang Ming didn't pay attention to the different emotions in the hearts of these people, he only knew that he had already obtained a place to enter the Yin Yang Pool, and it would not take long for the dark diseases on his body to be expelled, and he even faintly looked forward to what level of strength he would reach after practicing martial arts.
At the same time, he faintly had a trace of curiosity about the martial arts that his master admired to the extreme.
"Today's victory is just the beginning!" Yang Ming's gaze moved, sweeping towards the towering new star monument, and his next goal was to leave his name on this giant monument.
"Hehe, Yang Ming, I didn't expect that the monster of the Zhou family was also defeated in your hands, this means, sneer......" Liu Qianyu pursed his lips, his face showed admiration, thinking about it, he had also heard of Zhou Wuxian's name, and the other party was defeated in the hands of Yang Ming, so he was not unjustly lost this time.
Even Zhou Wuxian is not the latter's opponent, let alone himself?
Thinking of this, Liu Qianyu's heart suddenly became much more balanced.
"Hehe, it's just a fluke!" Yang Ming said with a smile, his face was very calm, and he was not proud of winning the victory.
Liu Qianyu smiled, and he didn't talk much, if Yang Ming could be regarded as a fluke like this, then why did everyone still desperately pursue power?
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For a while, Yang Ming suddenly became the man of the year in the academy, and the tutors of those colleges also admired him, and after the competition, Yang Ming ushered in waves of guests.
These people are all well-known figures in Yunzhou, and when they visited Yang Ming this time, in addition to wanting to make friends, they were also entrusted by the sect to try to win over Yang Ming, the newcomer king.
From ancient times to the present, if a sect wants to prosper for a long time, it must not only have a deep heritage, but also constantly inject fresh blood, a genius like Yang Ming, if he pulls down his own sect, he will definitely become one of the leading figures in the future of the sect.
It's a pity that Yang Ming didn't eat their set at all, but just used the reason that he was still young to block the mouths of these first-class, second-rate sect representatives in Yunzhou.
Just kidding, what Yang Ming is pursuing in his heart is to hold the sword in the rivers and lakes, be happy and revenge, and pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, how can he be swayed by this sect.
When everyone saw that Yang Ming had made up his mind, they couldn't help but show disappointment on their faces, and they didn't bother much, so as not to fail to win over, but cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
These people have been rolling on the rivers and lakes for many years, and those who are not thoughtful probably guessed Yang Ming's refusal, but they are not in a hurry, the days ahead will be long!
As night fell, Yang Ming welcomed an unexpected guest, who came from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.
In Yunzhou, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is the oldest sect, and there is no one, if you really want to trace it back, this sect is much older than the Star Road Academy.
Hundreds of years ago, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect was the top first-class force in Yunzhou, and it was also a well-known existence in Kyushu, however, in that rebellion, this sect was completely reduced to a second-rate terminal force.