After learning from Li Luoqiu that the Xiao family also had assassins, Jun Changxiao bit his thumb and fell into deep thought.
When Liyang City was attacked by assassins, his previous judgment was that the Bei family and the Xiao family were involved. Later, when he saw the Bei family's token, he temporarily excluded the Xiao family.
Why?
Because Jun Changxiao felt that this kind of obvious exposure of the Bei family's identity would easily make people think that it was a frame-up.
At that time, during the sect competition, the behavior of the Xiao family's higher-ups and direct descendants, anyone with a normal brain would definitely guess that they were the ones who framed them.
Jun Changxiao excluded the Xiao family to avoid being deliberately used by people with ulterior motives. But now that he knew that there were assassins in the Xiao family, he had to think carefully.
"Let's assume that the assassins were sent by the Xiao family."
"In order to clear their suspicion, they deliberately carried the Bei family's token and created the illusion that someone was framing them?"
Damn it.
If that was the case, it was definitely a psychological war!
"Or is it that the ambush was done by someone else and they deliberately framed the Bei and Xiao families?"
Jun Changxiao's mind was in a bit of a mess.
"Phew!"
He took a deep breath and said, "Hall Master Li, I'll give you your first mission now."
Li Luoqiu listened.
Jun Changxiao thought for a while and said, "Send someone to Liyang City to monitor the Bei and Xiao families' movements, especially the Xiao family's Great Elder."
He did not care whether it was a psychological war or not. If it was really them, they would definitely be exposed.
"Only watching people and not killing people?" Li Luoqiu asked.
"Yes."
"Understood."
Killing people was troublesome, but watching people was easy.
Li Luoqiu handed the matter over to Viper. The latter hurriedly returned to the Drizzle Hall, selected a few gold medal assassins who were good at hiding, and then left the sect for Liyang City.
The role of the Drizzle Hall had already been shown.
"Sect Master."
Li Luoqiu smiled and said, "Do you have time to teach me how to use the spear?"
…
Back mountain.
Jun Changxiao's left and right hands moved in slow motion as he poured the spiritual energy from the crystal core into the notch of the Desert Eagle he had just bought. Then, he loaded the gun and removed the baffle from the hammer. "Did you see it clearly?"
"Yes," Li Luoqiu said.
She took out the Desert Eagle and followed the Sect Master's instructions. She loaded the gun and removed all the safety mechanisms.
"Boom!"
He pulled the trigger, and a stream of light flew out.
It accurately hit a fruit on a tree dozens of meters away!
Li Luoqiu, a fifth-grade Martial Master, could withstand the recoil, so his arm was not injured at all.
Sect Leader Jun was dumbfounded. "Fire again for me to see."
"Boom!"
Li Luoqiu knocked the fruit hanging on the branch next to her.
"Amazing, amazing!" Jun Changxiao exclaimed.
He wasn't praising Li Luoqiu's marksmanship, but the vibration caused by the woman's shot had caused her chest to bounce.
"Fire again, let me see!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Li Luoqiu fired two shots in succession, and her body shook.
Sure enough … a woman with good stuff has such a strong impact when firing a shot.
Li Luoqiu withdrew her gun and found that the Sect Leader's eyes were looking at something wrong. She frowned. "Where are you looking?"
"Uh."
Jun Changxiao hurriedly raised his head and sighed. "The sky is very blue, and very big."
Li Luoqiu said, "Earlier outside the headquarters, the Sect Leader used another type of God Powered Handgun. Can I try it?"
"Yes."
Jun Changxiao called Xiao Ziji over and threw the Type 88 sniper rifle to her. Then, he taught her how to adjust the crosshairs of the 8x scope and how to shoot after crouching down.
"Understood." Li Luoqiu said.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Jun Changxiao and Xiao Ziji both retreated far away.
"Sect Leader, are we not letting her wear shoulder pads?"
"Hall Master Li is a fifth-grade Martial Master. She can definitely withstand the recoil."
"That makes sense."
The two looked at each other and were stunned in the next second.
Because Li Luoqiu did not crouch down according to the previous instructions. Instead, she directly raised her head and looked at the 8x scope with one eye. Obviously, she was going to shoot while standing!
A slender woman holding a Type 88 sniper rifle in the middle of the grass. The scene was quite beautiful.
"Hall Master Li, don't …"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Li Luoqiu fired two shots in a row. The bullets burst out and shattered the rocks a few hundred meters away. The recoil shook her body up and sent her flying backward.
"Whoosh!"
Jun Changxiao came to the falling position and opened his arms to catch her. His heart collapsed. "This woman didn't have enough fun after shooting once. She shot twice!"
"Plop."
Li Luoqiu fell to the ground with her spear in the shape of a swastika.
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched. "Hall Master Li, I'm sorry. I misjudged and missed half a step. I didn't catch you!"
… …
Li Luoqiu felt that it was indecent to shoot while crouching down, so she stood and fired two shots. It was decent, but the price was that her shoulders and arms were numb from the recoil for an entire night.
The next day.
The disciples did morning exercises and cultivated as usual.
The five disciples who had just entered the sect also began to either become stronger or lead a miserable life in the sect.
The most tragic one was Li Fei. He was kicked to the sky by Li Fei's happy football.
Sun Bukong and Sima Zhongda squatted in the distance. They looked at the guy who entered with them lying on the training field with his limbs spread out. They were so scared that they trembled.
The only female among the five new disciples, Ling Yuanxue was the happiest. Because the senior sisters were very enthusiastic and chatted with her, her originally shy personality gradually relaxed.
"Qingyang."
Jun Changxiao stood outside the main hall and glanced at the disciples one by one. "Where's Zhou Hong?"
Li Qingyang said, "Sect Master, this junior brother is a bit strange. After entering the sect, he has been motionless in the inner courtyard training field. He didn't even answer when I spoke to him."
"Is that so?"
Jun Changxiao went to the inner courtyard.
On the small training field, Zhou Hong, who had not changed out of his school uniform, stood proudly. He held a sword in one hand and put the other on the hilt. His head was slightly lowered, and his black hair spread out.
This was a standard sword move. Because he was motionless, he was like a stone statue.
Li Qingyang whispered, "Sect Master, he has been standing since dinner yesterday. He has been standing for the whole night."
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "This person is indeed a bit strange."
"Clang —"
Suddenly, Zhou Hong's sword was unsheathed. Rays of sword light appeared around him and intertwined, instantly forming an inescapable net.
"Damn!"
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang widened their eyes.
"Clang!"
The sword was sheathed, and the sword energy dissipated.
The sword was drawn and sheathed. It was really fast!
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang only heard the sound of the sword being drawn and sheathed. They did not see the sword being drawn and sheathed at all!
What was even more ridiculous was that the leaves that were originally floating around Zhou Hong were not cut by the sword light. They finally fell slowly on the stone floor.
So fast, so much sword energy spread out, but it did not cut through the leaves that fell. He was definitely a — Master of Body Tracing!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew.
The leaves under Zhou Hong's feet were blown up. Then, in the process of flying away, they disintegrated into strips and stuck to Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang's faces.
This … was not Body Tracing.
This was because the fallen leaves were swept by the sword energy, but because the sword energy was too fast, there was no time to cut through them!
Pushing aside the leaves that were blocking their eyes, Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang exclaimed in unison, "Expert, expert, expert!"
Ye Xingchen also witnessed the scene of Zhou Hong unsheathing and sheathing his sword in the distant wing of the disciples. He murmured, "To strike twenty-three times in one breath, this child must have comprehended the Fast Realm of the Sword Doctrine. He is a rare seedling of the Sword Doctrine."
"What a pity."
He shook his head and said, "Although the Iron Bone has miraculous physical body and fist techniques, as well as spiritual martial arts, there are no high-quality sword techniques. Cultivating here is equivalent to wasting one's life."
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