The Art of the Great Sword

Time flies.

A few days in the blink of an eye.

"Junior Brother Qingyang, you will be the only one to enter the Leiyuan training tomorrow..."

Outside the bamboo forest, the table is filled with delicious food.

Zhang Baoxuan sighed and said, "This is the real test for you. As far as I know, they have been trying every means to embarrass you these days. If you don't perform well in Lei Yuan, this will become their attack on the East Campus." Evidence!”

"How much is considered good performance?"

Fang Qingyang smiled faintly and said, "As far as I know, the best results in their other three colleges are only ten days. This level really can't be called outstanding!"

"Ten days, it's already difficult."

Zhang Baoxuan raised his face and said seriously, "I have relatively good results in our East Campus, but I only lasted seven days! Lei Yuan can take advantage of the powerful North Campus. We can only use sword energy and spiritual energy to protect ourselves..."

"So, how many days will it take before they have no reason to embarrass us?"

Fang Qingyang seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He was already full of confidence in all this.

"Seven days, at least seven days!"

Zhang Baoxuan's voice was firm, "Seven days is a relatively good result among the four major courtyards. Even if it is not as good as ten days, it is enough to shut their mouths!"

"Then I understand."

Fang Qingyang took a sip of tea, his eyes calm, "Seven days, for me, it shouldn't be a big problem!"

In fact, he didn't take the so-called seven-day period seriously.

His goal is to...make a splash!

Dongchuan Academy is different from other places.

The rules here are extremely strict and everything follows military discipline.

As long as I can gain a foothold here, I believe that under the strict rules, no one will dare to trouble me!

Therefore, Fang Qingyang wants to become even better.

The stronger you are, the more the Academy will value you!

"Is there any wine?"

Inside the wooden house, an old man yawned and walked out.

"Senior Ye."

Zhang Baoxuan stood up quickly with a shy smile on his face.

The old man is Ye Qingcang!

Since Fang Qingyang entered the inner courtyard, he had the right to bring his family to live with him, so he immediately picked up Old Ye and lived with him in the wooden house.

From time to time, Old Man Ye would give him guidance on his practice.

Although Ye Qingcang's meridians are all gone now, he was still a genius of the famous Dongjian Dynasty, and he was firmly ranked second on the genius list, second only to the first Jiang Ding.

About his legendary deeds, we can't finish it in three days and three nights.

Therefore, Zhang Baoxuan respected him extremely.

"There's wine, there's wine."

Zhang Baoxuan took out a pot of strong wine from the ring, "This is good wine, a century-old wine!"

"I'll try it."

Old Man Ye took a sip and his eyes lit up, "Not bad, not bad, it is indeed a good wine."

As he said that, he sat next to the wooden table, "You can talk about your own business and don't worry about me."

"Junior Brother Qingyang, this test is extraordinary. They will definitely try their best to target you inside. As long as they can prove that you are not qualified to get the inner courtyard token, then our East Campus will be expelled because it has not been able to recruit students for three years. Canceled as a matter of course!”

Zhang Baoxuan sighed, "So, I really leave all this to you!"

"Don't worry, since I'm here in the East Campus, there's no way I'll let the East Campus be banned."

Fang Qingyang looked serious. It was not easy to find a place in the Sword Dynasty, especially since Ye Qingcang had so many enemies. Many people were strictly guarding against him and would never allow him to rise again.

Once they find out that Ye Qingcang is about to turn over, they will definitely use every means to stop him. At this time, the protection of Dongchuan Academy will be very important.

"It's the last day, so I won't bother you too much."

Zhang Baoxuan patted Fang Qingyang on the shoulder, "Junior Brother Qingyang, have a good rest, and we will see you off together tomorrow!"

After bidding farewell to Zhang Baoxuan, Fang Qingyang and Ye Qingcang chatted.

"Master, when you were training in the Sword Dynasty, which master did you worship under?"

"I had no family and no sect, and was just a layman. Otherwise, how could Yaochi Holy Land suppress me so easily?"

Ye Qingcang rubbed his eyes, feeling sleepy, "At that time, Jiang Ding was number one on the Prodigy List, a true Prodigy of the Sword Dynasty. Not only did he have a royal background, he was also a key training target of the Yaochi Holy Land."

"Did you really lose that battle?"

Fang Qingyang seemed to have thought of something and asked softly.

Although Old Man Ye is stubborn, he is not a person who refuses to admit defeat.

He wants to save face, but he also values ​​rules.

If there wasn't something fishy about that battle, he wouldn't still be obsessed with it.

Sure enough, Old Man Ye fell silent when talking about this issue.

After a long time, he raised his head and murmured, "It doesn't matter whether I lose or not. The ending is that I lost, he cut off one of my fingers, and...the unbearable humiliation ! If it weren’t for protecting you, I wouldn’t be able to step into the Sword Dynasty again in this life. There is no way, this is fate!”

Fang Qingyang lowered his head and his eyes flickered.

It can be heard from Old Man Ye's words that there must be a hidden secret in that battle!

He is not convinced!

With the sword and fire in the sky, was it really defeated by the Flaming Bird?

Fang Qingyang didn’t believe it!

If given the chance, he wanted to find the answer to all this.

"Don't think too much. You have to perform well after entering Leiyuan tomorrow."

Old man Ye grinned, "At first, I never ranked first on the Tianjiao list, I was always second. This time, I hope you can do it! What I didn't do, my disciple did, it's also a good story!"

"What about Su Xiaoyu?"

Fang Qingyang asked with a smile, "In theory, she is your direct disciple! Whether it is the Qingtian Sword or the Qingcang Sword Technique, the real inheritance is in her hands, I just picked it up halfway!"

"She?"

Old man Ye curled his lips, "At first I didn't know her identity thoroughly enough, but later I understood that with her background, I am afraid I am not qualified to be her master! Although she has always been very "respectful" to me..."

"Really? She is really respectful."

Fang Qingyang couldn't help laughing when he thought of how Su Xiaoyu and Old man Ye got along.

She was the first to call him Old Man Ye.

It's normal, Su Xiaoyu herself has that kind of personality.

Carefree and unrestrained.

Very proud, unyielding, no matter how strong the opponent is, she will show off!

Fang Qingyang really admired this kind of character.

"Or, with Su Xiaoyu's identity, she won't participate in the competition for the Tianjiao list, understand?"

Old man Ye saw that Fang Qingyang seemed a little confused, so he explained, "This is because of her background, so in the Sword Dynasty, if I want to turn things around, I can only rely on you!"

"Don't worry, when has I, Fang Qingyang, ever embarrassed you?"

Fang Qingyang was full of confidence.