(Third Update!)
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The middle-aged man could not help but shake his head as he continued to practice the sword art. It had only been two sword moves.
"Stop," the middle-aged man said.
The youth immediately stopped his swordsmanship.
"You just told me that you've barely mastered the Thunder Fire Sword Principle, but now it seems that you're still far from mastering it. You haven't even reached the most basic entry level." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "I've told you before that swordsmanship is not about the action, but about the intention. Why is the Thunder Fire Sword Principle named Thunder Fire? That's because the swordsmanship has both the swiftness of thunder and the heat of Thunder Fire. However, the swordsmanship you just performed was gentle as if it was performed by a lady. How dare you say that you've mastered it?"
"Ah?" The young man's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt enlightened.
No wonder he had always felt that his swordsmanship was not right. It turned out that this was the reason.
"Remember, the type of person is suitable to cultivate the type of sword technique. You're a man. Previously, I saw that you had a fiery temperament, so I let you cultivate the Thunder Fire Sword Technique. Yet, you've cultivated it to this extent? I'll give you another month. If you can't really master the Thunder Fire Sword Principle in this month, there's no need to come to the Sword Hall again, "the middle-aged man said.
"Yes, teacher." The young man immediately turned and left.
"Husband, aren't you too strict with this young man?" A beautiful woman in a plain robe walked to the middle-aged man's side and sat down.
"A strict teacher produces a fine disciple. This young man has some talent in swordsmanship. With a little guidance, he'll be able to do well in this secret realm in the future," the middle-aged man smiled.
That's right, the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in the plain robe were Jian Wushuang and his wife, Leng Rushuang.
The two of them had traveled in the Ancient God Domain for more than 3,000 years before settling down in the Wu Tan Secret Realm.
As for the Sword Hall, it was opened by Jian Wushuang because he had nothing to do.
"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed, and he said with a smile, "30 years ago, the young man who carried a blood feud is back."
"Oh?" Leng Rushuang's soul power also spread out, and then she smiled faintly, "Husband, didn't you think highly of that little guy back then? And he even secretly taught him some more advanced swordsmanship? "
When Jian Wushuang opened the Sword Pavilion, he treated almost all the disciples who came to study in the Sword Pavilion equally. The swordsmanship of Kendo was only the most basic, and any disciple in the Sword Pavilion could learn it. However, 30 years ago, he gave special treatment to that little guy and taught him some more advanced swordsmanship.
Of course, to Jian Wushuang, the so-called superior swordsmanship was actually rubbish. However, to the Chaotic Realm and Divine Demon Realm guys in Sword Hall, it was extraordinary.
"That little guy also has some talent in swordsmanship and his strength improved very quickly under my guidance. However, after he broke through to the Ultimate God realm, he left without saying goodbye. Now that he's back, it looks like he has taken his revenge. As for his strength, he has also reached the level of a Grand Ultimate God, which is not bad." Jian Wushuang smiled.
While the two of them were talking, a young man wearing a bamboo hat had arrived at the entrance of the Sword Hall.
Jian Wushuang asked someone to call the young man in.
"Teacher."
The young man's voice was a little hoarse.
"Hu Yang, do you still have me as your teacher in your eyes?" Jian Wushuang glanced at the young man indifferently. Hu Yang was the young man's name.
"I know I was wrong. I don't ask for teacher's forgiveness. I only hope to be able to stay by your side for as long as I live," said Hu Yang respectfully.
"I have many disciples in this Sword Hall, so I don't need you. However, there are too many fallen leaves in my courtyard, so I need someone to clean it up from time to time," said Jian Wushuang.
Hu Yang was stunned for a moment, but then he immediately reacted and said in surprise, "Thank you, teacher."
"Well, looking at you, I'm afraid you've been on the road for a long time. Go to the backyard, clean up your own room, and have a rest," said Leng Rushuang.
"Thank you, Mistress." Hu Yang immediately rushed to the backyard.
After Hu Yang left, Jian Wushuang and Leng Rushuang looked at each other and both of them laughed.
"You have a sharp tongue but a soft heart," Leng Rushuang scolded with a smile.
"This little guy left without saying goodbye. As his teacher, how can I not punish him a little?" Jian Wushuang said.
The two of them chatted with each other and the scene was very warm.
From then on, Hu Yang stayed in the courtyard every day, serving tea and water for Jian Wushuang and his wife and cleaning up the dead leaves in the courtyard.
Half a month later …
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several streams of light came to the door of the Sword Hall and landed directly in the center of the Sword Hall without any notice.
Many disciples who were practicing in the Sword Hall stopped what they were doing and looked at these figures.
Jian Wushuang also came to the Drill Ground.
"May I know what brings you here?" Jian Wushuang looked at the people in front of him calmly.
"Hall Master, do you remember me?"
Among these figures, a young man in a golden robe with an evil charm stepped forward and said with a smile.
"It's you?" Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, "Of course I remember. More than ten years ago, you came to my Sword Hall to learn. However, in just three months, I saw that you were vicious and expelled you from the Sword Hall. Since then, you have nothing to do with the Sword Hall."
Jian Wushuang and his wife had established the Tianhou Sword Hall for more than 50 years. During these 50 years, many young people came to the Sword Hall to learn swordsmanship, including some vermin and scum.
For example, the young man in front of him was vicious and evil. After being seen through by Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang expelled him from the Sword Hall.
Jian Wushuang was actually very merciful to just expel him without any other punishment.
"It's me. I came here today to introduce my new teacher to you." After the young man in the golden robe finished speaking, he looked at a cold old man with squinted eyes.
"You are the Hall Master of the Sword Hall?" A wisp of a fierce light flickered in the gloomy old man's eyes. "Hmph! I heard that you expelled my disciple from the Sword Pavilion over ten years ago and even humiliated him in every possible way. As his teacher, I can't pretend that I don't know anything about this matter. Today, I'll seek justice for him.
As soon as the cold old man said that, many disciples of the Sword Hall immediately understood.
It seemed that the young man in the golden robe was humiliated in the Sword Hall more than ten years ago. Now he had a new teacher and came back to show off.
"Humph, if you want to fight with my teacher, you have to go through me first."
With a cold snort, a figure directly stood in front of Jian Wushuang. It was Hu Yang, who had been serving tea and water to Jian Wushuang and cleaning the courtyard for half a month.
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