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This is also the idea from the Jade Girl swordsmanship at that time, a concept of using a sword that makes the opponent invincible.

It's actually a very clever idea.

However, if Qiu Chuji didn't understand, that's up to him.

Anyway, no one else needs to understand how one's own sword skills are.

"Yes, when all the brothers and sisters have cultivated as deep as Master Qiu, they will surely be able to use swords in the rivers and lakes and be invincible in the world."

Yang Lin smiled, without any fumes, and replied.

This time, the disciples didn't fry the pot, and stopped discussing, but fell silent.

There are several Qiu Chuji in Quanzhen Sect.

In the world, there are several martial artists with such profound skills as Qiu Chuji.

Ninety-nine percent of them can be sure that they will not be able to reach half of Qiu Chuji's internal strength until the day their hair turns gray.

Then they are not alive?

After all, Quanzhen swordsmanship is still not good.

However, it seems that it is not impossible, but that the practice is wrong.

At least, Senior Brother Lu, relying on his not-so-deep internal strength, made casual moves, and defeated Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, who had strong internal strength.

At this moment, even those disciples who admired Qiu Chuji the most began to suspect that he was farting.

If you can train your internal strength to be several times, or even ten times stronger than your opponent, then what's the point of using swordsmanship?

Blow one breath and they will be extinguished, okay?

Qiu Chuji frowned, feeling even worse.

He felt that if he could not solve this problem, not only would his reputation in Quanzhen Sect be discredited.

What's more, it will make Quanzhen Sect, from Chongyang Patriarch down, all Taoist priests bear the infamy of being incapable of teaching disciples.

That's not bad.

Sweeping one's own reputation is a trivial matter, and bringing Master into trouble is a big disrespect and disfilial piety.

Without thinking about it at the moment, he turned his head to look at Yang Lin, and asked, "Since you also know that the sword technique you used is wrong, then you can specifically talk about it, where is the mistake?"

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Yang Lin could no longer suppress his anger.

Well, you have a big beard, you said I was wrong, I respect you for being old and an elder, but you can't push your feet.

I will give you three points of color, but I will not be able to open a dyeing workshop.

"Where did I go wrong? Yes, I was wrong. I easily defeated them all. Where else could I go wrong?

If Uncle Qiu felt that his nephew was not clear, he might as well go off the stage himself and give advice, what was wrong with his nephew? "

Yang Lin raised his eyebrows, his back was straight, and his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with an imposing manner.

It was tit for tat.

Chapter 183

"Okay, then let me teach you, how to use the Quanzhen swordsmanship is the authentic Taoism."

Qiu Chuji already had a violent temper, but he was irritated by the doubtful voices of the disciples in the audience, so he couldn't hold it back at this moment.

It is related to the fundamental direction of one's own practice.

There is absolutely no room for ambiguity.

"Look carefully, with my sword, tap the Tanzhong acupoint on your chest, three points to the right, and you can show me a move."

Since Qiu Chuji wanted to show that his sword skills were correct and powerful.

Of course, the swordsmanship will not be ostentatious, but the inner spirit will be displayed, and the outer appearance will be fierce.

One type of westerly afterglow, pour the Big Dipper carefully.

The sword light rolled straight to the starlight in the sky, drew a mysterious trajectory, and arrived in front of Yang Lin's face.

This sword is magnificent and full of meaning.

Neither fast nor slow, with a positive atmosphere.

The most important thing is that he stretches the five fingers of his left hand and controls the sword with Qi. He spits out a foot-long sharp blade in front of the blade, piercing through the air with a sound... It makes people dazzled, and can't help but want to back away from it, not daring to force it anti.

Momentum, spirit, internal strength, swordsmanship...

All reached a certain high level.

All of a sudden, no matter whether it was Ma Yuwang's first class or the disciples below, they all took their breaths lightly.

Looking at the sword, he remained silent, unwilling to disturb him.

Yang Lin laughed lightly, "Master Qiu is underestimating his nephew, do I need to make a move?"

Before the sword light arrived, Yang Lin's feet seemed to be smeared with oil, and when he floated obliquely, his figure had already avoided the sword.

No matter how good-looking and chic you are, if you can't hit anyone, so what?

Yang Lin used his unique concept to tell everyone.

Not all sword techniques have to be used like this...

Even if the internal energy is insufficient and the mind is not complete, you can still hide.

There is never only one kind of wisdom in combat.

"Hide, where can I hide?"

Qiu Chuji let out a cold snort, once the power of the sword was broken, the Qi surged up, turning from a small dipper into a river of stars.

A little bit of sword light formed a galaxy, and the sword traveled in an arc, twisting all of Yang Lin's retreating directions into it.

Want to force him to have to fight recklessly.

He thought well.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lin's regress turned out to be in order to move forward.

Just as he was gaining momentum, he only felt a figure flash in front of him.

The same is a trick to carefully pour the Big Dipper...

The sharp edge of the sword has reached his chest.

There is neither a forward move to gain momentum, nor a rearward defense, only to move forward bravely.

The sky was full of stars in front of him, but he rushed forward, and the sword light shone slightly as the background board.

Then, Qiu Chuji felt like he was scratching his hair.

It is also difficult to advance, and it is also difficult to retreat.

He finally understood, what was the secret behind Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping's defeat so quickly?

Because, although the disciple in front of him didn't attach too much internal force to the sword when he drew the sword, he gave up many movements.

It is extremely easy to use the Quanzhen sword technique.

Only use the core, not as good as the rest.

For example, a thorn is a thorn.

To cut, that is to cut.

I don't know how to hold a flower, draw an arc to dazzle other people's eyes.

Instead, use the shortest route and the most opportune time to cut in, directly attacking the place where the opponent must be saved.

Therefore, his swordsmanship is neither good-looking nor divine, because it is only a half-stroke at most.

It is simply impossible to use the sword force perfectly.

Having figured this out, it didn't help Qiu Chuji's situation in the slightest.

He wanted to turn around, but he hadn't completely turned around yet.

Yang Lin's one-style Beidou Jianguang has reached his chest and throat.

Don't care about attacking the enemy again.

Qiu Chuji's eyes turned cold, and the sword suddenly rolled back.

At the same time, the Jinyan Kung Fu was launched with all its strength, and the body flew backwards like an electric shock.

whoosh...

The sword light passed by like water.

A black beard fluttered in the air with the wind.

Rao even if he returned the sword in time and his body was agile, he was still almost cut by the sword.

The beautiful beard under his jaw was cut off a small section.

Oh……

All the disciples below screamed in shock.

Disappointed and excited again.

What is disappointing is that Qiu Chuji is a well-known Daoist Changchunzi, and he enjoys a great reputation in Quanzhen Sect and the whole world.

However, the sword technique used is very beautiful, but it is not very useful.

Excited.

With such a cultivation level, Yang Lin can gain an advantage in such a not-so-profound swordsmanship, defeating the strong with the weak, so can he do it himself?

An indescribable excitement and thirst quietly appeared in the hearts of every disciple.

Even Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping's eyes widened unknowingly, wanting to see the mystery.

"Master Qiu, look, do you still want to point out my mistakes in this sword technique?"

Yang Lin returned to the sword elbow, with a relaxed attitude, and said with a smile: "Sometimes, I think about a question, if the internal strength is not as good as others, and the swordsmanship is not as good as others, how can we win?

After all, martial arts competitions and life-and-death fights do not always give people a fair chance.

You will always meet those people who have higher talent in cultivation and richer resources and financial resources than you, and they are still your enemies. "

"Yeah, so Senior Brother Lu has figured this out?"

A voice from the audience asked crisply.

But he was aroused by curiosity.

The disciples all around agreed.

Yang Lin turned his head to look, and saw a girl in a Taoist robe of water lotus, who was already very close without knowing it.

Looking up at this time, the big flickering eyes are full of admiration.

It's Cheng Yaojia.

Didn't it mean that this junior sister is very timid and shy?

It seemed that she still dared to speak out in a familiar environment.

Moreover, among the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples, her popularity is ridiculously high.

Of course, her swordsmanship and martial arts are just poor, which is why she is so thirsty for knowledge.

At this moment, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and he wanted to ask the question first.

"That's a good question."

Yang Lin blinked at her, seeing the girl ducking her head like a frightened rabbit, almost laughed out loud.

He leveled his sword on his chest, and said again: "How about this, please ask Uncle Qiu to take two swords from me, and see if my sword technique just now is evil or righteous? Is it useful or useless?"

Regardless of Qiu Chuji's face already blackened into coal.