Ronin from Douluo

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On the Excalibur Peak.

More than a month has passed since the soul battle between Zeng Yi and Hong Ying ended.

In an open space, two figures holding swords faced each other. On a nearby stone, a petite girl was sitting. She was holding a little kitten and looking at this side with her big and lively eyes.

A gust of wind blew by, ruffling their long hair and clothes. Ling Yunfei was very solemn in front of him, looking at the relaxed man opposite him. He was playing with the bamboo knife in his hand, a little carelessly, but he gave Ling Yunfei a blow.

A lot of pressure.

Ling Yunfei couldn't help but break out a small amount of cold sweat on his forehead, his throat slid a bit, he swallowed, and the palm of his hand holding the sword hilt couldn't help but tighten even more.

Yanque hugged Xiaoju and kept looking at Ling Yunfei. She could see that he was very nervous now, but as a senior sister, how could she not give some encouragement to her junior brother?

"Junior brother, come on! Believe in yourself, you will definitely get a point from Master! Come on!"

The sound of cheering came, and Ling Yunfei couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yan Que, seeing her waving her arms to cheer him, and the tension in his heart also dissipated a little.

"Senior sister! I will never let you down!"

Watching the interaction between the two, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Zeng Yi had a relaxed smile on his lips, looked at Ling Yunfei opposite, and said, "Relax a little. Being too nervous will cause your body to become stiff. If you are on the battlefield, you will die."

"Take a deep breath and calm down your mind."

After listening to Zeng Yi's words, Ling Yunfei took a deep breath. After a few seconds, the breath was slowly exhaled, and the hilt of the sword that was held too tightly also relaxed a little.

Ling Yunfei's dark eyes revealed determination. He looked at Zeng Yi and said, "I'm ready, Master."

"Well, you should call me Senior Brother, or Senior Uncle. I didn't accept you as my disciple."

Ling Yunfei nodded, "Okay Master, I understand, Master."

Hearing this, Zeng Yi felt helpless. Not only was this guy very dedicated to swordsmanship, he was also very thick-skinned.

It's not that Zeng Yi dislikes Ling Yunfei. His talent in swordsmanship is quite high. If he is trained well, he can achieve good results in swordsmanship. However, Zeng Yi really doesn't want to accept him as his disciple. What should I say? This guy

One or two years older than myself!

If like Yan Que and Zhu Zhuqing, Zeng Yi would still be able to accept calling them master, not that Zeng Yi was just a female disciple, because both of them were younger than him.

However, Zeng Yi couldn't accept it if he wanted someone older than him to call him master.

Although he did not accept Ling Yunfei as a disciple, Zeng Yi still guided him in his practice as a disciple. Zeng Yi was not very averse to instructing people to practice, but was quite happy to do it, especially teaching people the practice of swordsmanship.

Moreover, Zeng Yi is also very experienced in teaching students. For example, the Shrek Seven Monsters headed by Tang San, the Tianshui Girl Team headed by Shui Bing'er, and even the Hongying Detachment of Women in the sect,

Sometimes they would also ask Zeng Yi for advice on his spiritual practice.

Therefore, Zeng Yi was very willing to teach someone like Ling Yunfei who had a strong and firm attachment to swordsmanship.

However, taking into account the age in the previous life, I should be older than him.

Thinking of this, Zeng Yi was relieved. Ling Yunfei could call him whatever he wanted. Anyway, it wasn't me who was at a disadvantage.

Thinking that Ling Yunfei calls him master, but the girls in Hongying are of the same generation as Ling Yunfei, then they are not allowed to call him master uncle?

Hehe, this feels pretty good.

"Let's take action." Zeng Yi smiled lightly, waved the bamboo cutter in his hand, and an invisible wind wave stirred up, shaking countless fallen leaves.

Ling Yunfei took a deep breath, his eyes became sharp, and he stared straight ahead, looking through the gaps of the dead leaves scattered in the sky, locking on Zeng Yi's body.

Whoosh!

As soon as his footsteps hit the ground, Ling Yunfei held the hilt of the sword with both hands and rushed forward quickly.

Swish

In the space, a sword light exuding a cold air flashed past.

call

A strong wind filled with power quickly spread around. The dead leaves that were still slowly falling in the air were blown away by the strong wind in an instant. The figures of the two people appeared in Yan Que's sight.

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Ling Yunfei held the sword with both hands and slashed down from above.

Zeng Yi, on the other hand, held the bamboo cutter in one hand and held it horizontally in front of him, easily blocking the sword.

Ling Yunfei couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes. The sword in his hand was his own martial spirit, the Silver Purple Thunder Spirit Sword. Among all the martial arts weapons, it was also of the highest quality. There was not even a trace on this bamboo sword when it was cut.

None left?

Of course, he didn't know that the bamboo cut in Zeng Yi's hand was made of the true form of sword bamboo that was more than 20,000 years old. It was as hard as meteorite. He didn't know how to use soul power to leave traces on it.

The difficulty is very high.

At least, Ling Yunfei couldn't do it.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Yunfei quickly retreated without any further stalemate, and then looked for the opportunity and angle to attack.

Yanque sat on a big rock nearby, stroking the smooth hair on Xiaoju's body while watching the duel between the two attentively.

Although she is Ling Yunfei's senior sister, she is not as strong as Ling Yunfei in terms of swordsmanship. First, Ling Yunfei's own strength is higher than hers. He is a level 38 soul master, and his martial soul is still a sword martial soul.

Her martial spirit is not a sword martial spirit, but an elemental rock and earth martial spirit.

Yanque has been practicing with his master for less than a year, and he is just getting started in swordsmanship. Ling Yunfei has already practiced swordsmanship for a long time, and with Zeng Yi's guidance this month, he has a good foundation in swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds.

In the duel between Zeng Yi and Ling Yunfei, there was no dazzling flash of soul power, nor any gorgeous soul skill special effects. In this open space, there were only two fast-moving figures, and the constant sound of swords clashing, flashing

The cold light and shadow of the sword.

This is a pure sword duel, and Yan Que can learn a lot from it.

Of course, with Ling Yunfei's level, he still wouldn't be able to face Zeng Yi. It was just a swordsmanship duel. Even Zeng Yi's master, Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin, would feel very uncomfortable when he and Zeng Yi had a pure swordsmanship duel.

A lot of pressure.

Under Zeng Yi's special moves, Ling Yunfei persisted for about five minutes and then lost.

Looking at the bamboo cut across his neck, although there was no edge, the sharp sword intent still made Ling Yunfei feel chills in his heart.

"Master's swordsmanship is still so superb. I lost." Ling Yunfei admitted defeat calmly, then took a few steps back to get away from the threat of the bamboo cut across his neck.

Zeng Yi took back the bamboo cutter, looked at Ling Yunfei, and smiled, "You are very good. Your swordsmanship is much better than before."

"By the way, why haven't you seen Hong Ying and her group here in the past few days?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but ask. He hadn't seen Hong Ling Yin bring her sisters to the Divine Sword Peak for three days to have fun.

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Before, they came to Divine Sword Peak every day, but now they suddenly stopped coming. This made Zeng Yi a little uncomfortable and felt that something was missing.

"Sister Hong and the others should be preparing for the sect competition in a few days." Yanque walked over with Xiaoju in his arms and said.

"Sect competition? What is this?" Zeng Yi was a little confused.

Ling Yunfei said: "It is a soul fighting competition. It is held every year in the sect. The purpose is to test the cultivation results of the sect disciples this year. Master, you should know the four rankings in the sect, right?"

Zeng Yi nodded, "I know this clearly. It means white, yellow, purple, and black soul lists, right? They correspond to the four realms of soul master, great soul master, soul master, and soul sect."

Ling Yunfei said: "These four lists include all the disciples in the sect, even the one with the lowest strength. The higher the name is on the list, it means that his (her) strength is at this level.

The stronger the stronger. Generally speaking, the sect will not force every disciple to compete for the soul list ranking. However, the higher your ranking on the soul list, it means that you can get more resources and the attention of the top management.

In this aspect, the sect is still very fair. However, in the sect competition, every sect disciple has to fight for the soul, that is, to attack the ranking on the soul list. The sect does not allow anyone to be absent.

Even if you are the last one, you must challenge the penultimate one. The sect wants to see how each disciple has performed in practice this year."