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Chapter 142: Asking for the Sword! Pseudo Sword Cultivator VS "Pseudo Sword Cultivator"! (Subscribe)

Among the several disciples of the Sword Academy who took a "shortcut" up the mountain road, there happened to be one of the leaders of the Qingshan Sect of Wudao Cliff, He Fei.

It has been less than a month, so Lin Mo naturally recognizes the other person.

He walked among several disciples from the Sword Academy. His expression seemed calm, but his behavior was very arrogant.

They ignored the ordinary disciples around them who were filled with resentment, and walked all the way to the front of the team.

The reason is very simple. Most of the disciples around are menial disciples like Pan Peng.

Even though there were a few outer disciples from other departments in the crowd, after seeing the marks on the chests of He Fei and the others, they either lowered their heads and pondered, or pretended to communicate with their companions. It was obvious that they did not want to offend the disciples of the Sword Academy because of this matter.

"Do people from the Sword Academy dare to be so arrogant?"

Lin Mo frowned, totally unable to understand.

Although he had entered the sect for some time, he often heard about the Sword Academy from others.

Even on the second day after arriving at the sect, someone reminded him that he must give way if he met disciples from the Sword Academy.

However, since he had basically been completing novice tasks during this period, and the number of disciples in the Sword Academy was originally small, he had basically never met any disciples from the Sword Academy in the sect.

But who could have thought that after entering the sect, the first time he met a disciple from the Sword Academy, he would be the one cutting in line?
Pan Peng coughed, pretended to look to the side, and whispered:
"Brother Lin, this is the Sword Academy after all, let them go first. At most we can just wait in line for a while, and we will definitely be able to get in."

"Why?" Lin Mo frowned.

I heard Pan Peng quickly pull his sleeve and say:

"Brother Lin, keep your voice down!"

After that, he lowered his voice and said:

"The ancient cultivation style is popular in the Sword Academy now. They often imitate the ancient cultivators to ask questions and discuss swords with others. And they don't discuss swords on the arena, but in offline competitions..."

After his explanation, Lin Mo finally understood.

The reason why the Sword Academy is not easy to mess with is that the sect, like Nanshan No. 4 Middle School, encourages disciples to learn from each other.

Generally speaking, when people in a sect discuss Taoism, they would set up a separate room in the sword-discussing arena.

Not only will the fights not be counted towards the win or loss count, but both parties can use their magic to their heart's content without causing any substantial harm.

However, the disciples of the Sword Academy are different. They usually arrange fights with real people offline.

Moreover, they would show no mercy when fighting, and the sword cultivators' ability in one-on-one combat was invincible among those of the same level, so the disciples from other departments tended to keep their distance from them.

"Although sect sparring won't kill anyone, if you have to lie down for ten days or half a month because of an injury, won't your progress fall behind?"

Pan Peng said with a wry smile.

Especially for a menial disciple like him who had borrowed a loan for immortal studies, even every breath he took was "spending money".

If you don't move for a day, you will owe more interest and it will take longer to pay off your student loan.

Therefore, the lower your status, the less likely you are to have conflicts with these people.

The more Lin Mo listened, the deeper his frown grew. Isn't this just bullying an honest person?

Just as Pan Peng was speaking in a low voice, He Fei and his companions had already walked to the front of the team.

A disciple from the Sword Academy raised his hand slightly and said to the errand disciples at the front:

"Fellow junior brothers, please make room for us."

Although the tone was very polite, the attitude seemed quite disrespectful.

The errand disciple at the front of the line looked a little hesitant.

He had been queuing here almost since last night and just managed to grab the first spot.

And since you are the first one to enter, you can naturally choose any good seat in the Sutra Repository.

If he gives up this position, he will become the fifth or even sixth pick, and will lose the priority selection qualification.

But the Sword Academy disciple did not give him the chance to hesitate, and another square-faced Sword Academy disciple soon became impatient.

He took a few steps closer to the errand disciple, looked down at him with a disdainful look, and said:
"Back off quickly, or do you want to challenge me to a sword fight?"

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the errand disciple's expression visibly retreated a little.

Menial disciples who have no master have the least human rights in the sect.

Even if you are bullied, there is no one to support you.

The square-faced swordsman placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and sneered as he looked at him:
"Oh, if you want to ask about the sword, hurry up. I can accompany you now."

Hearing this, the errand disciple hesitated for a moment, but decided to take a few steps back.

"Not enough, keep retreating."

The square-faced swordsman continued to urge them impatiently, while pointing at the disciple behind him:

"And the rest of you, step back as well, quickly, don't waste our time!"

Those errand disciples who were also standing in the front line also lowered their heads. Some of them even looked at the errand disciples at the front of the line with some resentment, but did not stand up.

Although the other Sword Academy disciples behaved as aggressively as the square-faced sword cultivator, their eyes were scrutinizing the other disciples in the queue, exerting invisible pressure.

Soon, a large space at the front of the line became empty.

The sword academy disciple sneered: "Humph, you don't even dare to use a sword, what kind of immortality are you practicing? What kind of Taoism are you seeking? You might as well go back to the mortal world and farm and raise pigs!"

The faces of the errand disciples around him turned red, but they dared not say anything.

Just as the disciples of the Sword Academy were about to stand in front, a voice suddenly came from the queue behind:

"oi~!"

Lin Mo just shouted with full energy, and Pan Peng didn't even try to stop him, and he walked out of the team.

Many disciples who were queuing also raised their heads and looked over.

The sword academy disciples also paused, turned around, and fixed their eyes on Lin Mo, who was walking out of the queue and standing in a very conspicuous position.

Lin Mo smiled and raised his hand:

"Brother He, long time no see."

He Fei looked at him with surprise: "Lin Mo?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of whispers all around.

"Who is Lin Mo?"

"Lin Mo! The one with the sword cultivation style?"

"Oh, Sword Cultivator... So it's him. Why does he look different from the photo?" "It seems like he does, but his skin color is a little paler and not as handsome as in the photo."

"..."

Hearing the discussions around them, several disciples from the Sword Academy immediately showed expressions of realization.

Especially the square-faced swordsman with a hot temper, he sneered immediately:
"Heh, are you the one who imitates the sword cultivator?"

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Mo: "Why? Want to stand up for them?"

The eyes of the errand disciples around him lit up and they looked at Lin Mo.

The world has suffered from the Sword Academy for a long time. Could it be that Lin Mo wants to be the hero who "rises up in rebellion"?

But Lin Mo's next sentence disappointed those menial disciples.

He looked at the square-faced swordsman and shook his head, "No."

The square-faced swordsman pursed his lips, revealing a hint of sarcasm. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the other party continue:

“I’m speaking for myself.”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but Lin Mo looked at them and laughed:
"If you want to cut in line, why don't you ask the person at the front of the line? Why don't you ask the people behind us for their opinions?"

Having said this, he paused deliberately and imitated the other party's tone just now:

"Why? Do you think it doesn't affect us, or are you simply bullying the weak and wanting to use your numbers to bully the few?"

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone silently gave Lin Mo a thumbs up in their hearts.

How bold!

The disciples of the Sword Academy bully the weak and fear the strong, and use their numbers to bully the few?

Everyone knows that what the Sword Academy disciples are most proud of is their killing power in one-on-one combat. They are known for having the smallest number of disciples but the strongest overall combat power.

It is also because of this that students from other departments will not easily provoke them.

Now what Lin Mo said was equivalent to a slap in the face.

So the square-faced swordsman was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect that after being so arrogant and domineering in the sect for so long, someone would dare to attack him.

He was immediately furious and looked at Lin Mo coldly:
"I, Tu Guan, a disciple of the Qingshan Sect's Sword Academy, am asking you for a sword. Do you dare to answer?"

Before Lin Mo could speak, He Fei behind him spoke first:

"Tuguan, don't be impulsive. He is not as simple as you think."

Tu Guan turned around and looked at He Fei, his tone didn't seem to take Lin Mo to heart:

"Brother He, you are just a novice at the first level of foundation building. What's so difficult about that?"

He Fei frowned and said, "He has won ninety consecutive victories in the sword arena. His strength should not be underestimated."

Ninety consecutive victories are certainly not easy, even for the disciples of the Sword Academy it is extremely difficult to do it.

What's more, Lin Mo achieved his 90th consecutive victory a few days ago.

Some time has passed, and no one knows whether the other party has obtained the title of monk as rumored.

If there is, I'm afraid the combat power will increase a lot.

"Brother He, you are too cautious. It's not like I didn't see his winning streak video."

Tu Guan said nonchalantly:

"It's just that he achieved these consecutive victories by imitating sword cultivators. And if he wasn't so lucky that his opponents were all ordinary Taoist temple scum, how could he not even make it to the bottom of the Liangyu Ranking after winning 90 consecutive victories?!"

After hearing this, the passers-by around also showed a thoughtful expression.

Indeed, the most questioned thing about Lin Mo’s 90-game winning streak was not his sword cultivation style, but this point.

Chu Wange, who also won ninety consecutive victories, has already made it into the top 500 of the Liangyu list, while Lin Mo has not yet reached the bottom of the Liangyu list.

It is conceivable that although both of them are at the same foundation-building stage, their combat power is still far apart.

Tu Guan said confidently: "What's more, I am a sword cultivator at the third level of foundation building!"

At this time, Pan Peng behind Lin Mo gritted his teeth, walked out of the crowd and came to his side:

"Brother Lin, this massacre is ranked on the Liangyu List. Let's retreat. We can go in later anyway, so it won't waste time..."

At the third level of foundation building, he was a sword cultivator who was best at fighting against opponents of higher levels and fighting head-on...

It is not uncommon to be on the Liangyu List.

The errand disciples around were silent.

Tu Guan and Lin Mo.

One is a disciple of the Sword Academy and a prodigy on the Liangyu List.

One is a freshman who is famous for imitating sword cultivators and has not made it onto the Liangyu List even after ninety consecutive victories.

The gap is quite big...

Everyone thought to themselves that they gradually stopped having high hopes for Lin Mo to accept the challenge.

Even if you accept the battle, there is a high probability that you will end up in failure.

Lin Mo didn't care what the people around him thought. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party:

"Did you misunderstand something? I'm imitating a sword cultivator, and you're not."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him.

Before the people around could express their surprise, Lin Mo continued:
"As for asking about the sword?"

"Okay, let's try it!"

At this point, he smiled and said jokingly:
"They are all 'fakes', so who is afraid of who?"

Looking at his smiling face, Tu Guan suddenly became furious.

Not only Tu Guan, but also He Fei and others' faces suddenly turned dark.

The reason is very simple, they are all sword servants, which are commonly known as "pseudo sword cultivators".

However, sword servants also possess extraordinary killing power, which is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators, so usually no one calls them fake sword cultivators.

Just like the vice-dean and the dean are collectively called the dean, sword cultivators and pseudo-sword cultivators are also collectively called sword cultivators.

Lin Mo called them "fakes" so blatantly, which was even more embarrassing than what he said just now!

(End of this chapter)