In an instant, everyone else in the square was no longer in Yun Zhanyi's eyes.

She held the peach branch in the posture of holding a sword. No matter what she held in her hand, as long as there was a sword in her heart, what she held in her hand was a sword.

Everything that happened on the Xuanhe trial stage that day, as Xia Zhi, he neither deserved to know nor had any channels to know. No matter how stupid Yun Xiangye was, he knew that he could not grow up to the prestige of Yun Zhanyi, so Yun Zhanyi

She never mentioned how Xu Qingshu's clothes were beaten, and only focused on the demon cultivator.

Therefore, although Xia Zhi was overwhelmed by Yun Zhanyi's courage, he was still an inner sect disciple with good cultivation, and he did not take Yun Zhanyi, who had not even joined the sect, seriously.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, held the sword with one hand, and tapped the ground with his toes like Master Xu Qingshu, whom every sword-practicing disciple of the Tianhe Sect admired. Xia Zhi had practiced this move for a long time, but even though he couldn't do it,

The hall master is so nimble and quick, but he also has some appearance.

Xia Zhi felt a little proud. His swordsmanship talent was quite good among the inner disciples of the same generation. As long as he practiced diligently, he might be noticed by Hall Master Xu and recruited into the hall!

However, the next second, he felt a strong sword energy, like a strong wind sweeping towards his face.

Must avoid!

However, his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and before he could react, he had already flown out.

Not only him, but all the onlookers in the entire square were unable to see Yun Zhanyi's movements clearly. They could only see the peach blossoms on the peach blossom branches, pink and light, flashing past.

Yun Zhanyi was as graceful as a fairy, falling behind Xia Zhi, not a single flower fell from the peach branch in his hand.

At the same time as Yingying landed, Xia Zhi's body that was thrown away also landed with a heavy thud.

"boring."

Yun Zhanyi gave a cold evaluation.

It's really boring. Beating a kid is really boring. There's no way he can survive her.

No, half a move.

Now she has talent and skills but no cultivation. She can barely say that she has fun fighting Xu Qingshu. At Xia Zhi's level, peach branches are superfluous, and one index finger is enough.

"Damn it! You are cheating!"

Xia Zhi struggled to get up from the ground. Yun Zhanyi was more or less conscious of beating the children, and did not really use his full strength. He was spared a lot of mercy. In Xia Zhi's view, Yun Zhanyi was nothing special.

It was all due to his carelessness!

"Come again!"

Yun Zhanyi glanced at him and handed the peach blossom branch to Hongyao: "Take it."

Regardless of whether she is a child or not, since her opponent still has the will to fight, she can challenge him.

Just try using your index finger.

After thinking about it, she stretched out her index finger and said, "Come here."

Xia Zhi's eyes widened, and then her face turned red: "Stop looking down on others!"

He picked up the sword again, held a sword flower in his arm, and rushed towards Yun Zhanyi.

This sword flower is in good shape, and it seems that he has practiced a lot. If he spends this time practicing basic skills, Xia Zhi can withstand the fight for a while longer.

Yun Zhanyi commented secretly, then slowly closed his eyes, feeling the faint sword energy on the other side.

The meaning of the sword means that there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart. Feeling it with all your heart, being keen, insightful, and perceiving the world is the first step in starting your hand.

At this moment, Yun Zhanyi's purpose is not to defeat Xia Zhi, she is to regain the feeling of the sword.

Whoosh!!

This time, everyone saw Yun Zhanyi's movements clearly. She only stretched out one finger of her right hand, drew an arc, and touched the right side of Xia Zhi's sword blade.

Next, everyone didn't understand why, just like that, she didn't seem to move, and Xia Zhi broke her sword and flew away.

He rolled in the air and fell heavily to the ground again!

Yun Zhanyi took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes again.

Sure enough, she needs to practice.

She had not practiced sword practice for sixteen years, which made her senses dull a lot.

Swordsmanship must be practiced every day and cannot be slacked off even for a single day!

If you don’t practice for a day, you will know it!

If you haven’t practiced for sixteen years, your opponent will know!

Xia Zhi may not know it, but he fell a bit hard this time. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up and pointed the dagger at Yun Zhanyi: "I don't accept it! Come again!!"

Yun Zhanyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

The young man is quite resilient.

After two battles, Yun Zhanyi had figured out the basics of Xia Zhi to some extent. He was somewhat talented. If he practiced it down-to-earth, he would never even think about the Great Dao, but once he was promoted to the fifth level, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Coupled with such an indomitable spirit, he is a good candidate for learning swordsmanship.

However, she needs to confirm one thing: "Are you a man?"

Xia Zhi was startled and realized that Yun Zhanyi was insulting him for not being like a man. He was so angry that his hair almost exploded!

"Of course I am an upright man! Aren't I just willing to admit defeat? I apologize!"

Yun Zhanyi felt a bit regretful.

It's a pity that he is a man.

In her previous life, she had been entangled by that crazy man Feng Bugui for tens of thousands of years, and was finally betrayed by Zong Hao, a wicked male disciple. Not only did she fail to ascend, she was also trapped in the Soul-Suppressing Tower, delaying her sword practice for sixteen years.

So much so that Yun Zhanyi has a bit of a psychological shadow on male disciples. She certainly won't dislike all men because of this, but she doesn't want to accept any male disciples for the time being.

Even if it is a good seedling.

Let Xu Qing teach you.

Xia Zhi strode up to Hongyao and shouted: "I'm sorry!"

Hongyao glanced at him and then at her eldest lady. Yun Zhanyi touched Hongyao's head and asked, "Do you forgive him?"

Although Hongyao was a little timid, he responded loudly to Yun Zhanyi's question: "I forgive him for pushing back on me! But I will never forgive him for speaking ill of the eldest lady in my whole life!!"

What a wonderful girl!

If there weren't so many people around, Yun Zhanyi would have hugged Hongyao tightly in his arms and rubbed her little head and face hard.

Suppressing the overflowing love in his heart, Yun Zhanyi looked around, but Yun Xiangye was nowhere to be seen.

She opened her mouth, wanting to ask, but then realized that she didn't know what the movie about the little girl in pink clothes was called.

never mind.

It's not important either.

She looked at Xia Zhi, her eyes swept over the young people in the square one by one, organized her words in her mind, and said: "This is your first offender, so just apologize this time. Next time, if anyone dares

If you bully Hongyao, I will knock your heads off!"

After saying the cruel words, she took Hongyao and turned around and left.

I haven't let go of such childish and cruel words in more than 20,000 years. I don't know why, but I feel a little happy.

…

On the other side, Yun Xiangye thought about it and finally thought of a way.

Although she couldn't go to the Fighting Beast Hall to complain about Yun Zhanyi's private fight, she could go to Xu Qingshu.

When it comes to who in the Tianhe Sect hates Yun Zhanyi the most, it is of course Xu Qingshu, his adopted son and disciple who was brutally murdered by that demon cultivator!

Even on that day, Xu Qingshu saw the demon cultivator with his own eyes and directly participated in the battle against the demon cultivator. He clearly understood that Yun Zhanyi was the one who was taken away, but he could not remain calm when he saw that face.

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Hate is not something that reason can resolve!
Chapter completed!