Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

Elder Xing remembered that he had heard about it months ago.

There was an outer disciple of Gu Xuan who comprehended the sword intent in the tenth day after tomorrow, and he shined in the selection of the inner gate, defeating several innate realm opponents and winning the first place.

At that time, this news still caused a small shock in the circle of elders of the Spirit Sword Sect.

After all, it is rare to find a genius who comprehends the artistic conception of martial arts in the acquired realm, and this talent is rare.

If what Gu Xuan comprehended was sword intent, it would definitely become a fragrant bait that everyone in the inner gate elders was fighting for.

But what he comprehended was the sword intent.

The Spirit Sword Sect established the sect with sword techniques, and there were almost no elders who practiced sword techniques.

As a result, such a good seedling of martial arts fell into an embarrassing situation where no one was willing to accept it.

Of course, that's not the point.

Elder Xing thought of it.

If the disciple in front of him was really Gu Xuan, who entered the inner gate four months ago, wouldn't that mean...

In just four months, this person's cultivation has risen from the acquired tenfold to the innate eightfold, and he has also comprehended the sword intent to the realm of two percent!

Elder Xing stared at Gu Xuan tightly, and when he saw Gu Xuan nodding, he finally couldn't help but shake in his heart, and his body trembled violently.

His guess, yes!

When the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect next to him heard this, they all immediately gasped.

"The inner gate that I entered four months ago, and the innate eightfold after four months, this cultivation speed... It's not that fast to ride a rocket!".

"Don't forget, Gu Xuan also comprehended two percent of the sword intent!".

"This qualification, this understanding... It's simply invincible!".

"It's been almost five years since I entered the inner door, and now I'm only born six. Compare with Senior Brother Gu Xuan... Hey, I really want to find a piece of tofu and hit it to death!".

The eyes of the disciples looking at Gu Xuan changed and changed.

Originally, he was a monster, but now I feel that even if I use a monster to describe him, it is not enough.

The people of the Beixue Sect were neither blind nor deaf, so naturally when they heard the discussion of Gu Xuan from the Spirit Sword Sect, they had already set off a storm in their hearts.

", this guy is not only close to a demon, but his cultivation qualifications are also terrifying!"

"The key is that he is only sixteen years old, and he is a full three or four years younger than Senior Brother Feng Han!"

"This Gu Xuan is no longer a genius in the ordinary sense, he can be regarded as a top genius, almost the same level as Yang Miao of the Spirit Sword Sect and Senior Brother Xue Wufeng of my sect!"

"Hey, this kind of sword genius, why isn't he a disciple of our Northern Snow Sect!".

Yes, the burly old man also wanted to say: How come such a demon who cultivates the way of the sword is not a disciple of their Beixue faction?

I just entered the Spirit Sword Sect, it's really a fucking tyrannical thing!

The burly old man stared at Gu Xuan directly, and his eyes were almost red with envy.

"Elder Xing, can I turn in the harvest?"

Gu Xuan was stared at by a group of people for a long time, and he looked uncomfortable, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to break the embarrassment.

Elder Xing looked at Gu Xuan with a smile, as if he was looking at a rare baby bump, nodded and said, "Okay, you take it out, I'll register it for you." "

Gu Xuan couldn't wait to take out all the gains from his trip.

Among them, there are bets on the gambling between Li Qingyang and Feng Han, as well as those that Gu Xuan found or grabbed by himself before.

One by one, the elixirs and jade boxes were taken out of the storage spirit rings, and they were directly piled up into a small mountain in front of him.

Elder Xing's eyelids jumped straight when he saw it, and the face of the burly old man of the Beixue Sect twitched, and the color of flesh pain flashed from time to time.

Among these elixirs, at least half of them are from their Beixue faction, and they also include a five-thousand-year-old quasi-medicine king.

As a result, all of them have now been obtained by Gu Xuan, that is, the Spirit Sword Sect, which is really a big loss.

However, this gambling fight was originally proposed by their Beixue faction, and they can't complain about others if they lose.

Not only that, but the burly old man's bet with Elder Xing was also completely lost, and he had to pay an additional hundred high-grade yuan stones.

It's really a recipe for stealing chickens.

"Here you go!".

The burly old man's face was as black as the lid of a pot, and he hated to throw a storage spirit ring containing the Yuan Stone to Elder Xing, and then quickly summoned the flying boat to beckon his disciples to get on the boat.

"Let's go!".

The flying boat of the Northern Snow Sect left in a hurry, just as it came.

Elder Xing was in a good mood, and immediately beckoned his disciples to get on the flying boat, ready to return to the sect.

When they got on the boat, all the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect consciously retreated to both sides, making way for Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan walked onto the flying boat, and originally wanted to find a random position to stand still, but was pulled to the bow of the boat by Li Qingyang and said, "This is Senior Brother Gu's position." Now in the entire inner door, no one dares to stand side by side with you..".

Saying that, Li Qingyang took a few steps back, and took the initiative to succumb to Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan's eyes flickered.

Thinking that he was sitting at the end of the boat when he came, huddled with a large group of disciples.

Now when I go back, I have arrived at the bow of the boat, and I have an open space to myself.

This change of position back and forth is like a martial arts life, which is really wonderful.