bookcurios Chapter 118 The fist is hard
Chapter 118 The fist is hard
"I say, you are amazing. You have become so good in such a short time."
Chu Xinglan glanced at this honest child and raised the corner of his mouth proudly.
"Of course, otherwise how can I be your boss?"
The two were talking animatedly when a sinister voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Should I give you a little red flower and then have all the disciples praise you by name?"
Xun Wenguang and Chu Xinglan both subconsciously shrank their necks. Chu Xinglan suddenly felt the long-lost feeling of the dean of studies on Qi Yu's body. It was really not a good experience.
Qi Yu obviously had no intention of letting the two men go, and pointed his sword at the front of the team.
"Since you think you have practiced well, come forward and demonstrate to the disciples."
Chu Xinglan and Xun Wenguang looked at each other, neither of them had the courage to refute, and they obediently walked to the front of the team.
Xun Wenguang leaned close to Chu Xinglan and whispered, "Boss, you go first."
Chu Xinglan: “…”
But looking at Qi Yu with a cold expression behind him, Chu Xinglan didn't dare to say anything. He walked forward resignedly and started practicing sword skills from the beginning.
The other disciples stopped what they were doing and watched his every move intently.
Chu Xinglan felt emotional, fortunately he was used to being the center of attention, otherwise this scene would be no less than a public execution.
He demonstrated the last move smoothly, put away his sword, and looked at Qi Yu.
Qi Yu still admired Chu Xinglan in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face and just said it seriously.
"You have good talents and learn quickly, which are your advantages, but the key to practice is persistence. Don't get carried away."
"Okay, no talking during the next morning class."
Chu Xinglan lowered her head and stuck out her tongue, then walked down swiftly, stood aside and looked at Xun Wenguang with interest.
Xun Wenguang is the strongest disciple of this session and has very solid basic skills, but I don’t know if it’s because there are too many eyes on him.
As a result, his movements became very rigid, like a robot, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Chu Xinglan was standing next to Qi Yu and could clearly feel the air pressure on him getting lower and lower, which made him unconsciously shrink his neck and move away from him.
I have already started to mourn for Xun Wenguang in my heart. He is definitely going to be punished today.
Just thinking about Qi Yu's temper, you can imagine how difficult it would be.
Sure enough, after Xun Wenguang finished his demonstration, Qi Yu scolded him with a dark face, and then punished him to practice sword a hundred times today.
Xun Wenguang agreed with a sad face, and the morning class ended.
Chu Xinglan originally planned to accompany Xun Wenguang so that he could practice swordsmanship, but Qi Yu stopped him.
"You come with me."
After saying that, he turned around and led the way, and Chu Xinglan had no choice but to follow.
Along the way, Qi Yu didn't speak to him, and Chu Xinglan was not sure what he wanted to do with him, so he didn't dare to speak easily.
The two men walked across the square, passed through the disciples' residences, and passed by some unknown buildings. Only then did Qi Yu in front stop.
Chu Xinglan looked up and saw a cliff covered with sword marks, some of which were even more than ten meters deep.
Just by standing here, he could feel the pressing sword energy.
"This is Ling Jianfeng's sword cliff. The sword marks on it were left by Ling Jianfeng's predecessors."
"I see that you have a good talent for using a sword. If you gain some insights here, you should be able to gain something."
Chu Xinglan looked at him in surprise. He really didn't expect that he would bring him here.
Although Ling Jianfeng had never been here, he had heard of Jianya. It was no coincidence that Ling Jianfeng had produced many sword masters over the generations. This wall played a big role in this.
As far as he knew, those who could leave their sword marks on it had all found their own sword path, and their cultivation was no lower than the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Those powerful people did this because they wanted to leave a shortcut for their younger brothers and sisters who came later, so that they could find their own way more easily.
It can be said that this is the cornerstone that Ling Jianfeng has been able to pass down from generation to generation. Even if you are Ling Jianfeng’s disciple, you can’t come whenever you want.
Not to mention that he is an outsider.
"Can I really gain enlightenment here?"
Qi Yu glanced at him and said, "You are the heir of the back mountain. Even my master has to call you the little ancestor. Who dares to stop you?"
"Don't worry, I've told my master about this and he agreed."
Chu Xinglan really didn't expect to have such a pleasant surprise, and happily thanked Qi Yu.
"Thank you, Senior Brother. I will definitely study it seriously."
Qi Yu nodded, and just when Chu Xinglan thought he was about to leave, he suddenly coughed lightly.
"Well, shall we have lunch together at noon?"
"Ok?"
Chu Xinglan looked at him in confusion. He really didn't know how the topic turned here. Moreover, the scene of yesterday's meal was still vivid in his mind. He felt it was difficult for him to enjoy this blessing.
Just when he didn't know how to refuse, Qi Yu said again: "Call Chen Xiu, I just looked for him but he ignored me."
Chu Xinglan was really shocked this time. No way, could Li Wen really be right?
But when he thought about how good Chen Xiu was, and then looked at the cold-faced and mean-mouthed Qi Yu.
Da Meh! He doesn't agree to this marriage!
But he was really curious about what happened between the two of them, so he leaned forward and asked, "You two yesterday..."
Qi Yu sighed in annoyance: "He insisted on fighting with me to see who is stronger, so I will fight with him."
"In the end, he lost and ignored me."
"..."
"Tell me, isn't it normal for there to be winners and losers in a sparring match? There's nothing to be angry about."
"When he beat me before, well, he didn't win many times, and I didn't get mad at him."
Chu Xinglan looked speechlessly at this guy with no emotional intelligence. He was angry for Chen Xiu, okay?
But considering that he brought himself to Jianya, he still kindly reminded him.
"Have you ever thought that he wasn't angry just because he lost the competition?"
Qi Yu looked at him puzzledly: "What else could it be?"
"Yesterday when we were having dinner, you mocked him for not doing his job properly and said that he was not strong enough!"
Qi Yu was even more confused now: "Then what I said was not the truth? He has to spend a lot of time dealing with those messy things every day, which delays his cultivation. His strength is indeed lower than mine."
Chu Xinglan’s fists were stiff, if he could defeat him, he would have wanted to draw his sword. This was the first time he had seen someone with such a brain defect.
"After the exchange competition, Chen Xiu will take over the position of the sect leader. Xu Zhuo will leave all the sect affairs to him."
"Besides, you may not know since you just came back, but there have been a lot of troubles recently. Chen Xiu has no one to discuss things with, and the pressure is very high."
"He could have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage a long time ago, but he suppressed his cultivation for the sake of the competition."
After patiently explaining, Chu Xinglan looked at Qi Yu: "Do you understand?"