Immortality begins with the sword of ignorance

"not good!"

The crisis that reached her body made Yan Lingdie feel cold in her heart. Subconsciously, she raised her heavy sword in front of her body, trying to block Zhong Cang's thrust.

If she just stabbed with a long sword, she might be able to succeed. The Heavenly Flame Spirit Sutra has a super high explosive ability, and she is a flame spirit body and can withstand such high-intensity explosions.

This allowed her to hold the sword in front of her at the last moment and resist the thrust of Fenghua's sword.

Unfortunately, she had good intentions, but in the end, she failed.

Although it is not as good as the burning heavy sword in his hand, Fenghua is also a low-level top-grade magic sword.

At this moment, with a high degree of synchronization, the man and the sword became one, and Zhong Cang fully unleashed the power of the magic sword.

And Fenghua has the ability to attract the wind of nature.

"laugh……"

Before the heavy sword was placed in front of Yan Lingdie and Fenghua was still some distance away from Yan Lingdie, Fenghua's length suddenly extended with a sound.

The strong wind formed Fenghua's 'sword body', turning it from a normal long sword into a three-meter-six-meter-long 'spear'!

The suddenly extended sword blade suddenly stabbed into Flame Spirit Butterfly before the epee was even in front of him.

"laugh……"

This attack... failed to break through the defense. When the attack came, the robe on Flame Spirit Butterfly suddenly bloomed with a spiritual light shield.

The shining shield of red gold blocked the sword body and tip made of strong wind from the outside.

Even Zhong Cang's attack did not cause the shield to ripple in the slightest.

However, the person was not injured, but the Flame Spirit Butterfly was stunned.

"I lost, lost to the same level?"

There is no doubt that in the swordsmanship duel, Flame Spirit Butterfly was defeated, and defeated miserably.

After all, although they are both at the third level, their skills are of different levels, making Zhong Cang far inferior to Flame Spirit Butterfly in terms of strength, speed, and explosion.

However, even with such a huge gap in strength, Zhong Cang still blocked the stormy offensive of the Flame Spirit Butterfly, found an opportunity in the gap between its attacks, and firmly seized this opportunity to defeat the enemy.

And this is undoubtedly a manifestation of skill.

The self-proclaimed Yan Lingdie was naturally unhappy about being defeated by the weak and the strong.

However, although she is coquettish, she is still reasonable.

She didn't have any embarrassment towards Zhong Cang who defeated her, but instead had some admiration for him.

"This guy's swordsmanship is really strong...but he's too despicable and shameless."

The last comment was that she thought of Zhong Cang's initially frightened expression when facing her attack.

Especially thinking about the first time she was deceived by this expression and then easily defeated, this made her even more annoyed and a little confused.

"Isn't it true that swordsmen with superb swordsmanship are all temperamental people? Why is this person so good at swordsmanship but so shameless in temperament?"

Yan Lingdie just thought about this doubt for a moment, then shook his head and put it aside.

With a horizontal stroke of the heavy sword, she said: "Come again, I will never be defeated again this time..."

Although she was defeated, she had enjoyed the fight just now, and because of this, she wanted to fight Zhong Cang again.

However, after looking up at Zhong Cang, she was speechless.

After the duel, she was defeated and nothing happened.

But Zhong Cang, who had won, sat on the ground panting and smelled of burning.

The worst thing was that Zhong Cang's right hand was cracked and bleeding, making him unable to hold the sword steadily.

This miserable scene made Yan Lingdie unable to say the word "fight again" and even more embarrassed.

"Ahem, Uncle Shui, give him some healing medicine. As for the sparring reward, it will be calculated as two...five parts."

"Yes, miss."

After answering, Uncle Shui, who was like a good old man, walked into the field with a smile, but he did not give Zhong Cang the elixir and spirit stone immediately, but spoke to the Flame Spirit Butterfly.

"Miss, you lost to someone weaker than you twice, do you have any thoughts?"

"Once, I only lost once!"

After dissatisfied with her defense, she said with some embarrassment: "Well, I have some insights. Fighting with this guy made me understand that I can't put 100% of my energy on attacking during the battle. If I had just left With a little strength, you will never be defeated... Also, be careful in everything, some people are so despicable and shameless that they even take advantage of the kindness of their enemies, huh!"

When she said the last sentence, Yan Lingdie glared at Zhong Cang fiercely. Obviously, her first defeat made her hold a grudge to this day.

Uncle Shui heard his young lady's sentiments and nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, Uncle Shui and other teachers of Flame Spirit Butterfly had taught them these combat skills and insights.

But having never experienced setbacks in actual combat, Yan Lingdie never paid attention to it before.

Now that he was defeated at the hands of Zhong Cang, the weak defeated the strong, which made him reflect.

And this kind of behavior of discovering shortcomings and reflecting on the battle is also the reason why Yunxiao Sect established a training ground and why there are so many people in the training ground.

——Not only Flame Spirit Butterfly, but all monks can detect their own shortcomings from sparring and then improve.

Flame Spirit Butterfly has gained something, and Uncle Shui is also very satisfied with Zhong Cang.

Because of this, he conveyed something to Flame Spirit Butterfly.

After listening to the message, Yanlingdie waved his hand indifferently.

"Ten times, just ten times."

After saying that, she looked at Zhong Cang and snorted coldly: "I approve of your swordsmanship. After you recover from your injury, we will have another fight... Also, when fighting with me, you are not allowed to use despicable methods. Trick!”

Zhong Cang was very helpless to hear the last warning.

In the battle just now, he didn't play any tricks. The reason why his expression was frightened in the early stage and indifferent in the later stage was not because he wanted to trick people, but purely the effect of the sword's heart.

Unfortunately, this matter involved his own situation and he was unwilling to speak out.

Therefore, he responded casually, took the spirit stone and elixir, returned to the tree next to the training ground, and sat up cross-legged.

Zhong Cang was still Zhong Cang when he returned to the tree. He didn't even change his sitting posture.

However, after the battle just now, the eyes looking at Zhong Cang no longer looked down upon him with contempt, some were filled with astonishment.

Especially Director You Tao, who has been paying attention to this place, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, completely unable to believe the scene in front of him.

No wonder he reacted like this, it was really what Zhong Cang did that was too shocking.

As a 'second generation', You Tao knows many secrets of the world of immortality, but because of his knowledge, he understands that in the world of immortality, the gap between people is sometimes wider than that between humans and dogs.

Inequalities in talent, skills, resources, teachers, etc. make it possible for the same third-level qi-training monks to be beaten ten by one, while others can be beaten ten by one.

There is no doubt that the carefully cultivated Flame Spirit Butterfly is a genius who can fight ten.

Even, in You Tao's eyes, Flame Spirit Butterfly was able to fight across the ranks.

However, even though she was like this, she was unable to successfully capture Zhong Cang, and was even killed by Zhong Cang twice.

How could such a thing not shock You Tao.

"Fuck! You made a mistake. Zhong Cang is not a waste at all. He is a genius who can compete with the seed players carefully cultivated by the family monks!"