"Teacher, can I try again?" the young man who called out to wear it shouted, his listless spirit just now became particularly full because he had regained his confidence.

"Okay." The teacher smiled and nodded.

The young man who was asked to wear it walked to the base of the wall, began to close his eyes and regurgate his breath. After a long time, he slowly lifted his fist and punched it out, and the fist tip easily penetrated the entire wall.

"What is sword intent? It cannot be explained clearly in a few words, or... it cannot be explained clearly at all." The teacher said slowly: "You can only rely on your own experience. Some people say that the sword intent should be like water, endless, some people say that the sword intent should be like the moon, bright and clear, and some people say that the sword intent should be like a mountain, towering and noble, everything is right, nothing is right."

"It's a mess..." Someone among the trainees whispered.

"Who is talking? Stand out?" The teacher's face turned sharply, his eyes fell on a young man in gray clothes, and then shouted, "What's your name?"

"My name is Xu Minghui." The young man replied with a smile.

"Stand out and speak." The teacher said.

The young man walked out of the crowd indifferently and stood opposite the teacher.

"You are not here to learn swordsmanship, why are you joining in the fun here?" the teacher said coldly.

"Just curious, so come and take a look." The young man said, "I don't understand. Most of the things like dancing swords and playing tricks are rough. Swords cannot solve everything, but there are so many people who are willing to learn. Alas... There are fewer and fewer people in the world. With this time, it's better to go into seclusion and practice, so that your spiritual power will be deeper and break through the bottleneck earlier. How good is it to learn this kind of thing?"

"Xu Minghui, we learn whatever we want, it's up to you?" Zhao Xiaobao shouted.

"Yes, if you don't want to learn, get out." Zhao Xiaoyue also shouted.

"Where do you think this is? Do you dare to be rude to the teaching?" the young man shouted to wear it.

The other trainees shouted and cursed. They had just watched it very much, but they had some of their own feelings, but were disturbed by Xu Minghui who suddenly appeared and felt very bad.

"Shut up," Xu Minghui suddenly shouted loudly: "Our Demon Gu Sect naturally needs to use witch skills as respect to practice witch skills, so that it is the right way."

"You dare to speak loudly if you are not a human or a ghost?" the teacher sneered.

"Who are you talking about?" Xu Minghui seemed to be touched by the pain, suddenly turned his head and stared at the teacher fiercely.

"Tell me." The teacher said lightly: "You can belittle my sword skills, but you can't belittle your sword skills. You say that witch skills are the right way? Okay, let me ask you, from the day when the Demon Gu Sect was founded, has there been one person who used witch skills to break through barriers and climbed to the altar of the Demon God?"

Xu Minghui was stunned for a moment, unable to make a sound.

"The powerful power released by those who practice witchcraft is not their own, but borrowed." The teacher said coldly: "The moment when caterpillars turn into butterflies, the same is true for the worms. That was their death period. Although they thought of countless ways to delay the growth of the worms, it was just delaying, and there was a moment when they finally came to an end."

Xu Minghui's face turned completely gloomy and he stared at the teacher.

Su Tang was surprised. He dared to be so rude to the teacher, and the teacher didn't seem to have any intention of attack. Then Xu Minghui must be quite a bit of a clue.

"This is your innate defect, and it is impossible to make up for it." The teacher summarized: "What's more, you should know that that kind of thing is ugly, right? Otherwise... the weather has become warmer, why do you still wear such heavy clothes? You feel disgusting with muscles unconsciously, and the smell emitted by your body is not good, right?"

The trainees were immediately in an uproar, some even tried to sniff, and then shouted: "It smells so smelly, it is really smelly."

In fact, Xu Minghui was wearing thick clothes and was smoked by high-quality incense. They could not smell the odor, just to humiliate Xu Minghui.

"Teaching Master Wang, you teach them like this... I'm afraid it's a bit bad?" As he spoke, an old man in his seventies walked in from outside the yard with a gloomy face.

"There is nothing wrong, I'm just telling the truth." The teacher smiled: "Sister Zheng, what I taught me, what you taught you, we should be incompatible. I hope you can manage your disciples well in the future and don't make trouble with me repeatedly."

"You said that practicing witchcraft is impossible to break through the final barrier?" The old man said coldly: "You are too one-sided, right? How many people practice witchcraft in the world? We will compare this with Ah Hui. Before he followed me to practice, he was just a naughty boy from a farm. He has been promoted to a master in just two years. Who can compare with this speed among the people you have taught?"

"No matter how strong he is, his strength is not his own." said Wang Zhixi.

"Haha..." The old man laughed coldly, and then said to Xu Minghui: "Ah Hui, please choose one of them and compare them to let them see the magic of witchcraft."

"Student Zheng, you don't know the importance of this. I will sue you in front of the elder." Teacher Wang's face changed.

"Elder Ou is gone, do you think someone will talk to you?" The old man said in a sarcastic tone: "What's more, this sect has never forbidden the disciples to compete with each other. It is definitely not possible to work behind closed doors. If you are afraid and admit that you are a waste, can you refuse? Ah Hui will not force you.

The nervous look on Teacher Wang's face was actually not just the Demon Gu Sect. All the cultivation sects usually do not prohibit their disciples from comparing with each other, but they must be held in public and cannot run to places where no one is there, which will become a private fight.

Therefore, he could not refuse Zheng Zhi's request unless these trainees themselves refused. However, they were all young people with strong spirits. Who could withstand this insult? It was in broad daylight, and as long as Xu Minghui chose his opponent, the duel would definitely break out.

Su Tang felt speechless and came to Zangjian Pavilion. He felt like he was breaking into elementary school. As a result, these elementary school students had a frustration because of candy and other things and wanted to fight...

Su Tang only has one feeling, it’s so boring.

"Xiaobao." Su Tang gently touched Zhao Xiaobao's arm.

"What?" Zhao Xiaobao asked with his head turned around.

"Do you know where the spiritual techniques of Zangjian Pavilion are placed?" Su Tang asked.

"I know." Zhao Xiaobao replied in a low voice: "In the Babi Tower."

"Can we enter the Babian Tower now?" Su Tang asked again.

"No." Zhao Xiaobao said: "You need a teaching order."

"You are you," Xu Minghui pointed in Su Tang's direction and shouted, "Come out." When he was scanning, all the trainees showed nervous and panic, because they knew the gap between their strength. Only Su Tang had the leisure to whisper to the people around him, and seemed to not take him seriously at all, so he was very annoyed.

"Treasure?" Su Tang was stunned for a moment and said again: "Xiaobao, I have a elixir here. If I give the elixir to the teacher, I will give me the elixir. Is there no problem..."

"Baoling Pill? Where did you get the Baoling Pill?" Zhao Xiaobao said, then noticed the gaze around him, looked up in the direction of Xu Minghui, was shocked, and then said nervously to Su Tang: "Oh no, he chose you."

"What?" Su Tang raised his head and saw Xu Minghui pointing here.

"You, come out," Xu Minghui said with a grim smile.

"Me?" Su Tang was a little puzzled. He did nothing, so why did he point at him for no reason?

"You can refuse." Teaching Wang hurriedly said.

"I refuse." Su Tang sighed. The children snatched each other's candies. He was already bored. Let him snatch them too? Don't joke...

"Hahaha... are all the people from the Jianmen who are like this?" Xu Minghui laughed.

Su Tang pretended not to hear it, and whispered to Zhao Xiaobao: "Is it okay for any teacher's handwriting?"

"Well..." Zhao Xiaobao responded vaguely. He could not speak nonsense like Su Tang's gang, and he did not dare to speak in public.

"You, come out." Xu Minghui pointed forward again and pointed at Zhao Xiaobao.

"My grass..." Zhao Xiaobao sighed sadly, then lowered his head.

"Don't you dare? A waste raised by a bitch," Xu Minghui shouted.

Zhao Xiaobao was immediately furious. If he was scolded himself, he could swallow his anger, but if he scolded his family, he would not be able to continue to pretend to be stupid.

Zhao Xiaoyue knew something was wrong, so she quickly turned her head and winked at Zhao Xiaobao. Zhao Xiaobao turned a blind eye and pushed away the person in front of her and rushed out.

As soon as Zhao Xiaobao took a step, Su Tang had already grabbed Zhao Xiaobao's shoulder. Xu Minghui in the field had a grim smile on his face and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. It seemed that he would attack him. With Zhao Xiaobao's strength, he would definitely be dead or disabled. Besides, Xu Minghui would point the finger at this side. Maybe it was because of him and Zhao Xiaobao's private conversation. The matter started because of him, so he had to go out and finish it.

"Dare you dare to come out? Very good..." Xu Minghui took a long breath.

"Your mouth...tsk tsk..." Su Tang shook his head: "I'll discipline you well for your master."

"Random" Xu Minghui was furious and suddenly shot towards Su Tang. His right hand was as weak as a claw, and he grabbed Su Tang's heart with a sensation.

When Su Tang was at the level of a master, he didn't know how many practitioners of the same level had been killed. Now he has been promoted to a master. This kind of attack has no meaning to him. He doesn't even need to activate his spiritual veins. He let his body go sideways, let Xu Minghui's right claw, and then punches him in Xu Minghui's face.

Xu Minghui's rushing momentum was extremely fast and retreating faster. He flew out seven or eight meters away, rolled to the ground, and rolled five or six times in a row to barely stabilize his body.
Chapter completed!