The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 213: What is this artistic conception? How can it be so domineering? (6k)

Soon, a huge black spaceship, like an ancient giant beast lurking in the void, slowly appeared in front of everyone.

It was hung with fluttering black dragon flags.

Immediately afterwards, two figures flew down.

One of them was Zhong Yao, the prefect of Longyuan County, and the other one looked younger, but he had an iron-blooded aura, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"Junior Jiang Pojun, nice to meet you, senior!" The young man saluted with his fists clasped, his voice very loud.

Zhong Yao glanced at Lu Yaoyao, Yan Xiaohu and Lu Yuanzhi, and a look of scrutiny flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions. Then he turned around and explained to Lin Daochen.

"Jiang Pojun is a deputy general of the Longxiong Army, one of the nine major legions on the border. He is also one of the prince's favorite disciples. I have been specially ordered to come and pick you up." Zhong Yao said.

After hearing this, the second uncle's eyes lit up immediately, and he even looked at Zhou Qing immediately, looking eager to try.

I haven't greeted that old guy for many years. I didn't expect that he had accepted another apprentice.

After hearing this, Lin Daochen nodded slightly and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you for your help."

Jiang Pojun clasped his fists again and said, "Originally, Master wanted to come and pick you up personally, but because Tai Yao Mountain and the Dragon King of Blood Prison Mountain are ready to make a move, our defenses are in crisis at many points, so Master can't get away."

"It just so happens that I'm on a mission at the Lingyun Mansion next door. Master was extremely happy when he learned that you'd been promoted to a Level 3 Formation Master. He specifically instructed me to invite you to the border with the most sincere heart and the highest courtesy."

"But I am afraid of disappointing Master's trust, so I have specially asked the County Magistrate for help. I hope Master will forgive me!"

After hearing this, Lin Daochen said, "What's the big deal? Can I refuse just because I'm not familiar with you?"

After saying this, he looked him up and down with a look of admiration and continued, "Speaking of which, you've already reached the rank of Lieutenant General at such a young age, and have been fighting bravely on the border to defend our country. Your responsibility and courage are truly admirable."

"On the contrary, I have always been obsessed with the study of formations. When it comes to protecting our country, I am far inferior to you. I am ashamed, ashamed."

Jiang Pojun quickly waved his hands, a trace of panic flashing across his face. He said anxiously, "Master Lin, you are too kind! Your willingness to come to the border this time is undoubtedly a timely help to us."

"Moreover, you have trained countless outstanding students over the years, and they have also made great contributions to the protection of the people in various parts of our dynasty. How can such achievements be compared with those of the younger generation?"

Lin Daochen opened his mouth and was about to say something, but it turned into a bitter smile.

On the other hand, Zhou Qing behind him was silent for a while, looking thoughtful.

Sects, mortals, dynasties, and cultivation countries, what kind of symbiotic balance exists between them?
……

This spaceship is very large, with a sophisticated and complex internal structure and numerous cabins.

Almost everyone can have their own private room.

Looking at the backs of County Magistrate Zhong Yao and Jiang Pojun talking on the deck, Zhou Qing was filled with thoughts.

At this moment, the second uncle came over with a sly smile on his face and asked softly, "Are you ready?"

Zhou Qing was slightly stunned, and subconsciously asked: "Now?"

The second uncle nodded and said firmly, "Of course not. You two are both in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. You have just passed through the teleportation array, and here we are in a desolate plain, which is the perfect place for sparring."

"Are you planning to wait until we get to the border and wait for them to attack you in a relentless war?"

Zhou Qing shook his head slightly, then looked at Jiang Pojun's figure, his eyes revealing an eagerness to try.

These people have been fighting bloody battles with the demons on the border for many years and have experienced countless life and death tests. Their combat power is absolutely extraordinary.

He also took this opportunity to see how big the gap was between himself and Jiang Pojun.

Seeing that Zhou Qing agreed to the competition, the second uncle's face immediately showed joy.

He rubbed his hands excitedly, then ran quickly to the other end of the deck, approached Jiang Pojun, and whispered a few words.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Pojun couldn't help but look back at Zhou Qing, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face, and then he shook his head.

Zhou Qing vaguely heard Jiang Pojun seem to be saying something like the formation master's combat power was relatively weak, and he was going to the border to help, and what if he got injured during the competition.

Without saying a word, the second uncle took out a top-grade spirit stone and waved it in front of Jiang Pojun.

"General Jiang, with your formidable fighting ability, a sparring match with him shouldn't take long. Just think of it as teaching him a lesson, letting him know that there are always people who are better than you."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid my brother will become arrogant and cause disaster in the future. As long as you can beat him in the competition, this top-grade spirit stone will be yours. How about it?"

After hearing what the second uncle said, Jiang Pojun's eyes flashed with hesitation.

A top-grade spirit stone is a rare and precious resource for cultivation for any cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, not to mention that it is just a casual exchange.

Zhong Yao, who was listening quietly at the side, now looked at Zhou Qing with interest, with curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, the second master was moved and said quickly: "My Lord, since you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you also add a bet?"

As he spoke, he took out another top-grade spirit stone and tossed it in his hand.

Zhong Yao raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How do you bet?"

The second uncle chuckled and said, "I bet Zhou Qing can defeat General Jiang within half an hour."

"Impossible!" Jiang Pojun spoke directly without thinking.

He has been fighting on the border for so many years, and he has killed countless powerful demon kings.

He is a warrior who thrives on fighting, and is almost invincible among the cultivators of the same level. How could he lose to a weak person who seems to be concentrating on studying formations and restrictions in just half an hour?

Zhong Yao's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have developed a strong interest in this bet. He then asked, "When did Zhou Qing break through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm?"

The second uncle answered truthfully: "A few days ago."

Jiang Pojun frowned after hearing this and said, "Then this is an unfair duel. I have been in the Spiritual Transformation Realm for over a hundred years. Whether it's the control of state of mind or the accumulation of combat experience, I far surpass him."

The second uncle said provocatively: "That's not certain. Just tell me if you dare or not."

After hearing this, Jiang Pojun's eyes flashed with anger, and a red spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

The gun exudes a fiery breath, as if containing endless fighting spirit.

He stood up, his spiritual energy surging around him, and he was filled with fighting spirit. He shouted loudly: "Fight!"

Zhong Yao was also relieved at this moment. A top-grade spirit stone also appeared in his hand. With a relaxed smile on his face, he said, "Then let's play around."

But at this moment, the second uncle gritted his teeth and took out ten top-grade spirit stones from his storage bag.

His eyes flashed with madness as he looked straight at Zhong Yao and said, "This is all I have. I wonder if the County Magistrate would dare to make a gamble with me?"

Zhong Yao looked at the second uncle and was stunned. He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary young man in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm was actually such a crazy gambler.

He pondered for a moment, patted his storage bag, and took out ten top-grade spirit stones, saying proudly, "Let's bet!"

The second uncle looked at Zhong Yao's decisive look, and his expression suddenly trembled, as if he regretted his impulsiveness just now.

But the words had already been spoken, and there was no way to back down, so he nodded and quickly ran towards Zhou Qing.

"Kid, this is a bet of ten top-grade spirit stones. You must defeat Jiang Pojun within half an hour."

"But you can't win too quickly, otherwise once your true fighting power is unleashed, subsequent bets will be meaningless, do you understand?" The second uncle specifically warned.

Zhou Qing nodded and asked seriously, "Then can I use the Emperor's Brilliance Sutra?"

The second uncle patted his chest and said, "You can use all the means you can use. I am here to protect you. Why are you afraid that others will not be able to snatch it away? What's more, compared to these magical powers, that thing is the most precious thing you have."

Of course Zhou Qing knew that the "thing" that the second uncle was talking about was the inscription-level magical power "Blood Curtain of a Hundred Tribulations".

At this moment, seeing Jiang Pojun walking towards him with a spear in his hand, Zhou Qing also stood up and greeted him with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Until the two were less than a few feet apart, their eyes met in the air.

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Jiang Pojun asked, his voice low and magnetic, with the heroic spirit of a veteran on the battlefield.

He even gently waved the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear drew an arc in the air, causing a slight whistling sound.

Zhou Qing took a deep breath and said slowly, "Please teach me."

As the conversation between the two ended, the atmosphere around them suddenly became tense.

The dozen or so Blood Forbidden Army soldiers who followed with them were also full of curiosity. Lu Yaoyao, Yan Xiaohu and others who noticed something was wrong also came out of the cabin and stared at the two of them closely.

shhhhh!

The two of them left the deck in an instant and headed straight into the air.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Pojun took the lead in launching an attack.

His figure flashed and rushed towards Zhou Qing like a red lightning.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing calmly took out the broken sword, turned his wrist, and held the broken sword steadily across his body. He faced Jiang Pojun's spear head-on without fear.

"clang!"

The sound of metal collision exploded instantly, shaking the surrounding air.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere.

After the initial test, a strange light flashed in Jiang Pojun's eyes. He was obviously a little surprised by Zhou Qing's response and the toughness of the broken sword.

But as a veteran warrior with rich combat experience, he did not give Zhou Qing any chance to breathe.

He just shook his wrist, and like a nimble snake, the spear drew a strange and deadly arc in the air and stabbed towards Zhou Qing again.

This time, the spear's attack angle was extremely tricky. The spear tip was like a flashing cold star, carrying a sharp gust of wind, heading straight for Zhou Qing's vitals.

Jiang Pojun's spearmanship is a combination of his many years of experience fighting against demons on the border. Each move contains hidden killing moves that are hard to guard against.

At this moment, Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and silver light flashed under his feet. It was as if he was stepping on the void. His body instantly moved sideways half a foot, cleverly avoiding the sharp edge of the spear.

At the same time, the broken sword in his hand rose up and slashed at the spear at a strange angle.

The broken sword and the spear collided again, making a "clang" sound, like the clash of golden swords.

As the battle dragged on, the air around them grew increasingly turbulent, the clash of spiritual energy unleashing gusts of wind that rustled everyone's clothing. It was clear that Zhou Qing's three-plus years of life-and-death battles with the numerous Divine Transformation Realm masters of the prefectures and clans under Longyuan County had given him a wealth of experience in combat.

Of course, some people secretly speculated that perhaps Jiang Pojun, out of respect for Master Lin, deliberately let him win in the early stages of the competition to avoid excessive embarrassment for both sides.

"Brother Zhou, come on!" Lu Yaoyao cupped her hands to her mouth, lying on the deck, her eyes sparkling as she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Fourth brother, kill him!" Yan Xiaohu's eyes were also full of excitement. Ever since he knew that the man in front of him was the prince's apprentice, he had anticipated this scene today.

After all, he knew very well the main purpose of the fourth brother following the second uncle to the border.

Master Lu stood aside, her eyes flickering. You know, these were disciples trained by two people at the Soul Severing Realm. She was really curious about who was stronger and who was weaker.

Only Lin Daochen shook his head slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but the young man was full of passion and he really couldn't bear to forcibly stop this rare opportunity for training.

Time passed little by little, and seeing that Zhou Qing was still at ease under his fierce attack, Jiang Pojun couldn't help but flash a hint of excitement and solemnity in his eyes.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry!"

The next moment, Jiang Pojun roared, and his aura suddenly changed, and a strong bloody smell surged out of his body.

"Few people can achieve my artistic conception. Zhou Qing, among your peers, you have enough to be proud of!"

As Jiang Pojun finished speaking, the originally blue sky was instantly covered by a blood-red haze, so thick that it seemed to be dripping with blood.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red rainstorm formed by evil energy poured down.

Then, a hot and foul smell gushed out from under his feet.

In just a blink of an eye, Zhou Qing found that he had found himself on a desolate battlefield that had experienced countless wars.

The ground was cracked and black smoke was rising.

As the scorched earth spread, one broken bronze chariot after another slowly rose from the ground, and the wheels made a dull and suppressed sound as they rolled.

On the chariots, some illusory figures can be vaguely seen. They hold weapons in their hands, shout, and charge forward. Although their figures are blurry, their fearless aura is overwhelming.

Boom boom boom!
What is even more shocking is that three hundred bronze war drums appeared out of thin air.

With a low shout from Jiang Pojun, the war drums began to beat on their own.

Every roar was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart, causing everyone's consciousness to tremble.

Seeing this scene, everyone's face changed, and Lu Yaoyao's eyes were full of worry, and her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes.

County Magistrate Zhong Yao smiled faintly and said, "I've long heard that General Jiang's [Blood Prison Battlefield] strikes fear into the hearts of the demon race. Seeing it today, I can see that it truly lives up to its reputation. By the way, what kind of artistic conception did Zhou Qing comprehend?"

After hearing this, the second master looked relaxed and said slowly, "You will know after you take a look, my Lord."

Looking at the second uncle with a faint smile on his face, Zhong Yao couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

He frowned subconsciously, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the two people in the air again.

At this moment, Zhou Qing stood in the bloody rain and wind, his clothes rustling, and his eyes revealed an extraordinary determination and domineering.

"Don't blame me!" Zhou Qing murmured, stomped his feet suddenly, and the spiritual power in his body circulated wildly.

In an instant, an even more domineering aura burst out from Zhou Qing's body.

This breath seemed to come from an ancient overlord, with an aura of supremacy, directly impacting Jiang Pojun's [Blood Prison Battlefield] artistic conception.

"Broken!" Zhou Qing uttered a word in a low voice, but it made people's scalp tingle.

The next moment, the bloody artistic conception that was originally rushing towards Zhou Qing began to collapse as if it were made of paper.

The vast scorched earth quickly dissipated, the bronze chariots turned into powder, the bloody rainstorm came to an abrupt end, and the bronze war drums also let out a dull wail under the impact of this powerful force, and then shattered into countless pieces.

Jiang Pojun even spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee, his mind blank, and he seemed to have no idea what was happening.

This scene happened so suddenly that no one could recover for a long time.

Dazzled?

How could Jiang Pojun's indestructible state of mind suddenly disappear?

County Magistrate Zhong Yao frowned, and soon seemed to have guessed something, his heart trembling wildly.

How did he comprehend such a heaven-defying artistic conception?
Lu Yaoyao's eyes had already turned into crescent shapes from smiling.

[Heart Judgment Points +9]

The word "so awesome" on his head actually turned into "so domineering".

As for Yan Xiaohu, such scenes are no longer strange to him.

"Be careful!" Looking at the stunned Jiang Pojun, Zhou Qing shouted, and a dazzling lightning flashed on the broken sword in an instant.

In the lightning, sword energies crisscrossed, as if they were going to tear the world apart.

Then it fell down with a loud bang!

Jiang Pojun reacted quickly and raised his spear to block it. For a moment, he was forced to retreat repeatedly by the attack of the combination of thunder and sword.

At this moment, Jiang Pojun felt a little aggrieved, and in a hurry, he wanted to display the artistic conception of [Blood Prison Battlefield] again.

As the blood-red scene around him solidified, Zhou Qing raised his left hand slightly, pointed lightly at the artistic conception area, and said, "Break!"

A golden ripple spread out, breaking his state of mind again.

"How is this possible!" Jiang Pojun shouted in horror.

At this moment, he finally understood what Zhou Qing meant, with horror on his face.

But at this moment he had no time to think, Zhou Qing's attack was already right in front of him, and he could only hastily block it with his spear.

"Dang!" The broken sword and the spear collided again, and the powerful force made Jiang Pojun's arm numb.

hum-

Before he could steady himself, a huge golden crow's shadow roared towards the sky and suddenly rushed towards him.

The scorching flames made Jiang Pojun's face change drastically. He quickly retreated, and the red spear in his hand began to spin rapidly.

A red flame also burned on the gun body, but it was obviously a level lower than the Golden Crow Fire.

As the spiritual power surged, the flames, driven by the rotating spear, quickly formed an impenetrable barrier.

"boom!"

The next moment, the Golden Crow and the flame barrier collided violently, and the powerful energy impact caused the spaceship not far away to shake violently.

Jiang Pojun's flame screen shattered instantly without exception, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, and then crashed heavily into the ground, forming a huge deep pit.

"Puff!" Jiang Pojun immediately got up and spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could move, Zhou Qing's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

The broken sword in his hand was pointing directly at Jiang Pojun's throat.

Looking at the flashing lightning on the tip of the sword, Jiang Pojun's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

My mind is completely blank.

Did he lose?
Did he lose so easily?
He was a deputy general of the Longxiong Army of the nine border legions, a man that countless demon kings shuddered at the mention of. Yet, in less than half an hour, he was defeated by a man who had only been promoted to the God Transformation stage for a few days?
Moreover, this person focuses most of his energy on the research of formations.

"Brother Jiang, I'm sorry!" Zhou Qing then put away the broken sword and saluted him with a fist.

In this battle, he didn't use the spiritual power and blood essence in the four-colored flowers at all, and he didn't even have time to use the "Emperor Glory Sutra".

Throughout the entire battle, he actually only used less than 50% of his strength.

The boost brought by the Four Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head has long enabled him to completely crush those of the same level and suppress those who are one level higher than himself.

If it was really a life-and-death battle, the injuries caused by tetanus alone would be enough to devastate Jiang Pojun.

Therefore, during the battle, he tried his best to prevent the broken sword from scratching him.

Jiang Pojun stood up in a daze, staring blankly at the long spear that was stuck not far away.

A strong sense of frustration came over him, making his eyes empty and lifeless.

He just couldn't understand why, after years of fighting on the border battlefield and going through countless life-and-death battles, he was defeated so easily by Zhou Qing?

Lu Yaoyao was the first to react, her eyes full of admiration, and she immediately cheered excitedly: "We won, we won!"

Yan Xiaohu also looked excited.

The Spirit Transformation Realm, that is the elder level existence in Taiqing Sect, but the fourth brother defeated him in such a short time, his combat power is simply beyond imagination.

Even many of the methods he was familiar with were of no use.

Lu Yuanzhi, who was standing next to Lu Yaoyao, had a glint of surprise in his eyes, and then looked at the second uncle who was pretending to be young.

The disciples taught by this senior are truly extraordinary.

Lin Daochen nodded slightly.

He has extraordinary combat power and also likes to learn battle formations, so he can be said to be good at both offense and defense.

Good, good, really good!

"Mr. County Magistrate..." The second uncle looked at him with a smile and rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

County Magistrate Zhong Yao looked at the fallen Jiang Pojun with a complicated expression on his face.

Looking at "Si Yunya" who came closer, he smiled calmly and directly gave him ten top-grade spirit stones.

"Thank you!" The second uncle smiled happily.

It's the end of the month, I'm begging for a monthly ticket, it's about to expire
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