The surging true energy poured into the long sword, and a layer of hazy brilliance appeared on the dark iron. Compared to Zhu Muchiu's gorgeous ultimate move, Zhao Yinshun simply raised his hand and stabbed with all his strength.

[Basic Sword Technique·Stab]!

The seemingly violent sword force was pierced through the most critical flaw, and the purple lightning in the sky instantly dispersed, destroying it without any attack.

He mobilized 120% of his true energy to activate his sword, but was defeated by his opponent's sword. Zhu Muchiu felt a mouthful of old blood brewing in his chest, feeling ashamed and angry!

Just as people were coming and going in the arena, several middle-aged men suddenly appeared around Jiang Haiyan.

"Is your meditation over?"

"I sensed a strange sword energy, come out and have a look."

Several people stared at the arena intently, becoming more and more shocked as they watched.

"Is he Zhao Yinshun? What a scary little guy!"

"Although it is indeed powerful, it is not terrible, right?"

"Didn't you notice? He is playing the teaching game!"

"Teaching Bureau? Hiss~ It seems really..."

Looking at the young man's leisurely sword light, without wasting a single bit of energy, each sword was just right to break Zhu Muchiu's offensive, putting pressure on her but not causing her to collapse immediately.

Amidst the jingling sound of swords clashing, the identities of the two seemed to have been reversed.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to see an adult feeding a three-year-old child.

"One line of sky?!"

After observing for a while, everyone gradually figured out the taste, and the corners of their eyes twitched unnaturally.

You know, Zhu Muchuqiu is not one of those casual cultivators outside, but a swordsman genius carefully cultivated in Shushan. She is usually the one who challenges others over the top!

But today she was not only crushed by a child, but she was also "military trained" in the most advanced teaching method. This scene is magical no matter how you look at it!

Shouldn't the roles of both parties be reversed?

Why are level 1 children training level 3 adults in the military?

Both sides are talented people, so why do you go two steps higher to teach others a lesson?

In the center of the arena, Zhu Muchiu's cheeks had turned crimson, and the shame and anger in his heart had reached its peak.

The opponent is neither faster nor stronger than me, but he is able to see through the flaws in his sword like a prophet, and then break through it casually.

Each of his movements was easy to take apart, but the combined effect was so shocking that Zhu Muchiujian's heart trembled.

In a daze, she felt that the figure of the other party was expanding infinitely, like a tall god, smiling and caressing her head, like a naughty pet...

What kind of monster is this?!

As soon as the sword in the sky withdrew, Zhu Muchiu stared at Zhao Yinshun's eyes from a distance of more than ten meters, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Fear, humiliation, unwillingness, shock, confusion...

All kinds of emotions were rolling in his chest. Finally, Zhu Muchiu took a deep breath, his eyes slowly condensed, and turned into a piece of eternal ice again.

My heart is strong and my sword is bright!

With his dark and deep eyes carrying an endless sense of oppression, Zhu Muchiu straightened his chest and looked directly at the powerful enemy without showing any signs of weakness.

But she knew that all the swordsmanship she was proud of was a joke in his eyes. The only chance of winning was to simplify the complex and take a crucial step to enter a new realm!

Fortunately... after she confirmed her true feelings, the bottleneck that had hindered her for many days seemed to be slightly loosened.

Phew~

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Zhu Muchiu began to mobilize all the energy in his body, trying to take that crucial step!

"Seeing" the mysterious changes were compressing and brewing in her body, Zhao Yinshun put the steps he had just raised down again, looking up and down with interest, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through obstacles and look directly into the inside.

Zhu Muchuqiu had an inexplicable illusion that he was "playing with and admiring" her naked body. She felt ashamed and angry in her heart, and she wished she could blind him with a sword.

But soon, she suppressed all distracting thoughts and devoted all her attention to transformation.

"Does Mu Qiu want to condense [Sword Heart]?"

"Alas...this little girl...actually chose to break through before the battle. Isn't this nonsense?"

"Thankfully that boy was generous enough to let her play slowly, otherwise he would have stabbed her to death with a single sword strike."

"Senior brother, are you confused by your practice? This is a sparring exercise, not a life-or-death duel."

"Hahaha, so I said that kid is generous. If it were me, I wouldn't have the patience to wait for my opponent to break through on the field. Otherwise, after waiting for a long time, my opponent will spit out a mouthful of old blood and faint, which would be a disappointment!

"

"Xiaoqiu is not one of those mediocre people. Her spiritual and physical attributes have already met the requirements. What she lacks is just an opportunity."

"You're talking as if anyone here is mediocre. Which of you has reached level 3 [Sword Heart]? Don't you have to wait until you become legendary?"

"…………"

While there was a lot of discussion on the sidelines, Zhao Yinshun suddenly raised his eyebrows.

In [High Dimensional Vision], deep in Zhu Muchiu's soul, a blue mysterious light slowly lit up...

A supernatural chill came over my face, with Zhu Muchu as the center, and white frost condensed on the grass blades with a radius of several meters. It was as if I had traveled from Lanzhou in summer to the ice and snow of the Far North in an instant!

Huh~

Gently holding the sword flower, the long sword in Zhu Muchiu's hand glowed with azure brilliance, and illusive transparent ice crystals condensed on the sword.

The will distorts reality, and the power of idealism ignores the laws of physics, forming an extraordinary field around her.

Quietly realizing this mysterious sublimation, Zhu Muchiu couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth, and then glared at Zhao Yinshun hatefully.

"Uncle Zhao...thank you for your advice. Next...you have to be careful!"

With cold words squeezed out from between his teeth, Zhu Muchiu stared at the young man, feeling both excited and ashamed.

On the other side, Zhao Yinshun's eyes moved, and an attribute panel that could not be observed by others unfolded in his sight.

[Basic Swordsmanship]: lv.59 → lv.60 (expert/bottleneck)

During this period of time, in conjunction with the ever-increasing level of [Flowing Wind Sword], Zhao Yinshun will also practice [Basic Sword Technique] in his spare time.

Finally, I made up for the last shortcoming in the actual battle just now, and fell into a bottleneck with [Flowing Wind Sword]!

The young man had a vague hunch that any breakthrough in these two intertwined techniques would lead to a breakthrough in the other!

With a smile on his lips, Zhao Yinshun raised his eyes, smiled and nodded to Zhu Muchuu.

"Martial nephew, I already feel something. Come on."

Don't underestimate people!

asshole!

Facing that condescending and graceful smile, the anger in Zhu Muchiu's heart suddenly rose.

She felt like a little kitten roaring at a tiger, but the other party not only didn't take it to heart, but also patted her head to show encouragement.

This guy is so annoying!

The trace of gratitude in my heart has disappeared, and now Zhu Muchiu just wants to beat this naughty kid!

Huh~

The cold and tall figure disappeared in an instant. Zhao Yinshun's heart skipped a beat and he raised his sword to block his side.

When~

Terrible power was transmitted upwards along the arm, followed by a strange bone-chilling energy.

A layer of white frost instantly appeared on the back of the hand holding the sword, and the muscles became stiff and rigid. Most of the body was penetrated by this energy, and the movements were deformed.

"Hi~It's done?"

"Hahaha, it's really done!"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Level 3 Condensation [Sword Heart], I have a successor in Shushan!"

"Haha, that boy is in trouble. Xiaoqiu has been toyed with by him for a long time, and he will never give up until he is beaten."

Listening to the words of gloating in his ears, Jiang Haiyan shook his head with serious eyes.

"not necessarily."

"Huh? When [Sword Domain] opens, everyone below Legend is just an ant. That guy is only at Level 1, how can he turn the world upside down?"

"Yes, what do you think of Junior Sister Jiang?"

Hearing this, Jiang Haiyan frowned and stared at the arena.

"Have you not noticed that there is no trace of panic on that boy's face? On the contrary, I feel that he seems to be enjoying it a little bit..."

"Huh? It seems to be true!"

"Does he have any other tricks up his sleeve?"

Unaware of the discussions of the people on the sidelines, Zhao Yinshun faltered to resist the attack. Every time the swords clashed, biting cold energy would be transmitted, and even a thin layer of white frost spread on his face.
To be continued...