Yu Shangrong stood still.
All the disciples took a deep breath. Were they ready to destroy his heart?
"Do you know how you lost?" Lu Zhou asked.
Yu Shangrong shook his head to indicate that he did not know.
Lu Zhou paced around and said, "The Guiyuan Sword Technique is a good sword technique, and there's nothing wrong with cultivating it. However, if you're too conservative, you'll only be restrained."
Yu Shangrong looked up in shock.
Lu Zhou continued to speak.
"I was the one who taught you the Guiyuan Sword Technique. The myriad changes of the sword technique are all within my expectations. If you don't lose, who will? "
So that was how it was.
Everyone nodded.
Realization dawned on Yu Shangrong.
In truth, it would have been difficult for anyone else to defeat Yu Shangrong. He knew his master knew the Guiyuan Sword Technique too well. It was a terrible feeling to be seen through before he even drew his sword.
He would rather spar with his eldest senior brother than compete with his master. This was because he understood his eldest senior brother's Great Dark Heaven Memorial. Since they both understood each other, it would be more fair.
"Yu Shangrong," Lu Zhou replied.
"Your disciple is here."
"With your attainments in the Sword Dao, try creating your own."
"Self-created?" Yu Shangrong felt enlightened. "Thank you for the guidance, master!"
These two words were like a shot of adrenaline, causing his entire body to shatter!
Yu Zhenghai walked over and sighed inwardly. 'Second Junior Brother sure is pitiful. He's already in this state, but he's still forcing himself to smile …'
"Second Junior Brother, are you alright? Master is doing this for your own good. "
Yu Shangrong replied, "You worry too much, Eldest Senior Brother. Being defeated in the way of the sword meant that there was still room for improvement. If you ignore the difference in Sword Dao for the sake of so-called dignity, then you're a fool. "
"…"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the side.
He swept his gaze over his fellow disciples and said, "Do you all understand?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhu Honggong, Mingshi Yin, and the others nodded.
Could he say that he didn't understand?
Yu Shangrong nodded in satisfaction and walked to the side.
Lu Zhou continued to wield the wooden staff.
Meng Changdong observed Yu Zhenghai's reaction. He prepared another pile of wooden sticks and handed one to Yu Zhenghai respectfully.
Yu Zhenghai said, "I don't need it. Master, I will use my palm as a blade. "
Lu Zhou nodded approvingly. "Good."
As soon as he finished speaking, he charged forward.
His first move was the Great Dark Heavenly Palm. The palm imprint arrived and slashed down in a straight line.
Lu Zhou dodged to the side.
When the energy saber struck the ground, it suddenly released starlight that filled the sky.
Yu Zhenghai was surprised that Yu Shangrong had come up with a new technique after suffering a setback from his old technique.
However, as soon as the energy sabers appeared, Lu Zhou leaped up and pressed his palm down.
"A palm technique?" Yu Zhenghai's eyes widened.
He thought to himself, Master, you're cheating! Didn't they agree on saber techniques?
The palm print covered a radius of a hundred meters. No matter how big the martial arts field was, it would be difficult to withstand Qian Jie's palm print.
Was this magnificent palm print going to tear down the Imperial City?
While he was in a daze.
The palm seal suddenly dispersed and transformed into energy sabers.
"The Dark Heaven Starlight?" Yu Zhenghai was puzzled.
The windmill spun and fell.
Yu Zhenghai brandished countless palm blades in an attempt to defend himself. Bam! Bam!
Bam! The sparring between the two of them was much more intense than Yu Shangrong's. Yu Zhenghai was a straightforward person to begin with. He did not have exquisite techniques. He raised his hand and shot out energy in all directions. It seemed as though he could sweep through everything.
The others retreated.
Bam! Bam!
The Dark Heaven Starlight was sliced apart by Yu Zhenghai's palm blades and fell to the ground.
Yu Zhenghai blocked the wave of Dark Heaven Starlight. He was secretly delighted. 'I blocked the Great Dark Heaven Memorial. I'm stronger than Second Junior Brother, right?'
He could not help but turn around and smile at the others.
At this moment, Lu Zhou's voice rang in the air. "You're too distracted."
The descending Dark Heaven Starlight suddenly converged and shot toward Yu Zhenghai when it was about to hit the ground.
The martial arts field was filled with afterimages and energy sabers.
"Eldest Senior Brother, you can do it!"
Little Yuan 'er shouted. Then, she covered her eyes with her hands and watched the battle through the gaps between her fingers.
It was a familiar scene, a familiar smell … The two afterimages fought wildly.
About 15 minutes later.
The energy dissipated.
The two of them separated, one on the left and the other on the right.
The others rubbed their eyes and looked at Yu Zhenghai.
There was only one word to describe it: tragic.
His robe was shredded into shreds. Not a single part of it was intact.
Even his boots were shredded into shreds.
His robes fluttered in the wind.
"Eldest … Eldest Senior Brother … I'm … sorry … I couldn't help it …" Zhu Honggong clutched his stomach and tried to hold back his laughter.
"Hm?" Yu Zhenghai turned around and glared at Lu Zhou. His laughter stopped abruptly.
Zhu Honggong stood at attention and lowered his head to look at the ground.
Lu Zhou was unscathed.
Yu Zhenghai had three Birth Charts now. His cultivation base was not as profound as Yu Shangrong's. Hence, Lu Zhou was a little more ruthless.
"Although the Great Dark Heaven Memorial's movements are grand, it's not without details," Lu Zhou said.
"Thank you for the reminder, master." Yu Zhenghai glanced at Yu Shangrong out of the corner of his eye. A smile appeared on Second Senior Brother's face.
"Your mastery of the Great Dark Heaven Memorial is quite profound. You're on par with Second Senior Brother. There's no need for you to bind yourself to the Great Dark Heaven Memorial from now on," Lu Zhou said.
Although Yu Zhenghai had lost completely, Lu Zhou's words were praise and encouragement.
"Understood!" Yu Zhenghai was overjoyed. He bowed respectfully.
Lu Zhou noticed the names' Paragon of All Ages' and 'Mentor and Helpful Friend' were flashing on the dashboard.
This meant that even if Yu Zhenghai was no longer his master, he could still continue to teach him. The only difference was that he would not be able to earn merit points from teaching Yu Zhenghai anymore.
His disciples were just sighing in relief when Lu Zhou said, "Since everyone's here, how can I hold back? All of you, come at me at once. "
Zhu Honggong, Mingshi Yin, Conch, and Little Yuan 'er. "?"
'Master, we're just here to watch the show!'
"What are you waiting for?" Lu Zhou raised his palm. A wooden staff hovered in the air. Energy seals formed into millions that hovered in the air and covered the entire area.
The four elders, the left and right emissaries, and the protectors were stunned.
Shortly after, a series of wails, screams, and cries for mercy rang in the air.
This went on for an hour.
When he saw that it was about to end, Pan Litian grinned and said, "It's going much smoother than I expected. The pavilion master seems to be in a good mood as well. Guardians, you must seize this opportunity to learn from him about your cultivation experiences."
"Brother Yan, I have something to do. Goodbye." Lu Li left quickly.
Yan Zhenluo cupped his hands towards the four elders and said: "I also have something to do. See you later."
Pan Litian. "…"
The other three patriarchs turned around but Lu Li and Yan Zhenluo were nowhere to be seen.
An hour later.
The Evil Sky Pavilion disciples left the training field with bruised and swollen faces. They returned to their rooms.
…
In the evening, at the Hall of Nourishment.
After disciplining his disciples, Lu Zhou was reminded of Duanmu Sheng.
Even now, they still had no clue. It was inevitable for them to worry.
As soon as he returned to the Nourishment Hall, he sat down cross-legged.
He silently recited the Heavenly Book's supernatural power.
He closed his eyes, and the Taixuan Power entered his eyes.
Finally, an image appeared before his eyes.
It was an island, a huge island in the middle of a lake.
Lu Wu sat in front of him and stared at Duanmu Sheng.
It opened its mouth, and a cloud of white mist enveloped Duanmu Sheng.
The scene was cut off.
"Hm?
What's going on? "
Lu Zhou called up the system dashboard and glanced at it. Duanmu Sheng's column was flashing with notifications. Target's loyalty: 0.
It was not hatred, but loyalty: 0.
What happened to Duanmu Sheng?
Lu Zhou was still puzzled when another scene appeared.
Loyalty: + 5%.
Loyalty: -5%.
The cycle repeated again and again. Eventually, the screen was plunged into darkness.
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