hiss! Su Changyu took three breaths of cold air. He felt like he was dreaming. Pinch the thigh. pain. Excruciating pain. This means that I am not dreaming. His master really found him a junior brother who was an unparalleled swordsmanship genius. This is fucking outrageous. Qingyun Taoist Sect, this second-rate sect, not even a chicken coop, could it really have produced a dragon?
At this moment, Su Changyu felt numb all over. It feels like being electrocuted. The main thing is, this is simply impossible to happen. But it really happened. Overnight, he suddenly realized the Four Thunder Sword Technique. Overnight, the Four Thunder Sword Technique was suddenly realized and perfected. Overnight, he also mastered some sword skills. If this isn’t a freak, then what is this? Even the peerless sword genius can't do it, right? As an insider of the kendo circle, Su Changyu deeply understands how terrifying the Four Thunder Sword Technique is. Taoist Four Seasons created it with great painstaking efforts. It takes a total of 1,460 moves to reach the pinnacle, draw the thunder of the four seasons, and kill the enemy. Su Changyu worked hard, diligently, and studied hard. After more than ten years of hard training, he had only mastered the basic skills of Spring Thunder Swordsmanship. But this junior brother in front of him had actually mastered the entire Four Thunder Sword Technique to perfection overnight. I'm sorry for being human. Su Changyu was now completely shocked, and the rest of his feeling was jealous. He was so jealous. Why, I am so handsome, but my talent in kendo is average. Why, he only looks a little bit handsome, but his talent in swordsmanship is so terrifying. why why why? Was I born into the wrong world?
Su Changyu's heart was already in turmoil. Ye Ping's talent was unprecedented, at least for Su Changyu. He mastered the Four Thunder Sword Technique to perfection overnight. Not to mention the entire Jin State, he could claim to be the best in the ten countries. He couldn't help but be shocked and jealous of such an extraordinary talent. not far away. After practicing the Four Thunder Sword Technique, Ye Ping himself did not expect that he could actually comprehend an additional thirty-two sword moves. But I have to say that this set of swordsmanship is really powerful. He had no magic power, but he was able to break a huge rock into pieces just by relying on sword moves. If he truly started practicing, wouldn't he be able to fly? However, Ye Ping did not show any joy, but looked at Su Changyu. "Big Brother, what do you think?" Ye Ping asked neither humbly nor arrogantly. In the distance, Su Changyu was still in a daze and had not come to his senses. "Eldest brother?" Ye Ping shouted again. The next moment, Su Changyu came back to his senses. "Cough cough." Su Changyu coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment. He looked at Ye Ping, his expression still calm, but he couldn't help being shocked in his heart. "Big Brother, do you think Junior Brother has talent?" Ye Ping continued to ask. Do you have any talent? You are more than just talented. The top men of the ten countries are all insulting you. But Su Changyu didn't dare to say yes. If I tell this, what if my junior brother runs away? I was worried before that after Ye Ping left, the sect would not be able to advance to the third rank. It's different now. If a peerless swordsmanship genius were to run away, everyone in the sect would be in great pain. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
It is absolutely impossible to let Ye Ping run away. Thinking of this, Su Changyu took a deep breath and spoke with gritted teeth. "so so." After saying this, Su Changyu felt his face turn red. Is this what you call normal? If this were normal, all those who practiced sword in the ten countries could die. But there was no other way, he could only say this. It's impossible to say, "Junior brother, your talent in swordsmanship is simply unparalleled. You should not stay in the sect anymore and go to a big sect as soon as possible." Isn't this cerebral palsy behavior? "Big Brother, please speak frankly. I understand my talent. You don't need to comfort me. But don't worry, although my aptitude is too poor, I will definitely practice sword more attentively. Please rest assured." After getting the answer, Ye Ping immediately understood what "generally" meant. It generally means that something is very bad, but one is too embarrassed to say it directly for fear of offending others. So Ye Ping understood that he did not have a good talent in swordsmanship, but he was prepared and did not feel bad, but he still had to speak out what was in his heart. After hearing this, Su Changyu felt even more uncomfortable, and he suddenly felt guilty. "Junior brother, you continue to comprehend the sword mark. Don't think too much. I won't give up on you. I will come back in a few days." Su Changyu didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to go find the sect leader as soon as possible. This is too big. It's not something he can judge by himself, he has to go find the head master. "Okay, senior brother, walk slowly." After listening to what Su Changyu said, Ye Ping immediately felt relieved. As long as he was not expelled from the sect, he was willing to do anything. It’s not that Ye Ping is clinging to Qingyun Taoist Sect. But in the past six months, he has participated in more than 50 Ascension Conferences. No matter whether it was a large or small sect, after testing his cultivation talent, each of them wanted to abandon him. To put it bluntly, not to mention that my aptitude is not good, even if I have incredible aptitude, what can I do? Without a sect to accept you, it's impossible for you to gain enlightenment by looking up at the stars alone, right? Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. Having seized this opportunity, Ye Ping would never let it go. Moreover, every member of this sect is a peerless master, so it is even more impossible for him to leave. After half a stick of incense. Qingyun Palace. Su Changyu's extremely urgent voice rang out.
"Head!" "Head!" "Master, something big has happened. Something big has happened." Su Changyu's extremely urgent voice sounded. In the main hall. Taoist Taihua is planning on upgrading Qingyun Taoist Sect to a third-grade sect. After hearing Su Changyu's voice again, Taoist Taihua woke up from his thoughts. "Chang Yu, what are you doing? Why are you so flustered? You are the eldest senior brother of the sect. You should always maintain your demeanor. Especially after the younger junior brother comes, you should pay more attention to your image." Taoist Taihua stood up and spoke in a didactic tone. "Master, something serious has happened." Su Changyu walked into the hall, then closed the door directly and looked at Taoist Taihua with rapid breathing. "What happened? Did your junior brother discover the secret of our sect?" Taoist Taihua was also a little nervous and couldn't help but ask this. "no no." Su Changyu had a little difficulty breathing. He had been running wildly all the way without caring about his image at all, so he was a little out of breath. "What are you afraid of? You are so impatient, you don't act like a cultivator at all." Upon hearing that it was not this matter, Taoist Taihua immediately felt relieved. "Master, our little brother's talent seems to be a little weird." Su Changyu didn't know how to describe it, so he could only use the word weird. "Weird? Very bad?" Taoist Taihua frowned slightly, but he had expected it. If he was not bad, how could he fail in fifty Ascension Conferences? "Chang Yu, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You're just not good enough. You know what the conditions of our Dao Sect are. If a genius really comes, can you withstand it with what you have?" Taoist Taihua stood up and spoke in a calm tone. "No, Master, our little brother's talent is not bad, it's amazing." Su Changyu saw that Taoist Taihua had misunderstood his meaning, so he explained. "So bad it's unbelievable? How bad can it be?" Perhaps it was because Su Changyu spoke too fast and Taoist Taihua heard it wrong. "It's not that bad, it's that good." Su Changyu said hurriedly, completely losing his Taoist demeanor, and was sweating profusely.
ha? So good that it’s incredible? Are you kidding me? Taoist Taihua was stunned. "Chang Yu, those who lie must swallow a thousand needles." Taoist Taihua looked at Su Changyu, he didn't believe it. In his eyes, Ye Ping was just an ordinary cultivator.