The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

"Shut up, you're disturbing me from watching the competition."

The white lion swung its tail on Feng Wangyue's leg, telling him to stop nagging and disturbing its ears.

"If you think Nanyuan's teaching is not good, then go and try it. Only speak after you have taught better than Nanyuan."

"Little Lion, are you saying this because you don't believe I can teach better than Nan Yuan?"

Feng Wangyue snapped his fingers.

The aura flicked the white lion's tail off his legs.

“I only believe what I see.”

The white lion didn't even bother to look at Feng Wangyue, his eyes were fixed on Shen Ya.

In Nanyuan's hands, that move of falling snow can split mountains and fill up the sea.

In Shen Ya's hands, he even found it difficult to deal with the child in front of him.

However, neither Nanyuan nor Baishi thought that this was Shen Ya's problem.

This set of sword techniques is inherently difficult.

Plus, Shen Ya has only been in contact for a short time.

It was beyond their expectation that they could achieve this level of skill.

Feng Wangyue clicked his tongue and decided to teach Shen Ya a trick in a few days.

Let the white lion take a good look, it’s Nan Yuan who is not capable, not Shen Ya who is young.

"Have you simplified this move?"

The white lion discovered that the sword moves were somewhat different from what it had seen before.

"I made some changes based on Yaya's situation to make it easier for her to perform."

Nan Yuan's eyes followed Shen Ya's movements, trying to see if there was anything else that needed to be changed.

"It does feel much better." White Lion nodded.

Hearing Nan Yuan's words, Wu Xun glanced at him and asked, "You also adjusted your sword moves specifically for Yaya?"

His eyes were deep and full of inquiry.

"I didn't expect you to be so considerate."

Nan Yuan withdrew his gaze only after Wu Xun spoke to him.

Eyes facing each other.

Nan Yuan's expression was indifferent, and the gentleness in his eyes had not yet completely disappeared.

"Isn't this bad?"

"Very good. If you put yourself in Yaya's shoes, how can it be bad?"

Wu Xun restrained the inquiry in his eyes and focused his gaze on Shen Ya again.

"If you can't solve the problem with you, I won't let you take Yaya away. Even if I die."

Wu Xun forced this sentence into a line and sent it into Nan Yuan's ears.

Wu Xun was aware of Nan Yuan and the others’ preference for Shen Ya.

He is still alive, so he can indulge Nan Yuan and the others in their tolerance and favoritism towards Shen Ya.

But he would not let Nan Yuan and the others take Shen Ya away.

If Shen Ya is a little trouble.

Then Nanyuan and the others will be in big trouble.

Even if Wu Xun wanted to entrust Shen Ya to someone before he died.

That person can’t be Nan Yuan and the others.

Both Wuyou and Qi Wuzhi are better choices than them.

Nan Yuan didn't reply.

He just looked at Shen Ya in the field, and watched her become familiar with Feng Zhi's moves and then start to fight back.

The little guy only had eyes for his opponent and his own sword.

The little face looked extremely serious.

However, being used to seeing Shen Ya's smiling face, this situation only made them feel cute.

Nan Yuan curled his lips.

Who can judge the future?

Just like White Lion said.

If Shen Ya wants to go with them, can the others really have the heart to keep her?

After Shen Ya mastered the rhythm, he did not determine the winner immediately.

She practiced all the moves she had learned before.

She even tried the sword skills that Qi Wuzhi taught her.

Seeing Shen Ya using a sword as a knife, Qi Wuzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"How can baby be so talented?"

Fortunately, Shen Ya was holding a wooden sword.

If this is a spiritual sword.

If the weapon refiner saw this, he would be so angry that he would chase her three or four miles with a knife in hand.

"Third Senior Sister, please don't make trouble."

I saw Qi Wuzhi holding onto the railing beside him, looking like he wanted to go down.

Wuyou quickly grabbed her collar and told her not to get involved.

"Look, is that the move you taught her?"

Pulling Wuyou's hand off, Qi Wuzhi motioned Wuyou to look at Shen Ya.

Now Shen Ya is using Wuyou's sword moves.

"Yes."

"Yaya seems to have slightly modified our sword moves to make them more suitable for her. The little guy is great. He already has his own style at such a young age."

The same sword moves will appear differently when used by different people.

That's what we call bringing a personal style.

Not to mention that Nan Yuan and the others taught Shen Ya different moves.

It is really amazing that Shen Ya can find the best way for himself at this age.

Unlike Qi Wuzhi's praise, Feng Zhi, who was competing with Shen Ya, wanted to curse.

Why can one person have so many different moves?

The previous move was so flexible, so the next one becomes steady.

As he turned around, Shen Ya used the wooden sword as a knife and chopped directly at his head.

"Junior Sister Shen Ya, is this your sword technique?"

Feng Zhi couldn't help but speak.

"Probably not."

"Where did you learn these messed up moves?"

Who could teach their children in such a mess?

"These were all taught to me by my senior brothers and sisters. They are not some random moves."

Shen Ya glared at Feng Zhi and exerted more force with her hands.

A sword stabbed Feng Zhi in the chest, almost making him vomit blood.

Feng Zhi is now very glad that this is just a competition.

If the two of them were in a hostile relationship, Shen Ya would have seen through him by now.

"Why aren't the moves of your senior brothers and sisters from the same faction? Aren't you from the same sect?"

"I do not know."

Shen Ya had almost finished practicing the sword moves, so he didn't delay any longer.

Shen Ya picked up Fei Fengzhi's sword with his backhand, and the sword fell to his throat.

"Brother Feng Zhi, I'm grateful for your help."

I can’t match him in skills, and I can’t win in battle.

What else could Feng Zhi say? He could only smile slightly to hide his embarrassment.

[Fan Fan, how about it? ]

Shen Ya asked if there were any changes in the system progress bar.

【No changes.】

[Why is there no change? I defeated Senior Brother Feng Zhi. ]

【Wait a minute, I'll check. 】

The system didn't know why, so it asked Shen Ya to wait.

"Master, I won."

Shen Ya ran towards Wu Xun.

Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Wu Xun smiled, "I saw it, Yaya is great."

"The moves were very good and flexible, not at all rigid in form."

Nan Yuan also expressed his affirmation.

Several other people also expressed their praise for Shen Ya.

Unlike Shen Ya, Feng Zhi was teased by his senior brothers and sisters as soon as he came off the field.

"Junior brother, you really lived up to my expectations and helped me make a lot of money."

"Don't be scared, this is the first time, and it won't be the last time."

"Don't cry. If you cry, we won't comfort you."

Feng Zhi was a little depressed at first, but he became so angry that his face turned red after hearing what they said.

"I dare to fight Junior Sister Shen Ya, do you dare to fight her senior brothers and sisters? I promise to laugh quieter than you."

Several brothers looked at each other and said in unison, "We dare not. Her brothers have such high cultivation levels, we don't want to be beaten."

Seeing Feng Zhi's face turned red from their teasing, the seniors finally shut up.

"Don't be angry anymore. I'll punish them by making them sweep the floor later."

Hua Qing comforted Feng Zhi, "Victory and defeat are common in the military, and no one can win every battle."

"I'll beat her next time."

Feng Zhi clenched his claws, indicating that he would not be beaten so badly next time.

“We’ll try harder next time.”

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The system was originally doubting whether this method would work.

suddenly

The task progress bar moves.

The red progress bar slowly crawled forward a little bit.

The first digit changed from 0 to 1.

one percent.