Longevity begins with the sword of ignorance

Chapter 11 Flame Spirit Butterfly, Defeated!
"not good!"

The danger of her body made Yan Lingdie feel cold, and subconsciously, she swung the epee in front of her body, trying to block Zhong Cang's thrust.

If it was just a thrust with a long sword, she might succeed. The Heavenly Flame Spiritual Sutra has a super high explosive ability, and she is a flame spirit body, which can withstand such a high-intensity explosion.

This allowed her to hold the sword in front of her at the last moment, resisting the thrust of Fenghua's long sword.

Unfortunately, she thought well, but in the end, she still failed.

Although it is not as good as the burning heavy sword in his hand, Fenghua is also a low-level top-grade magic sword.

At this moment, with a high degree of coherence, and the fusion of human and sword, Zhong Cang fully exerted the power of the magic sword.

And Fenghua has the ability to attract the wind of nature.

"laugh……"

Before the epee was in front of Yanlingdie, and Fenghua was still some distance away from Yanlingdie, with a sound, Fenghua's length suddenly extended.

The wind formed Fenghua's 'sword body', turning it from a normal long sword into a [-]-meter-long 'spear'!
The suddenly extended blade pierced Yanlingdie's body before the epee was in front of him.

"laugh……"

This blow... didn't break the defense. Just as the attack was approaching, the magic robe on Yan Lingdie's body suddenly burst into a shield of aura.

The shining red gold shield firmly blocked the blade and tip of the sword formed by the gust of wind.

Even Zhong Cang's attack didn't make the shield ripple in the slightest.

However, no one was injured, but Yan Lingdie was stunned.

"I lost, lost to the same level?"

There is no doubt that in the duel of swordsmanship, Yan Lingdie lost, and the defeat was extremely miserable.

After all, even though they are both at the third level, the grades of the exercises are different, making Zhong Cang far inferior to the Flame Spirit Butterfly in terms of strength, speed, and explosiveness.

However, even with such a huge difference in strength, Zhong Cang still blocked the stormy attack of the flame spirit butterfly, and found an opportunity in the gap between his attacks, and seized this opportunity desperately, defeating the enemy in one blow.

And this is undoubtedly the embodiment of technology.

Flame Spirit Butterfly, who claimed to be the pride of heaven, was naturally very upset when the weak defeated the strong.

However, although she is delicate and unruly, she is still reasonable.

For Zhong Cang who defeated her, she didn't have any thoughts of becoming angry from embarrassment, but rather admired him.

"This guy's swordsmanship is really strong...just too despicable and shameless."

The last comment was that she thought of Zhong Cang's expression of panic and bewilderment at the beginning when facing her own attack.

Especially when she thought that she was fooled by this expression for the first time, and then easily defeated, which made her even more annoyed and confused.

"Doesn't it mean that sword cultivators with superb sword skills are temperamental people? Why is this guy so skilled in swordsmanship but has such a shameless temperament?"

Yan Lingdie just thought about this doubt, then shook her head and put it aside.

With a slash of the epee, she said, "Again, I will never lose again this time..."

Although she was defeated, she enjoyed the fight just now, and because of this, she wanted to fight Zhong Cang again.

However, after looking up at Zhong Cang, she couldn't speak.

After the duel, she lost nothing.

But Zhong Cang, who won, was sitting on the ground panting continuously, and his body also smelled of burnt.

And the worst thing was Zhong Cang's right hand, which was split open and bleeding from the tiger's mouth, making him unable to hold the sword steadily.

This tragic scene made Yan Lingdie unable to say the word "fight again", and even more embarrassed.

"Cough cough, Uncle Shui, give him some healing medicine. As for the remuneration for the training partner, it will be calculated as two...five parts."

"Yes, ma'am."

After answering, the good-natured Shui Bo walked into the arena with a smile, but he didn't give Zhong Cang the pill and spirit stone immediately, but spoke to Yan Lingdie.

"Miss, lost to someone weaker than you, or twice, do you have any insights?"

"Once, Miss Ben only lost once!"

After dissatisfied with the defense, she said with some embarrassment: "Sense, yes, the battle with this guy made me understand that I can't put [-]% of my energy on the attack in the battle. With a little effort, you will never be defeated... Also, be careful in everything, some people are despicable and shameless, and even take advantage of the enemy's kindness, hum!"

When she said the last sentence, Yan Lingdie gave Zhong Cang a vicious look. Obviously, the first defeat made her hold grudges to this day.

And Shui Bo nodded in satisfaction when he heard his young lady's sentiment.

In fact, Shui Bo and other teachers of Yan Lingdie have taught these fighting skills and insights.

But he never experienced setbacks in actual combat, so Yan Lingdie never took it to heart.

Now that he was defeated by Zhong Cang, he was still defeated by the weak, which made him reflect in his heart.

And this kind of behavior of discovering shortcomings and reflecting on them during the battle is also the reason why Yun Xiaozong established a training ground, and there are so many people in the training ground.

——Not only the Flame Spirit Butterfly, all monks can perceive their own deficiencies in the sparring, and then improve.

Yan Lingdie has gained something, and Uncle Shui is also very satisfied with Zhong Cang.

Because of this, his voice transmission said something to Yan Lingdie.

After listening to the sound transmission, Yanlingdie waved her hand indifferently.

"Ten times is ten times."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Zhong Cang and snorted coldly: "My lady approves of your sword skills. When you recover from your injuries, let's fight again... Also, against me, you are not allowed to use despicable tricks!" Trick!"

Zhong Cang was very helpless to hear the last warning.

In the battle just now, he didn't play any tricks. The reason why his expression was terrified in the early stage and indifferent in the later stage was not because he wanted to deceive people, but purely because of Jianxin's effect.

It's a pity that this matter involves his own situation, and he doesn't want to say it.

Because of this, he responded casually, took the spirit stone and the elixir, returned to the tree next to the training ground, and sat up cross-legged.

Zhong Cang who returned to the tree was still Zhong Cang, not even changing his sitting posture.

However, after the battle just now, the eyes looking at Zhong Cang from around were no longer contempt, some were full of astonishment.

Especially Director You Tao, who has been paying attention here, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

No wonder he had such a reaction, it was really shocking what Zhong Cang did.

As a 'second generation', You Tao knows many secrets of the world of cultivating immortals, but because of knowing, he understands that in the world of cultivating immortals, the gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between humans and dogs.

Talents, skills, resources, instructors... all kinds of inequalities make it possible for some of the same third-level Qi training monks to be beaten ten by one, while others are beaten by ten by one.

There is no doubt that the carefully cultivated flame spirit butterfly is the pride of heaven who can beat ten.

Even, in You Tao's eyes, Yan Lingdie has been able to leapfrog and fight.

However, she was like this, but she was unable to take down Zhong Cang smoothly, and was even killed by Zhong Cang twice.

How could such a thing not shock You Tao.

"Damn! I was wrong, Zhong Cang is not a waste at all, he is a genius, a genius who can fight against the seeded players carefully cultivated by the family monks!"

(End of this chapter)