Myriad Immortals

Zhong Xuan's expression remained unchanged; he merely turned his head slightly to glance at the chiseled-faced man who had already stood up.

"The Sand Gang..."

Just as the man said, a martial arts school is a place to practice martial arts.

Those who practice martial arts inevitably have to use fists, feet, and weapons.

The tradition of martial arts school masters accepting disciples is based on their skill level through fist fighting and their ability to pay respects to those from all directions through swordsmanship.

It wasn't just Zhong Xuan; when Qian Hong and Zheng Yue became disciples, it was the same scene. If the disciple lost, the master would also lose face.

Zhong Xuan was not a young man; he knew some of the rules of the martial arts school and had even witnessed Qian Hong becoming an apprentice, so he had expected it.

It's not surprising that the Sha Gang was the first to step forward.

After all, everyone in Baisha County knew that Shi Fengsha, the leader of the Sha Gang, and Qian Hong had always been at odds.

It's not to the point of a complete falling out, but making a challenge during the apprenticeship ceremony is perfectly reasonable and no one can find fault with it.

"please!"

Zhong Xuan didn't hesitate; he clasped his hands in greeting and walked to the center of the main hall.

"readily!"

The swordsman with the chiseled face of the Sand Gang gleamed with a sharp light in his eyes as he strode up to Zhong Xuan, sword in hand.

Zhang Lie, who was watching from the sidelines, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Liu Sandao has been practicing bone cultivation for seven or eight years. Brother Zhong won't be easy to beat."

Swordsman Liu Sandao was quite famous within the Sand Gang.

He held the title of the third leader of the Sand Gang, so he naturally knew the gang's experts like the back of his hand.

There are quite a few people who share Zhang Lie's thoughts.

Many of them had heard of Zhong Xuan's name.

It was precisely because of the title of Linsheng (a student receiving government stipends).

But after all, he was a scholar of literature, not a scholar of martial arts. Suddenly becoming Qian Hong's junior brother at the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School, everyone who came today actually had the idea of ​​testing the depth of their martial arts skills.

Since the Sha Gang was willing to take the lead, they were naturally happy to have someone else get involved.

The swordsman with the chiseled face took a deep breath, his gaze sharpening.

Yesterday, the young gang leader Shi Yuanbai had already instructed him to find out Zhong Xuan's background.

"How powerful can someone be if they've only practiced martial arts for two or three years?"

The swordsman with the chiseled face was disdainful, but he didn't underestimate himself and used all his strength in his attack.

when!

Shili Han and Liu Sandao, a burly man with a chiseled face, clashed violently in mid-air with their broadswords, producing a deafening metallic clang and sparks flying.

"Good heavens!"

The man with the chiseled face gasped.

What a heavy sword!

I almost couldn't withstand that sword strike.

The old man in front of me looks lean, but he is surprisingly strong, like a wild beast.

No longer daring to underestimate him, the chiseled-faced man roared in a low voice, his arm muscles bulging, and he and Zhong Xuan clashed again.

The situation has reversed.

Zhong Xuan's steps were light and graceful, like a white crane playing on a shallow beach.

The man with the chiseled face felt as if he had punched cotton; he had a lot of strength but nowhere to use it.

"Are all the members of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School cowards who only know how to run away?"

Anxious and corrupt.

The burly man with the chiseled face roared.

He had barely finished speaking.

Then he saw Zhong Xuan, who had been using his movement technique to teleport, suddenly rushing towards him.

A fierce wind whistled through the air.

"Then so be it!"

Zhong Xuan's voice rang in the ears of the chiseled-faced man, and then the long sword in Zhong Xuan's hand transformed into illusory shadows that enveloped his body.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The man with the chiseled face was shocked.

next moment.

The longsword in his hand had already been knocked away, and Zhong Xuan's Ten Miles of Cold Sword was hovering an inch in front of the man with the chiseled face's neck.

Glug...

The burly man with the chiseled face swallowed hard and uttered three words with difficulty: "I lost."

"good!"

Zheng Yue, who was watching the battle, slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

How could he not see that Zhong Xuan had already mastered the Eagle Returns Form, one of the three forms of the Flying Eagle Nine Strikes?

More importantly...

Not only did they master it, they mastered it to perfection.

Eagle Return was originally a sword move for defense, but in Zhong Xuan's hands it became a killing move.

It was a pleasant surprise.

The other spectators in the main hall also had different expressions, but they were all amazed by Zhong Xuan's move.

Sheath your sword.

Zhong Xuan cupped his hands in greeting: "You flatter me."

He sat back down beside his two senior brothers, his gaze sweeping across the hall: "Is there any other brother who would like to come up and try?"

All remained silent.

Liu Sandao, the scarred-faced man, is no pushover.

After that battle, everyone realized that Zhong Xuan was not just a figurehead with a great reputation; his true worth had been demonstrated, so there was no need to offend him further.

Zhong Xuan's eyes were piercing.

This has always been the rule in the martial arts world.

Holding a grand ceremony to formally become an apprentice is, in essence, an opportunity to make a name for oneself and intimidate those who seek to harm others.

Since Liu Sandao was willing to be the whetstone, Zhong Xuan naturally didn't hold back.

Hit a punch to avoid a hundred punches.

This statement applies everywhere.

"Young Master..."

Liu Sandao sat back in his seat, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Shi Yuanbai simply gave a faint "hmm".

He came today to test Zhong Xuan.

Unfortunately, Zhong Xuan's swordsmanship was so unpredictable that he couldn't discern many clues.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Qian Hong stood up for the first time: "Since no one else is asking my junior brother for guidance, it's my turn as the senior brother next."

"Qian Hong of Flying Eagle Martial Arts School, please enlighten me, Brother Liu!"

"????"

The expressions on everyone's faces immediately became quite interesting.

Soon someone realized what was going on.

Liu Sandao had just spoken rudely to the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School, and Qian Hong was clearly going to teach him a lesson.

"you......"

Liu Sandao's face turned extremely ugly.

Qian Hong is a minor master in the late stage of tendon training, how could he possibly be his opponent?

If they really start fighting, they'll probably lose half their lives.

"Master Qian, what you're doing is far too much of a bully."

But before Liu Sandao could finish speaking, Shi Yuanbai stood up and said, "Master Qian, it was my Sha Gang who misspoke today."

"There's no need for a competition."

"The master of the hall is a man of equal renown to my father. To make a move would be to lower himself. Since my Sha Gang was in the wrong first, I am willing to offer an apology."

talking.

Shi Yuanbai then took out a round object from his pocket.

"Demon essence?"

Zhong Yuan recognized that this object was formed from most of the essence of a demon beast.

He had heard Jiang Li say that the demonic essence of another black bear beast that night was obtained by the Sand Gang, but he never expected that Shi Yuanbai would use it as an apology.

No one carries demonic energy with them.

Unless it was prepared in advance.

Upon seeing Yao Yuan, Qian Hong sat down again: "Today I will give Shi Fengsha face."

He made a grasping motion with his hand.

The demonic essence was somehow retrieved by Qian Hong from a distance and casually handed to Zhong Yuan beside him.

"Telekinesis!"

When Shi Yuanbai saw Qian Hong's move, his expression finally changed.

This already falls under the scope of the three major training sessions.

"Qian Hong has an exceptional talent for martial arts. Who knows, he might become one of the top three martial arts practitioners in a few years."

Shi Yuanbai was secretly horrified.

A wise person does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Although Qian Hong wouldn't kill him unless he was insane, Shi Yuanbai still felt uneasy and quietly left the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School with Liu Sandao and other members of the Sha Gang.

Zhong Xuan played with the demonic energy in his hand.

Feel the powerful demonic energy within.

"As expected, the power of ordinary demonic beasts cannot alter one's physical constitution."

"Just what level is that dragon bone?"