Lu Xuan finally defeated the last of the newly minted direct disciples as the crowd discussed among themselves. Su Chuanan's faction was naturally not as powerful as Nangong Shuo's faction, so the number of newly minted direct disciples was also less than that of Nangong Shuo's faction. There were only four.
Previously, Han Feng had obtained seven consecutive victories with Nangong Shuo's help. Now that Lu Xuan had defeated Shi Hao and the other three, it was only four consecutive victories.
According to the usual pattern, after the new direct disciples finished their battles, the last person would take the initiative to withdraw. After all, there were very few new direct disciples who could defeat the veteran direct disciples. It was undoubtedly more dignified to withdraw while maintaining a complete victory record.
However, Lu Xuan still did not move an inch. Although he did not have any time to rest after battling four people consecutively, this bit of consumption was almost a drop in the bucket for him. Since Leng Qingqiu wanted to take him down a notch in the Direct Disciples Battle, then he might as well deliver himself to her doorstep. Lu Xuan also wanted to establish his prowess in this Direct Disciples Battle. Defeating these new direct disciples was just an appetizer.
Seeing that Lu Xuan was still standing in the center of the hall, the veteran direct disciples began to discuss again. There was a trace of disdain and a trace of mockery in their eyes when they looked at Lu Xuan. Obviously, they thought that Lu Xuan was overestimating himself. Originally, they were afraid of Lu Xuan's halo, but after watching Lu Xuan's four battles, they immediately felt that Lu Xuan was only so-so. He might be able to show off his power among the new direct disciples, but in the face of true elites like them, he did not have the slightest ability to resist. It seemed that the previous rumors were not credible.
"The new generation replaces the old. From these new disciples just now, I saw the future of the Profound Ice Pavilion. There are indeed many talented people." Nangong Shuo's calm voice sounded. "The new disciples have finished their martial arts practice. It's time for the other disciples to go up and practice. Let your junior brothers and sisters see your strength."
After Nangong Shuo finished speaking, Lu Xuan directly said, "Disciple also wants to exchange pointers with senior brothers and sisters. I hope that everyone will not be stingy with your guidance."
"Simply overestimating yourself! You actually took the initiative to provoke us. Do you really think that we are something that that group of newly matriculated disciples can compare to? "
"That's right. Looks like we have to go out and teach him a lesson, lest he thinks he's the best in the world."
"Doesn't he like to defeat his opponents in three moves? I think I only need one move to beat him up."
The direct disciples of Nangong Shuo's faction were once again filled with righteous indignation. Every one of them was itching to go out and teach Lu Xuan a harsh lesson the moment Nangong Shuo gave the order.
Nangong Shuo's eyebrows twitched slightly. His aged yet clear eyes looked at Lu Xuan and said, "Martial Nephew Lu's courage is indeed commendable. Which disciple wishes to exchange pointers with Martial Nephew Lu?"
As soon as Nangong Shuo said this, Lu Xuan immediately felt countless fervent gazes on him. It was as if he had suddenly become a piece of delicious cake that everyone wanted to take a bite out of.
All of those disciples were able to tell that Nangong Shuo was displeased, and they also saw through the current situation. Everyone wanted to step on Nangong Shuo a little to gain the favor of the elders.
Very quickly, an elder laughed and said, "It's good for a young man to be motivated. But being too arrogant is a bit too much. It's better to recognize your own strength. Yang Wang, go and exchange pointers with your Junior Brother Lu. Be careful and don't hurt anyone."
Lu Xuan looked at this elder. He remembered that Zhao Bing`er had just introduced him. This person was called Wei Zhengyang and was at the sixth level of the Origin Realm. He was also a staunch supporter of Nangong Shuo's faction.
After Wei Zhengyang finished speaking, an ordinary-looking young man walked out from behind him with a long saber in his arms. Wei Zhengyang was an expert in saber techniques, and most of his disciples were like this as well. This young man lowered his head and seemed to be very low-key. In addition to his ordinary-looking appearance, he was basically the kind of person that would be lost in a crowd. It was likely that he was the Yang Wang that Wei Zhengyang had mentioned.
Walking to the center of the grand hall, Yang Wang lifted his head slightly and looked at Lu Xuan. He said indifferently, "I am Yang Wang, seventh level of the Spirit Refinement Realm."
As he spoke, he didn't even put his hands down. He didn't even bow politely.
Among the direct disciples, other than Leng Qingqiu and Zhao Bing`er, the strongest was Yang Weili. He was only at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Refinement Realm. The rest of the disciples were mostly between the seventh and eighth level of the Spirit Refinement Realm. But to these direct disciples, cultivation level didn't represent strength. It wasn't that they couldn't break through, it was just that they didn't want to break through easily. They had to take each step steadily so that they would be able to walk further in the future.
Lu Xuan met Yang Wang's gaze and realized that although this guy seemed to be low-key, he was actually rather arrogant. Because his eyes were cold, as if he didn't care about anything. His eyes had no focus. Even though he was looking at Lu Xuan, he didn't even look at Lu Xuan. In other words, he looked down on Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a trace of a smile. Looking down on me? Then let's see if you have the qualifications.
"Please enlighten me!" Lu Xuan didn't even bother to call him senior and directly said.
Yang Wang revealed a trace of a cold smile and finally put down his hands that were hugging the long sword. Although he didn't participate in the discussion of the direct disciples, in fact, he also looked down on Lu Xuan. He was a warrior in the seventh level of the Spirit Refinement Realm, and was also one of the best in the Spirit Refinement Realm. He wasn't someone that Han Feng and Du Xiaomao, who had just entered the seventh level of the Spirit Refinement Realm, could compare to. Now that he was asked to deal with Lu Xuan, who was in the fifth level of the Spirit Refinement Realm, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?
Yang Wang didn't draw his sword. He just held the unsheathed long sword and pointed it at Lu Xuan, saying, "Swords have no eyes. In order to avoid harming our friendship, I won't draw my sword. You make your move."
Lu Xuan laughed in his heart. This guy was really ignorant and fearless. Even Lan Duo, who was in the ninth level of the Spirit Refinement Realm, didn't dare to not draw his sword in front of him. However, Lu Xuan naturally didn't bother to remind him. Since he wanted to show off, then Lu Xuan would fulfill his wish.
"Pay attention, I'm going to make my move." Lu Xuan said deliberately.
Yang Wang revealed a trace of disdain. Do I need you to remind me? However, he didn't say anything. He raised his head slightly and signaled for Lu Xuan to make his move.
Although Lu Xuan didn't treat this guy as an opponent, he had the intention of establishing his dominance. How could he hold back? Since this guy was from Nangong Shuo's faction, there was no need for him to save face.
Lu Xuan didn't move from his spot, but he instantly activated his peak sword intent. A sharp aura suddenly exploded from his body. Under the impact of the sword intent, his robes fluttered even though there was no wind. At the same time, the power of the Azure Dragon Bloodline in his body suddenly exploded, and a thick power filled Lu Xuan's body.
Yang Wang could not help but twitch his eyebrows slightly. He had already sensed that something was off. If Lu Xuan had been nothing out of the ordinary before, then at that moment, he immediately turned into a fiery sun, which was very eye-catching.
Without waiting for Yang Wang to make a move, Lu Xuan already made his move!
Although it was called a move, in reality, Lu Xuan still didn't move. He only used sword intent. It wasn't the first time that Lu Xuan used pure sword intent to fight an enemy. Naturally, he couldn't be so careless when facing a strong enemy. Unfortunately, Yang Wang couldn't be considered strong in front of Lu Xuan.
The sharp sword intent instantly swept out, and the Azure Dragon Bloodline in his body also began to boil at this moment. A long sword condensed from sword intent had already appeared in front of Lu Xuan, and then quickly attacked Yang Wang.
The formless sword will instantly turned into an azure dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in the air, roaring as it charged at Yang Wang. Lu Xuan had used the mysteries of the Seven Sword Techniques of the Dragon Transformation Technique in that attack. Furthermore, it was the most powerful move of the Seven Sword Techniques of the Dragon Transformation Technique — the Proud Dragon's Remorse.
The pressure of the Azure Dragon Bloodline was mixed with the peak sword intent, and suddenly, a feeling that made Yang Wang feel uncomfortable. In the past, Lu Xuan still couldn't use the pressure of the Azure Dragon Bloodline, but after practicing the Phoenix Soaring the Ninth Heaven Sword Technique, Lu Xuan could also start to use the pressure of the Azure Dragon Bloodline.
Seeing that Lu Xuan had actually launched such a powerful attack without using his long sword, the eyes of the disciples revealed a trace of shock, and they couldn't help but be a little frightened. Their previous impression of Lu Xuan was instantly overturned at this moment. Who said that Lu Xuan was not strong? He just didn't show it!
As for the four new direct disciples who had just fought with Lu Xuan, they felt even more deeply. They felt that he did not treat them as an opponent at all, and had only been politely exchanging pointers with them. Although they could not see that Lu Xuan's sword intent had already reached the peak, they knew that Lu Xuan's sword intent was extremely powerful. How could an ordinary person be able to transform his sword intent into a shape? When Lu Xuan was exchanging pointers with them, he did not use his sword intent at all. If they were to face this move of Lu Xuan's, forget about withstanding it, it would be good if they could stay alive.
Shi Hao's eyes lit up as he watched. His heart was pounding with peng peng sounds. Just now, he was a bit complacent, thinking that his Immovable Mountain could barely block Lu Xuan's attack. Now, it seemed like that was not the case at all. Lu Xuan's sword intent materialization alone was enough to easily tear apart his defense.
The disdain on Yang Wang's face had long disappeared, and was replaced with a serious expression. He stared at the roaring sword intent dragon in the sky.
"Ha!" Just as the sword intent dragon was flying towards him, Yang Wang shouted and slammed the unsheathed long saber in an attempt to shatter Lu Xuan's attack.
But the Proud Dragon Repents that Lu Xuan had executed with all his might wasn't something that Yang Wang could easily shatter. Even if Lu Xuan didn't use the Shattered Ice Sword, the power was still extremely powerful. Even an Origin Realm expert might not be able to comprehend the pinnacle of sword intent!
As expected, when Yang Wang's saber slashed on the dragon's head, the long saber was ruthlessly rebounded. If it wasn't for Yang Wang's strength, this saber would have hit his head instead. Although he could control the saber in his hand, he couldn't control the sword intent dragon that was attacking with all its might.
Yang Wang was shocked. He never expected Lu Xuan's sword intent to be this powerful. Just with the pure power of sword intent, he was able to deflect his attack. Now that he no longer looked down on Lu Xuan, he didn't care about anything else and just wanted to block this move.
Yang Wang's legs suddenly exerted force, and he quickly retreated. He barely managed to pull some distance away, but the sword intent dragon didn't stop and continued to attack ferociously.
At this moment, the thought of not drawing his saber had long been thrown away. With a swoosh sound, a bright saber light appeared, and the sharp blade suddenly slashed on the dragon's head!
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