Chapter 9: Following
Hmph! Yang Guo, I never expected that you, this little beast, would dare to trespass into the forbidden grounds of the Quanzhen Sect. This time, even Master Qiu Chuji cannot save you! Just obediently roll down the mountain!" Zhao Zhijing stepped out from the shadows, a hint of cold laughter on his face, then turned his gaze to Xiao Tian, scolding, "And you, sneaking around, what are your intentions for infiltrating the territory of my Quanzhen Sect?!
Although Lu Qingdu's martial arts skills are only of a third-rate level, he has indeed deeply inherited the true teachings of Zhao Zhijing in the mastery of the Quanzhen Swordsmanship. When he executed the move "Drunkenly Indulging in Joy," the shadows of the sword danced vividly, creating an astonishing spectacle
He turned to Yang Guo and said, "Kid, unless you kill this person, you won't be able to hide the fact that you have trespassed into the Quanzhen forbidden area. What do you plan to do?"
Not long after, Yang Guo arrived at the clearing outside the ancient tomb. He looked at the sky and called out loudly, "Senior Xiao, Yang Guo requests an audience!"
Yang Guo remained silent, but Zhao Zhijing spoke up, sneering at Xiao Tian: "You have quite the audacity to look down on my Quanzhen Sect. Today, I shall let you see for yourself whether my Quanzhen Sect truly has no one!"
Indeed, it is heaven's assistance; just when I was troubled by the lack of opportunity to expel this little beast from my door, it has come to me on its own! Zhao Zhijing's cold smile deepened as he unleashed the Jin Yan skill, silently following behind Yang Guo.
However, you really are quite careless, aren't you? Did you not notice someone secretly peeking at the books?" Xiao Tian's voice drifted over, and then he leaped down from the tree, sneering, "That person from the Quanzhen Sect, do you want me to personally invite you out?
"You little rascal, you are quite punctual," came Xiao Tian's voice from a large tree. Yang Guo turned to look in the direction of the sound and saw Xiao Tian leaning against the trunk, sitting on a branch, his moon-white robe making him appear like a celestial being.
It was as if the scene from that day when Xiao Tian struck down the long sword from Yang Guo's hand was being reenacted; Lu Qingdu felt a numbness in his wrist, and the long sword fell to the ground
Little did one know that upon this glance, an extraordinary matter was discovered
Yang Guo did not even glance at him, turning to leave; such third-rate scum did not even pique his interest for mockery
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A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Guo's eyes as he casually picked up a branch and weighed it in his hand. He then thrust it straight out, the branch piercing through the myriad of sword shadows and accurately striking Lu Qingdu's wrist.
However, Lu Qingdu spoke with utmost sincerity, and Zhao Zhijing also knew that his disciple was not one to speak without reason. Ultimately, he decided to observe Yang Guo in secret for a while.
Xiao Tian specifically emphasized the three words "Quanzhen Sect" because he discovered that there was more than one person eavesdropping. He glanced subtly at the nearby pile of rubble and gently shook his head
It is known that he has deliberately sought trouble with Yang Guo more than once or twice. In the past, even if Yang Guo resisted, it was merely self-humiliation. However, now, that Yang Guo actually knocked down the long sword in his own hand with just a branch!
He also did not expect that the ethereal and celestial little dragon girl would possess such a strong curiosity
Only Lu Qingdu stood in place, questioning his life. He could never have imagined that Yang Guo, whom he had easily defeated just half a month ago, suddenly seemed like a completely different person!
This figure is none other than Zhao Zhijing, the master of Lu Qingdu and Yang Guo, and the foremost exponent of martial arts among the third generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect
Even his master Zhao Zhijing would not be able to achieve this level
Xiao Tian glanced at Zhao Zhijing and suddenly sighed: "With someone like you being able to become the foremost disciple of the third generation of the Quanzhen Sect, it seems that since Wang Chongyang, there has indeed been no one left in the Quanzhen Sect."
After being defeated by Yang Guo during the day, Lu Qingdu returned to Chongyang Palace and recounted the entire incident to Zhao Zhijing. At first, Zhao Zhijing was somewhat skeptical, questioning how that little brat Yang Guo could possibly defeat his favored disciple.
Having spoken, the green sword in hand was drawn from its sheath, and with a complete set of the True Sword Technique, "The Dream of the River and the Pass" was thrust directly towards Xiao Tian's throat
Upon hearing this, Yang Guo's expression became serious. Although he was headstrong, he was not the type to disregard human life. Zhao Zhijing had indeed gone too far, but his crimes did not warrant death.
However, he did not know whether Xiao Tian was testing him, and for a moment, he became somewhat hesitant
As night fell, a slender figure slipped out of the Chongyang Palace and headed straight towards the back mountain of Zhongnan. Moments later, another figure emerged from the Chongyang Palace, wearing a cold smile, and murmured: "No wonder he was able to defeat Qingdu; this little beast indeed has its secrets!"