Hard to be a master

After Shen Ziliu took a few steps forward, Guan Jingxuan was puzzled again: "It seems...isn't it?"

Zi Lan is more familiar with the Purple Lightning Barrier than Guan Jingxuan, so she affirmed, "It's the Purple Lightning Barrier, but it's not in its full form."

Guan Jingxuan was puzzled: "There is still an incomplete form of the Purple Lightning Barrier?"

Zi Lan said: "Master carefully looked at the electric light on Brother Shen's body. The rest of the place is very thin, only the top of the head is the color of the normal purple lightning barrier."

Guan Jingxuan was even more surprised when he heard the words: "Xiaoliu can control the distribution of spiritual flow in the Purple Lightning Barrier?!"

Zi Lan frowned slightly: "I'm afraid it wasn't done on purpose, it's just that my cultivation is not good enough."

The Purple Lightning Barrier is very special, as long as the caster is strong enough, it will be indestructible.Moreover, it can not only be used for defense, but also release a powerful electric current to destroy someone when they try to break through forcibly, which is both offensive and defensive.However, only sword cultivators can use the Purple Lightning Barrier, and it must be supported by very advanced cultivation bases and mellow spiritual power.According to Guan Jingxuan's knowledge, all the Kunlun monks who can develop the Purple Lightning Barrier are at the stage of transformation into gods, even Ling Xifeng, a genius of cultivation, is no exception.That's why he was so surprised when he saw the lightning from the purple lightning barrier on Shen Ziliu's body.

Hearing what Zi Lan said at this time, Guan Jingxuan immediately understood.The lightning strike from the sky just now could not be resisted by ordinary defensive parry methods. Shen Ziliu must have understood that, so he summoned the purple electric barrier to fight.It's just that no matter how talented Shen Ziliu is, the limitations of his cultivation still exist. Now he can't summon the real purple lightning barrier, so he gathered all the spiritual power at the same point, and when the sky thunder struck This moment made this point reach the strength of a real purple lightning enchantment, successfully resisting the lightning strike from the sky.

To be able to do this is shocking enough.This shows that Shen Ziliu has not only learned the method of using the Purple Lightning Barrier, but also accurately predicted the landing point of the lightning strike, and the timing is just right.

Guan Jingxuan heard many monks watching the battle communicate in low voices, and there were endless voices of admiration and admiration.

Song Jiandao: "Before I wondered, usually the two people who were assigned to the same group in the Shushan Discourse would not have too much difference in cultivation level, how come the two apprentices of Guan Gongzi have matched up with opponents who are much higher than their own cultivation level, now I finally understand Yes. This Mr. Shen will definitely be a big figure in the cultivation world in the future."

Today, in this Shushan Discussion, there are talents and high-ranking people from various sects and families in the cultivation world. Any cultivator who emerges here will definitely be known to the entire cultivation world in the near future.From this moment on, Shen Ziliu is no longer an unknown little Kunlun monk, he will be known by more people as a rookie in the cultivation world.For a moment, Guan Jingxuan's mood was a bit complicated, there was joy and pride, but also mixed with a trace of inexplicable reluctance.But what he was reluctant to give up, he himself didn't know.

Amidst the exclamation of everyone, Shen Ziliu had already walked slowly in front of Leng Ling who was completely restrained.Casting the incomplete Purple Lightning Barrier brought no less physical burden to Shen Ziliu than Leng Ling cast the Lightning Strike, but his footsteps were steady and his expression was calm, making it hard to see anything unusual.

Shen Ziliu stood at an arm's length in front of Leng Ling, and said calmly, "Admit defeat?"

Leng Ling endured the pain of being tightly bound on his wrists, and quietly concentrated all his spiritual power on his hands, preparing for the final fight, and said, "Never."

Shen Ziliu was not surprised, he smiled slightly and said, "Then I will offend you."

As soon as the words fell, Tunxiang's sword had already sunk half an inch into Leng Ling's shoulder, and the blood color slowly smudged on the cloth.

Leng Ling let out a muffled snort, wondering why Shen Ziliu's piercing was so shallow, when he realized that his spiritual power was rushing towards the wound uncontrollably, and was forcibly sucked away by Tunxiang!After a while, the last trace of spiritual power in Leng Ling's body was exhausted, and the Shushan disciples on the sidelines immediately announced that Shen Ziliu had won.

Shen Ziliu gently pulled out Tunxiang, waved his hand to melt the icicles that trapped Leng Ling, and removed the vines, then held his sword and said to Leng Ling, "Give it up."

Leng Ling let out a sigh of exhaustion, covered the wound on his shoulder with one hand, and saluted: "Fellow Daoist, you are young and talented, and your skills are not as good as others, so I am ashamed."

After a pause, he said again: "However, this sword, Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid I can't use it anymore."

As if confirming his words, Tunxiang, which had been shining slightly red, suddenly made a soft noise, and the almost invisible red lines at the junction of the sword body and the hilt suddenly became thicker, winding towards the tip of the sword. Cracks instantly covered the entire body of the sword.Before Shen Ziliu could react, he felt light on his hand, and the Tunxiang that had been used for so many years was completely shattered in front of his eyes in a blink of an eye.

Everyone on and off the court was a little stunned, and Leng Ling explained: "This sword was originally intended for me. The Leng family's family motto is not to kill each other, so my grandfather cast a curse when forging this sword. The sword should not be stained with the blood of Leng's family, once it is stained, it will be destroyed immediately."

Shen Ziliu quickly came back to his senses, looked at the only remaining sword hilt in his hand, his eyes flashed with emotion for a moment, then he bowed to Leng Ling, and said: "Please thank the old owner Leng on my behalf, Tunxiang is very good."

Leng Ling returned a salute, and said, "You are too polite, Fellow Daoist Shen. You are destined for this sword, and grandpa will be happy knowing that the spirit sword he forged can be used to its full potential. After all, it is because I let Fellow Daoist break the sword. Daoist friends don't dislike it, I can give you the cut-off water as a gift."

Shen Ziliu smiled and said, "Thank you, Daoist, for your kindness, but I will have my own spiritual weapon soon."

Leng Ling nodded, and the two stopped talking. They greeted each other and left the competition venue.Several Shushan monks who were responsible for the aftermath came to the sidelines and activated the repair barrier that had been set up long ago, and restored the devastated competition venue to its original state in a short time.

Shen Ziliu left the field and went straight to the VIP seats. When he was about to approach, he saw what Song Jian said to Guan Jingxuan. Guan Jingxuan lowered his head and smiled, then shook his head again, his eyes were full of tenderness.Shen Ziliu suddenly felt as if his heart had been pricked by the tip of a needle. His good mood of winning the competition sank instantly, and his pace slowed down.

At this moment, Guan Jingxuan saw Shen Ziliu who was not far away, and waved to him with a warm smile, only then did Shen Ziliu feel the sharp pain in his heart lessen slightly, but it didn't dissipate.

For the past two days, he has been suffering from conflicts.While constantly telling himself not to overstep the rules, it is normal for a good person like Master to be close to him, it is nothing, but once he sees Guan Jingxuan chatting happily with others, he can't control the jealousy that grows wildly in his heart. Drive away all those who are close to Guan Jingxuan, and tell everyone that Guan Jingxuan belongs to him!It's his alone!He kept reminding himself to pay attention to propriety, to respect the teacher, and to maintain balance, but when Guan Jingxuan smiled at him, he fell into a sinking position, and couldn't help recalling those thoughts that flashed through his mind during that difficult night.

Finally walking in front of Guan Jingxuan, Shen Ziliu only had time to call out to Master, and seeing Guan Jingxuan handing him his teacup, he said with a smile, "Xiao Liu has worked hard."

Shen Ziliu took the teacup with both hands, and looked at Guan Jingxuan, who knew nothing about his dirty thoughts and was full of relief and concern, feeling guilty.

The tea passed through his throat, and the slightly astringent tea seemed to have a trace of that man's breath, flowing from his lips and teeth to his dantian, stirring every nerve in him.

Staying by Guan Jingxuan's side again, Shen Ziliu felt that he would go crazy sooner or later, but he couldn't bear it, couldn't leave it, couldn't let it go.

Shen Ziliu closed his eyes to get rid of the bitterness in his eyes while drinking tea with his head raised.

Who can tell him... what should he do?