Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
According to this rule, every time one comprehended a Heavenly Book a hundred times, one would obtain an Open Heavenly Book.
However, he was a little stingy this time and only rewarded him with a "Go".
A hundred times wasn't a short amount of time … It wasn't as if he could reach a hundred times just by casually flipping through it.
Boom!
Boom!
There was a commotion outside.
Before Lu Zhou could ask, a voice rang in the air.
"Pavilion Master, Mr. Eighth seems to have broken through."
"Got it."
Lu Zhou stood up slowly and walked out of the eastern pavilion with his hands on his back.
However, he was speechless.
Could it be that it was easier to break through like this? Zhao Yue had always stayed on the mountain. After she returned to the Evil Sky Pavilion, he had given her many pointers. He had even purged the cold poison from her body. Logically speaking, with a master like him guiding her, she should have been able to break through faster. However, Old Eighth had beaten her to it.
…
At the same time, in the Cave of Reflection.
Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth, looked excited as he looked at the Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar he had painstakingly formed.
Although she had yet to sprout a leaf and was shorter than him, she was still a Hundred Tribulations Insight expert …
The bald golden lotus was pleasing to the eye no matter how one looked at it.
"Thank you for your guidance, Second Senior Brother!" Zhu Honggong bowed deeply at Yu Shangrong.
Yu Shangrong sat on the stone bench. He placed his left hand on the Longevity Sword on the stone table. He smiled faintly and said, "You're quite talented. Although the cultivation method you've cultivated before this isn't right, it has helped you store a large amount of Primal Qi. The zen tunic has helped you a lot."
"You're right, Second Senior Brother … In my opinion, Second Senior Brother is the strongest!" Zhu Honggong flattered Zhu Honggong.
Yu Shangrong glanced at him and said indifferently, "Is that so?"
Zhu Honggong hastily said, "I, Old Eighth, am telling the truth from the bottom of my heart … Second Senior Brother, please don't make fun of me. Even with my brain, I can't deceive you … "
While Zhu Honggong continued to flatter Zhu Honggong …
"Greetings, Second Senior Brother." Duanmu Sheng stood outside the Cave of Reflection with the Overlord Spear in his hand.
Meanwhile.
Leng Luo, Hua Wudao, Hua Yuexing, Pan Litian, and the others appeared curiously near the Cave of Reflection.
As a guest, Duan Xing could only watch from afar.
It was practically impossible to say that he wasn't curious about such a shocking genius in the Sword Dao.
Coincidentally, he saw Duanmu Sheng walking up to the Cave of Reflection and bowing.
"Third Junior Brother … you're the same as before."
Yu Shangrong appeared at the entrance of the Cave of Reflection. He crossed his arms and greeted Yu Shangrong.
Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists at Yu Shangrong again and said, "I heard from Pan Zhong that master has captured Second Senior Brother alive and imprisoned him in the Cave of Reflection. As your junior brother, how can I not greet you?"
There was a hidden meaning in his words.
On the surface, he was respectful and courteous.
But it felt like it was a little teasing.
Not far away, when Pan Zhong heard this, he staggered …
Am I f * cking easy?
I was kind enough to inform everyone, but why did my words change when it came to Mister Third?
Pan Litian grabbed Pan Zhong's arm and said resentfully, "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid … Ol, Old Pan. This … this is Mister Second we're talking about, "Pan Zhong said without much confidence.
"I know." Pan Litian looked over.
"Aren't you scared at all?"
"I wouldn't say that I'm afraid … However, who wouldn't respect an expert?" Pan Litian said.
"…"
I'm afraid it's enough for you to make it sound so grand. Pan Zhong rolled his eyes at him and didn't say another word.
However, when he thought about it, he realized that Pan Litian had traveled far and wide and had gone through many life-and-death situations. He had even entered the Blackwood Forest.
Pan Zhong had been with Pan Litian lately, and he had heard Pan Litian boasting about his past.
…
Yu Shangrong smiled and said, "Third Junior Brother, you're much stronger than before."
"Thanks to master's guidance, I've made some progress," Duanmu Sheng said.
"How many leaves?"
"I've just reached the Three-leaf stage."
"Congratulations."
Duanmu Sheng said, "I heard from Pan Zhong that Second Senior Brother's cultivation base has been sealed … I'd like to spar with you, Second Senior Brother."
Recently, he had been training under the waterfall strictly according to his master's instructions.
He did not even use his Primal Qi.
The only thing he lacked was a sparring partner.
He could forget about the old fellows from the Old Age Pavilion. Without Primal Qi, he could easily knock them out with a single punch.
No matter how much he trained, he would not be able to hold back if he did not have a sparring partner.
When he heard that his Second Senior Brother had returned and his cultivation base was sealed, Duanmu Sheng immediately rushed over.
Even if he knew he would lose, he still wanted to try.
Hua Wudao said with a sigh, "Duanmu Sheng's temper … It's a long story."
Hua Yuexing mumbled, "It seems like Mister Third hasn't sparred with you in a long time."
"Ahem …" Hua Wudao's face stiffened, and he coughed a few times.
"What happened to you?"
"I'm fine."
Meanwhile.
Yu Shangrong studied Duanmu Sheng and said gently, "Listen to my advice. You're still very weak."
"If we don't try, how will we know if he's weak or not?" Duanmu Sheng raised his Overlord Spear and said with a clang, "I won't take advantage of you. I won't use my Primal Qi during the spar."
At this moment, Zhu Honggong walked to the Cave of Reflection.
He hurriedly waved his hands. "Senior Brothers, there's no need for this!"
"Old Eighth, go away." Duanmu Sheng did not even spare Zhu Honggong a glance.
Yu Shangrong shook his head and said with a sigh, "Alright."
He raised his Longevity Sword and raised his thumb.
Zeng!
He unsheathed his Longevity Sword with his left hand and flicked it at the barrier.
The barrier opened.
Yu Shangrong walked out just like that.
When Pan Litian saw this, he nodded.
Pan Litian nodded and praised, "I share the same thoughts."
"What's so special about it?"
"When a weapon's compatibility with its master is perfect, it'll be able to control it down to the finest detail … If it's also well-versed in Formations, it'll be easy for it to find an opening in the barrier and enter," Pan Litian said.
Pan Litian had told Little Yuan 'er about this before.
Yu Shangrong walked out of the Cave of Reflection.
He walked up to Duanmu Sheng.
They walked very close, almost half a foot apart.
In terms of height, Yu Shangrong was slightly taller.
Yu Shangrong was more slender while Duanmu Sheng was more muscular.
The closer he got, the more obvious it was.
As the saying went, those who were skilled were bold. Yu Shangrong was like that.
He clearly did not have any Primal Qi, and yet, he had the courage to stand half a foot away from Duanmu Sheng.
As expected …
Duanmu Sheng took a step back.
"Second Senior Brother, please enlighten me." Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists.
"There's no need for such formalities in a spar between fellow disciples."
Yu Shangrong was nonchalant. He stabbed his sword into the ground and looked at Duanmu Sheng calmly.
Duanmu Sheng was infuriated by Yu Shangrong's attitude.
He no longer wasted his breath. He raised his Overlord Spear and thrust it forward.
Spear techniques and sword techniques were similar. The Divine One Technique was a combination of sword techniques and sword techniques.
Indeed, it was rare for someone to be able to wield the Overlord Spear to this realm with just his physical strength.
Yu Shangrong did not move from his spot.
Swoosh!
The tip of the spear gleamed coldly.
Yu Shangrong turned slightly and raised his hand.
His right index and middle fingers appeared before his nose. Bam!
He caught the tip of the Overlord Spear with brute force!
The others exclaimed in shock. 'How's that possible?'
Then, Yu Shangrong pulled back.
Duanmu Sheng lunged forward. Yu Shangrong shot forward and struck with his palm.
Bam!
Duanmu Sheng's expression changed slightly. He retreated from the force.
At the same time, Yu Shangrong said slowly, "Strength is greater than technique, and combat is less than experience … Junior brother, you're still lacking."
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