Xiuxian: The start is full of charm

This sword was so powerful that it directly sent Zhang Lin flying hundreds of meters away.

If it wasn't for Lin Qianyi's deliberate effort, then this sword could directly be a kill, not just the current defeat.

If it is said that Jianmang caused physical damage to Zhang Lin, then the word "just this" caused magical damage.

"puff……"

He who didn't have much vigor and energy originally, after hearing these two words, spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"It's over, it's over."

Compared with the physical injury, Zhang Lin's mental injury is actually more serious.

I took the initiative to provoke, but failed so completely.

If the situation of the battle was a stalemate, and Lin Qianyi barely won in the end, then forget it.

But now, he didn't even make a move with his sword. This scene vividly explained what it meant to bring self-inflicted humiliation.

"So many people have seen it, how can I behave in the future?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Lin felt resentment and hatred in his heart.

"Today's shame, I will pay back a hundredfold in the future."

He didn't dare to look at Lin Qianyi at all, nor did he dare to look at the eyes of the people around him.

Zhang Lin closed his eyes directly, lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

"What a terrifying sword, is this the power that the sixth level of Qi training can possess?"

"It's a good thing that I didn't become this early bird, the head teacher's direct disciple, it really isn't something you and I can compare to."

"I just said that Senior Brother Lin will definitely win. He who can directly become a true disciple, how could he not have real skills."

"Really? I don't remember what you said just now."

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The sword just now not only defeated Zhang Lin, but also pierced through the title of the weakest true biography in history.

It is true that Lin Qianyi's current strength is not as good as the other true disciples, but can the other true disciples have such strength when they are practicing at the sixth level?
"Is there anyone else who wants to teach me?"

Zhang Lin is definitely not the only one who has an idea in his heart. Anyway, he has already made a move, so let's just clean it up.

Seeing Lin Qianyi's gaze, the outer disciples all lowered their heads subconsciously.

Zhang Lin, who is number one in the outer sect, can't even take a single sword?

At this time, who dares to go up?
"no yet?"

Seeing that no one made any more noise, Lin Qianyi did not continue to provoke. He shook his head with a light smile, and he left the ring directly.

The sword just now was considered to have established a prestige among the outer disciples, and this sword also saved him a lot of trouble.

From now on, there will definitely be a lot fewer people who dare to trouble him.

"It's over."

This so-called outer sect competition has been delayed for a long time.

Now, Lin Qianyi just wanted to go back and brush up as soon as possible.

"ended."

Su Ningxue nodded, and then stood up from her seat.

"Take me to Wanshou Peak, it's too slow for me to run there by myself."

Instead of being polite to Su Ningxue, Lin Qianyi smiled and put forward her request directly.

"Well, let's go, brother."

While taking out the boat, Su Ningxue also secretly made a decision in her heart.

"I'm also going to retreat and practice painstakingly. My brother is so talented and works so hard. What reason do I have to slack?"

The small boat vacated and flew towards Wanshoufeng.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?"

After Lin Qianyi left, someone rushed to Zhang Lin's side.

He helped Zhang Lin up with his hands, and then put a healing elixir into his mouth.

In fact, Zhang Lin has been awake all along. He pretended to be dizzy just now, but he just didn't know how to face the next thing.

Now the matter is over, so he slowly woke up.

"Don't stretch it, help me to Purple Bamboo Peak."

The person in front of him was Zhang Lin's confidant, and he just nodded silently when he heard the order.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Lin arrived at Zizhu Peak.

The scenery on the Purple Bamboo Peak is just like its name, the entire mountain is covered with emerald green bamboos.

Surrounded by bamboo clusters, there is a small building made of bamboo strips.

The shape of the small building is elegant, and it looks like a handicraft from a distance.

Signaling his confidant to wait in place, Zhang Lin walked to the small building alone.

"Stop, who told you to come here? You are so brave, you dare to trespass on Purple Spring Peak."

As soon as he approached the small building, a maid in a white robe spotted Zhang Lin.

The white-robed maid only has the strength of the third level of Qi training, but she raised her weapon without hesitation.

"it's me."

Raising his head, Zhang Lin's voice was full of weakness.

"Third young master, how did you become like this?"

"Who did it? He didn't want to die? He dared to beat you like this."

Zhang Lin looked miserable, and the maid looked at him carefully for a while before she recognized his identity.

"Third young master, wait a moment, I will report right away."

The maid knew Zhang Lin's purpose for coming here, so he turned around and walked into the small building.

After a few breaths, the maid walked out of the small building.

"Third young master, you go in."

"Well, it's work."

Although the maid only has the third level of Qi training, Zhang Lin still politely thanked her.

Without it, because the maid is someone close to Zhang Wangu.

Zhang Wangu, the young master of the Zhang family in Yongcheng, is a peerless genius with various auras from birth.

He can speak at the age of one, knows a thousand characters at the age of three, and has read the Four Books and Five Classics by the age of five.

At the age of ten, he was accepted as an apprentice by an elder in the Daluo Holy Land. He established the foundation in five years and formed the alchemy in seven years.

Zhang Wangu, 22 years old this year, is not only a monk of Jindan Realm, but also one of the true heirs of Daluo Holy Land.

Zhang Wangu, a true disciple, is different from Lin Qianyi because he ranks in the top three in the true disciple list.

In other words, Zhang Wangu can rank third among the many Jindan monks in the Daluo Holy Land.

Both Zhang Lin and Zhang Wangu came from the Zhang family, and at the same time, Zhang Wangu was also his elder brother.

Zhang Wangu still attaches great importance to family relationships, and he often gives some resources to Zhang Lin.

Even when he is free, he will personally guide.

It is precisely because of the existence of Zhang Wangu that Zhang Lin was able to get the first place in the outer sect.

After brewing his emotions, Zhang Lin stumbled into the small building.

The area of ​​the small building is not big, Zhang Lin saw Zhang Wangu after walking a few steps.

At this moment, Zhang Wangu is sitting cross-legged on a futon. The futon is not a rare treasure, it is also made of bamboo.

In fact, not only the futon, but also the rest of Zhang Wangu's room are made of bamboo.

Bamboo stool, bamboo table, bamboo bed...

Obviously, this is a person who loves bamboo very much.

First, he brewed his emotions, and then Zhang Lin fell to his knees on the ground.

"Clan brother, you have to be the master for me."

In order to show his grief and indignation, Zhang Lin kowtowed directly.

"Bang... bang..."

Zhang Lin used a lot of strength, and within two strokes, his forehead turned blood red.

"What does it look like? Where did you remember the things you usually teach?"

At the same time as the sound was made, Zhang Wangu also slowly opened his eyes.

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