Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 502 Is this still the Gengjin Sword? Elder Nie wants to see you!

【Zhang Zhong of Longshou Peak versus Zhou Jing of Xiaoqing Peak. 】

[Zhang Zhong had a sneer on his face, and a pale blue light flowed between his fingers, just like a cat playing with a mouse. Wind blades danced in his palm like living things.]

[The disciples watching the match were discussing the matter, and almost no one was optimistic about Zhou Jing.]

[Zhang Zhong flicked his finger and a wind blade as thin as a cicada's wing shot out from the ground, forcing Zhou Jing to jump up.]

[Zhang Zhong's eyes flashed, and he put his hands together to form a seal. In an instant, dozens of crescent-shaped wind blades broke through the air, reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.]

[“Let’s see how you can dodge in mid-air!” Zhang Zhong sneered, and the wind blades formed a net of heaven and earth. ]

[Lü Qingyu was also startled. There are still too few spells that can be used in the Body Shaping Realm. In this situation, it depends on how you deal with it.]

[The wind blade in Zhang Zhong's hand can charge up and strike, and it can cut down the "Moon Shadow Spirit Bamboo" on the back mountain of Xiaoqing Peak. If it hits, it will cause serious injuries. ]

[At the critical moment, Zhou Jing's figure strangely stopped in mid-air, and the whole person turned lightly like catkins in the wind, passing through the gaps between the densely packed wind blades.]

[“That was close!”, the disciples of Xiao Qingfeng took a deep breath at the same time. ]

[Zhang Zhong pressed on again, forcing you to lean against the edge of the square.]

[Dozens of rounds passed, the wind blades continued, and each time they were just a little bit closer.]

【The people in the audience were horrified. 】

[Just when everyone thought Zhou Jing was about to lose, he suddenly lowered his body and rolled out from the gap between the wind blades, regaining his advantageous position in the arena. This exquisite movement caused the crowd to cheer, "What a beautiful movement."]

[Zhang Zhong's face was not good. He finally pushed you to the side, but you were so cunning.]

[He always felt awkward, as if the moment he threw out the wind blade, the person in front of him had already started to move. This feeling became more and more uncomfortable after dozens of rounds, like a feeling of suffocation and a lump in his throat.]

[I felt a kind of nameless anger rising in my heart. 】

[Zhang Zhong said coldly, "You are very good. I am serious about you."]

[Before he finished speaking, the green snake sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, the sword body curved like a spirit snake, and as the sword tip vibrated, the air was torn apart with a piercing sonic boom.]

[The next moment, his figure disappeared like a ghost, leaving only a wisp of wind passing by.]

[“So fast!” Lu Qingyu’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he cried out in surprise, “No, this is not speed, but… a method of instant movement that is almost like a teleportation talisman!”]

[In a flash, Zhang Zhong's sword, carrying a sharp wind blade, fiercely chopped towards Zhou Jing! ]

【However--】

[Wherever the sword reached, it only split open a residual shadow! Zhou Jing's figure had already moved half a step to the side as if he had foreseen the moment Zhang Zhong appeared, and barely avoided the fatal blow! ]

[The sharp sword blade passed by Zhou Jing's feet, only an inch away, and Zhou Jing's entire thigh was cut off, and a deep gully was plowed on the ground, and gravel flew everywhere.]

【“That was a close call!” There were exclamations from the audience. 】

[There was no panic in your eyes. As he dodged, his right hand sword finger had a bright golden light, the "Gengjin Sword Qi" ready to go. He walked through the "Eighteen Pavilions" in an instant and pointed out with one finger.]

【"laugh--"】

[A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the golden sword energy went straight to Zhang Zhong's chest! ]

[At the critical moment, Zhang Zhong's figure teleported to another place again, leaving only a residual image. When he reappeared, he had retreated three feet away, with his left hand pressing on his right shoulder - there was a blood mark there, and the sleeve of his clothes had been torn by the sword energy.]

[“Very good!” Zhang Zhong slowly raised his head, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and the snake sword in his hand made a sharp buzzing sound, “You really deserve to die!”]

【Lü Qingyu sighed inwardly at this. If Zhang Zhong had not relied on his Wind Spirit Body to be able to "teleport" in a small area, the Gengjin sword energy he had just used would have severely damaged his opponent.】

[At this moment, the situation on the field has changed. A breeze appears, and the curved snake sword in Zhang Zhong's hand floats in the air. ]

[As his finger gestures changed, spiritual energy surged around him, and he was obviously preparing for a fatal blow.]

[“Let’s see how you can dodge this time!” Zhang Zhong grinned and finished the last spell, “Wind Spirit Sword Formation—rise!”]

[Instantly, the traces of wind blades that were scattered all over the field glowed green at the same time, and sword energy burst out from the cracks in the ground, interweaving into an airtight sword net in the blink of an eye.]

[The whole place was covered, leaving almost no place to stand. ]

[Lü Qingyu secretly thought that this was not good. It turned out that the wind blade that Zhang Zhong had just thrown out seemed to be a random move, but he had already prepared this killing move in secret.]

[She looked at Nie Qingzhu, "Elder, I'm afraid Junior Brother Zhou can't resist anymore."]

[Although You Sanfeng had expected this, he still sighed. Xiao Qingfeng was going to lose three games in a row.]

[Many of the disciples in the audience looked disappointed.]

【Defeat is inevitable.】

【Qi Ling frowned slightly. 】

[Yuan Shujian's face showed no joy either, his eyes were filled with thought.]

[When Nie Qingzhu was about to speak——]

[Zhang Zhong's figure suddenly shook, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and the magic power that was activating the sword formation could no longer be maintained and collapsed.]

[His body trembled violently, and the curved snake sword fell to the ground with a clang, making a crisp sound.]

[Zhang Zhong couldn't believe it, looking at the line of sword energy that pierced through his left chest, "How could this sword intent be possible?"]

[Zhou Jing stood still, raised his left hand and uttered a faint word: "Explode!"]

【"puff--"】

[The muffled sound of flesh being torn apart suddenly exploded! A cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out from Zhang Zhong's left chest, and the Gengjin sword energy that originally penetrated Zhou Jing suddenly exploded in his body! Blood instantly soaked his left chest. ]

[Zhang Zhong's eyes widened with pain and disbelief, and he fell headfirst into a coma.]

[Yuan Shujian appeared in front of him like lightning, and pressed his palm on Zhang Zhong's wound that was bleeding profusely. When the strong magic power flowed into his body, he forced out a stream of sword energy from him. This sword energy was like a "hook needle", biting Zhang Zhong's flesh tightly.]

[“What a tricky sword intention.”]

[He frowned, and with a fiery intent in his hand, he lightly tapped and dispersed the "Gengjin Sword". The sword intent that had just been dispersed turned into countless golden needles as thin as cow hairs and drilled into the meridians! ]

【"ah--!"】

[Zhang Zhong, who had fainted, suddenly opened his eyes, his face twisted and he let out a heart-wrenching scream. Fine beads of blood oozed out of his pores, and in a blink of an eye his shirt was covered in blood.]

[“Master Yuan, this is the Gengjin Sword that my Xiaoqingfeng has secretly passed down.” Nie Qingzhu landed on the field and said with a smile, “The sword energy turns into silk, entangles the meridians and locks the acupoints. Ordinary methods will probably make things more complicated the more they are solved.”]

[After saying this, he put his fingers together like a sword, and a ray of pure sword intent penetrated into Zhang Zhong's body.]

[But a golden thread seemed to be pulled, and it slowly pulled away along Nie Qingzhu's fingertips, reflecting a dazzling stream of light in the sunlight.]

[Tian Ru's face was as gloomy as water as she looked at the only figure standing on the stage.]

[The faces of all the disciples below the stage were filled with disbelief, and there was complete silence.]

[Not to mention the disciples who came from Longshou Peak, they couldn't believe that Senior Brother Zhang Zhong was defeated, and lost so miserably.]

[Lü Qingyu also couldn't believe it. Was that the Gengjin Sword from the Five Elements Dunjia Sword Scripture?]

[She recalled that Zhang Zhong had clearly dodged the Gengjin sword just now, but how come he was hit in the left chest again.]

【Moreover, the timing is so perfect. 】

[You Sanfeng was doubtful and asked, "Can the Gengjin Sword still be controlled after it leaves the body?"]

[“The Gengjin sword just now changed direction. The golden sword energy that should have missed the target turned strangely when it brushed past Zhang Zhong’s shoulder, and went around to his back like a living thing, and then——][“And then he pushed it to explode again!”]

[Lü Qingyu shook his head firmly, "Gengjin Sword, I don't know how many times I have practiced it. It cannot be controlled after leaving the body, how can it be detonated!"]

[But the truth was before her eyes again, she murmured, "Is this still the Gengjin Sword?"]

[You couldn't help but shake your head when you saw this. Zhang Zhong's intention was too obvious from the beginning when he arranged the wind blades, leaving countless flaws. If he hadn't wanted to fully activate the "Wind Spirit Array", you would have been dragged out for dozens of moves.]

[Your thoughts drift away, and the woman from West Kunlun whom you met in Qinghe comes to mind. In your memory, the sword light she used when fighting against Hanba was as clean and sharp as thunder in the sky, leaving no room for anyone to breathe. In comparison, the competition in front of you seems like a child's play.]

[After coming to your senses, you bow slightly to your opponent in a pool of blood: "Brother Zhang, I'm grateful for your help."]

[The voice was neither humble nor arrogant, but it made Zhang Zhong, who had just woken up, shudder. The pain just now was really scary.]

[Yuan Shujian's eyes were fixed on you, but he looked away after a moment.]

[Nie Qingzhu said, "This time, Xiao Qingfeng should win, right?"]

[Yuan Shujian nodded and said, "Long Shoufeng lost."]

[The crowd suddenly cheered. The new disciples waved their arms excitedly: "Senior Sister Qi Ling! Senior Brother Zhou Jing!"]

[In the cultivation world, strength is respected, and the senior brothers and sisters are just ranked by strength. 】

[Qi Ling also looked at you thoughtfully, and then she recalled that when she entered the sect, you seemed to be standing in front of her.]

[She couldn't help but whisper, "Zhou Jing..."]

[Nie Qingzhu smiled more, "Zhou Jing is good, he didn't embarrass Xiao Qingfeng, go down."]

【“Yes, Elder.”】

[Tian Ru snorted coldly and stood up: "Let's go!"]

[Everyone from Yaohua Peak followed him and left. Feng Qingge, who had performed the "Heaven-Slashing Sword Technique", looked at Qi Ling deeply before leaving. As for Zhou Jing, she did not even glance at him.]

[In her eyes, the duel just now was just a joke between two people without talent.]

[Yuan Shujian returned to his original demeanor, "Goodbye, Elder Nie."]

[He left with a group of disciples, only to turn around and say, "It seems that Junior Brother Zhou has not been buried in Xiaoqingfeng. It is gratifying that he has made such progress."]

[You seem to have not heard anything, but you are somewhat puzzled by this Yuan Shujian. You don't know why he behaved like this today? What is his attitude towards you?]

[People from Longshou Peak and Yaohua Peak came and left quickly.]

[Nie Qingzhu asked all the disciples to disperse, and you mixed in with the crowd and prepared to leave.]

[You thought he would stay and ask some questions. Although you already had something in mind, you didn't expect the elder to ignore you.]

[Lü Qingyu stopped you, with a smile in his almond-shaped eyes, "Junior Brother Zhou, you are a hidden talent. For today's battle, you deserve the first credit."]

[You wiped the non-existent cold sweat from your forehead and said with a wry smile, "It was just a fluke. I almost couldn't come back."]

[The girl smiled after hearing this.]

[You Sanfeng saw the smile on Lu Qingyu's face and couldn't help but frown.]

[Many disciples greeted you along the way, and you responded politely. Dealing with this group of disciples who had just entered the sect together was actually more difficult than dealing with Zhang Zhong.]

[You returned to the familiar cemetery from the "Shoujing Hall" and rubbed your face which was a little sore from smiling.]

[Under the old locust tree, the old man was still lying in a rattan chair, fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan, with dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves. Seeing Zhou Jing return, the old man's mouth curled up with satisfaction.]

[“You are not bad, you defeated the Wind Spirit Body of Longshou Peak with your cultivation in the middle stage of the Body Shaping Realm.”]

[“You have to know that those who are born with spiritual bodies are all capable of fighting against opponents of higher levels.”]

[“If he were to use the Wind Spirit Formation, even if he was at the Perfect Body Shaping stage, he would be defeated. I would have thought you were going to lose.”]

[You lowered your head and brushed off the spotless corner of your clothes, chuckling softly, "But the corner of your clothes is a little dirty."]

[The old man’s palm-leaf fan suddenly flew out of his hand, and he laughed and scolded, “You’re already cocky after just a few compliments?”]

[You quickly caught the fan and obediently went behind the old man to massage his shoulders.]

[“Tell me about it,” the old man closed his eyes and enjoyed it, “The swirling sword energy and the method of detonating it out of the body.” The handle of the palm leaf fan suddenly pressed against your wrist, “It’s not the way it should be in the Five Elements Sword Scripture.”]

[You keep moving your hands, think for a moment and answer, "I just practiced the sword manual once and I learned it."]

[The old man obviously didn’t believe it, but he didn’t ask any more questions, “Forget it, forget it, I’ve lived for most of my life, and everyone has their own opportunities.”]

[“Even the old man himself has it.”]

[“Your performance today will still attract the attention of Miss Nie. She is good at everything... but it was the same thing back then. Once bitten, one will be afraid of the rope for ten years. I always feel that someone will come with evil intentions.”]

The old woman looks at you and says, "If she asks, just tell her that I taught you."

[The hand you were pinching on my shoulder paused slightly.]

[The old man's voice came slowly, "You just need to tell me my real name, Nian Wusai."]

[You repeat, "No sorrow in this year."]

[The old man covered his face with the palm leaf fan again, and the reclining chair began to sway, "Today I have made Xiao Qingfeng proud, so I will allow you to take a day off. Don't be an eyesore here.]

【“Thank you, old man.”】

[You can still hear the regular creaking of the rattan chairs, mixed with the tune hummed by the old man, echoing in the cemetery even after you have walked a long way from the cemetery.]

【It seems that the old man also has a story. 】

【You go directly to the library. 】

[Until the sun sets, you have read more than 120 kinds of magic spells, and you can almost learn them immediately after reading them. You have also borrowed five or six books of skills, and only then did you leave with satisfaction.]

[A fat disciple beside you looked at your back and blinked. Why are you doing the same thing as yesterday, just glancing at the jade slip and then putting it aside?]

[The fat disciple touched his head and muttered, "What are you doing? This is really weird."]

[Time flows like a stream, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. ]

[You practice as usual on Xiaoqing Peak, breathing in and out in the morning, studying in the evening, and your days flow quietly between the green bamboo sea and the library.]

[To further improve your cultivation, you will use the "True Solution to the Universe of the Universe" to seal your spiritual acupoints for the 21st time.]

[The days are plain, but also fulfilling. 】

[That afternoon, the mist had not yet dissipated, and you were cutting bamboo in the bamboo forest behind the mountain. As the sword passed by, the sacred bamboo fell down, and the bamboo leaves rustled, startling a few tits.]

[Suddenly I heard light footsteps behind me, and when I turned around, I saw a girl in green clothes coming out of the morning mist.]

[“Junior Brother Zhou, you are so diligent!”]

[You greeted her with a smile, "It's Senior Sister Lu."]

[The girl has her hands behind her back, smiling like a flower, and a cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye makes her face even more lively. ]

[“Junior Brother Zhou, Elder Nie wants to see you.”]

[You had expected this and nodded gently. ]

(End of this chapter)