Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

Yi Yang didn't have time to listen to what the audience was shouting.

Because something went wrong with his body.

The six sword intent wedges that had been driven in earlier lit up simultaneously next to the three meridian nodes: right shoulder, right elbow, and right wrist.

They responded to Xu Yu.

It responded to the frequency of the sword energy outside Xu Yu's body.

The six wedges exploded from the inside out, forcibly severing the flow of true qi.

In that instant, the circulation of the Yi Wood True Qi in Yi Yang's right arm, from shoulder to fingers, became disordered.

Xuan Yuan sank in his hand.

It's not that he's gotten heavier, it's that his right arm can't exert any force.

Wang He, sitting in the audience, slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Damn it! That kid's hidden trick has kicked in!"

Xu Yu opened her eyes.

Dozens of sword energies converged towards the center, merging into a giant phantom sword over ten feet long.

The giant sword cleaved down.

The speed wasn't fast. But the coverage area was too wide, and with Yi Yang's right arm out of control, it was impossible to dodge or block it.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

Just as the phantom giant sword struck three feet above Yi Yang's head.

Deep within Yiyang's spiritual realm, a golden-haired ape suddenly sprang to life.

The Mind Monkey Guardian Technique is operating at full power.

Mental energy poured out from his sea of ​​consciousness, and invisible, colorless fluctuations filled the entire arena.

What is the essence of the Six Paths Sword Intent Prologue?

It is a marker on a spiritual level.

Xu Yu pinned a wisp of sword intent to a meridian node, relying on his mental power to interfere with the circulation of true qi.

This approach is sufficient to deal with ordinary True Qi Realm cultivators.

But Yi Yang revised the "Mind Monkey Guardian Technique".

His spiritual cultivation at the True Qi Realm level is overwhelmingly superior.

The mental force crushed through the six wedges as easily as hot water poured over ice shards.

It melted away.

Each sword intent mark disintegrated and dissipated under the crushing force of mental energy.

The circulation of true qi in the right arm was restored within two breaths.

Yi Yang reached out with his left hand and shouted angrily:

"Disperse!"

Thunder Sound Mantra, a superior martial art that hasn't been used for a long time.

A single word burst from his throat, the sound wave carrying his spiritual power, blasting directly at Xu Yu, who was five steps away.

Upon hearing this commotion, Xu Yu's expression finally changed.

His mind went blank for a moment from the thunderous sound.

Only half a breath.

But that's enough.

The completed "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" technique deviated at the last moment of its descent, causing the trajectory of the phantom giant sword to veer off by two inches.

Two inches.

Yi Yang wanted those two inches.

Xuan Yuan raised high.

The True Qi of Yi Wood resonated with the spiritual weapon, and all the patterns on the blade lit up. The full power of the True Qi mid-stage, hundred-times-forged body was poured into it.

Four Symbols and Six Harmonies Blade - Azure Dragon Emerges from the Abyss.

The jet-black blade, adorned with flowing blue-green patterns, surged forth from the front of Xuan Yuan, colliding head-on with the Wan Jian Gui Zong sword, which had shifted two inches.

The two forces collided in the air above the arena.

The stone slab in the center of the countertop shattered completely, and the debris shot out in all directions.

The shockwave overturned more than thirty stone bricks along the edge of the stage, but the Zhenfu Guards all struck out with their palms, keeping the flying stones out of the audience's sight.

The residual force of the Azure Dragon Blade Technique began to accumulate.

The first layer blocked the sharpness of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, and the second layer pressed down, causing the phantom giant sword to crack.

The third and fourth layers were rolled over in succession.

The narrow sword in Xu Yu's hand emitted a sharp, mournful cry.

Then—it broke in the middle.

The fragments were scattered at my feet.

The remaining blade strikes Xu Yu's protective aura, pushing him back seven steps.

The sole of the boot plowed two deep grooves into the table surface.

He barely managed to stand still.

A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Xuan Yuan's blade stopped three inches in front of his collarbone. The dark blade energy glided along his skin; a mere millimeter's movement would be fatal.

There was no sound from the audience.

Xu Yu looked down at the black blade in front of her.

I watched for three breaths.

Then he closed his eyes and said:

"I lost."

Seeing that the outcome was decided, Pei Zongyue stood in front of the stage, his voice echoing throughout the entire training ground.

"Yoshiki Ichigo of the Hidden Springs!"

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

Then the entire training ground exploded.

The patrolmen of the Sky Patrol were the most excited.

They managed to keep their position as commander and prevent it from falling into the hands of outsiders.

Yi Yang sheathed his sword and jumped off the platform.

Lu Quan'an, who had been sitting still in the center of the platform, stood up.

This was the first time he had gotten up that day.

Upon seeing the Chief Inspector's actions, all sounds fell silent.

The chief inspector walked to the edge of the platform, holding a black iron token in his right hand.

The front of the token is engraved with the eagle emblem of the Zhenfu Guard, and the back has three large characters—Commander.

Seeing his superior come down, Yi Yang stepped forward, extending both hands to receive the token representing his identity.

Lu Quan'an scrutinized him for a few moments before speaking:

"Not bad."

Four words, nothing more. Yi Yang accepted the token, bowed, and withdrew.

Pei Zongyue then announced Xu Yu as the deputy commander.

The middle-aged man leading the Xuanjian Pavilion team looked displeased; his lips moved, but he ultimately said nothing.

When Xu Yu received the bronze plaque from the deputy commander, his expression was calm. He nodded slightly to Yi Yang without any resentment.

On the other side, Jingchen of Jinyang Temple stared intently at Xuanyuan at Yiyang's waist. He turned his head and whispered a few words to Kongwu, who had just been helped up beside him.

Kong Wu chanted a Buddhist prayer, his eyes filled with contemplation. He didn't know that the abbot knew "Xuan Yuan" was in the other party's hands, yet he still wanted to test him.

Now that Yi Yang has become the commander, it has become even more difficult and impossible to retrieve that spiritual weapon.

The Sky Patrol Division is extremely domineering; once they've got something in their mouths, they won't easily let go.

Above the platform, Yan Wuyuan leaned back in her chair and nodded slightly to Yi Yang. The curve of her lips was more genuine than usual.

Xiao Zhengyan placed his hand on the notch of the heavy sword at his waist and rubbed it for a while.

Ji Yunzhang, who was next to him, turned to look at Wen Shiheng.

"This person is the first choice for major cross-departmental cases in the future."

Wen Shiheng unfolded and closed the folding fan, and nodded.

Yi Yang put the token into his pocket, his fingers touching the cold metal edge of the token.

He took another step forward, becoming a commander and deputy chief inspector.

This time, he not only made progress in his status, but also gained greater security in terms of strength because he could freely use "Xuanyuan".

He didn't dwell on it for long, because he noticed the atmosphere in the training ground had suddenly changed, and he looked in the direction of everyone's gaze.

A gray eagle swooped down from the horizon and landed precisely on Lu Quan'an's arm, with a sealed letter tied to its talons.

Lu Quan'an reached out and took it.

He broke the wax seal and unfolded the letter.

Yi Yang's mental power caught a detail—when Lu Quan'an read the letter, the knuckles of his right hand holding the letter tightened slightly.

The letter was short; Lu Quan'an finished reading it in three breaths.

But he didn't give up.

He read it again.

The noise on the drill ground gradually subsided, and everyone noticed the unusual behavior of the chief inspector.

Pei Zongyue took a half step closer and asked something in a low voice.

Lu Quan'an folded the letter and tucked it into his sleeve.

He raised his head.

Those eyes, which looked down over the entire audience, swept over the hundreds of people below the stage, and finally landed on Yi Yang, pausing for two breaths.

Yi Yang's back tensed up.

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