Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 79
In the square where thousands of swords are flying, only the boy in black is alone, sweating profusely as he swings a knife.

Every time he swung the heavy black iron broadsword in his hand, it would generate extremely violent wind pressure.

Many disciples of Jiange of Nanling around looked sideways.

Lin Xi, on the other hand, swung his knife with a focused expression on the surface.

Two months... is enough to prove it!

Bai Fan is not a genius, Lin Xi...it's a pity, not at all!
In a mere two months, it is undoubtedly a dream to practice a basic saber technique to perfection, even surpassing those disciples who practice the superb swordsmanship of Nanling Jiange.

Fortunately... Lin Xi himself is a hacker.

When he wielded the knife in his hand with heavenly magic combined with the magic element transformed by negative emotions, a fierce aura faintly condensed, and a strong sense of courage emerged spontaneously.

Even a simple slash can give people the illusion that they can cut mountains and rivers.

Baixuan is famous for Qingxiao for his swordsmanship, so as a younger brother, it is really too difficult for him to surpass his elder brother in his achievements in swordsmanship.

So Lin Xi had to find another way to prove himself with a knife... Anyway, the sword skills of the Nanling Jiange that Bai Fan had practiced originally, although they were considered passable, were just ordinary people, and it would be no pity to abandon them.

The first thing in the sword technique is imposing manner, condensing evil spirit.

And Lin Xi's heavenly magic has benefits in both aspects.

As the movement of Lin Xi's saber practice became louder and louder, Lu Xiangkun, who had been observing in the dark, finally came out.

"I never thought that you still have such a talent in the way of the knife. It's just...it's a pity!" Lu Xiangkun looked at Lin Xi with regretful eyes, and then said decisively: "From now on, you are not allowed to practice any more. Saber technique, otherwise... deal with it according to the door rules."

If you go the wrong way, go again.

This would have been fine.

The problem is... Bai Fan is the son of Pavilion Master Bai Qi, he is destined to be unable to join other sects and enter a certain sect that focuses on Dao of Swords.

And in the Jiange of Nanling, the more Lin Xi showed off his sword talent and spread it, the more ironic it would be.

Lu Xiangkun just thought of this, so he said such words.

Facing the pressure from 'Master', Lin Xi was already prepared, but said coldly: "You want to teach me, but you can't teach me well. In this case... let's decide with real skill, who is right and who is wrong?"

"You and I don't need to cultivate, and we only judge the outcome based on technique. If you win the knife in my hand, I will abandon the knife. If you can't win...don't block me."

Lu Xiangkun had entered the Nascent Soul Realm 80 years ago, and he was considered a veteran Nascent Soul powerhouse. His cultivation was extraordinary, if not unfathomable.

And it has been 300 years since he entered Nanling Jiange.

300 years is enough for him to polish the sword skills of Nanling Jiange to a very sophisticated level.

Naturally, it is not as good as Bai Xuan's divine talent, but from hard work, he has honed something unusual.

It can be said that Lin Xi dared to challenge Lu Xiangkun's 300-year sword skills with two months of sword skills, which can be said to be very arrogant.

Facing Lin Xi's 'challenge'.

Lu Xiangkun first felt angry.

This anger, of course, was absorbed by Lin Xi without any damage.

Then the anger faded, and turned a little flat.

"As a teacher, I don't know why you are so confident in your own sword skills. Even though you have extraordinary talents in sword skills, you are destined to be unable to practice swords, let alone a teacher's opponent."

"Let me be your teacher today, and break your delusion."

After finishing speaking, he didn't draw his sword, but just put his fingers together to refer to the sword, and he was about to fight Lin Xi.

One must know that the prerequisite for his competition with Lin Xi was not to use his cultivation.

Now referring to the sword means having extremely strong confidence in one's own swordsmanship.

"Let's move in!" Lu Xiangkun said.

Lin Xi held his breath, holding a knife in both hands, standing in place like a statue.

He is not a swordsman genius, let alone know any great swordsmanship skills.

But...he knows how to act.

At this moment, he was not facing the battle alone, he seemed to be Fu Hongxue, Ding Peng, Nie Feng, and Song Que...

A grand master's demeanor of Yuan Tingyue Li emanated from Lin Xi's body.

This kind of demeanor, of course, can be staged.

If you can't... Those actors who play the masters are all great masters of martial arts?
But the difference between true and false is after the shot.

At this second, Lin Xi moved.

His knife swung down along the simplest and most domineering trajectory.

It's a simple trick to chop.

This is also the move that Lin Xi has practiced the most. He is bound to practice the appearance of this move to perfection, without any flaws in the disguise.

Driven by magic.

There is no circulation of true energy, but evil spirits are entrenched.

At this moment, Lu Xiangkun seemed to see a giant black tiger descending the mountain and pounced towards him.

When he cheered up and took it seriously, it was already too late.

After all, the sword didn't go out. Lu Xiangkun took advantage of his instinct and agility as a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, and took a step back to avoid the sharpness of the knife.

The so-called suppression of cultivation cannot be truly fair after all.

It's like when an adult plays with a child, even if the strength is equivalent to that of the child, the advantage in body shape still exists and cannot be avoided.

Lu Xiangkun took a step back.

If it is thin-skinned, it has already conceded defeat.

Lu Xiangkun didn't have a thick skin.

However, he is not yet willing to admit defeat.

If he admits defeat, wouldn't his 300 years of penance become a joke?

So even if the opportunity is lost.

He still had to swing his sword.

The fingers of the sword were brought together, and a sword stabbed at Lin Xi.

Even if this sword does not contain any real essence, it can still be transformed into 170 and six different moves in the Seventeen Swordsmanship at any time, and it also contains hundreds of different changes.

Even in Bai Fan's memory that Lin Xi has mastered, there are memories of most of the sword skills in these changes.

But a gap is a gap, and it cannot be made up by knowing it.

Lin Xi is fake.

Lu Xiangkun is really strong.

Faced with such a stabbing sword, Lin Xi ignored it and took a step forward, which was a stab.

"You don't hide, let alone block?"

"What a fierce sword technique!" Lu Xiangkun frowned.

He was already regretting not drawing his sword.

He had to admit that although his apprentice, the second son of the Jiange Pavilion Master in Nanling, had only practiced swords for two months.

But with the sword technique, he has already entered the room, and he has achieved embarrassing accomplishments.

clang!
The sword pointed at the back of Lin Xi's saber, and the heavy saber bounced off heavily.

Lin Xi didn't withdraw his knife and turned around, but turned around with strength.

Slash!

The evil spirit is raging, and the momentum is heavy.

The expression on his face was even more calm and indifferent.

At this time, Lin Xi actually had the character of a saber master, and it was difficult for people to see the flaws in the disguise.

"genius!"

"He has a talent that is not weaker than that of his brother Bai Xuan!"

"Did we delay him?" At this time, Lu Xiangkun had such a thought for no reason in his mind, and then... it seemed that he was still out of control.

　There is more to add, everyone wait a moment!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)