I, Panda, am super fierce!

Seeing that his junior uncle had won the competition, all the monks around him cheered.

Although Feng Xing's strength is really not that good in their opinion, it is because of the limitations of sword cultivators, and the little uncle is also a sword cultivator, even smaller than that Feng Xing. If he wins now, he will definitely be even stronger in the future. sharp.

Those who were more alert immediately came up to flatter him: "Little Martial Uncle just took it by surprise, I don't think Junior Brother Feng Xing even reacted."

Someone followed immediately behind: "Let's not talk about Junior Brother Feng Xing, it's the rest of us who didn't think of it just now."

"Little uncle is indeed worthy of being the apprentice of master uncle."

Those people surrounded the two of them and praised Yi Zhou fiercely. The more they praised, the worse Feng Xing's face became.

As soon as Yi Zhou retracted his sword, Feng Xing snorted.

"I'll come back to compete with you another day."

After speaking, he pushed away the crowd and ran out.

All this happened in a very short time, before Yi Zhou could react, Feng Xing ran away with only his back.

He finally met a sword cultivator with a similar realm, and he planned to spar frequently in the future, so he hurriedly chased after him.

But before he could take two steps, he was stopped by someone.

"Little Martial Uncle, leave him alone, you can see that he is angry now, but he will be fine after a while."

"That's right, little uncle, don't look at him now, he will definitely come to us tomorrow, so don't worry."

Others also came up to persuade them, saying that Feng Xing's behavior was just a child's unbearable blow, and it was nothing worth caring about.

"He's pretty good." Yi Zhou interrupted and said, "Don't make him angry on purpose."

After speaking, he nodded to everyone, turned and left.

Those people were right, Feng Xing really had a big heart, he ran away in anger the day before, and came to him to discuss with him the next day.

Still came directly to his courtyard.

Yi Zhou was still doing morning class at that time, and he didn't notice anyone coming. After he finished practicing the sword closing posture, he turned around and saw two people standing behind him.

Feng Xing stood beside Si Heng, some distance away from him, he glanced to the side from time to time, and there was a gleam in his gaze.

If only he had such a powerful master.

The master and apprentice were talking next to each other. After hearing his name, Feng Xing came over and said to Yi Zhou, "I realized something after I went back yesterday. Let's compare again today."

Yi Zhou also gained a lot after the competition, and the other party was willing to compete with him again, and he had no reason to disagree, so he immediately agreed: "Okay."

After answering, he turned his head to look at Si Heng.

"Just here, let me take a look too." Si Heng patted his head and smiled.

Hearing that Si Heng was going to watch from the side, both of them were a little nervous to varying degrees.

Yi Zhou was afraid of losing face in front of his master, while Feng Xing had heard about Si Heng for a long time. The other party defeated the elders of their Taixuan sect a few days ago. If he beat the other party's apprentice today, he would also be considered as a claim for their sect. Save face.

Thinking of this, Feng Xing's shoulders straightened up a bit.

Feng Xing couldn't beat him yesterday, and today Yi Zhou subconsciously slacked off, but because he wanted to perform well in front of his master, he was serious, but because of the gaze from the side, Yi Zhou always subconsciously chose good-looking ones when using the sword Look, in this way, he will naturally fall into the disadvantaged.

Although Si Heng didn't go out yesterday, he actually watched the competition between the two from beginning to end. Seeing his apprentice behave like this, he couldn't help frowning.

Forced back by the opponent's cross-cutting sword again, Yi Zhou gritted his teeth, let go of those messy thoughts, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the confrontation in front of him.

After Feng Xing went back yesterday, he thought a lot, broke down the combo used by the opponent bit by bit, and consciously found a way to deal with it.

However, history repeated itself again. When he attacked fiercely and felt that he was sure of winning, the man found a loophole again.

Then the position was reversed, and he became the one who was pressed and beaten.

Today Feng Xing persisted for a little longer than yesterday. After he finished, he wiped off the sweat from his forehead and said to Yi Zhou, "I'll come back tomorrow!"

After speaking, he saluted Si Heng and ran out of the small courtyard quickly.

After they left, Yi Zhou walked up to Si Heng with his head down.

Neither the master nor the apprentice spoke. Si Heng looked calm. After waiting for a long time, the apprentice whispered: "I'm sorry, Master."

Si Heng hummed.

"I..." Yi Zhou looked up at Si Heng carefully, then quickly lowered his head, and analyzed his previous behavior: "I shouldn't underestimate Feng Xing just because I won once yesterday. Thinking about playing tricks."

He paused, then looked up at Si Heng, seeing that he was still neither cold nor indifferent, he suddenly reached out and hugged his waist: "Master, I will definitely not be like this in the future."

While talking, he squeezed some tears out of his eyes, looked up at his master, and opened his mouth slightly: "Don't be angry."

Si Heng looked at it for a long time before he let out a sigh, raised his hand and stroked his apprentice's hair, and said softly, "This is not an example."

Yi Zhou nodded: "I know!"

"Practice each sword move another two thousand times." Si Heng said to let it go, but Si Heng assigned another task to his apprentice.

Always impress him, or he will commit another crime in the future... No one knows what will happen.

Yi Zhou's homework is to practice each sword move five hundred times. Today's task is completed, and he fought Feng Xing again, so he has no strength left.

But he didn't dare to disobey Master's orders, especially today he did something wrong.

Yi Zhou sniffed, let go of the hand around Si Heng's waist, touched his tears and said, "I obey."

After speaking, he walked back to the original position, lifted the sword and made a gesture, and began to practice seriously from the first move.

He didn't change the sword back. According to his own physical fitness, he would definitely not be able to fulfill Si Heng's request. If he wanted to persevere, Yi Zhou had to rely on mana to support him.

This kind of behavior similar to cheating made Yi Zhou feel a little panicked, and he didn't feel relieved until Si Heng asked him to stop after he got into his pose.

Si Heng watched from the side, never leaving a step, from the east of the sun until the sunset, the little apprentice finally practiced the last move.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the goal, Yizhou's willpower was also gradually collapsing. His mana had been used up in the last move. Without mana support, his physical strength was exhausted. The difference between the wooden sword and Qianye The weight is infinitely magnified.

He counted down in his mind, from two thousand to five hundred, and the sky was completely dark.

Darkness can make people extremely weak, Yizhou's mind was in chaos, panting rapidly, his body used that move according to memory.

The moves have already become soft, and I am afraid that a three-year-old child can dodge them. Yi Zhou paused after using them, and added back the numbers that were just subtracted in his mind.

Then use that trick again.

He felt that he was going to die, and the last few hundred times seemed to be practiced forever.

Sweat dripped from his forehead to the corners of his eyes, he blinked, stopped suddenly, and turned around.

The "sun" in the cave has disappeared, and there is only a vague black shadow in his eyes. Among the deep and shallow shadows, there is only one that is particularly different.

Yi Zhou raised his head and looked at the slender figure not far away. The arm that was so soft that he couldn't lift it seemed to be injected with strength suddenly. He gritted his teeth, stared at the front, and used the same sword move again and again .

Everything was left behind by him, and Yi Zhou's eyes were filled with only the person in front of him and the sword in his hand.

He didn't know how many times he had practiced, until the figure in front of him said yes, and he softened his body as if he had received an order.

The fallen body was caught, held up, and pressed against the hard chest, and someone above seemed to sigh.

Yi Zhou didn't even have the strength to be coquettish, he just hummed and completely lost consciousness.

The exhaustion of the previous day did not leave traces on Yizhou's body, and he was still refreshed when he woke up the next day.

Yi Zhou didn't need to ask to know the strength from his master. Anyway, it was like this every time. At that time, it looked very fierce, but it was actually very good.

Not long after finishing the homework, Feng Xing came again.

Today's him is more confident than yesterday's, and he swears that he will definitely defeat Yizhou.

Then it becomes someone's punching bag.

Yi Zhou's fighting style today was particularly fierce, as if he was in a life-and-death battle with him. Feng Xing didn't last long in his hands before he was defeated miserably. At the end, not only his clothes were torn, but some color was added to his body.

"I'll be back tomorrow!" he gasped.

Yi Zhou put Qianye away and smiled at him: "Accompany me at any time."

Every day after that, Feng Xing came over at the right time, he was ambitious when he came, and he was aggressive when he left.

But he never beat Yizhou once.

Time passed day by day, and finally came the day of Tiannv's birthday.

On this day, as usual, Yi Zhou finished his morning class and finished his discussion with Feng Xing.

Feng Xing lifted up his clothes and wiped his sweat, but he didn't leave. Instead, he moved to Yi Zhou's side and asked, "Are you going to leave after the birthday banquet?"

Yizhou said otherwise.

"So do we." Feng Xing was a bit reluctant. Although many brothers in the sect were able to compete with him, everyone was too familiar with each other's favorite moves, and they couldn't practice any tricks.

But Yi Zhou was different. Before he practiced swords, he always took them apart. The combos he used were also comprehended by himself.

Almost every time Feng Xing practiced against him, he would find surprises. Over the past few days, he could clearly feel his progress.

"Why don't I go there with you today." Feng Xing had a whim.

Such a good partner is leaving, and it will be a while if I can stay with you for a while.

"No." Yi Zhou pushed his head away and walked back.

He had to go back and change a piece of clothes, and then, together with the rest of the sect, went to the heavenly girl's birthday banquet.

Yi Zhou walked quickly to his room, saw that Feng Xing was still following, turned his head and said to him, "Go back quickly."

Feng Xing looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any sign of softening his heart in that dwarf. He snorted, puffed his face, turned around and walked out.

Yi Zhou went into the room and changed clothes, and when he came out, he saw Si Heng standing outside.

The other party was wearing a moon-white robe today, and a soaring crane was embroidered on it. At first glance, the crane's wings were not much different from the winning fish wings embroidered on Yi Zhou's clothes.

Yi Zhou looked at his own clothes, and then at the other party's clothes, and felt that he had a good eye. He jumped in front of Si Heng and called Master.

"Let's go." Si Heng turned back and took his hand and walked out.

Everyone in Tai Yanzong had already assembled, and when they saw the two coming out, they went out in a mighty way.

Today's Lihentian is extremely lively, and countless monks are already sitting in Qionglou, the largest palace in Lihentian.

These are the people sent by various sects to celebrate the birthday of the goddess, and there are some less powerful people who are not qualified to celebrate birthdays in Qionglou, and they are also arranged by Lihentian in the nearby palace.

As the number one sect of the righteous way, everyone from the Taiyan Sect was the latest to come of course.

As soon as the group arrived outside the hall, a disciple of Li Hentian stepped forward and led them in.

According to their different cultivation levels, they are also divided into different places to sit. Among them, Si Heng was led to the innermost part of the ceremony, close to the main seat, the two Nascent Souls were further to the outside, Jin Dan was further to the outside, and Yi Zhou Those disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage were about to sit at the gate of the hall.

Coincidentally, the position next to Yi Zhou happened to be Feng Xing's.

When Feng Xing saw him, he deliberately snorted to express his dissatisfaction, then turned his head away from him.

The person next to him was probably a senior brother from the same sect, who gave him a wink, saw that Feng Xing was still going his own way, and nodded to Yi Zhou helplessly: "Junior brother is in a bad mood today, please don't blame this fellow Taoist."

"No problem." Yi Zhou also clasped his fists at him, and sat down beside another nephew who established the foundation.

They were the last ones to come. Not long after they sat down, the goddess arrived.

Yi Zhou approached the entrance of the hall, and saw a bright red silk and satin drifting by, the goddess walked up to the main seat and took a seat, raised her hand slightly, and Yu Qiong, who was standing by the side, stepped forward and announced the beginning of the birthday banquet.

Countless cultivators from Lihentian entered, holding food made of various rare things in their hands.

These foods have different effects, some can stabilize the realm, some can expel demons, and so on.

The people sitting in their group were all low-level, and most of the things they got were suitable for the foundation-building period. Yi Zhou only took a bite when the things were served, and didn't move anymore.

Although the aura is quite abundant, it is really not delicious.

After putting down his chopsticks, he had nothing to do and looked around. There were at least a few thousand people in this hall. Although it was not as many as what he saw in the Dark Pavilion, the power here was much more powerful than that in the Dark Pavilion.

He thought a little boredly, if these people fight with each other, he wonders if this hall can hold it.

Should not.While thinking, Yi Zhou searched for the person he was looking for.

His eyes moved from table to table, and when the person in front moved his body away, Yi Zhou finally saw Si Heng's shadow through the crowd.

A person next to him was talking to him, Si Heng turned his back to him, and nodded from time to time.

As if aware of the gaze behind him, he turned his head and met the eyes at the entrance of the hall.

The two were far away, so they couldn't see clearly, but Yi Zhou could feel the comfort of the other party.

He smiled at the person, retracted his eyes contentedly, and put his eyes on the table again.

After the food was served, a person stood in front of the hall, holding a jade slip in his hand, and began to sing the congratulatory gifts from other sects.

Tai Yanzong's congratulatory gifts came first, and Yizhou had never heard of the above things, but looking at the "thousand years" and "ten thousand years" in front of the string of names, he knew that the things must be expensive.

This idea seems to have no end.

Yi Zhou listened with great interest at first, but gradually he began to feel bored. He covered his mouth and let out a little hatch, and tilted his head to one side.

Just when he was drowsy, there was a sudden commotion in the arena.

Yi Zhou woke up in an instant, and heard another strange voice say: "The Demon Sect congratulates Tiannv on her birthday, and specially sent a crying baby flower."

As the sound fell, the audience was in an uproar.Yuqiong took a step forward and yelled angrily: "The Momen is so brave, dare to come to the Tiannv's birthday banquet to make trouble, take her down!"

As his figure fell, several voices and shadows appeared from all around and flew towards the person who appeared suddenly, all kinds of housekeeping techniques were used, the halo in the hall flickered, the aura was violent, and the coercion of the high-ranking monks suppressed them to death Do not move on the ground.

All kinds of spells attacked Momen who suddenly appeared, but the alluring woman suddenly turned into ashes, and the jade box she was holding fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Si Heng frowned, and waved his hands to guard the apprentice with a barrier. Seeing that he stood up again, he turned his head to look at the goddess.

The goddess stared closely at the jade box that fell to the ground, her eyes flickered, her face was still beautiful, but her grace was no longer there.