The Art of the Great Sword

Shifang City.

Inside the seventh branch, there was a bustling crowd.

They brought out a total of more than fifty swordsmanship books to participate in the exhibition, ranging from low-level Yuan Dan realm to low-level magical powers. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can buy them home.

Of course, they are all copied copies.

"Guests can look around and call me anytime if they need any sword skills!"

A woman smiled and guided Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang glanced at it and muttered, "I want six books of superior Yuan Dan realm sword techniques."

This is a big customer.

The woman was very happy and immediately took Fang Qingyang to choose.

After a while, Fang Qingyang selected six more suitable sword techniques.

When asking about the price, the woman obviously realized that Fang Qingyang was very rich, so she slaughtered him mercilessly, "Three thousand spirit stones!"

According to the market price, even if you leave enough profit to the other party, you can get it done with at most a thousand spirit stones.

"So expensive?"

Fang Qingyang frowned.

"We are the seventh branch. The swordsmanship sold by the sword tower is not comparable to the miscellaneous ones outside."

The woman looked proud, "Three thousand spirit stones are a bit expensive, but you can rest assured when buying them!"

"One thousand and five."

Fang Qingyang showed no mercy and cut him in half.

He indeed has no shortage of spiritual stones, and he is not willing to spend a long time with the other party for five hundred spiritual stones.

That's five hundred pieces more than the market price.

The woman looked reluctant and talked for a long time. Seeing that Fang Qingyang was impatient to leave, she reluctantly agreed to the price.

Fang Qingyang turned around and walked out of the branch. After a casual glance, he put the six swordsmanship books into the ring.

But suddenly, he noticed something was wrong. Although it was just a sweep, one of the swordsmanships was obviously weaker than the others.

He picked out the sword technique and carefully examined it for a while, confirming that the sword technique did not reach the level of the advanced Yuan Dan realm.

Regardless of whether the other party intended it or not, this does not meet the requirements.

Fang Qingyang walked back to the branch and shook off the swordsmanship, "This swordsmanship is not high enough for the Yuan Dan realm."

His words immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The woman had an ugly look on her face, "Impossible. Every swordsmanship book here has been certified by the vice-president. How could there be any mistakes in the levels he personally classified?"

At this time, other monks picked up the sword technique and observed it for a while.

He immediately shouted, "This Furious Thunder Sword Technique is a sword technique written by the vice president himself. I don't know how many monks want to practice it. It has definitely reached the advanced Yuan Dan realm and does not even need to be confirmed!"

"Yes, the vice-president is one of the few great swordsmen in our Great Zhou Dynasty. No matter how qualified you are, you dare to point out the swordsmanship written by the vice-president!"

"They also said that the level of this swordsmanship is not high enough. Could it be that they are here to cause trouble?"

"Buying six swordsmanship books at once is something that a normal person can do. Maybe other merchants want to plot against the seventh branch."

Many monks spoke one after another.

"No matter who writes the swordsmanship, if the level is not enough, it is not enough."

Fang Qingyang's eyes were calm. No matter how many people objected, he would stick to the truth. "I don't want to make things worse. Please give me another book of swordsmanship of the same level. I'll take it and leave."

The woman received everyone's support, and her tone became more contemptuous, "You are just a young boy, what do you know about swordsmanship, or are you just secretly copying this swordsmanship, and then you want to replace it with nothing? Some thoughts are revealed!”

Fang Qingyang's eyes showed disappointment, "Let your vice-president come out and I'll tell him."

The sword technique he practices is the Great Wild God Sword Technique, which is far superior to other sword techniques in terms of level and realm, so his understanding of sword techniques is very profound.

For those low-level swordsmanship, at a glance, there is no secret at all.

He can see through it easily!

Therefore, Fang Qingyang can be very sure that this Furious Thunder Sword Technique is not high enough for the Yuan Dan Realm.

"What are you doing that qualifies you to meet our vice president?"

The woman sneered with disdain.

Behind her, many monks turned into dog-licking mode and spontaneously organized to crusade against Fang Qingyang, verbally attacking him in various ways.

Fang Qingyang's eyes were calm, "So, this is how your seventh branch does business? Selling unqualified swordsmanship and not allowing others to raise correct questions?"

"Do you think we've given you a face?"

The woman was angry. This is an annual exhibition. We cannot let this kid cause trouble here. "Even if you are an inner disciple of the Zihe Sect, you are not qualified to cause trouble here. Come on, kick him out!"

Several guards followed him like a shadow and rushed over in one step.

Without saying a word, they gathered around Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to grab the hilt of the Dragon Emperor Sword.

"Shut up, why are you making such a fuss!"

There was a loud shout inside, and an old man strode over with evil eyes, "Is this the annual exhibition that makes you noisy here?"

"Vice President!"

The woman immediately lowered her eyebrows, but soon she raised her finger and pointed at Fang Qingyang, "After this guy bought the sword technique you wrote, he came back to make trouble, saying that this sword technique is not even high enough for the upper Yuan Dan realm. This is completely unreasonable. Shame on you!"

"You question the swordsmanship written by me?"

Vice-president Zuo He is a great swordsman who is highly accomplished in theory. He is a valuable writer of swordsmanship and is highly respected throughout the dynasty.

He faced Fang Qingyang with cold eyes, "My Furious Thunder Sword Technique is indeed incomplete, but if you say you can't even reach the advanced Yuan Dan realm, then you're farting!"

"If you can't achieve it, you can't achieve it. Even if it's just a little bit short, you can't achieve it."

Fang Qingyang replied bluntly, even if the other party was Vice President Zuo He, he was not afraid, "Your Furious Thunder Sword Technique has three flaws in total. As long as you can cover up one of them, you can make it reach the level of a truly superior Yuan Dan." At the realm level, if all three flaws are repaired, you can easily reach the intermediate level of magical power!"

"That's nonsense. The vice-president has great powers. How can you tell that?"

The woman finally found the opportunity and laughed, "Repay three flaws and talk nonsense, who gave you the courage!"

"shut up!"

Zuo He shouted, and then he turned to Fang Qingyang, "Young friend, can you see the three flaws in my swordsmanship?"

There was light in his eyes, and without him, Fang Qingyang was right.

However, Zuo He would not believe the other party easily, he had to continue to prove it.

"One external flaw, two internal flaws, they are all loopholes that you have not fixed."

Fang Qingyang said lightly.

When Zuo He heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, because what Fang Qingyang said was exactly right.

"Little friend, let's go inside and talk in detail."

He realized that this young man was hiding something deeply.

At the very least, his attainments in swordsmanship were no worse than his own.

"Vice President, he is a guy who comes to make trouble, why..."

The woman was stunned and spoke quickly.

"Crack!"

She was greeted with a loud slap.

"This little friend has a noble status, how can you make a wild guess!"

Zuo He's eyes were cold, "Get out, get out of the seventh branch."

The woman was knocked to the ground, her eyes dull.

Her face was burning, but she didn't dare to reach out and touch it.

Fang Qingyang didn't even look at her. She didn't even understand the most basic respect, and it was her own fault that she ended up like this.

After Fang Qingyang and Zuo He entered the branch, someone murmured, "I looked familiar to this young man before, but now I suddenly thought of him... isn't he Fang Qingyang!"

"Is this Fang Qingyang who joined the Purple River Sect after being expelled from the Sky Fire Sect?"

"Yes, it's him!"

"Hiss, Zhao Bin was killed by him!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Everyone was talking a lot, did he kill Zhao Bin?

Regarding Zhao Bin's death, everyone has actually discussed it in private.

His father was the elder of the branch, with the same power as the vice-president. His son was killed, and he was furious, but he did not carry out subsequent revenge. What does this mean?

This shows that Fang Qingyang, who killed Zhao Bin, has a good background!

Now, he came to the Seventh Branch to buy sword skills with great arrogance.

Are you really not afraid that the Great Elder will take revenge on him?

Everyone looked at each other in shock, feeling that this matter was really unbelievable.

Within the chapter.

Zuo He brought Fang Qingyang to the main hall where he lived and treated him as an honored guest.

He even made tea with his own hands, "My dear friend, what do you call me?"

"Fang Qingyang."

Fang Qingyang cupped his hand and said, "You must be Master Zuo He!"

"I can't be a master."

Zuo He smiled wryly and waved his hand, then he looked stunned, "Is this my friend Fang Qingyang? The Fang Qingyang who killed Zhao Bin?"

"It's me."

Fang Qingyang said calmly, "He insulted my clan brother, and he deserves to be killed!"

"Hahaha, good kill."

Zuo He clapped his hands, "That kid is a complete second generation, bullying men and dominating women. His father, Zhao Long, is the elder of the seventh branch. With this status, he has done countless dirty things. I have proposed to have him imprisoned many times. Expelled, it’s a pity that he has a strong background and has been unable to do anything!”

Fang Qingyang was happy, but he didn't expect that Zuo He and Zhao Long were still bitter enemies.

"Master Fang."

Zuo He served a cup of tea, "You can see three flaws in my Raging Thunder Sword Technique at a glance. It's really extraordinary. Even other great sword cultivators may not be able to do this. I wonder if you can give me some advice. How to fill these flaws?"

After a pause, Zuo He continued, "To be honest, sir, I have been writing this Furious Thunder Sword Technique for more than five years. Because I have been taught by experts, I have a very good foundation at that time. If everything goes well, I can at least become a swordsman in the future." If you can reach the upper level of supernatural power, then I will be the number one person in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"It's a pity that after the Raging Thunder Sword Technique was compiled, it had too many shortcomings. Even if I try my best to make up for some of them, there are still three left!"

Zuo He had a bitter look on his face, "Young Master has a deep knowledge of swordsmanship. I wonder if you can give me some pointers and check for any gaps?"

"It's a small thing."

Fang Qingyang was neither humble nor arrogant, "Let's start with the external flaws. Come on, your swordsmanship is a fierce one. The connection here is not good. It cannot support the explosion of thunder, which naturally limits its own level. If you want to change it, just Let’s start here…”

In a few words, the flaws are directly pointed out, and even the solutions are provided.

The more Zuo He listened, the brighter his eyes became.

Even his body was trembling slightly!