Excalibur

Chapter 40 Who is the waste

Get to the top!

It turned out to be the pinnacle!

And it's the Four Seasons swordsmanship.

Yang Xiaotian has actually practiced the four seasons swordsmanship to the peak.

Hu Xing, Cheng Beibei, and Yang Zhong were all shocked.

At the same time, it is difficult for them to balance their hearts, and it is difficult for them to accept that Yang Xiaotian can practice the Four Seasons swordsmanship to the pinnacle.

Yang Xiaotian is only a second-level martial spirit, in their eyes, that is a complete waste, but now this waste has cultivated the Four Seasons Sword Art that they were unable to cultivate to the peak!

what is this?
Are they even worse than trash?

Cao Lu looked at the falling bits of ice and snow, his eyes froze even more, and he muttered to himself, "Climbing to the peak! It's reaching the peak again!"

Yang Xiaotian, he has cultivated the Tiger King Fist to the peak, which already shocked him.

Now that even the Four Seasons swordsmanship is at its peak, he can no longer express his mood in words.

Sword Thirteen practiced to perfection!

Tiger King Fist has been practiced to the peak!

The four seasons swordsmanship has been cultivated to the pinnacle!

Isn't Yang Xiaotian number one in this year's first-year martial arts assessment?

Cao Lu thought in a complicated mood.

How ironic it would be for the students of the Excalibur Academy to take the first place in the martial arts assessment and be won by a student with a second-level martial spirit!

Just like this, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian swung his sword and struck out.

"Sword from Wind Island!"

The first move of Sword Thirteen.

Prior to this, Yang Xiaotian's sword wind was agile, and he was in a state of perfection.

But this time, everyone saw that when Yang Xiaotian's sword wind split into two!
"Jianfeng, can it be divided into two?!" A student was surprised when he saw this.

But when Cao Lu, Lin Yong, Chen Yuan, Hu Xing and others saw this, their expressions changed.

Could it be? !
As if confirming their thoughts, Jianfeng separated again.

Divide into four!
Then, separate again.

One divided into eight!
Just when everyone thought they would continue to divide, suddenly, the sword wind that had been divided into eight suddenly merged together again.

Yang Xiao made one sword after another.

The figure is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes soaring into the air, and sometimes like a swimming dragon.

The students present were mesmerized by watching it. They never thought that the most basic sword technique like Jian Shisan could be so wonderful.

Every sword of Yang Xiaotian seemed to shake their hearts.

Every sword is so impeccable!

As Yang Xiaotian's sword wind spun, the trash can in the classroom that was pierced by his punch was carried by the sword wind to fly high into the sky, dancing endlessly in the sky.

Careful students found that the trajectory of the trash can is extremely beautiful.

Even if it is a beautiful woman who is good at singing and dancing, her dancing posture is not so graceful.

"Sword Sweeping Plains!"

Yang Xiaotian struck out with a sword.

Immediately, as the sword wind passed by, sword waves emerged one after another, and the sword waves were as smooth as a mirror.

The dancing trash can came to a screeching halt.

Yang Xiaotian stopped his sword and stood up.

I saw that the rubbish continued to split, and finally became countless pieces, as if countless petals were flying in the air, and hadn't fallen for a long time, as if held by the wind of the sword, they couldn't fall.

"Sword wind, ever-changing, reaching the pinnacle of perfection!" Xie Chu, who had competed with Sword Thirteen before, said tremblingly, looking at the sword wind that still did not dissipate in mid-air, he was extremely shocked.

When competing with him, Yang Xiaotian's Sword Thirteen was only perfect, but now, it has reached the pinnacle!

How long has it been?

At the scene, everyone was shocked beyond words.

No one spoke.

None of them knew how to speak.

Tiger King Fist is at its peak!

The Four Seasons swordsmanship is also at its peak!

Now even Sword Thirteen has reached the pinnacle!

All on top!

He has cultivated all the compulsory martial arts to the peak, and it seems that he has not appeared for many years.

The last time it appeared was decades ago.

Looking at Cao Lu who had not made a sound for a long time, Yang Xiaotian was about to speak when he saw Lin Yong and Chen Yuan walking towards him.

Both of them couldn't hide their excitement.

They came to Yang Xiaotian, but they didn't know how to speak, they just looked at Yang Xiaotian excitedly.

"Son, you." In the end, Chen Yuan asked excitedly first, "How did you cultivate these three martial arts?"

How to practice?

Yang Xiaotian frowned.

This question is quite difficult to answer.

Because, he reads it once, and then he will.

"Well, in the future, can I not take the monthly exam?" Yang Xiaotian didn't want to answer this question, but asked instead.

Chen Yuan and Lin Yong were startled.

"Yes, absolutely." Lin Yuan nodded and grinned.

"If there is nothing else, then I will go back first." Yang Xiaotian said, borrowing the palm of the cold this morning, he has to go back to practice.

Under the complicated eyes of everyone, Yang Xiaotian left the scene.

Hu Xing watched Yang Xiaotian leave the figure, with strong jealousy in his eyes.

He prides himself on his martial arts talent and martial arts talent being number one in the academy, but today, Yang Xiaotian's martial arts talent is even better than him!

A waste of a second-level martial soul, the martial arts talent is so strong!

Thinking that Yang Xiaotian's martial soul is a second-level giant turtle martial soul, Hu Xing felt better.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaotian's martial spirit is a low-level martial spirit, destined to be difficult to break through the Martial King, Yang Xiaotian's martial arts talent is useless no matter how evil it is.

When Yang Xiaotian left, he saw the expressions of Hu Xing, Cheng Beibei, Yang Zhong and others, knowing what everyone was thinking.

His face was calm.

Didn't Hu Xing, Cheng Beibei, Yang Zhong and others say that he is a waste? Today, he will let everyone see who is the waste!
When the final exam is due, he will completely defeat the confident confidence of Hu Xing, Cheng Beibei, Yang Zhong and others.

And when Yang Xiaotian left the academy, Lu Zelin, who was guarding the Book Pavilion, also learned that Yang Xiaotian had mastered Tiger King Fist, Four Seasons Sword Art, and Sword Thirteen to the peak. When he heard the news, Lu Zelin was stunned for a while.

Then, he thought about the matter that he asked Yang Xiaotian this morning if he was good at practicing the Benlei Sword Art.

Yang Xiaotian replied at the time that he had reached the state of Dacheng within three hours.

"No, it's not true!" Lu Zelin suddenly felt a sense of fear.

After a while, Hu Xing came to the Book Pavilion, and Lu Zelin told Hu Xing his thoughts. Hu Xing laughed and said, "Three hours, you have cultivated the top-notch swordsmanship like Benlei swordsmanship to the level of mastery? What are you thinking? Yang Xiaotian said it casually, but you actually took it seriously?"

"A person in the acquired state, how can he cultivate innate martial skills! Not to mention the innate top-notch swordsmanship like the Benlei swordsmanship."

Lu Zelin suddenly said: "What if Yang Xiaotian is not in the Houtian realm?"

Hu Xing was stunned, then shook his head and laughed: "You don't mean to say that Yang Xiaotian is Xiantian, do you? An eight-year-old Xiantian?"

Lu Zelin also felt that the idea just now was too absurd. Yang Xiaotian had just awakened his martial soul for a few months, so how could he be a congenitally strong person.

Even if it is a super spirit, it is impossible to have such a speed of cultivation.

(End of this chapter)