Dragon Emperor God Emperor

Chapter 103: The Sword Art of the Holy Beast!

It has been three days since the shocking battle at the gate of Starfall Academy, and the aftermath of that battle has completely subsided.

The news of Bu Zheng's joining the Star Academy spread like wildfire, and it can be said that in Xingluo City, some people are happy and some are worried.

At this moment, in the conference hall of Xingluo Academy, Liu Qingshan was sitting high above, staring at Xiao Qianren and Tang Sanpao with cold eyes.

Feeling the irresistible coercion of Liu Qingshan, the two of them felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles, with panic expressions on their cheeks.

"Dean, that kid is now joining the Star Academy. Sikong Changtian is incompatible with us. He will definitely train him vigorously. He really shouldn't let the tiger go back to the mountain that day!" Xiao Qianren said sharply with a strong killing intent in his eyes. .

"Sikong Changtian, Bu Zheng!"

"They are all damned. It's just that Sikong Changtian's cultivation level is not as good as mine. It's inconvenient for me to attack him unless it is absolutely necessary. Although our academy has been suppressing them for so many years, don't forget Longhu The No. 1 evildoer on the list has always dominated Aofeng."

"Now there are three of them joining. If they are given a few more years, the Star Academy will surpass us sooner or later. At that time, they will not be allowed to make a move at all, and our academy will be destroyed by itself."

Liu Qingshan's eyes were ice-cold, sharp as a sword, and a majestic killing intent emanated from his body.

"Dean, Ye'er told me today that Buzheng once had a feud with Xueyitang and also defeated Jian Shisan. It is inconvenient for us to take action on this matter. We can let Xueyitang remove these three people on our behalf." Xiao Qianren's eyes were dark. , with a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Dean, although the little girl's strength is terrifying, she has already been injured by you. It is estimated that it will be impossible to recover in a short time. After three months, the tomb of the living dead will be opened. At that time, we can arrange more experts to enter. The tomb of the dead will be that kid's final destination." Tang Sanpao said in a fierce tone.

"Okay, now I'll leave these two things to you two. I'm going to retreat. After three months, when I leave the retreat, I hope that kid is already dead." Liu Qingshan's eyes were cold. Passing across the two of them, he said sharply.

"Principal, don't worry, that kid will definitely not live past three months!" Xiao Qianren and Tang Sanpao looked at each other and promised in unison.

At this time, under the cliff waterfall, a figure was still stubbornly persisting, but he didn't know that others had already set a deadline for his life.

Sikong Changtian stared at Bu Zheng's figure, seeing that his back was already bloody and bloody, a gleam shot out of his eyes, and said, "Zheng'er, get up! This is the end of the first step of today's body tempering training. "

Hearing this, Bu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, his body jumped up, and with the splashing water, his figure appeared on the shore.

"Master, are you satisfied with my performance today?" Bu Zheng asked with a grin.

"Haha, it's very rare to be able to persist for such a long time at such a young age. Your persistence today is about the same as that of your second senior brother back then!" Sikong Changtian laughed with satisfaction.

In the past, Xuanyuan persisted under this cliff and waterfall for so long. At that time, he was already in his weakest years, but Buzheng is only 17 years old now, a difference of three full years.

"Zheng'er, are you going to be a sword repairer?" Sikong Changtian glanced at the giant sword in his hand, with a smile on his lips, and asked kindly.

"Master, this giant sword has been with me for a long time. I want to be a sword repairer, but I don't even have a proper book on swordsmanship and martial arts!"

Bu Zheng stared at Sikong Changtian, pretended to be pitiful, and said softly.

"What a cunning one. Since you have decided to become a swordsman, there just happens to be a book on swordsmanship and martial arts that is more suitable for you as a teacher." Sikong Changtian fondled Buzheng's head and said with a chuckle.

"Master, what kind of sword art is it? Isn't it very powerful?" Bu Zheng asked excitedly.

"Zheng'er, this sword formula is very powerful, but it is also very difficult to practice. Anyway, all four of your senior brothers have practiced it, but none of them have mastered it. Now I will pass it on to you. I hope you can understand it."

After finishing speaking, a green light flashed in Sikong Changtian's hand, and a simple ancient book exuding vicissitudes of life appeared in his hand.

"Give!"

Bu Zheng took the ancient sword formula handed over by Sikong Changtian, staring at the sword formula in his hands intently, with a look of uncontrollable excitement on his face.

"Holy Beast Sword Art!"

Looking at the four big and powerful characters in front of him, Bu Zheng excitedly turned to the first page, only to see a dazzling golden light spread out.

"The blue dragon descends the devil!"

Bu Zheng stared at the four ancient characters floating in front of his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes. After a while, the four characters disappeared, and a beating little figure appeared, waving a long sword repeatedly.

"Ok!"

"How could this be? Is there only one way for Qinglong to subdue the devil?"

Bu Zheng's eyes were full of endless doubts and puzzles, and he raised his head and cast a questioning look at Sikong Changtian.

"Zheng'er, there are four moves in this Holy Beast Sword Art. They are Azure Dragon Conquer Demon, White Tiger Nine Swords, Xuanwu Wind Brake, and Suzaku Hidden Call. But it has been a hundred years, and no one has successfully practiced all four moves of Holy Beast Sword Art."

"Even the most monstrous genius in Xingluo Academy's history who first obtained this martial art book, only practiced two forms of this set of sword formulas, but that was all a hundred years ago." Sikong Changtian said solemnly, His eyes were full of hope.

"Master, don't worry, Zheng'er will definitely master all four moves of the Holy Beast Sword Art!" Bu Zheng looked firm and his tone was full of confidence.

"Okay, okay, I'm really happy that you have such confidence as a teacher, I hope you can bring a miracle!"

Sikong Changtian glanced at Buzheng in relief, a dignified expression flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he whispered in his heart: "Zheng'er, you are the most talented child I have seen as a teacher for so many years, you must not let me down."

At this moment, Bu Zheng put all his thoughts on the Holy Beast Sword Art, and did not notice Sikong Changtian's strange look at all.

After a long time, Sikong Changtian saw that the sky was slowly getting dark, and the dark wind was blowing under the cliff. He glanced at Bu Zheng who was still completely intoxicated by the sword art of the holy beast.

"Zheng'er, it's getting late, let's go back first, the journey of cultivation must be done step by step, today your performance is already very satisfactory to the teacher!"

After finishing speaking, Bu Zheng put away the Holy Beast Sword Art, glanced at the dim sky, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Master, let's go back!"

The night came as promised, and the entire Star Academy was shrouded in darkness. Above the void, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the bright stars were like shining diamonds.

Two figures descended from the sky and stopped at the gate of Star Academy. Sikong Changtian let go of Bu Zheng's body and said softly, "Zheng'er, you go back first! Master is going to see an old friend!"

(End of this chapter)