A Washed-Up Martial Arts Master Reborn Thirty Years Ago

Chapter 664: Traveling Together

"You guys, who used to be so arrogant, now finally know that there are always people who are better than you, right?"

"Humph, you are so arrogant all day long, and people who don't know you think you are invincible!"

"Among the thousands of new disciples of Tongtian Sword Sect, you are the most talented ones, but there is more than one sect in the Tiannan Region!"

On the way back to Tongtian Sword Sect,

In the flying boat,

Seeing that they left the gate of Shengji Sect, Deacon Wu immediately scolded the new students who were hit.

Looking at the young faces who lowered their heads, were hit hard, and looked a little ashamed,

Deacon Wu felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

Don't think he doesn't know that these guys flattered him on the surface for having fought with that person and still being able to survive, and sighed that they were already legendary figures.

But in fact, they all made up stories about themselves in the mainland, saying that they threw a dart from 800 miles away and got a wave of achievements.

He was so angry that he crushed the cup in his hand while eavesdropping.

What the hell, if he could throw a dart 800 miles, why would he sit here? He could kill you thousands of times with just one finger!

What's more, although that person was at the same level as them, he had already shown his invincible style of sweeping everything! He threw a dart and was able to run away, which was already very good, okay!

Deacon Wu wanted to teach these guys a lesson, but he felt it was not appropriate.

What's more, these geniuses looked arrogant and contradicted him several times. Deacon Wu felt that his teaching would not be very effective.

So he turned around and went to the Holy Extreme Sect to pay homage, and let these stinky boys fight with the outer disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect in the name of training.

The final result,

That was too cool.

Watching these guys who made up his story being rubbed by the geniuses of the same generation in the Holy Extreme Sect, Deacon Wu felt as comfortable as taking a sip of iced sour plum soup on a hot day.

"Okay, you guys, don't be too depressed. Below the Grandmaster level, it's just the basics."

"It's no big deal to fall behind for a while. At most, you can catch up."

"People who perform very well in the realms of practicing zang and innate may not be able to have smooth sailing after the Grandmaster level. It is not uncommon for them to be lost in the crowd halfway."

"The road of martial arts practice is a long competition. They have only walked a distance more than you. When the time comes, work harder and make up for the gap."

After a harsh reprimand, seeing that the atmosphere of the young freshmen with their heads drooping became even more depressed,

Deacon Wu had to restrain his gloating mood, stopped preaching, and encouraged them.

If the suppression is too severe, causing these geniuses to be unable to recover in the future, it will be numb.

In education, relaxation is the right path.

Immediately and quickly make up for it.

"Master Wu, were the peers you faced so terrifying back then?"

"Of course! You also know what kind of fierce man our generation produced. How could the competition not be fierce?!"

"But I heard that before that person appeared, the young disciples of Shengji Sect had always been suppressed by other major sects!"

"Why is there such a big gap? Could it be that the inheritance of Tongtian Sword Sect is not as good as that of Shengji Sect? Oh, I feel like I may have entered the wrong sect."

"Is it possible that because Shengji Sect has risen in recent years, the quality of the geniuses recruited is also higher?"

A group of newcomers were chattering, and the topic was getting more and more outrageous.

This made the black line on Deacon Wu's forehead even thicker.

Just as Deacon Wu opened his mouth,

suddenly,

a clear voice like the sound of a sword came:

"That's because in the early years, that person made some improvements to the sect's basic cultivation methods. With his vision, the cultivation methods he developed, even if the younger generation he cultivated could not reach his level back then, were much better than the outside world."

Deacon Wu was startled, raised his head suddenly, and looked in the direction of the sound.

On the piercing of the flying boat, a figure wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword on his back was standing on the bow, with his hands behind his back and his back to them.

"Thank you, Master?!"

Although only the back of the figure could be seen, the terrifying sword aura emanating from his body was seen more than a year ago, so he was recognized at the first time.

Deacon Wu widened his eyes and his voice trembled.

The appearance of Xie Qingtian was undoubtedly beyond his expectations.

For a moment, he was a little flustered.

Although he and Xie Qingtian were warriors of the same generation, and they had fought against each other in the same secret realm more than ten years ago.

But now, there is undoubtedly a huge gap between them!

"It's him!"

"Why is Master Xie here?"

"I heard that Master Xie and Master Wu are warriors of the same generation."

The freshmen of Tongtian Sword Sect trembled a little, but they also discussed in a low voice.

Although Xie Qingtian was not as famous as Yang Qingyun, his brilliance was almost completely overshadowed by the latter.

But for them,

Xie Qingtian, who had entered the virtual realm in just 20 to 30 years, was still a peerless figure that they could only dream of!

"Don't panic, everyone. I was going to the Tongtian Sword Sect to visit an old senior, and I happened to meet you, so I'm going to go with you for a while. You won't mind, right?"

"Of course not. This junior was originally worried that he might encounter danger on the road due to the previous incident. With the real person here, there is no need to worry about these things."

Deacon Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

time flies,

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.

Shengji Sect,

Within the secret realm of Dongtian,

In the void, countless chaotic storms swept across, shaking the vacuum.

Yang Qingyun, suspended in nothingness, suddenly opened his eyes,

In the pupils,

The two colors of black and white intersect and rotate like Tai Chi disks, reflecting the unbelievable and terrifying Tao of Life and Death.

Along with the aura around him, the originally boiling chaotic storm around him also stopped at this moment, as if suppressed by this terrifying force!

"The yin and yang of the universe, the cycle of life and death"

"It's finally done!"

Feeling the terrifying power contained in his body that made everyone tremble in the void of heaven and earth, Yang Qingyun also flashed a hint of joy in his heart.

The power of this magical martial art, the Great Cycle of Life and Death, was still beyond his imagination!

Now, if he faced Gu Wanchun from Fenglei Pavilion again,

This move alone is enough to kill the opponent on the spot!

certainly,

This is when the opponent does not dodge, and real battles are unpredictable. It is normal for him to dodge, so the so-called instant kill of Gu Wanchun is only theoretical.

However, its power is real.

And with this killer move as his trump card, his strength is undoubtedly stronger.

If there is an inconvenient situation in the future, I finally have a way to end the battle!

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