A washed-up martial arts master reborn 30 years ago

Chapter 111 Reminder
"I said, Lao Yu, I'm afraid you're talking nonsense. Even a master swordsman may not necessarily be able to master the will of the sword. Is this a power that warriors like us, who are not even born with, can master?"

After a moment of silence, someone finally couldn't help but speak.

The person who can stand out from the thousands of people in the Changchun Temple and stand here is not a mediocre person.

Naturally, he knows what the will of the sword means.

"Hey, what you said, isn't there someone around us who showed his sword will in the ring not long ago? At that time, he was still in the blood-changing realm!"

One place of this remark,
in an instant,
Yang Qingyun, who was standing quietly aside, gossiping and eavesdropping,
Suddenly I was surrounded by pairs of eyes.

?

What does it matter to me?

In a flash,

Yang Qingyun suddenly felt that the melon rind in his hand no longer smelled good.

"Don't count me out. The move I made at that time was a secret technique. I had saved it for several months before I unleashed that sword at the right time and place. I am still far from truly mastering the will of the sword."

He calmed down and explained clearly.

"The sword was just an accident and cannot be generalized. As for me now, I can no longer display the will of the sword."

"I see!"

Everyone around was stunned,

That alien-like look has finally dissipated a lot.

"Although this is the case, with Brother Qingyun's talent, I think he will be able to step into that level in the near future!"

Shen Yanzhao smiled from the side.

"Brother Shen, you are trying to flatter me. How can it be so simple to master the will of the sword? I am still confused about the way forward and have no clue at all!"

Yang Qingyun shook his head, and a "wry smile" appeared on his face at the right time.

Then he looked at Yu Wenhao and asked:

"I wonder who mastered the will of swordsmanship and defeated Ouyang Qing?"

"Xie Qingtian, the young master of Qi State's Divine Sword Villa, is said to be gifted with sword bones. After entering the sect's Lower Courtyard Jixia Academy in Qi State, no one can be his enemy!"

Yu Wenhao's face was solemn and his voice was heavy.

"In fact, according to rumors, Ouyang Qing not only lost to Xie Qingtian, but also lost several games to other people, all of whom were outstanding figures in the lower houses of other countries, so that Ouyang Qing seemed to have even been bruised. I have been in seclusion for most of the time and have not come out."

"There are many peerless geniuses born in our generation, so that when we look at the strength of this group of people in Changchun, and look at the lower houses of the sects of the Seven Kingdoms, they all fall behind."

With this remark,
There was a dead silence all around.

Everyone was breathing heavily, feeling extremely heavy pressure, and no one spoke.

"Well, with my strength, I am at the forefront of Changchun Temple, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the sect, I would fall behind. I am really unwilling to accept it!"

After a long time,

Someone sighed.

Once upon a time, they were also the proud ones.

But among this outer sect, which one is not a genius?

Look at the entire outer door,

They are just one of the ordinary people.

All of a sudden, he went from a genius in the spotlight to an ordinary person who was unknown. This gap is simply unacceptable.

"Yes, all the geniuses from the seven countries are gathered here. It's a bit despairing to think about it."

For a time,

Everyone around them was feeling a little depressed.

But among them,
Yang Qingyun's mood did not change much.

Something more cruel than this,
He's been through it all.

In the previous life, it was clear that a great age was coming, but because of his body, he could only stand still, slowly changing from a first-rate warrior to a second-rate warrior, then to a third-rate warrior, and even to an ordinary warrior. Watching others reach higher peaks, but I can only stand still, with no hope of moving forward.

The impact of this kind of gap would not be too much for those who are bigger than them.

"By the way, Brother Qingyun, I heard a news. It seems that someone is eyeing you and wants to snatch your title of elite outer disciple. Be careful later."

Suddenly,
Yu Wenhao seemed to have remembered something and reminded Yang Qingyun. "Steal my position?"

"Yes, it seems that because elite outer disciples have some extra benefits, as well as some unknown benefits, there are rumors that you are only in the blood exchange realm, so they may not know your strength."

"Thank you, Brother Yu, for reminding me."

Yang Qingyun also looked solemn and nodded to thank the other party for the reminder.

"You are Welcome."

Not long after,

Three figures flew from the distant sky, and the majestic aura swept over them like the force of heaven and earth. The rolling momentum was like a sea tide covering the sky.

Congenital powerhouse!
The square suddenly became quiet,

Looking at each other one after another,

I saw the three figures, all wearing the blue clothes and white crane patterns of the inner gate, landing on the high platform. The leader of them, the man with a high crown on his head, took a step forward.

"The elder will be here shortly, you guys need to find your place first!"

"Elite outer disciples, all come to the front!"

The crowd surged, and under the adjustment of the three inner disciples on the high platform, each figure soon stood level in the huge square.

Yang Qingyun was in an inconspicuous corner of the fourth row at the front and back.

Next to him is Kuai Jian Ning Que, whom he has met several times before.

The other party gestured towards him,
Yang Qingyun also nodded in response.

Apart from the sound of footsteps adjusting their positions, no one spoke a word in the entire square.

However, Yang Qingyun noticed something subtle.

In the front row, Ouyang Qing sits fourth from the right in the middle.

Although I can only see the opponent’s back,

But Yang Qingyun felt that,

At this time, Ouyang Qing probably didn't look very good.

If he guessed right,

The one in the middle should be the strongest one among all the new outer disciples.

The stronger the strength,

The position it leans on is more in the middle.
And the closer you get to the middle and face the deacons and elders directly, the greater benefits you will undoubtedly get.

If so,
Doesn't that mean that Ouyang Qing's strength is only ranked around six or seven?
Such a huge sect,
There are many geniuses.

Even though I took a few steps ahead, I can't be too proud.

Yang Qingyun recalled the terrifying strength shown by Ouyang Qing that he had seen in the past, and had to resign himself to a lower position at this time, and couldn't help but secretly warn in his heart.

"During my period of seclusion, there should have been battles between them, so they naturally determined their strength positioning in this way."

Yang Qingyun's eyes flashed and he thought in his heart.

Come to think of it,

Within this month, a lot of things should have happened.

It's a pity that at that time, he was working hard to temper his body and advance to the internal organs training realm.

Just when Yang Qingyun's thoughts were diverging,

Soon,
A stream of light rolled in with boundless power that crushed the heaven and earth, piercing the sky. In just a few breaths, it crossed a distance of several thousand feet and fell from the horizon to the field!

A middle-aged warrior with a majestic appearance and a goatee on his chin then appeared on the high platform.

"Welcome Elder!"

The three inner disciples standing below the high platform bent down and saluted.

Everyone in the square saw this,
They also learned to salute and shouted at the same time:
"Welcome Elder!"

The middle-aged man on the stage nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad!"

(End of this chapter)