The Cultivator's partner went off track all the way

Chapter 190 Asking for a Sword Competition
"I'm sorry, I still have class D in the evening, so I can't discuss it with you, and I don't understand it very well, I have to ask other people, maybe you can seize this opportunity to ask Senior Brother Ji?"

Tang Yue felt very strange, why did this person go to the place where she lived when they met for the first time, did she look like a fool?

What's more, this woman's surname is Dongfang. Tang Yue is very wary of people with the surname Dongfang, and it is even less likely that she will develop any friendship with her.

"You're right, I can ask Senior Brother Ji, this is a good opportunity." Dongfang Qing's eyes lit up, as if she really loved Senior Brother Ji.

Tang Yue shrugged. She had no idea what was going on, so she had to be more careful. She walked out of Dao Jing Class B and walked to the room where Class D was in class.

He didn't notice Dongfang Qing staring at her behind him with a deep thought.

Class D has many courses and the students are very busy. This is also a test for their concentration and willpower. Practice should start from a small point. If you can't resist this pressure, you don't need to talk about your future practice.

Considering the pressure of the course, Tang Yue and Shang Fangling chose the swordsmanship they are familiar with for the martial arts course. They learned the basic moves in Kunwu City before, and now they can learn it more easily.

In the martial arts field class, they practiced in groups of two, which saved the embarrassment of talking to strange practitioners.

The kendo course is held in the open-air martial arts arena. After the kendo masters take over the sword moves, they will leave a lot of time for the monks to practice on the spot. The instructors will take turns to watch and give them advice on how to improve.

Suddenly a young male cultivator walked up to the two of them, and said to Tang Yue: "I heard that Kunwu's swordsmanship is exquisite, I would like to ask you for advice, we don't need spiritual power, how about directly competing sword moves?"

Tang Yue turned to look at this person. He has an ordinary face and a foundation-building cultivation, but the sword in his hand is extraordinary. No wonder he wants to suppress his cultivation and simply compete with himself in sword moves. It flew away.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhao Hao, from Xuanjian City."

Tang Yue was surprised and said: "Why do the disciples of Xuanjian City come to Wuji Mountain to study instead of Xuanyuan Mountain?" It should be because of his good strength that he can be admitted to Wuji Mountain, and entering Xuanyuan Mountain is not a problem.

This male cultivator's face turned red, his family was rejected by Xuanyuan Mountain, and he was not allowed to enter Xuanyuan Mountain again, so he could only rely on the friendship of a hundred years ago, secretly take care of him, and arrange for him to enter Wuji Mountain.

This matter is a scar of their family, no one can reveal it, and this woman actually asked such a question, it is really as hateful as it is heard.

"I yearn for the academic atmosphere of Wuji Mountain. Wouldn't it be good if I want to listen to the Daoist scriptures?"

The people next to him made fun of him, "Brother Zhao, you failed the Taoist scriptures course, so stop saying that."

Zhao Hao turned his head and said angrily, "Shut up!"

He turned his head, picked up the sword in his hand, and said to Tang Yue, "Do you dare?"

Tang Yue asked again: "Is the owner of Xuanjian City still surnamed Zhao?"

Now everyone is quiet. This matter is a hidden pain for the Zhao family. Their family has indeed been the lord of Xuanjian City in history, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. 600 years ago, due to some incidents, he lost his position as the city lord, and was punished by Xuanyuan Mountain, and he was not allowed to enter Xuanyuan Mountain again.

Since then, the power of the Zhao family has plummeted, and they can only linger in Xuanjian City. No one can mention this to the Zhao family, and whoever mentions the Zhao family will fight desperately.

Zhao Hao's face turned purple: "I want to fight you to the death!"

Tang Yue raised her eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Next to him, another monk grabbed Zhao Hao and said something to him in a low voice, and he calmed down.

He said again: "You insulted my family, I have to avenge this revenge, but I am only a monk at the foundation stage, so I will definitely not be able to defeat you. If you have the guts, you will have a life-and-death competition with me on the martial arts competition platform where I suppress my cultivation."

Tang Yue scratched her head, "I didn't insult your family, I just asked." She hadn't had time to know about the major families in Liuzhou Continent, but she met them at this time, just to ask, why is he so excited?
"Stop quibbling, let's go to the platform over there." Before he came, he had already asked which one was the competition platform that could suppress cultivation.

Tang Yue shook her head, "I refuse. I have a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to compete with you. We will go to the library after half an hour of practice." Compared with the sword competition, it must take more than half an hour. She still wants to find some Read Taoist scriptures.

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment. The monks he had met in the past would definitely step forward to fight if he was provoked like this. Could it be because she is a woman?
"Brother Zhao, if you have nothing else to do, just leave. I'll practice for a while and leave. Also, I really didn't mean to insult your family. I just heard about it by chance and just asked casually. "

The more she downplayed it, the more Zhao Hao felt that this woman was playing tricks on him, and his expression became more excited, "Then I will risk my life today, and I will also fight for my family's reputation."

After saying this, Zhao Hao pulled out the sword in his hand, a blue light flashed, and the sharp sword energy came out from the blade, and everyone in the audience felt that it was indeed a good sword.

Zhao Hao used his best skills in his life and stabbed at Tang Yue with a very fast attack. It can be seen that he has a good talent for swordsmanship and he usually practiced hard.

The onlookers thought his sword moves were beautiful, but it was a pity that the opponent was just a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Tang Yue shot a chain directly, tied him up firmly, and then took him to the kendo master who had been pretending not to see.

"Master, this person attacked fellow practitioners for no reason in class, what should we do?"

"It's just a friendly discussion, not an unprovoked attack, and you are a Nascent Soul, how could he hurt you?" The master in charge of guarding the disciple hoped to be as gentle as possible at this time. Someone greeted him about this matter today, Gave some spirit stones.

Tang Yue raised her eyebrows: "Master, are you discriminating against Nascent Soul cultivators? Nascent Soul cultivators can be attacked for no reason. If a hundred Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators attack me today, I deserve it?"

The kendo master said helplessly, "Where are there a hundred monks?"

"Master, since you said that such a thing is a sparring, does that mean that it is normal for me to kill him in sparring? Then I will spar with him now."

Tang Yue raised her hand and was about to slap Zhao Hao on the head. The faces of the people next to her were anxious, "Fellow Daoist Tang, no."

The reason why Zhao Hao wants to compete with her on the competition platform where cultivation is suppressed is that her cultivation is higher than them, otherwise there is no way to hurt her.

The monks in Dingban are usually the monks of the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Golden Core Stage, and there are a few monks who are above Nascent Soul, and they will not be with them. That's why they made such a bad move and let Zhao Hao, who is good at swordsmanship, come.

If he is killed now, the Zhao family will not let their instigators go.

The masters hurriedly stopped her, "Cultivator Tang, don't do this, Wuji Mountain is not allowed to hurt people's lives at will."

"Then why can he hurt me at will? You said just now that this is a sparring, in which life and death depend on one's strength."

Just now Tang Yue's coercion concentrated on Zhao Hao's head. He really felt that he was going to die. He was so scared that he lost control. A smell of urine permeated the air cover. The monks were sensitive to the smell, and they couldn't help frowning.

Tang Yue was amused in her heart. It turned out that the monk could not control the sphincter even under extreme fear.

The masters were helpless, knowing that Tang Yue must pursue this matter, otherwise she would not give up, and her grandfather was the person in power in Wuji Mountain, they were only the heads of Dingban, and they couldn't afford to offend.

He had no choice but to say: "Zhao Hao attacked his classmates for no reason, and after a month of contemplation behind closed doors, he is not allowed to come to the school."

This punishment sounds very light, but it is not easy to make up for missing a month of classes. He may not pass the end-of-year exam, and he will have to leave Wuji Mountain by then.

The people who encouraged Zhao Hao to do this showed regret. They ruined his future just for a little Lingshi and a few times to climb up the big family.

Originally, Zhao Hao was very partial to subjects, and there were a few subjects that were hovering on the edge, and he came in only after studying hard and with family favors.If he doesn't attend classes for a month, he will most likely fail the exam.

Tang Yue put away the chain, first used a cleaning technique, and then put the chain back, she didn't want to get any liquid on it.

After this kind of thing happened, she didn't want to stay anymore, she might as well practice in Grandpa's sword formation, and said to Shang Fangling: "Sister, let's go first, I think the masters will forgive us."

The masters really dare not speak.

Not long after they left, the other students also dispersed, and the friends who used to be with Zhao Hao helped him up, and comforted him: "We will lend you your notes and give you lessons."

Zhao Hao looked frustrated and was about to stand up when the sword in his hand suddenly lost control, flew out of the scabbard, circled in the air, and went straight into his abdomen.

This turn of events startled the people on the side, "Brother Zhao!"

Zhao Hao fell to the ground, and blood gradually spread from his abdomen.

(End of this chapter)