Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 3: If You Don't Want to Fight, Get Out

Looking at himself who looked exactly like him, Zhang Ze waved and said hello.

"Morning, have you eaten?"

His clone didn't answer, but just raised his sword and stabbed.

Zhang Ze sighed, blocked the sword and took a few steps back, thinking that this trial was really uncreative.

The sword spirit in this cave doesn't have much of a sense of humor.

It's too old-fashioned. The so-called questioning one's conscience with a sword means defeating oneself.

But there are so many ways to skip classes.

For example, after using Blade & Soul to copy, you cannot copy again. And there is a bug that cannot copy props.
You can take off all your clothes at the door, then go into the cave and wait for the Blade and Soul to copy, then put on your equipment.

You can first give yourself two doses of poison at the door to gain some dbeff, and then take the antidote when the fight starts.

Zhang Ze could think of several other ways to skip classes.

But Old Li was watching outside, and skipping class under his nose would really be a way to death.

Outside the cave, Elder Li stood in front of a mirror, watching Zhang Ze's movements. He clenched his fists, thrust them forward, and loosened them again.

"His steps are weak, his wrists are limp, and his sword energy is scattered. It's obvious that he hasn't been exercising lately.

"Fortunately, his aura is still there, and the protective magic I cast on him is also working smoothly, so I don't think his life is in danger.

If you can make it through this, you'll still be worth training, but huh?"

Looking at the image in the mirror, Elder Li's eyes were filled with deep disappointment.

Zhang Ze is nutty.

In the Heart Refining Cave.

Zhang Ze wasn't really giving up, he was just bored with the fight and wanted to just use the little special move he had saved up last night to end the battle.

But just as he let out his breath, the sword spirit clone's momentum also dissipated, and it dropped the sword and sat on the ground.

"Ok?"

Zhang Ze raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that there was such a way to play it. The sword spirit was also a cowardly lizard?

"I have to study it carefully."

However, Zhang Ze's curiosity aroused, and the sword spirit's momentum rose again.

Zhang Ze smiled. He knew without hesitation that the reason why this sword spirit was abandoned was probably because it had a bug.

Outside the cave, Elder Li felt somewhat powerless. He really didn't expect that his apprentice could play like this.

There is indeed a problem with the sword spirit in the Lianxin Cave. Due to certain events in the past, the sword spirit's operating logic has malfunctioned.

The sword spirit, which should have remained unchanged after being copied and always attacked the trial-taker's weak areas, will now change its action logic according to the trial-taker's fighting spirit.

The weaker you are, the weaker the sword spirit will be. The stronger you are, the stronger the sword spirit will be until it kills you.

It has exceeded the scope of the outer sect assessment, so the Lianxin Cave was abandoned.

In Elder Li's imagination, there are only two situations in which Zhang Ze could be in the cave.

Zhang Ze was full of fighting spirit and persevered until he was defeated by the sword spirit and was saved from death by the restriction set by Elder Li.

From then on, he was reborn as a new person.

The second possibility is that Zhang Ze’s heart was broken before his death and he escaped from the cave.

But he really didn't expect the third thing, that Zhang Ze was doing sit-ups with the sword spirit in the cave.

In the cave, Zhang Ze walked towards the sword spirit, one step was majestic and the other was listless.

The sword spirit also stood up and sat down according to Zhang Ze's momentum, and a crack appeared on its translucent face that seemed to be always calm.

The sword spirit spoke.

"Are you done yet? If you don't want to fight, get out!"

[Outer Gate's only hidden quest. The Lost Spirit is in progress, with a completion rate of 20%]

In and out of the cave.

Zhang Ze, "Fuck, this thing can talk?"

Elder Li, "Trialing the Sword Spirit is something that can be said!"

Low-level sword spirits can only act according to pre-set logic, while mid-level sword spirits have some simple intelligence.

High-level sword spirits can not only speak, but also practice on their own like cultivators. Although low-level and mid-level sword spirits can also become high-level due to opportunities, when will it happen?
Moreover, why would a high-level sword spirit who can speak make the same logical mistakes as low-level sword spirits?

Elder Li couldn't figure it out.

"If you don't want to fight, get out! Could it be that the Sword Sect has fallen to this point, filled with people like you?
Your steps are weak, your wrists are limp, and your sword energy is scattered. Is your master just here to eat and do nothing?"

The sword spirit talked a lot, but perhaps because he had lived in this cave for too long, he kept repeating the same few sentences.

In the end, he started to curse Zhang Ze's master.

Elder Li blushed as he heard this outside, but he couldn't refute it.

Although Zhang Ze is not his direct descendant, he is indeed his disciple.

This deserves the scolding.

"Brother, take a break. This isn't my master's fault.

I have been skipping classes all the time, I"

The sword spirit became even more anxious after hearing this. "If a son is not well-educated, it is the fault of his father! Once a teacher, always a father! He deserves to be scolded for not disciplining him strictly! You..."

"Stop!" Zhang Ze took out a gong from his treasure bag and struck it loudly.

"What kind of sword cultivator would put a gong in his treasure bag?" The sword spirit was stunned.

"Senior Sword Spirit, please listen to me first."

"Okay, go ahead."

"I am only at the fourth level of Qi training now. Senior, please raise your cultivation to the peak level so that we can have a good fight.

If I lose, you chop me to death. If I win, you apologize to my master." Zhang Ze put away his playful attitude, clasped his fists and bowed.

"Alright, kid. Today I'll teach you well on behalf of your master."

Since the sword spirit was promoted, it has been practicing diligently in this cave for a hundred years and has already reached the Golden Elixir realm.

It’s easy to simulate the peak of Qi training.

After the sword spirit's momentum stabilized at the peak of Qi training, he raised the sword and thrust forward, his speed more than doubled.

Zhang Ze was beaten into a mess as he staggered, but his movements were so graceful that although his clothes were torn to pieces, his body was unharmed.

Because Zhang Ze really doesn't have the demeanor of a swordsman at all.

Rolling dragon, flying pounce, wall bounce, side sliding tackle, as long as you can avoid it, there are no taboos.

While he was still dodging closely, he elbowed the sword spirit twice in the vital points.

Although the sword spirit had no vital points, it was really infuriating to see its actions.

The sword spirit decided not to continue to play along with this unlucky disciple.

He swung his sword and said, "Have you had enough of this?"

"No!" Zhang Ze made an indecent gesture.

"Okay, okay, kill!"

The sword spirit retreated instead of advancing, dodging Zhang Ze's soft sword. A few sword flowers blocked Zhang Ze's movement, and then raised the sword to slash.

The sword spirit's sword strike was so powerful that it reached the peak of Qi training, without any reservation.

This is the opportunity Zhang Ze has been waiting for.

When fighting a boss, you naturally have to wait for him to have a big pre-swing and a big stiffness.

"Guys! Get him!" Zhang Ze snapped his fingers.

"Hey!" Several ghost screams sounded from all directions.

Cracks appeared on the sword spirit's face, which had remained calm even when he was cursing.

Outside the cave, Elder Li looked up at the sky and counted the past few hundred years of his life.

He asked the heavens above and the earth below. What sin had he committed to deserve such a rare disciple?

Elder Wang appeared behind Old Li and asked, "Didn't you win? Why are you sighing?"

Lao Wang smiled when he said this.

Elder Li sneered, "Then this disciple is yours."

"Forget it, my heart is not good. It's okay to chat with this kid, but being his master will probably shorten my life." Old Wang was still smiling when he said this.

(End of this chapter)