The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 28: Master Feng, you finally showed up
In the next few days, peace returned to the Cliff of Repentance.

Xu Xingchen never missed a day of practice in the three time periods of early morning, morning and evening every day.

Only for two hours in the afternoon would he enter the stone cave in the mountain to observe the sword techniques and martial arts on the stone wall to enrich his martial arts knowledge.

Of course, at night, he would still take an hour to think about the sword techniques practiced by men and women together.

He had boasted about it in front of his master and his mistress, and in order to regain their confidence, he had spent a lot of time and effort on revising and perfecting this set of sword techniques.

Isn't this also a summary and refinement of his martial arts and swordsmanship? !

Linghu Chong completely took over the meal delivery task from other fellow apprentices, and every evening, he would carry a lunch box to the Cliff of Repentance.

Sometimes they come early, sometimes they come late, and they often stay for more than half an hour. Chatting is a common occurrence, and occasionally they also have sword fights.

After half a year of hard training, Linghu Chong's swordsmanship improved greatly. Whether it was speed, strength, accuracy, or timing, they were all much stronger than before.

The Xiyi sword technique was used in his hands. He swung the sword to the left, the sword to the right, the sword up, and the sword down. The sword light was as fast as lightning, but it was not without subtle changes. The whistling sound of the sword tearing through the air was very little noisy, rapid and harsh.

Xu Xingchen still responded with Huashan swordsmanship. Every move and every style seemed to be not much different from before. The sword marks were clear and the sword moves were regular. However, Linghu Chong felt something different when facing this swordsmanship.

He couldn't tell the details for a moment, he just felt that it was even more unfathomable and difficult to guess than before. It seemed that his junior brother could handle all the changes in his sword moves with ease.

After the competition, Linghu Chong's breathing was a little breathless, but his heart was refreshed, and the results of his hard training in the past six months were fully demonstrated.

Xu Xingchen sheathed his sword, as if he had never used it before. His face was calm, and there was no sweat on his forehead. He praised: "Senior Brother's swordsmanship is full of ingenious moves and spirit. It is indeed incomparable to other senior brothers!"

While saying this, he was thinking in his heart: "I wonder if the words I praised Senior Brother were heard by Grand Master?"

After living on the Cliff of Regret for half a year, as his cultivation level improved day by day, Xu Xingchen also had his own unique understanding of swordsmanship. Gradually, he also vaguely realized that his path of swordsmanship might not be the same as the Dugu Nine Swords that could break all martial arts moves in the world.

If Master Feng was really hiding in the dark and observing me, he would probably have discovered this after such a long time.

In this case, the important task of passing down the Dugu Nine Swords will probably have to fall on the shoulders of the eldest brother Linghu Chong.

Xu Xingchen really wanted to see the power of Dugu Nine Swords!

In the cave.
"Junior brother, I'm leaving!"

After cleaning up the dishes, Linghu Chong left a few words as usual and went down the mountain with the food box.

Xu Xingchen's voice came from behind: "Big Brother, be careful on the road!"

At this time, the sun had been setting for a long time, and only a hint of paleness remained in the sky, dimly illuminating the way down the mountain.

When they were halfway through the journey near a forest, Linghu Chong suddenly stopped and looked at an old man in a green shirt and a mask not far ahead. He asked in surprise, "Senior, who are you?"

An old man in a green robe and a mask, with a thin figure and white hair and beard, stood in the middle of the forest path, blocking Linghu Chong's way.

Hearing Linghu Chong's question, the old man in green robe and mask did not say anything. He just snorted lightly, and his figure flashed and approached Linghu Chong.

"What a fast speed!" Linghu Chong's pupils shrank, and he immediately drew his sword, using the move "White Clouds Emerging from the Mountains", flashing out countless sword afterimages, and rushed straight towards the face of the green-shirted and masked old man.

The masked old man in green clothes instantly rose from the ground, rolled in the air, head down, and slapped Linghu Chong's forehead with his palm like a sword.

Linghu Chong, whose attack missed, looked up at the familiar move and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Heavenly Gentleman hanging upside down?"

Although he was shocked, he moved quickly. He swept out sideways with his figure, turned around and retaliated with a "Cool Breeze" move. The sword stabbed silently but with unparalleled speed.

After the green-shirted and masked old man landed, his body was like a golden goose flying across the sky, he also dodged diagonally, and then approached again, using his palm as a sword, stabbing Linghu Chong's eyes, throat, chest, lower abdomen and other vital parts. His moves were connected, smooth, and varied. Linghu Chong was flustered by this swift and fierce attack, and he was unable to defend himself. If it weren't for the flashing sword light and the frequent clever moves, I'm afraid he would have been hit and fell to the ground.

The masked old man in green robe used Huashan sword technique and Xiyi sword technique alternately. The connection and flow between the moves were like a wild horse running in the sky, leaving no trace. It was many times more brilliant than Linghu Chong's changing moves and styles.

Linghu Chong was both surprised and horrified. The sword in his hand had been pushed to its limit, like a dazzling sword flower, covering his entire body, but he still could not keep up with the opponent's attack.

After a few breaths, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The masked old man in green clothes intensified his attack. After a series of crackling sounds, Linghu Chong was hit in the chest, abdomen, and shoulders several times. He flew backwards and hit a big tree seven steps away.

boom!
The big tree trembled, and the few remaining dead leaves on the treetops fell off.

Linghu Chong touched the place where he was hit and felt that apart from a little pain, he was fine. He immediately stood up, sheathed his sword, clasped his fists and said, "I wonder which senior from Huashan you are? Are you kidding me?"

The masked old man in green robes said woodenly: "Although he has some spiritual energy and a solid foundation, his moves are too artificial, and he sticks to the rules and doesn't know how to adapt!"

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, your swordsmanship is extremely high. Naturally, I am far from being able to match you."

The old man in green robe and mask wanted to say something else, but when he thought of the little monster on the cliff, all his ridicule and disdain disappeared, and finally turned into a long sigh.

Seeing the masked old man in green robes fall silent for a moment, Linghu Chong asked tentatively, "May I know your name, senior?"

The masked old man in Qingshan said gloomily: "You don't need to know my name for now. It won't be too late to tell me after I have thought it through!"

After saying this, his figure shook a few times and soon disappeared into the depths of the forest.

"senior!"

"senior!"

Linghu Chong called out twice but got no response. He could only go down the mountain with a head full of doubts.

On the evening of the second day, when Linghu Chong went to the Cliff of Regret to deliver food, he told Xu Xingchen about this matter.

Xu Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he shouted in his heart: "Ah, Grand Master, Grand Master, you finally showed up!"

Then he said to Linghu Chong, "Big Brother, your guess is correct. That thin old man in green must be a senior master of our Huashan Sect. Big Brother, have you informed Master and Master's Wife about this?"

Linghu Chong, who was drinking from a gourd, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and shook his head, saying, "Master and his wife have been in a bad mood these days. Even my sister has been much more obedient in front of them than before. How dare I bother Master and his wife so easily!"

"Well, let's talk about this later." Xu Xingchen said with a smile: "That senior stopped Senior Brother last night. I guess he was testing Senior Brother's martial arts. In the future, maybe he will teach Senior Brother one or two tricks!"

Linghu Chong laughed and said, "Thanks for your kind words, Junior Brother. I hope so!"

After saying that, he gulped down a few more gulps of wine.

Less than two days later, when Linghu Chong came up to deliver food, his expression began to look strange.

Xu Xingchen asked him if there was anything wrong, but he just shook his head without explaining.

A few days later, Linghu Chong suddenly said to Xu Xingchen: "Junior brother, let's have another sword fight!"

Xu Xingchen looked at the strange and eager face of the senior brother, and was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily: "Okay, since the senior brother invites you, I will accompany you to the end!"

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