Chapter 752
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The battle was not as intense as expected. The victor was decided after a few rounds.
The energy sword-like lotus leaves shot past Zhang Shaoqing's body. If they were half an inch closer, he would have been wounded.
Zhang Shaoqing could not accept this outcome. He did not understand why Yu Shangrong's avatar did not have a Golden Lotus. He could not accept the fact that a Nine-leaf cultivator had lost to an Eight-leaf cultivator. This was a great humiliation.
Hence, he said gruffly, "Again!"
His voice boomed.
The Longevity Sword flew back into its scabbard. Yu Shangrong smiled faintly. "I've never been good at sparring. If this were a real fight, you'd be dead under my sword. “
"You … I mean it when I say again!" “
Zhang Shaoqing's sword buzzed.
Yu Shangrong ignored him and returned to the battlefield.
The victor had been decided. It would be boring and boring to continue sparring.
Yu Shangrong's indifferent attitude infuriated Zhang Shaoqing.
Thousands upon thousands of energy swords shot out from the sword in his hand toward Yu Shangrong's back.
"Impudent!"
Sikong Beichen waved his arm lightly.
A gust of wind swept past the thousands upon thousands of energy swords and sent Zhang Shaoqing flying. He flipped several times in the air before he managed to stabilize himself.
Zhang Shaoqing was horrified.
The temple master's attack was like a bucket of cold water that calmed him down. He finally realized how foolish and narrow-minded he was. As a Nine-leaf cultivator, how could he make such a foolish mistake?
"Forgive me, Temple Master! I … I … "Zhang Shaoqing's face was flushed red. He was speechless.
The five First Seats were not young. It was difficult for them to understand why they would behave like young people. It was not a big deal for them to admit defeat. However, now that they had lost the sparring match and their opponent, they were utterly humiliated.
Although he was old, he was no different from a young man before Lu Zhou and Sikong Beichen.
"You'll be grounded for a month and reflect on your mistakes," Sikong Beichen said calmly without losing his dignity.
Lu Zhou said, "Victory and defeat are common in war.
"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. It's a good thing for young people to be competitive, as it can help them improve. However, they mustn't be blinded by their desire to win. "
Sikong Beichen nodded. "Aren't you going to thank Brother Lu?"
"Thank you, old senior. You're magnanimous. I … I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed …" Zhang Shaoqing's expression was one of embarrassment.
Zhang Shaoqing landed respectfully.
Yu Shangrong's gaze was indifferent.
"The Way of the Sword is divided into four levels. The Sword of the Commoner can be used by any ordinary person. The Sword of the Marquis is used for bravery and strength. The Sword of the Son of Heaven is used for the Marquis to subdue the Marquis and make the world submit to them. The last level is the Sword of All Creation, the Swordless Dao. Even though the power of your sword was strong, you overemphasized its power and underestimated your opponent. He had too much power, but not enough for actual combat. If I'm not wrong, you rarely experience life and death. "
Without waiting for Zhang Shaoqing's reply, Yu Shangrong continued to speak.
"Your sword lacks the comprehension of life and death. It lacks killing intent."
Only an expert who often walked on the edge of a blade would know how to survive and find a chance of survival under every move and style.
When Zhang Shaoqing heard this, realization dawned on him. He cupped his fists at Yu Shangrong. "I've been enlightened."
Indeed, he had not experienced too many life-or-death situations. As the Ninth Temple's last First Seat, he controlled the Mystery Temple.
Yu Shangrong said no more.
Sikong Beichen was amused by this explanation. He said, "This is the first time I've heard of a sword being divided into four grades since I started cultivating the sword path. Young man, what grade is your Sword Dao? "
Yu Shangrong replied, "My Sword Dao is only at the second grade. I like to fight bravely. I'm bound by my own limitations. I'm afraid it'll be difficult for me to achieve a breakthrough … "
Lu Zhou glanced at Yu Shangrong.
His expression did not change much. He was as calm as an old dog.
'I can only make up more theories about the Sword Dao that I came up with.'
Sikong Beichen nodded and said, "Your cultivation base on the Sword Dao has already surpassed Zhang Shaoqing, and yet, it's only at the second grade?"
Yu Shangrong nodded lightly. "There's no limit to the Sword Dao."
At this moment, the sun was setting in the west.
The night breeze blew.
The Peace Hall's First Seat, Yao Qingquan, bowed and said, "Temple Master, I'll prepare the Daoist veins and tidy up."
"No."
Sikong Beichen raised his hand.
"Temple Master?"
Sikong Beichen pushed away from the ground lightly. His body moved like a willow catkin as he flew out.
As he flew out, a Ten-leaf lotus bloomed.
His avatar appeared before vanishing as well.
The beasts in the sky seemed to have seen a delicious meal. They charged toward Sikong Beichen in a frenzy.
The members of the Ninth Temple were not worried about Sikong Beichen's safety.
He took the initiative to attract the beasts.
Their numbers were unimaginable. They blotted out the sky.
In the eyes of the beasts, a Ten-leaf cultivator was undoubtedly more delicious and attractive than a Nine-leaf cultivator.
Just when the beasts were about to pounce, Sikong Beichen raised two fingers.
He condensed an energy sword between his fingers and waved it casually.
The energy sword fell like snow.
It pierced the beasts' bodies.
His speed was neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow.
Lu Zhou felt as though Sikong Beichen's energy sword had been slowed down. The beasts' speed and the timing of the energy sword's descent seemed to have been rehearsed. It struck the beasts with unerring accuracy.
The others were shocked by this.
"Is this the Ten-leaf sword path?" Yu Shangrong exclaimed in shock.
"In your opinion, what grade is my sword path?" Sikong Beichen asked.
Yu Shangrong was not stingy with his praise. "The son of heaven's sword."
There were not many people in the world who could earn Yu Shangrong's praise. Sikong Beichen raised his hand. He did not use any weapons. He condensed an energy sword between his fingers and channeled the Primal Qi in the surroundings into energy. This method was enough to rule the world.
Sikong Beichen raised his right hand and asked in confusion, "Shouldn't it be using all creation as a sword?"
As the Temple Master of the Ninth Temple, he was peerless in the eyes of others.
His sword path was supposed to be of the highest grade.
He did not expect Yu Shangrong to only give him a third-grade evaluation.
The wind grew stronger and howled loudly.
The howling wind did not stop their conversation.
Yu Shangrong smiled faintly. "All creation can be used as a sword. The swordless path. Five fingers count as a sword as well. "
It was already difficult to channel energy swords without using a weapon. It would be even more difficult if nothing was used.
Sikong Beichen nodded. He thought Lu Zhou's words made sense. He said, "The path of cultivation involves channeling Primal Qi into the body and channeling it into energy. Primal Qi counts as a sword as well. With that, nobody in the world can reach the swordless path. Brother Lu … "
He looked at Lu Zhou.
He saw Lu Zhou's eyes were staring ahead. There was nothing there.
Lu Zhou followed Sikong Beichen's gaze.
The five First Seats, Xia Changqiu, and Tian Buji looked at him.
Lu Zhou no longer stroked his beard. He placed one hand on his back while the other hovered in front of him as though he had frozen.
"Master?" Little Yuan 'er noticed something was amiss. She walked up to her master and tugged at the corner of his sleeve.
Alas, Lu Zhou did not react.
Little Yuan 'er was the only one present who was bold enough to tug at her master's sleeve.
Little Yuan 'er walked up to her master. Due to her height, she bounced up and down as she called out, "Master?"
The beasts in the sky chattered incessantly.
Yao Qingquan said again, "I'll activate the Daoist veins now."
The wind raged and agitated the beasts in the sky. Sikong Beichen nodded.
They descended slowly.
"Brother Lu?" Sikong Beichen frowned slightly.
"Ding! You've comprehended a new sword path, Calm Disturbance."
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