The Art of the Great Sword

The authorities are confused and the onlookers are clear.

Sikong Teng did not realize that his sudden victory was due to the intervention of other strong men.

He thought he had completely defeated Fang Qingyang with his hard power!

Therefore, Sikong Teng was naturally unwilling to let Fang Qingyang leave easily. He wanted to establish his absolute advantage by completely crushing the opponent.

In addition to this, there was another reason why Sikong Teng felt unhappy!

He has always been proud and his growth process has been smooth, and he has always been the one to defeat others.

Facing Fang Qingyang today, he had not won the battle for a long time, but he was almost forced into a desperate situation!

Can you not be angry?

Even if Fang Qingyang admits defeat, he is not satisfied!

He wants to destroy the other party with his own hands!

Seeing Sikong Teng coming to kill him, Fang Qingyang's eyes flashed with killing intent. He had given in. If the other party still refused to give in, then he would have to fight him out even if he risked everything.

"That's enough."

Xia Yan spoke slowly, his voice calm.

In fact, any strong person in the field who has reached the level of magical power can see the trick.

Fang Qingyang's originally unstoppable sword energy suddenly became deflated, which must have been caused by external interference.

The important people gathered in the sword tower, and most of them had an old relationship with Prince Jiang.

In addition, Prince Jiang now occupies half of the power in the Sword Dynasty, and no one wants to refute his face.

As Prince Jiang's apprentice, even if Sikong Teng is really not as good as Fang Qingyang, he will never be defeated in this situation!

That is in everyone's interest!

"Uncle Xia!"

Sikong Teng was covered by this huge force, his body froze, and his face became slightly condensed.

He was very unhappy. Why did Xia Yan stop him at this juncture?

When he looked back at Xia Yan with questioning eyes, he met a pair of unruffled eyes.

Xia Yan had no emotions, but he was not angry or intimidating. The terrifying aura that made people unable to look directly made Sikong Teng's heart skip a beat. He was so frightened that he was numb all over. He woke up instantly and became fully aware of his rudeness.

"yes!"

Sikong Teng immediately lowered his head obediently and put away all his violence.

Everyone else watched all this in silence.

it's over?

They still have some unfinished ideas.

"He... doesn't seem to have lost!"

Tang Yueyue frowned. With her knowledge and insight, she could naturally see the clues.

Fang Qingyang should not lose this battle!

But she couldn't say.

No one in the room who could see through the truth would say anything.

Fang Qingyang bowed his hand to Xia Yan again as a thank you, then turned and left.

Xia Yan glanced at the person next to him. The person immediately understood and retreated quietly.

Fang Qingyang walked out of the sword tower, feeling extremely happy.

Although a mysterious strong man intervened in this battle, which prevented him from defeating Sikong Teng on the spot, it also proved his combat prowess from the side.

Sikong Teng is one of the absolute top geniuses in the Sword Dynasty, with extremely powerful potential.

In the future, there is even hope of reaching the top five on the Prodigy List!

The fact that I can beat him means that I have no problem ranking at least in the top five on the list of geniuses.

From this point of view, it doesn’t seem difficult to reach the top spot in half a year!

"Huh, this deep sleep has actually made me recover a lot."

In the Dragon Emperor Sword, the middle-aged man who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke, obviously a little happy.

Fang Qingyang, "..."

"Why, you don't seem happy?"

The middle-aged man is curious.

"Master, I was surrounded and chased before, and I almost died."

Fang Qingyang was about to cry but had no tears, "Where were you at that time? Why didn't you come out to help me?"

"My energy body is not very stable, and I need to sleep most of the time to restore my strength."

The middle-aged man pondered, "But speaking of it, I am really not qualified to be a teacher during this period. So, you can use these skills first..."

"I need master's guidance, not just giving me skills and asking me to practice!"

Fang Qingyang protested.

"Your current level is too low to accept the guidance of a master."

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and said frankly, "When the opportunity is right, I will give you some guidance!"

"What, you're still not happy?"

"I just..."

"This skill is at the emperor level!"

"Thank you Master!"

Fang Qingyang had a bright smile on his face.

This kind of skill is exactly what he desperately needs!

As for guidance…

Anyway, time is still long, there will always be opportunities in the future!

"Get it."

The middle-aged man flicked his finger, and a thought composed of golden light fell into Fang Qingyang's mind.

"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"

"If you master this method, you can control thousands of divine swords!"

Just the first sentence on the title page made Fang Qingyang mentally shaken.

"Conquer thousands of divine swords?"

Fang Qingyang murmured to himself, imagining such a scene in his mind.

"These Ten Thousand Sword Techniques require you to collect more magic swords. The more magic swords and the stronger they are, the greater their power will naturally be! Of course, the premise is that you need to continue to improve the Great Wild God Sword Technique. Now you are only at the second level, and you can probably control ten If you practice the magic sword to the third level, you will be able to upgrade it to a hundred!"

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Don't worry, you are my only disciple, and this inheritance will be yours from now on!"

Just as Fang Qingyang was communicating with the middle-aged man, a figure from the front came quietly from the side, blocking his way.

Fang Qingyang suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the visitor warily.

With his super memory, he can recall the identity of the other party!

He seems to be someone close to Xia Yan!

He had already left the sword tower, why would he come to stop him?

"Master Fang, please take a step to speak."

The man held up his hand and immediately led the way.

Fang Qingyang thought for a while and felt that the other party was going to be detrimental to him, so he wouldn't waste any time, so he followed him.

The two of them came to a small alley with twists and turns. The man turned around and said, "Mr. Fang, I'm afraid you came to the sword tower not only to celebrate your birthday. You should have other purposes. You might as well tell me."

"My purpose is to seek medical treatment for Master!"

Fang Qingyang looked magnanimous, "My master lost all his cultivation to save me. I heard that the president is a famous alchemist in the entire Sword Dynasty. I want to ask him to save my master and restore his meridians!"

"My lord has guessed it."

The man chuckled, "First of all, it is absolutely impossible to ask the Lord to take action in person. Although Sword Pagoda has a huge power in the Sword Dynasty, it cannot offend Jiang Ding too easily! Secondly, letting your master be disabled for the time being is actually a problem. It's a good thing, because enemies from the past won't come to you easily..."

Fang Qingyang was silent, what the other party said made sense.

"But if the meridians continue to be broken, will it cause lasting trauma?"

he asked rhetorically.

"This elixir is called the Pulse Protection Pill, and it is at the upper level of the magical realm. Take it to Ye Qingcang and take it."

The man handed over a red elixir, "This elixir is from the hand of the president. Its quality is at least 30% higher than the same elixir on the market. It can protect his meridians for at least one year!"

"What about a year from now?"

Fang Qingyang was stunned.

"If you still can't grow up in one year, it means you don't have the ability to gain a foothold in the Sword Dynasty."

The man smiled meaningfully, "If you don't even have this talent, you can only blame Ye Qingcang himself for... mistaking the wrong person!"

“What does it take to gain a foothold?”

Fang Qingyang was confident and asked rhetorically.

"Number one on the list of geniuses."

The man said word by word, "When you reach this level, the sword tower will naturally protect you!"

"Simple."

Fang Qingyang nodded, "It doesn't even take a year, just half a year."

"Don't rush to say anything. The top five geniuses on the list...are all monsters. Don't underestimate the geniuses of the Sword Dynasty!"

The man patted Fang Qingyang on the shoulder.

"I'm confident."

Fang Qingyang's eyes flickered, "Can I ask more, why does the sword tower... help me?"

"After I heard that you came to Sword Dynasty, the new president of the Seventh Branch of Sword Tower personally wrote a letter to you, asking you to take good care of you. I can only say... you are very popular! "

The man laughed, turned and left, "Remember, only if you reach the top of the Talent List within a year, the Sword Tower will protect you!"

"Zuo He?"

Fang Qingyang's eyes flickered, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Back then, he taught Zuo He the Furious Thunder Sword Technique, which enabled him to rise up and defeat Zhao Long in one fell swoop, and was promoted to become the president of the seventh branch of the Sword Tower.

But he didn't expect that he still had this love in his heart!

Zuo He is the president of the Seventh Branch of Sword Tower. Although his combat power and status are far inferior to Xia Yan's, he is still the president in name, so he still has to give him a little face.

Fang Qingyang was equally grateful to Xia Yan.

There is no need to offend Jiang Ding for himself and Old Man Ye.

But if you can grow up, the situation will be very different!

"One year is plenty of time."

Fang Qingyang's heart was burning and he strode towards his residence outside the city.

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"Ye Qingcang, why bother?"

In the courtyard, an old man in black robes was full of ridicule, "You can't even count on yourself, but you expect to rely on a disciple to make a comeback? Fang Qingyang, I asked about him, maybe he can be ranked in a small place like the Great Zhou Dynasty, but in Sword Dynasty, he is nothing but trash!”

Old man Ye was lying lazily on the recliner to warm himself up.

In the face of ridicule, his expression remained unchanged, "That's my own business, you don't need to worry about it."

"Ever since you were cut off by Jiang Ding, the development of the two of you has been on the same road. He is getting better and better. But with your current appearance, are you worthy of being compared with him?"

"As for the disciples, there is no comparison!"

"Let's not mention that the two disciples in front of Jiang Ding are both super monsters from the famous Dongjian Dynasty. Let's talk about the third one, Sikong Teng. Do you know what his talent is? He is the number one among the new disciples of Yaochi Holy Land. A person who will definitely be among the top five in the Prodigy List in the future!"

The old man became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, "As for your Qingcang Sword Technique, how can it be compared with Jiang Ding's Huahuo Sword Technique?"

"Sikong Teng?"

At this time, a young man's voice came from outside the hospital, "I have already experienced it, and the talent is indeed... very strong!"