Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 52 This sword is ordinary
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As soon as Sun Yanwan stepped onto the stone platform, she became the focus of everyone's attention.

There is a poem praising him: Dressed in a Taoist robe of pale yellow, with a waist worth a thousand gold coins, the young man should only see famous paintings, with his majestic and elegant posture at the youngest.

Almost everyone couldn't help but secretly praise in their hearts: "What a handsome young man."

Nan Mengsu was startled and exclaimed, "Why is he wearing a light yellow Taoist robe?"

Nan Mengjiu couldn't help but ask, "What does it matter if he wears a pale yellow Taoist robe? How did he become a member of Lingjian Peak?"

Nan Mengsu took a deep breath and whispered, "The Songyang Sect is not only a martial arts sect, but also inherits the Xuanhuang Dao lineage. The highest level of the Xuanhuang Dao is the Heavenly Master, who wears a yellow robe and a black crown."

Nan Mengjiu still didn't understand and said, "Fourth sister, stop playing dumb and tell me what's going on."

Nan Mengsu's voice trembled slightly as she said, "Only the Seven Friends of Songyang Sect, the third generation masters Pei Han, Wei Yingxiao, Jiang Yan, and the so-called Twelve True Disciples, are qualified to dress like this."

Nan Mengjiu was startled and exclaimed, "Is he really the disciple of Grandmaster Zhang Yuanqiao?"

Nan Mengsu smiled bitterly, stretched out her slender finger and pointed at another young Taoist priest beside the stone platform.

Now that he had returned to Songyang Mountain, how could Zhang Qingxi not be recognized?
At this time, countless people came to pay their respects to Zhang Qingxi. Even Jiang Yan, a disciple of Yunzhongjun Gongsunfu, who ranked third among the Seven Friends of Songyang and one of the three grandmasters of the third generation, came over with a smile and patted the shoulder of this junior brother.

Jiang Yan did not join the Xuanhuang Dao and was dressed in secular clothes. This senior sister was as beautiful as a flower and the moon, wearing white clothes and a golden belt. She gave people a powerful aura as if the sun was passing through the sky and all things were burning. She was not like Zhang Yuanqiao or Madam Wei.

Yuchi Han, whose speculation was reasonable just now, felt like he had swallowed a toad alive.

Jun Tingyun, the Tiger Roar and Dragon Roar Master, Su Hong, the Porcelain Master, and the two brothers Wen Buyan and Wen Buyu, all knew without any evidence that everyone's previous guesses were completely wrong.

In this world, some people travel thousands of miles with their swords in pursuit of powerful enemies, some are born into prominent families and are cheered by countless friends and relatives, some people live in the open air and work hard to become famous overnight but are always mediocre, but there are also some people who simply take the stage and become famous all over the world!

A thought kept echoing in Nan Mengjiu's heart: "I actually looked down on the Little Sword God Zhang Qingxi to his face..."

Sun Lingdie was also extremely surprised and hurried to look at her grandfather. She was with Nan Mengjiu, but her grandfather could not come over and stayed with Jun Tingyun. At this time, the Great Sage Tianji Sun Yunhe had a dull look in his eyes, and the pipe in his hand was held upside down, and his beard had been lit.

Sun Yanwan was completely oblivious to all this. His opponent, a burly man, jumped up. He was at least in his thirties, with a greasy face and weathered skin. He definitely couldn't be a teenager.

Sun Yanwan couldn't help but yell, "Why are you playing in the C group at your age?"

The burly man smiled awkwardly and said, "Junior Master, I've only been your disciple for a little over a year, and choosing the "C" combination is in accordance with our sect's rules. In my early years, I once opened a shop in Hunnan Road and became the leader of a large village. Master saw that I had some talent and had never done evil, so he accepted me as his disciple."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself, "Is this even possible? This teacher's nephew must have been practicing martial arts for over twenty years. How should I fight him?"

The burly man had vaguely heard that Sun Yanwan had some background, but because he was too young, had only recently become a disciple, and was too old to be close to his fellow disciples, he had no concrete information. The rumors that reached him were already bizarre and outlandish, with the most outrageous being the rumor that Sun Yanwan was the illegitimate grandson of the headmaster's great uncle...

No matter what, he made up his mind that he could win, but he must not hurt this person, so as not to be bullied in the sect.

What if one of the elders above him gets angry and kicks him out?
Being able to become Songyang's disciple was a blessing he had prayed for in several lifetimes, and Gao Yuan was determined not to miss this opportunity.

The two men exchanged greetings, and Sun Yanwan drew out the Jingchan Sword, lightly tapping it, and unleashed a Hunyuan Sword Technique move called "One Pillar Flying to the Sky." He hadn't mastered this move, so it was just a feint.

Gao Yuan also drew out his sword and swung it with his backhand, trying to deflect the sword.

Sun Yanwan's eyes lit up, and she secretly exclaimed, "There's a flaw!"

He practiced the Thirty-Six Postures of Hunyuan and the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, and had a solid foundation in swordsmanship. He also often received swordsmanship instruction from Zhang Yuanqiao and Zhang Qingxi. Although he could not use the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique in public, his vision was not worse because of this. He changed his swordsmanship and cut off the opponent's move without any problem.

This sword move was not even a sword technique, but just a basic sword move. However, Sun Yanwan used it just right, pointing to the flaw in Gao Yuan's sword technique.

Most of the onlookers had ordinary martial arts skills and thought that the sword was just ordinary. But those with strong martial arts skills could see that the sword was simple and elegant, and it was obvious that it was the product of countless hard work.

The Seven Clans Martial Competition of the Songyang Sect is a mixed competition among Group A, Group B, and Group C. Everyone wants to watch Group A, and many people pay attention to Group B. Group C is like giving people time to go to the toilet.

After all, for a disciple who has only been in the sect for a few years, his martial arts skills are not that high even in a big martial arts sect like Songyang, and the show is also not very entertaining. Apart from the relatives and friends of the disciples who are competing in the competition, not many people like to watch it because they love the sect and the people in it.

After Sun Yanwan came on stage, he became the biggest focus of the whole audience. At this time, his identity had spread everywhere, and there were more people watching this competition than those watching the competition of Group A.

Gao Yuan was trapped in the situation and felt that Sun Yanwan's sword was ordinary. He could obviously block it, but his body and gestures were extremely awkward when he used the sword to block Sun Yanwan's feint. He should have been able to block the sword easily, but he had no time to do so. He watched helplessly as the sword picked up his sleeve and he easily won the round.

After all, it was a duel between fellow disciples. After Sun Yanwan succeeded in striking the opponent with his sword, he stepped back a few steps, clasped his hands, and said, "Thank you for letting me win."

Gao Yuan blushed, bowed, and jumped off the stone platform.

Sun Yanwan won a game, and the next game was almost in the afternoon, so she jumped off the stone platform. However, she saw Sun Lingdie performing light skills and flying towards her like a little butterfly.

From a distance, she called out, "Your swordsmanship has improved even more."

Originally, if there was no one around, she would have called him Brother Sun, but there were so many people present, and girls are shy after all, so she skipped such an intimate address.

Little Taoist Nun Yan Sheng, who was resting nearby and waiting to go on stage for the duel, had her eyes wide open as she thought to herself, "He's here!"

"For the proud daughter of the Tianji Sun family to be so proactive in being intimate with him, he must have known about Junior Master Sun's identity and background for a long time."

"The Great Sage Tianji is indeed worthy of being a veteran Xiantian Realm master. His vision is venomous."

"Although the Nanmeng family is ranked higher than the Tianji Sun family, they made a huge mistake this time and missed out on such a good man."

"Master Sun is fine too!"

"Hehe, they even met Junior Master Zhang Qingxi that day!"

"That's a real phoenix."

"Namco, Namco-9, I will never meet such outstanding people as these two junior masters again in this lifetime."

(End of this chapter)