Zuo Lingquan tried his best to go out with his sword. When he reacted, he found that the sword edge was stopped between Wu Qingwan's palms.

Senior Wu, who was still standing in front of him, had some idea of ​​a side kick. His slender and straight right leg stopped in front of his brain, causing a strong wind to hurt his cheeks and ears. There was no need to think about how powerful it contained.

Such a dangerous scene naturally made Zuo Lingquan sweat, and quickly let go of the hilt of the sword and retreated for half a step, looking at Wu Qingwan with lingering fear.

Wu Qingwan was actually shocked, but in front of her younger generation, she could not show her disobedient side. After suppressing her surprise, she closed her legs and stood still, holding Zuo Lingquan's long sword in her hand, and her eyes showed her praise:

"What a fast sword. I have been in Qihuang Valley for half my life. This is the first time that an ordinary person who can draw a sword so quickly."

Although the winner was decided in an instant, Wu Qingwan could see clearly the trick of the Zuo Lingquan's sword was incredible, but there was no trace of the flow of true energy. This sword relied on the experience accumulated over time, the accumulated experience and muscle reactions, and used the simplest move to the extreme.

Without cultivation, this sword is so terrifying. If you join the cultivation stage and have the support of surging true energy in your body, Wu Qingwan dared not think about how terrifying this sword would be. I am afraid that Jiang Yi's level of sword would be difficult to resist.

Therefore, the praise in Wu Qingwan's eyes was not false at all, but was all from the bottom of her heart.

Zuo Lingquan, who was opposite, took a step back with fear and then retracted his mind. Hearing Wu Qingwan's praise, he was about to shake his head modestly, but his expression suddenly changed and his eyes became strange.

??

Seeing this scene, Wu Qingwan looked down at Zuo Lingquan's gaze, but saw that there was a hole in her clothes.

Just now, Zuo Lingquan's sword was so lightning that it had pierced Wu Qingwan's clothes. The pierced position was in the middle of his chest. Although Wu Qingwan was very enchanting and did not hurt her skin. But she clamped the blade with both hands, turned her back and kicked her side, and took the tip of the sword to her side. This also caused a hole that had been stabbed to be opened...

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a silence on the stone plaza.

The charming woman in a slim dress, holding a sword, lowered her head blankly, feeling her chest chills.

While breathing gently, the holes on the light green collar are getting bigger and smaller. With the sunset, you can clearly see the lotus-colored lining inside and the edge contours of the two big white flowers, which are bottomless...

!!!

Wu Qingwan widened her eyes, quickly raised her hand to cover her chest, and looked at Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan was also confused. After reacting, his spine became cold and he felt half broken in the Great Avenue of Changsheng. However, his expression was normal, as if he had not seen anything, and he walked towards the stone platform:

"Senior Wu was too rewarded and was countered by his senior in a flash. He was not kicked to death after he held back. How could he be called fast?"

“…”

Wu Qingwan's concentration was really strong. She covered her clothes with her right hand, her face did not turn red, and her expression quickly recovered as before. She shook her head and smiled:

"When you are competing, it is inevitable that your body will be rubbed, and you don't have to take it seriously. It really surprised me that you can do this with your ordinary body. If you can become a genius, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a genius."

While Wu Qingwan was speaking, she walked into the wooden house next to her, and her words never stopped.

As for what to do when going back to the house, Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't have the courage to follow in and check it out. He just looked at the setting sun in the sky and said calmly:

"If you don't talk about talent, I think I should have enough perseverance. I still can't get in. It's unfair to say it."

Wu Qingwan was in the wooden house, and was about to be changing her skirt and said softly:

"Don't blame others. The threshold for practicing is not high, and there may be no achievements, but it is impossible to get started. Perhaps the method is wrong."

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he became interested:

"What method do people usually use to practice?"

Wu Qingwan moved very quickly. After just two sentences, she changed into a warm yellow long skirt and walked out of the house, holding a book in her hand.

Her expression was as gentle and friendly as before. She hooked the hair in her ears, sat down on the other side of the stone platform, and handed the book to Zuo Lingquan:

"This is the practice method of Qihuang Valley disciples. You can take it and take a look. You can ask me any places you don't understand."

When Zuo Lingquan saw that Wu Qingwan had returned to normal, he naturally forgot the episode just now. He raised his hand to take the book, but saw three simple small characters "Yangqi Jue" written on it. The book was not thick, and there were diagrams of the human meridians on it. The important acupoints were marked with red dots, and there were extremely detailed annotations next to it. Even how to breathe and what feelings were written clearly.

Zuo Lingquan was very stunning.

Wu Qingwan picked up the teacup and took a sip. She remembered the shocking sword just now. She really couldn't figure out why Zuo Lingquan couldn't get started. She hesitated for a moment and placed her hand on Zuo Lingquan's wrist.

Zuo Lingquan felt the touch of his wrist and quickly came back to his senses from the book. He saw Wu Qingwan taking his pulse, sitting straight and placing his wrist flat so that he could check it carefully.

However, Wu Qingwan's vein was very different from that of ordinary doctors.

Zuo Lingquan felt something invisible and intangible at Wu Qingwan's fingertips, and tried to penetrate into his body and spread into his arms.

Wu Qingwan put her fingertips on her wrist, frowned and carefully investigated, and gradually her eyebrows were frowned, and she opened her eyes after a while.

Zuo Lingquan looked serious and asked:

"Senior Wu, how about it?"

Wu Qingwan frowned and thought for a while, then slowly shook her head:

"It's so weird. The meridians are not blocked, but the true qi enters the body and circulates along the meridians. It disappears in less than a few steps. It feels like an air leakage. Have you suffered trauma that has affected your lungs in your childhood?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head: "I have been pampering since childhood and have never been injured."

"Did you accidentally eat unknown flowers, plants, melons and fruits in your childhood?"

"I remember early, I'm self-disciplined in diet, and I'm never greedy."

"What kind of weird things do you carry on your body? Which one is close to your body since childhood?"

"No, well... I asked a famous craftsman to cast the sword. All the materials have been read, so there will be no problem."

“…”

Wu Qingwan blinked, obviously unable to think of a possible cause. She was silent for a while and shook her head and said:

"You go down and have a rest first. I'll think about it carefully. If there is a solution, I'll find you to confirm it."

Zuo Lingquan has been tortured by this problem for more than ten years and is not in a hurry for a while.

Seeing that the sun had set and it was dark, he stood up and said goodbye:

"It's getting late. I'm so ashamed of disturbing Senior Wu for so long. I'll go down first."

"Um."

...

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Thank you for the rewards from the two big bosses [Plain Little Gate].
Chapter completed!