Chapter 139: Secret Gamble on the Sword
In seclusion for nearly two years, all the merits of the sect were naturally spent early.
However, after being promoted to the realm of foundation building, Lin Yi was automatically promoted from an outer disciple to an inner disciple.
The inner sect disciples who have made such a breakthrough will naturally choose the qualifications of their skills at once.
“Senior Brother Xiang?”
In Yunxia Pavilion, Lin Yi looked at Xiang Feiyu, who was half drunk and half awake, stepping on the chair, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
More than a year ago, here was a senior who was unsmiling and could not see the depth.
“I guess it’s Senior Brother Xiang Feiyu who has returned to take up a position, although this position is not so rigorous.
But, I can’t see through his cultivation.”
Looking at the picture of Xiang Feiyu who was unrestrained and unrestrained behind the desk, Lin Yi thought to himself.
"Huh?"
Hearing Lin Yi's call, Xiang Feiyu opened his sleepy eyes and looked over.
"Not bad, it took just over six years to successfully build the foundation."
As he spoke, Xiang Feiyu burped, as if deep in thought, with a casual look on his face said.
“If I remember correctly, you have already redeemed a sword art of Water Element Golden Scale Art.
Come again this time, but because practice is not easy, you want to change the method? "
"The sword technique is profound and profound, and my junior brother is also overjoyed.
The reason why I came here this time is because my junior brother found that he is better at the fire-type body-forging technique.
In this way, it conflicts with the water element body-forging method in the water element golden scale technique, so it comes here again. "
After Ji Yi thought for a moment, he said calmly.
If it were someone else, such as the half-white old man who didn't know the depth last time, Ji Yi probably wouldn't have explained it in such detail.
But this senior brother Xiang Feiyu is a man of temper at first glance. Regarding the sword technique.
Although Xiang Feiyu did not say much, Lin Yi could feel it. Passionate about kendo.
It just so happened that Ji Yi also had an astonishing 'talent' in swordsmanship. If he could learn about the appropriate training techniques from Senior Brother Xiang, it would naturally save him a lot of time.
After all, the power of the sword cultivation method that was popular five thousand years ago is extremely extraordinary.
Otherwise, Ji Yi wouldn't just come here to choose a fire-based body-building method instead of completely replacing the Water Element Golden Scale Technique.
"Uncomfortable with exercise?"
Hearing this, Xiang Feiyu looked over with a playful smile.
"I have a sword. If you can block it, it doesn't hurt to tell you."
"Please also ask Senior Brother Xiang for advice."
After hearing this, Lin Yi turned his right hand into a sword and was about to exit the hall.
"Interesting."
Seeing a faint ray of sword light condensing in Lin Yi's right hand with a sharp edge, Xiang Feiyu had a look of surprise in his eyes.
If it weren’t for Ji Yi’s previous choice of Shuiyuan Golden Scale Jue, if it weren’t for the previous bottle of wine, and the annoyance in his heart, he would not have made such a request.
Originally, Xiang Feiyu thought that Junior Brother Lin would use other methods to resist his sword.
However, looking at the current appearance, he really believed that the other party came because he felt uncomfortable with the exercise technique.
“Whether it is true or false, you only need to test it out, and you will naturally know it at first sight.”
There are many classics and techniques of Danxia Sect in Yunxia Palace, and the sect has How could a fool be sent here to guard it.
Even though the person guarding the place now is an alcoholic who seems to be drunk all year round, this only proves that this person is extraordinary.
Jin Yi knows this.
Therefore, he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity.
That's why he showed his sword finger immediately to show Xiang Feiyu that he would block the sword with his sword.
It’s just
This is Yunxia Palace, but I don’t know how Senior Brother Xiang plans to use his sword.
If the movement is too big, I don’t know if the senior brothers who are guarding in secret will intervene to interrupt.
These thoughts flashed through Lin Yi's mind one by one, and he saw Xiang Feiyu lying half-up behind the desk, looking up and drinking at this moment.
"Tons of wine"
The posture is wanton and unrestrained. When the Adam's apple in the neck rolls, you can see the droplets of wine exuding a rich aroma flowing down. Buzz!
At this moment, Ji Yi saw a clear drop of wine whizzing towards him with a flick of Xiang Feiyu's finger.
That's right.
It's howling.
A moment ago it was just an ordinary drop of wine and a sword, and they had nothing to do with each other.
However, when the wine droplets whizzed in, within Ji Yi's sight, he could see sword lights bursting out like water slurry, and the sound of sword whistles could be heard in his ears.
“No wonder, no wonder I drink freely in the Yunxiao Palace without being scolded.”
Looking at the increasingly sharp and dazzling sword light in his eyes, Lin Yi's heart sank, and the golden light on the sword finger of his right hand was generous.
"Stupid."
Seeing that the disciple named Lin Yi chose tit-for-tat without thinking, Pu Fengzi, who was in the dark, couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
Although his nephew is a bit out-of-the-box, his talent in swordsmanship is one of the few in the Danxia Sect.
Even now, even if this sword of wine drops is deliberately suppressed, no one can block it.
In Pu Fengzi's view, Ji Yi's previous words were mostly exaggerated words to try to establish relationships.
“It’s okay, let’s take this opportunity to let this kid see the reality clearly. No matter what age it is now, there are still people who admire those ancient sword cultivators.
This is a complete waste of time. A waste of talent.”
These words are cruel and ruthless.
However, considering Pu Fengzi's status in the sect, the other famous foundation-building monks who secretly guarded Yunxia Palace pretended not to have heard.
However, in this silence, their thoughts also fell on the main hall.
“I guess this person will be defeated in one move.”
“This person dares to show his sword finger for the first time, and he may be proficient in swordsmanship. I bet he can withstand three moves. "
"Three moves are too many, two moves at most"
Guarding Yunxia Palace is a heavy responsibility, but in this peaceful period, it is often the most boring.
Nowadays, it is rare to have some fun. The foundation-building monks hidden in the formation expressed their opinions one after another.
The moves they were talking about were not Xiang Feiyu's Wine Drop Sword, but the moves Junior Brother Lin could use with Xiang Feiyu's sword.
Except for a few two people who deliberately talked a few more tricks in order to make this temporary gambling game less monotonous.
Most of the foundation-building monks believed that they could not survive even one move.
Because, in terms of swordsmanship, within the same realm, they themselves are not sure that they can block Xiang Feiyu's sword.
In this situation, Ji Yi himself never knew that there would be anyone who was sure that he would not be able to take the sword.
At this time, Ji Yi's mind was extremely focused.
Clang!
The sword finger of his right hand stabbed suddenly.
The invisible sword energy made the air explode.
This sound vibrates and spreads out, using the finger edge as the source, and washes out towards the sword of wine droplets, shocking its sharpness.
The Sword of Wine Drops did not retreat but advanced. It was like a goddess scattering flowers in mid-air, slashing from all directions.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yi turned his sword finger and slashed from top to bottom. The golden sword light swept out, affecting the sword slashing from all directions.
Bang!
The spiral sword was fierce, but there were still streaks of wine drops coming from the sword light.
But Ji Yi was not used to it at all, and saw the sword finger of his right hand sweeping away the moment it fell.
Keng!
The golden sword light collided with the roaring wine drop swords at this moment.
Then, amidst the sound of clanging swords, the two disappeared.
Three moves.
But it wasn't that he failed in three moves, but that he defeated Xiang Feiyu's sword in three moves.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Xiang, for showing mercy."
Facing Xiang Feiyu's slightly stunned gaze, Lin Yi sighed in his heart and said respectfully.
“Three moves can defeat a sword, I am still too weak.”
(End of this chapter)