Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Swish!

Shen Qingzhu thrust her straight knife at Zhou Ping like a ghost, while simultaneously hooking two fingers to suck away the air from the training ground.

Zhou Ping used his chopsticks to block Shen Qingzhu's knife, and the sword energy ripped out, directly shattering Shen Qingzhu's forbidden energy.

Ten minutes later, Shen Qingzhu, her face bruised and swollen, was dragged back by Cao Yuan and Baili Pangpang with smiles.

Next up was An Qingyu, who could only take a beating from Zhou Ping's chopsticks.

However, the more An Qingyu was beaten, the more excited she became. The way she looked at Zhou Ping was as if she wanted to dissect him, which made Zhou Ping's skin crawl.

Ten minutes later, An Qingyu was also dragged off the training field by the two of them, looking utterly hopeless.

"Next person."

Cao Yuan, carrying his sword, walked up to Zhou Ping and said, "Senior Sword Saint, please forgive me!"

boom!

Cao Yuan thrust his blade half an inch, and a black, malevolent flame shot into the sky, accompanied by bursts of demonic, sinister laughter.

The three men, their faces bruised and swollen, squatted against the warehouse wall and began placing bets.

Gu Tianchen wiped away the blood from his nose and said seriously, "I bet Cao Cao won't last five minutes against the Sword Saint."

With dark circles under her eyes, Shen Qingzhu said, "I bet he won't last three minutes."

An Qingyu wrapped the temples of her glasses with bandages and put them back on, then smiled and held up one finger at the two of them.

Gu Tianchen raised an eyebrow. "You bet that Cao Cao won't last a minute?"

An Qingyu shook her head and said, "I bet he can't withstand a single sword strike."

Swish!

The straight blade, wreathed in black, malevolent flames, slashed fiercely down at Zhou Ping.

clang!

Zhou Ping, though arriving late, struck first. With a flick of his chopsticks, he knocked the straight knife from Cao Yuan's hand. Then, with a push of his elbow, he slammed the chopsticks, imbued with sword energy, to the ground, striking Cao Yuan's brow with lightning speed.

The malevolent flames retreated rapidly back into Cao Yuan's body like a tide, leaving Cao Yuan looking bewildered at the wooden chopsticks pressed against his brow.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless, lasting less than ten seconds.

The three who got beaten up were dumbfounded. Cao Cao was too fast!

After Cao Yuan broke through to the Chuan Realm, the Black King became increasingly difficult to suppress. Even Gu Tianchen, who possessed the ability to suppress with flames, had to beat Cao Yuan in his berserk Black King Annihilation state for ten minutes to defeat him.

But the Sword Saint only used one sword strike... no, one chopstick strike, and he forcibly knocked Cao Yuan out of his Black King state. It was terrifying...

Zhou Ping picked up Cao Yuan's knife and tossed it to him, saying expressionlessly, "Continue."

Cao Yuan, looking completely bewildered, took the sword and drew it again, entering Black King mode.

After being brutally beaten sixteen times by the Sword Saint, the madman Cao Yuan's laughter grew fainter and fainter, and he even... couldn't pull it out anymore.

Seeing that Cao Yuan's spiritual energy had been completely drained, and that he was staring blankly at the sky with no will to live, Zhou Ping waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

"Next person."

With their faces bruised and swollen, Gu Tianchen and Shen Qingzhu rushed forward happily, each grabbing one of Cao Yuan's legs and dragging him down.

Baili Pangpang tried to hide behind Lin Qiye and Jialan, but Gu Tianchen and Shen Qingzhu grabbed him from both sides and forced him onto the training field.

"Hey, Tianchen, Brother Zhai, we're all brothers, there's no need for this, really no need!"

Baili Pangpang was suspended in mid-air, his two chubby little legs flapping wildly.

Gu Tianchen and Shen Qingzhu ignored his pleas and, like two emotionless machines, placed Baili Pangpang on the training field, turned around and left without the slightest hesitation!

Because I got caught in the rain myself, I'm even more determined to tear up all my good buddies' umbrellas, not one less!

"Sword Saint Senior, I'm ready, come on!"

Baili Pangpang chuckled as he pulled out more than a dozen forbidden items from his free space, which floated around him. He then wrapped himself in the Jade Armor, and the Wall of Sighs formed a thick defensive barrier around him.

The entire formation was an impregnable fortress, and Baili Pangpang believed his defenses were rock solid!

Zhou Ping looked helpless. In his eyes, the little fat boy's defenses were full of loopholes, and these fancy forbidden items were useless against a real expert.

Just as he was about to make his move, Baili Pangpang suddenly took the initiative, stepping out and causing the Tai Chi Yin Yang Bagua diagram to rotate continuously, instantly enveloping the entire training ground!

"Heaven and earth are in chaos!"

"Chopsticks, please!"

With a whoosh, the wooden chopsticks in Zhou Ping's hand were instantly snatched into Baili Pangpang's hands.

Baili Pangpang raised the wooden chopsticks in his hand and showed off to Zhou Ping with a smug look on his face: "Hehe, Sword Saint Senior didn't expect this, did you? My move of catching a blade bare-handed is pretty good, isn't it?"

Zhou Ping was taken aback at first, then silently took out another wooden chopstick from his pocket.

Baili Pangpang: ...

Zhou Ping said calmly, "What a fine display of catching a blade barehanded. I hope this pile of forbidden items can withstand my sword energy."

Chapter 210 The Great Xia's Escaped Sword Saint?!

"what!"

"oops!!"

"It hurts so much!!!"

Even though Baili Pangpang had created an impregnable tortoise shell for himself with all sorts of forbidden items, he was still given a good beating by Zhou Ping.

Because Baili Pangpang was the only one from the Sea Realm among them, Zhou Ping took extra care of him and beat him harder than the others...

"hiss!"

Baili Pangpang gasped, pleading with Gu Tianchen and Shen Qingzhu who were supporting him, "Be gentle, be gentle..."

Snapped!

Gu Tianchen slapped Baili Pangpang's buttocks without any mercy, making Pangpang wince in pain.

"Hehe, you laughed at us earlier, now you're not having an easy time, are you? This is truly a case of karma coming full circle, no one escapes the judgment of heaven."

Snapped!

Shen Qingzhu also slapped Baili Pangpang's buttocks without any mercy. Before Pangpang could recover, he was hit again and screamed in pain.

"Heh, you've really made something of yourself, daring to snatch the Sword Saint's chopsticks. Now you know what pain is?"

"I won't do it again, I'll never do it again..."

Baili Pangpang: T_T

On the field, only that young couple hadn't gone up yet.

Lin Qiye looked at Jialan and asked, "Would you like to go first or should I?"

Garan said, "I'll go first."

"it is good."

Lin Qiye nodded. With the protection of immortality, the Sword Saint's sword could not harm Jialan.

Jialan rushed towards Zhou Ping and swung his fist at him.

Zhou Ping dodged to the side and swung his chopsticks at Jialan.

Unexpectedly, Jialan showed no intention of dodging at all and directly reached out and grabbed the chopsticks in Zhou Ping's hand!

Click!

A crisp snapping sound rang out, and the chopsticks in Zhou Ping's hand broke in two!

Zhou Ping was shocked. This girl had just broken the chopsticks, which contained his sword energy, with her bare hands?!

Are you kidding me?!

He held back his sword energy when attacking Gu Tianchen and the others, weakening it many times over, for fear of accidentally injuring them.

Only Zhou Ping himself knew how strong the sword energy contained in this wooden chopstick was; this sword energy was enough to contend with the gods!

This girl has something...

Taking advantage of Zhou Ping's momentary daze after his chopsticks broke, Jialan swung his fist and slammed it towards Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping dodged Jialan's attack with a slight movement.

Garan kept attacking, while Zhou Ping kept dodging.

After confirming that all the girl could do was throw punches, Zhou Ping shook his head. This girl had some skills, but not many…

Zhou Ping brought his two fingers together to form a sword-like gesture and gently hooked them.

Swish!

Countless sword energies rose from the ground, forming a sword cage that trapped Garan within.

Garan kept swinging his fists at the sword energy cage, but failed to shatter any of the sword energies.

In the end, Jialan could only sigh helplessly and bow his head to Zhou Ping in defeat.

As Jialan walked down from the training ground, he said to Lin Qiye, who was walking up, "Be careful."

"it is good."

Lin Qiye, wielding two swords, approached Zhou Ping and said earnestly, "Senior Sword Saint, please enlighten me!"

Ten minutes later, Lin Qiye, with a bruised and swollen face, was carried back by Gu Tianchen and Shen Qingzhu.

Besides carrying the soul, Lin Qiye used all his forbidden abilities, but no matter what kind of attack method he used, it was just a matter of one sword strike for Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping looked at everyone and said seriously, "Today's training is over. Go back and get some rest."

After saying that, Zhou Ping turned and left, heading towards his dormitory. He closed the door, leaving behind a group of people, except for Jialan, all with bruised and battered faces, standing bewildered in the wind...

Shen Qingzhu asked with a puzzled look, "What does this mean? You're just going to beat us up and that's it?"

Baili Pangpang stroked his chin and analyzed seriously, "Do you think it's possible that Senior Sword Saint is socially awkward? Apart from training, he has almost never spoken a word to us on his own initiative."

Cao Yuan, holding his sword, said, "How could that be? Who would believe that a dignified Sword Saint is a socially awkward person? He's the pinnacle of combat power in the Great Xia Dynasty, so it's normal for him to be a bit aloof."