Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6752: Outer Disciple of Xinglong Sect

Han Yun smiled proudly: "Humph, of course I understand. The rules of our Xinglong Sect are, first of all, to respect your teachers and respect your elders. This is basic."

Chen Xuan nodded: "I understand this."

"Also, cultivation requires concentration. Don't be like some people who only think about selfish desires." Han Yun revealed a hint of disdain in his words: "We sect disciples all work hard here to cultivate. We don't have time to do anything. ”

 Chen Xuan smiled slightly: "Thank you for the reminder."

Seeing Chen Xuan's indifferent attitude, Han Yun became even more disdainful: "The most important thing is that you must abide by the sect's tasks and tests. This is the way to improve your cultivation."

Chen Xuan nodded: "I will try my best to complete the tasks and tests."

Han Yun seemed unwilling to give in, with a superior attitude: "Don't think that you can dominate the sect when you first come. You still have to rely on your own strength."

 Chen Xuan replied calmly: "I will prove myself with my strength."

Han Yun was immediately unhappy when he heard this. He didn't like Chen Xuan's calm and composed attitude, because this attitude made him feel that his self-esteem was challenged.

　　"What do you know? A newcomer is just a newcomer. He still wants to do something big in the sect."

 Chen Xuan did not respond, just smiled slightly, his indifferent eyes seemed to reveal an invisible indifference.

Han Yun saw that Chen Xuan was not moved by his words, and became even more angry: "Just wait and see, then you will know that this is not a place where you can be arrogant."

Han Yun's words did not have much impact on Chen Xuan. He understood in his heart that in such a sect, the falseness of words is not as good as the actual actions at his feet. Chen Xuan was not eager to conflict with others. He was clear in his heart and only focused on on your own spiritual path.

In the following days, Chen Xuan worked hard silently and immersed himself in the practice of swordsmanship. He remained silent and studied his swordsmanship silently. On the training ground, he waved the Suzaku Sword in his hand, every move and every move. They all seemed to be integrated into his understanding of kendo.

Han Yun, who was observing from a distance, did not let go of his disdain for Chen Xuan. When he saw Chen Xuan practicing alone, he felt even more superior.

"You, a newcomer, are practicing alone here again?" Han Yun walked up to Chen Xuan with a slightly provocative tone.

Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at Han Yun calmly: "Yes, practice is your own business."

"Do you think you can make a difference in the sect by living alone?" Han Yun sneered: "I can tell you, if you want to get ahead in the Star Dragon Sect, you can't do it by practicing quietly. Arrived.”

Chen Xuan smiled slightly: "I just want to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship in line with the sect's rules."

"Rules?" Han Yun sneered: "The rules allow you to have a smooth life here? Stop daydreaming."

Chen Xuan said indifferently: "Thank you for your advice, I will keep it in mind."

Seeing that Chen Xuan didn't take his words seriously, Han Yun became even more dissatisfied: "What do you think you are so great about? Why do you pretend to be so deep here? What can you do? People like you will always be a nobody."

 Chen Xuan's eyes were calm, but his heart was not moved by the words: "Perhaps, time will tell everything."

Han Yun smiled mockingly, turned and left. He was full of disdain and confusion towards Chen Xuan, thinking that Chen Xuan's aloofness was just stupidity.

 Chen Xuan still remained silent. He knew that not everyone in this sect would appreciate his way of practice, but he did not intend to change other people's opinions. He only hoped to prove himself with his actions and speak with his strength.

Day after day, Chen Xuan was immersed in practice. His swordsmanship became more and more refined, and his sword intention gradually became deeper, as if he had a unique temperament. He did not show off his achievements, but worked hard silently, as if A towering ancient tree quietly blooms with its brilliance.

 As time went by, Chen Xuan's swordsmanship gradually showed astonishing progress, and his strength began to be gradually noticed by people within the sect.

Although Han Yun didn't want to admit it, he also began to notice the changes in Chen Xuan, and couldn't help but secretly guess what secrets Chen Xuan, a newcomer from the outer sect, had that allowed him to make such rapid progress in practice.

One morning, the sect was quiet and peaceful. Chen Xuan was immersed in practice, holding the Suzaku Sword, and his sword intention gradually gathered.

Suddenly, he felt a breath approaching. It was Han Yun, smiling, as if he had something to say to Chen Xuan.

"Chen Xuan, I see that your swordsmanship is somewhat lacking, let me give you some pointers." Han Yun's voice was soft, with a hint of flattery.

 Chen Xuan did not take any precautions, but nodded slightly: "Please advise."

Han Yun walked towards Chen Xuan with a smile. Suddenly, his movement changed, and a sharp sword energy burst out, heading straight for Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan was alert and reacted instantly. He swung the Suzaku Sword in his hand to face Han Yun's attack. However, he was not Han Yun's opponent. Although Han Yun's swordsmanship seemed light, every sword contained hidden meanings. With extremely strong attack power.

"Chen Xuan, how can you be worthy of joining our sect with your strength?" Han Yun said, a heavy blow struck, and Chen Xuan was forced to take a few steps back.

Chen Xuan responded calmly. Although Han Yun's swordsmanship was not as skilled as his, he was extremely sharp.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Han Yun's lips: "You are so conceited that even an outer disciple dares to fight against me? How can a person like you be qualified to gain a foothold in this sect?"

 Chen Xuan was calm in his heart. Although he was aware of Han Yun's provocation, he did not get angry. He just responded quietly and looked for ways to deal with this attack.

Han Yun's attacks became more and more violent, and he struck with his sword one after another. It was obvious that he was no longer giving instructions, but wanted to deal a heavy blow to Chen Xuan.

 Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and tightened his muscles, trying hard to resist Han Yun's offensive, but gradually found that he was at a disadvantage.

"You're a waste, you should practice in seclusion and don't show your shame in this sect!" Han Yun kept mocking.

 Chen Xuan felt an unyielding will deep in his heart. Although he was severely injured, he did not give up.

 Suddenly, something stirred in his heart, and a surging power emerged. A look of firmness and determination flashed in his eyes.

The sword technique in his hand suddenly changed, and the sword intention contained in the sword moves also changed, gradually switching from defense to offense. Han Yun showed a trace of surprise. He didn't expect Chen Xuan to have such power to fight back. His offensive did not stop, but he found that Chen Xuan's swordsmanship began to gradually oppose him.

"You..." Han Yun was surprised and continued to increase his offensive, but Chen Xuan's sword intent seemed to become deeper.

 Chen Xuan seemed to have found some kind of breakthrough in his sword moves. His sword skills became agile and sharp, and each sword contained profound sword intent.

Han Yun gradually felt a little tired. His previous arrogance was defeated by Chen Xuan's tenacity and determination.

 Chen Xuan's sword skills became more and more powerful, and his figure was like a whirlwind, waving endless sword intent.

With a loud noise, Chen Xuan defeated Han Yun's offensive with one sword. Han Yun swayed and finally fell to the ground.

Chen Xuan slowly put away his sword, feeling no pride in his heart, and just looked at Han Yun calmly.

"Is this how you call yourself a guide?" Chen Xuan said in a calm voice: "We should respect and understand the behavior of the sect more."

Han Yun looked pale. He did not expect that Chen Xuan was so powerful. He tried to stand up, but his body could not support him and he could only sit on the ground weakly.

 Chen Xuan gently patted Han Yun's shoulder, turned and left. He did not say much about this encounter, but quietly returned to his practice place and continued his sword practice.

Han Yun sat in his residence with a livid face, his heart full of annoyance and anger. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fingers into fists, and his eyes flashed with malice.

"Chen Xuan, how dare you humiliate me like this!" Han Yun roared secretly. He felt extremely humiliated and angry. The strength and determination shown by Chen Xuan completely shattered his self-esteem.

He banged the table angrily, his heart full of unwillingness and resentment. He had always regarded himself as the best in the sect, but he lost face in front of Chen Xuan.

“I must get this debt back!” An increasingly strong desire for revenge arose in Han Yun’s heart, and he vowed to make Chen Xuan pay the price to wash away his shame and humiliation.

With his thoughts in turmoil, he began to deduce, looking for a way to make Chen Xuan bear the pain and humiliation.

 He weaved various revenge scenes in his mind, hoping to use Chen Xuan's failure and pain to heal the trauma in his heart.

"Chen Xuan, just wait to be beaten to a pulp by me!" Han Yun was filled with disdain and anger, and he was determined to make Chen Xuan pay the price.

So, within the sect, Han Yun began to look for opportunities and ways to retaliate against Chen Xuan. He constantly observed Chen Xuan's whereabouts, hoping to find an opportunity that would allow him to defeat Chen Xuan in one fell swoop.

He kept thinking about how to make Chen Xuan infamous within the sect and let him know who he had offended. He began to use various methods to try to put Chen Xuan into trouble and prevent him from gaining a foothold in the sect.

Han Yun started from all aspects, trying to disrupt Chen Xuan's practice, hinder his mission, and even deliberately embarrassed Chen Xuan on some occasions.

 However, Chen Xuan always remained calm and calm, and did not react much to Han Yun's behavior. He was always immersed in his sword practice and did not care about external interference, and he would not be easily defeated.

Han Yun's efforts never caused much trouble to Chen Xuan. What he showed seemed to make Han Yun feel powerless.

As time went by, Han Yun's resentment towards Chen Xuan did not diminish, but instead became more persistent and crazy. He tried to make Chen Xuan notorious within the sect, but found that Chen Xuan always seemed to be able to do it with ease, no matter how he tried to interfere , Chen Xuan's practice seemed unaffected.

 Deep in Han Yun's heart, hatred and resentment towards Chen Xuan continued to accumulate. He felt that he had been greatly insulted, and Chen Xuan's existence seemed to have become a scar in his heart that could never be healed.

 However, Chen Xuan's state of mind has always been quiet and firm, and he has not been shaken by external interference. Regarding Han Yun's hatred, he just smiled lightly, still maintained his firm pace, and kept moving forward along his own path.

In the Xinglong Sect, there is a young disciple named Mo Yun who has always admired Han Yun. He feels that Han Yun is the leader in the sect and obeys his advice. Mo Yun considers himself Han Yun's right-hand man, and Han Yun also appreciates him.

“Senior Brother Han, I heard that Chen Xuan has made rapid progress recently and seems to have made amazing progress in his practice.” Mo Yun reported to Han Yun cautiously.

Han Yun frowned slightly when he heard this, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his heart: "Humph, he is just a newcomer, how can he be compared to me."

“But I heard that Chen Xuan doesn’t seem to pay much attention to the master’s actions, and seems to be a little disrespectful to the master.” Mo Yun said cautiously.

A trace of displeasure and anger flashed in Han Yun's eyes: "What? How dare he be rude to the master!"

Mo Yun hurriedly continued: "I heard from some classmates that Chen Xuan seems to be planning to challenge the master in the assessment next month."

After hearing this, Han Yun's eyes burned with anger. He never thought that anyone would dare to be disrespectful to him.

 “This guy dares to challenge me!”

Mo Yun hurriedly comforted him: "Senior Brother Han, Chen Xuan must be audacious and overestimate his abilities. I can help you teach him a lesson."

A trace of coldness flashed in Han Yun's eyes, and he had already decided to teach Chen Xuan a profound lesson.

“Okay, you go contact other disciples who feel the same and tell them to meet at the practice ground tomorrow night.”

 The next night, a group of disciples who intended to deal with Chen Xuan gathered at the practice ground. They all obeyed Han Yun's orders and harbored resentment and anger towards Chen Xuan.

“Senior Brother Han, Chen Xuan is right there.” Mo Yun pointed carefully not far away.

A flash of cruelty flashed in Han Yun's eyes, and he walked up to Chen Xuan: "Chen Xuan, how dare you challenge my master, today I will let you know what it feels like to regret!"

 Chen Xuan looked calm. Looking at the disciples gathered there, he had a hint of understanding in his heart. He knew that this was organized by Han Yun in order to retaliate against him, but he did not flinch.

"Han Yun, what's the point of this?" Chen Xuan said lightly: "We are from the same sect, why should we do this?"

Han Yun ignored him. He rushed towards Chen Xuan, and the disciples behind him also launched attacks.

 (End of this chapter)