A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 71

I saw Song Wen and his friends before I got to the gate of Tianxinzong.

They stood under the stone statue on the west side of the gate, wearing feather fans and scarves, with their heads held high, talking and laughing with each other in twos and threes.

I guess the reason for choosing this place is because it is conspicuous enough. With the statue of the founder of Tianxinzong, it is easy to be seen at a glance. This also conveys Song Wen's fearless attitude towards this battle from the side. .

And why they didn't choose the more conspicuous main entrance, it was because they didn't want to cause trouble for other people who came in and out of the sect.

This is the style of a typical family child.

I don't hate this. In fact, after I sent a letter to Song Wen, I went directly to Kunpeng without waiting for his reply, because I knew very well that he would not refuse.

Although no one stipulates that they must fight after receiving the letter of war, but for people like Song Wen, they were born with a golden spoon in their mouths and enjoyed all the conveniences provided by the family. Naturally, they have to pay a little price for the family's reputation. and fight.

I call this the celebrity tax.

And I knew from the first time I met him that although he appeared modest and bright, he was actually a very proud person deep down.

And he certainly didn't disappoint me.

Even though he knew that I was here to challenge him, he still nodded to me after seeing me, and asked me, "Have you just arrived in the sea of ​​clouds? Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I can wait and wait for you." We'll fight after eating."

I said, "No, I've already stuffed my stomach before I came here. Anyway, it will end soon, and it won't be too late to eat."

Song Wen's expression changed slightly after hearing what I said. Before he could say anything, the people around him began to yell, shouting things like "Brother Song, let me teach this rude guy a lesson!" face, you don’t have to be polite to him anymore!” and so on.

All of them stared at me with hostile eyes.

Song Wen raised his hand to silence those people, and then he looked at me again, without the usual warm expression on his face, and said seriously.

"Zhang Xiaotian, right? If you are really a man, you should know how to respect women and their choices. The relationship between you and Susu is over. If I win this battle, I hope you can promise me something The thing is, from now on, don't pester Susu again."

I said, "You misunderstood, it has nothing to do with Susu when I come to fight with you."

Song Wen sneered, "You are quite boring, you still say such things at such a time, do you dare to do it or not?"

I shrugged, "Believe it or not, I just fought this fight for myself, and whether I win or lose, I have nothing to do with Susu."

Song Wen shook his head, "It doesn't matter, just remember what you said, if you have no problem, let's do it now."

Perhaps because they sensed the tense atmosphere between me and Song Wen, the disciples of the nearby Tianxin Sect began to gather here intentionally or unintentionally.

Especially when someone recognized Song Wen, the senior brother of Qingxue Peak, there were more people watching the excitement, no less than when I stood with flowers for punishment that day.

I glanced at the crowd around me, but I didn't see Susu's figure inside.

As for the Black Mountain old demon, she was there, waved at me, and wanted to come over, but the group of melon eaters had already surrounded Song Wen and me, with three floors inside and three floors outside, leaving only one piece measuring three feet square As the place where Song Wen and I competed, it was not easy for her to squeeze in.

I thought about it, after all, she lives nearby, maybe she might meet Song Wen and others in the future, there is no need to cause her trouble, so I just greeted her and gestured for her to stay where she was. Land, don't worry, just watch me fight.

I wanted to put Mickey Mouse aside, but she squatted on my shoulder and refused to come down.

I thought that the place we were going to be in the future would be much more dangerous than here, and it would be better for her to get used to it earlier, so I poked her twice and saw that she still didn't want to move her butt, so I gave up and took out my newly bought long sword , opened the mouth and said, "Qing Yunzong, Zhang Xiaotian, please advise."

Song Wen also pulled out the long sword at his waist, and said in a deep voice, "Tianxinzong, Song Wen, offended."

After speaking, he stepped forward and attacked me.

Song Wen probably got the news about me from Susu, he didn't pay much attention to me, he just wanted to end this farce in his eyes as quickly as possible.

So he drew his sword fast and swiftly.

It's just that this is not the swordsmanship he majors in. Every move and style is very powerful when viewed separately, but it looks a bit jerky when put together. The transition is not smooth enough and full of flaws.

In the end, he couldn't hold it back, and found an opportunity to use the Qixing Sword's starting move—Galaxy Rewind.

The next moment, the long sword in my hand was on Song Wen's neck.

Song Wen's movements froze immediately, as if he still couldn't accept the reality in front of him, his handsome face was full of bewilderment and disbelief.

I kindly reminded, "Don't underestimate the enemy, I've already condensed my pulse, and things like this will happen if I don't make up my mind, forget it the first time, and I won't be merciful in the future, come on, Let's fight again."

As I said that, I retracted the long sword in my hand.

Song Wen blushed, not knowing whether he was ashamed or angry by me, even the hand holding the sword trembled.

But when he took a few deep breaths, he managed to calm down.

He obviously also realized that he was ashamed just now, but it's too late to say anything harsh at this moment, the only way for him to regain face is to beat me in the next competition.

After figuring this out, Song Wen became much more stable when he used his sword again.

Seven points on the defensive and three points on the offensive, not seeking merit but seeking no faults, focusing on probing, making it clear that I want to find out my depth first.

I have fought with him for about forty moves. I don't know what he knows about me. Anyway, his swordsmanship has been dismantled by me in sevens and eighties.

Song Wen's strength was not bad among the pulse condensing stage monks, and he and Chang Wuji should be on par.

It's a pity that he met me today.

In the past 20 days or so, I am not only recovering from my injuries, but also digesting the gains from the previous dozen battles.

My current swordsmanship will only be stronger than when I was in Dabi.

Song Wen is not my opponent at all.

When I decided to start exerting strength, he was only left to retreat steadily, being pressed and beaten by me all the way, retreating all the way to the side of the crowd, his chest heaved violently, his forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were panicked Desperate again.

Like a deer with its head in a trap.

Although he was still trying to resist, his sword moves had become more and more scattered.

I have already seen more than one flaw that could allow me to end this battle, but at the next moment I suddenly took two steps back and returned the sword to the sheath.

Song Wen didn't chase after him, but gasped for breath in place, like a fish returning to the water.

After a while, he spoke again in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you hit me?"

I smiled, "I heard that you plan to leave the world of comprehension and cross the sea to go to the ancient secret realm to continue practicing."

"That's right." Song Wen didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in my gourd, so he was silent for a while before admitting.

For some unknown reason, after he finished speaking, he added in a mysterious way, "Susu will go too."

"I know." I took out a handful of melon seeds from the pouch on my waist, handed it to Mickey Mouse on my shoulder, and then turned to look at Song Wen, "I heard that the cultivation speed in the ancient secret realm is very fast, so what do you think? How long will it take for me to form a golden core?"

"This..." Song Wen hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "Five years at most, with my aptitude and family resources, I will become a Golden Core cultivator after five years."

"Okay. Then we will fight in five years." I said happily after hearing this.

After speaking, ignoring the astonished gazes of Song Wen and everyone around him, he turned around and strode away.

(End of this chapter)