My disciples have hidden identities

"Please what please!"

Ji Pingsheng rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "I don't clean my own house, and you still count on outsiders? You should take turns to clean the sect every week."

"Among the cleaning people, do you include the suzerain?"

Ji Youkun asked cautiously.

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

"If you want me to do everything myself, what's the use of you!"

Ji Pingsheng justly refused.

Xiao Youkun pouted.

When he reached the center of the martial arts arena, Ji Pingsheng pointed to the crowd and said, "You stand side by side."

The four of them stood opposite Ji Pingsheng together like elementary school students, wanting to see what amazing speech Ji Pingsheng could say next.

clap clap.

Ji Pingsheng clapped his hands violently, attracted everyone's attention and stared at them, with a very serious face, and said in a high-pitched tone: "Now, the suzerain announces that the first sect martial arts tournament of the Shangqing sect is now start!"

Jing Osmanthus: "..."

Qi Luo: "..."

You Kun: "..."

Chi Zhengyang: "..."

Zongmen martial arts tournament?

A sect with only four disciples wants to hold a martial arts tournament?

Sure enough, it was an astonishing speech, and they were shocked when he opened his mouth.

"Little Sect Master, are you sick and burning your head?"

Qi Luo looked at Ji Pingsheng with worried eyes, and said with concern in a soft voice.

"What a mess."

Ji Pingsheng had a black line on his face: "I am going to check the results of your two-day training to see how well you have learned what I have taught you."

two days...

What can I learn in two days!

Little Youkun twisted his head and snorted softly: "Aside from asking me to do some inexplicable movements and run around, you didn't teach me anything."

amount.

Ji Pingsheng was speechless, he coughed twice, and reasoned with a calm face: "The master leads you into the door to practice on your own, and you don't teach you anything, won't you understand it by yourself?"

He's behaving like a mentor with a graduate student right now.

Don't teach anything, don't care about anything, let it go for a period of time, and then take the assessment when you come up.

What are you kidding, this exam is a fart!

Chapter 53 Communication

They had no way to object to what Ji Pingsheng had already decided, so they could only agree to it.

What's more, it's not a bad thing.

Isn't it just a contest?

Just like brothers and sisters to exchange feelings.

Chi Zhengyang asked: "Sovereign, who will compare with whom?"

At this time, normal people would think that they were comparing the four disciples two by two.

However, an even more astonishing speech appeared.

After scanning them around, Ji Pingsheng said casually: "I will compare with you."

"Who am I with..."

Chi Zhengyang didn't react at first, but suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and looked at Ji Pingsheng with a confused face: "Sect Master, what did you say?"

The same is true for other people. They thought there was something wrong with their ears, so they kneaded them vigorously twice.

"Who compares with whom???"

Qi Luo widened her eyes and said in surprise.

Did you hear me right, Xiao Zong wants to practice with them?

"It's not a comparison, I just want to take this opportunity to see your strength and understand my own strength at the same time."

Ji Pingsheng said with a smile.

He has no other meaning, communication, just communication.

"This……"

Chi Zhengyang and Qi Luo looked embarrassed, their expressions extremely tangled.

Not to mention the strength of the two of them in Shang Qingzong, it is difficult to find an opponent even in the entire Beiyuan City.

Especially Qiluo, she is a top existence even in Beizhou in the Three Disasters.

Let them communicate with Ji Pingsheng?

How to communicate, do you communicate with your eyes closed?

When Xiao Youkun heard that he was going to fight Ji Pingsheng, he lowered his head and looked at his own white and flawless hands.

It was this pair of small jade-like hands that killed a sky monster some time ago...

If there was a fight, what would happen if Ji Pingsheng couldn't hold back and hurt his hand?

The three of them thought so, but one of them got excited.

When the other three were in a dilemma, Jing Muxi took the lead in stepping out, clasped his fists and held his sword, and said excitedly: "Please enlighten me, suzerain!"

It’s different in the past.

Once upon a time, Jing Muxi always thought that Ji Ping didn't know how to use a sword in his life.

But in just a few days, Ji Pingsheng's impression in his heart has changed greatly, and his status has also risen sharply.

The talk in the back mountain taught him how to wield a sword, which made his long-stalled swordsmanship go up several floors.

His 1 sword almost killed the strong man in the Broken Palace Realm in an instant.

But now that he has almost swung 1000 million swords, he can't imagine how powerful his 1000 million and [-]st sword is.

And during the Zongmen Conference, Ji Pingsheng passed on the pen and published the sword formula "Ping Sheng Nine Swords". This sword formula that breaks thousands of weapons almost shocked him to doubt his life.

The harder you practice after returning home, the more you can feel the profound meaning of it.

He practiced non-stop for several days, and even when he reached the point of self-mutilation, he had only mastered the four forms.

This made him a little shocked. How far is the suzerain who created the Nine Swords in his life's understanding of kendo?

Now that the opportunity came, how could he not be excited.

Seeing Jing Muxi stand up very actively, Ji Pingsheng's eyes lit up.

Good boy, waiting for you!

See if I don't type () for you today!

"Then start with you!"

Ji Pingsheng agreed without hesitation. After suffering and tempering in the life palace world, his self-confidence is now inflated, and he feels that no matter who comes, he can make gestures.

Jing Muxi had the mentality of communicating and learning, while Ji Pingsheng simply wanted to beat him up.

The two put on a posture and went directly to the arena of the martial arts arena.

"You Kun, bring me a sword!"

Ji Pingsheng waved towards the audience.

The weapons in the martial arts arena are all made of iron, with extremely low lethality, which is suitable for them to exchange ideas and exchange ideas.

Jing Muxi looked at the iron sword placed not far away, then at the spiritual wooden sword in his hand, and decisively put it on the ground.

"Third Junior Sister, get me one too."

Xiao Youkun climbed onto the ring with two iron swords that were about the same height as hers, and she first handed them to Ji Pingsheng, and said in a low voice, "Sovereign, you once taught me to kneel down and beg for mercy when the situation is not good. .”

Snapped!

Ji Pingsheng patted You Kun on the head: "You should say now, show mercy."

You Kun turned around and ran to the other side of the ring, handed the iron sword in his hand to Jing Muxi, stared at Shui Lingling's big eyes, bared his teeth and threatened: "Brother, if you hurt the suzerain, don't blame me for smashing it!" Your back mountain!"

Jing Osmanthus: "..."

As soon as Jing Muxi stretched out his hand, he pressed You Kun's shoulder and dragged her to the ring.

However, it's not over yet.

Qi Luo under the arena was also staring at him, and at the same time said through a voice transmission: "Jing Muxi, if you dare to hurt the little sect master, you will never be able to survive in the sect in the future!"

Jing Osmanthus: "..."

And Chi Zhengyang next to Qi Luo also said: "Eldest brother, I won't say much, you know the character of the suzerain, if you hurt him once today, he can hurt you a hundred times in the future, and you will stay." hand."

Jing Osmanthus: "..."

Dry!

Before the fight started, the three threats were already in place.

Jing Muxi's face darkened immediately, and she glared at them sullenly.

Let no one beat him!

According to what you mean, I can only be beaten passively?

Jing Muxi didn't care about that, his blood was already boiling, and he held the sword tightly with one hand, and his heart surged instantly.

At the first moment, he didn't hesitate at all, and swung his sword from bottom to top, a sharp sword energy instantly cut into the stone slab of the ring, leaving a shallow mark on the ground, and directly slashed Ji Pingsheng!

At the same time as the sword energy flew out, his figure also disappeared in place, rushing towards Ji Pingsheng.

"This move... I've seen it before."

Ji Pingsheng's mind reflected the battle in the life palace world, and his body moved subconsciously.

He held the handle of the sword with both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing down, and the moment Jing Muxi's sword energy was about to hit him, he stabbed down suddenly!

break!

The tip of the sword pierced straight into the sword qi, and after two pairs of impacts, the sword qi dissipated, leaving only broken stones splashing.

"Breakout!"

Jing Muxi's pupils constricted, and she couldn't help being surprised.

So proficient, so proficient, as expected, the suzerain has thoroughly grasped the nine swords of his life!

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still a little shocked after seeing Ji Pingsheng skillfully use the Qi Breaking Style.

How on earth did you practice it!

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two quickly shortened to less than two meters. Jing Muxi slashed at Ji Pingsheng after waving his sword horizontally and making several afterimages in the void.

In the reflection of Ji Pingsheng's pupils, countless sword flowers appeared, each of which was extremely similar, and the phantom was exactly the same as the real one.

Here, only one sword is real!

Ji Pingsheng took a quick breath, fixed his eyes on the sword flower coming towards him, and his consciousness followed his body.

His hand slightly raised half a foot, and the iron sword in his hand moved towards an empty spot.

A pick as light as a feather.