Although Xing Yun felt very creepy when being stared at by many pairs of eyes, he still endured this feeling and kept quiet and slowly finished one bowl of porridge.
He admitted that if he suddenly stood up at this moment and raised his skirt and shouted "you didn't expect this, did you!" It would definitely cause a more interesting reaction, but considering his current situation and the temper of this senior sister, who obviously had a master-complex, sitting next to him, he felt that he'd better suppress this kind of impulse at this stage.
God knows if this senior sister whose reaction was slower than others would stab him to death because she had seen her taking a bath.
Regardless of what other people's original tempers were, as long as they had a gloomy look on their faces when they looked at him, it would be someone he should not mess with.
So it was better to take this opportunity to observe others, this was what Xing Yun mainly did while drinking the porridge.
The observation result didn't disappoint Xing Yun. It didn't take long before a more courageous disciple approached the two of them. Cultivators mainly focused on practicing cultivation, and after the initial curiosity died down, they wanted to try and see if they could get some "benefit" from Xing Ya.
In terms of Xing Yun? They would just take a closer look along the way.
"Greetings Martial Granduncle and Little Martial Granduncle."
Stopping a few meters away, the courageous disciple greeted politely.
"This disciple has recently encountered some obstacles when trying to break through the bottleneck, so may this disciple make bold and ask ..."
"Junior sister, have you finished eating? After eating, let's go to the fifteenth martial uncle, shall we? "
"Senior Sister, he is asking you something." Xing Yun reminded the senior sister who had been staring at herself drinking porridge.
"Eep! ?" Turning her head to look at the disciple suddenly, Xing Ya smiled apologetically at him, "Ah, I'm sorry. The Junior Sister is too cute, so I was a little distracted. About the bottleneck... I'm afraid that I can't help you, cultivators still have to rely on themselves more when it comes to overcoming the obstacles on the path of cultivation."
With just a glance, Xing Ya could tell that this disciple was not lying, he had indeed reached the peak stage of condensing Qi into a liquid form; all he needed was just one opportunity to break the shackles, then he would be able to set foot on the true path of cultivation.
Only when the qi became liquid form would one's foundation be completely established. Not only would one's lifespan be increased slightly, but it could also absorb the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth to meet one's needs, and reach the stage of "transcendence" where one could survive without eating.
"This disciple naturally understands it. However, this disciple began the journey of cultivation by fights. Now that this disciple can't break the shackles, this disciple is afraid that only by having a fight, will this disciple be able to find the breakthrough opportunity, so may this disciple make bold and ask Martial Granduncle to give this disciple a chance to fight with his full strength."
After hearing this, Xing Ya was silent for a while, then she turned her head and looked at Xing Yun.
"I didn't understand what he was saying..."
Xing Yun, who was still drinking the second porridge slowly, almost spat his porridge on the table when he heard this sentence.
That disciple's meaning was so obvious, but she still didn't understand it! ?
Actually, this kind of common-sense question should have been asked by him.
Putting down the porridge spoon, Xing Yun glanced at the disciple who stood there like a sharp sword: "Most likely he is a sword cultivator and he can't control his sword well, so he is afraid that he would hurt his fellow disciples and affect their harmonious relationship when they exchange the sword fighting experience. Therefore, he wants to exchange the sword fighting experience with you, the easy-going Martial Granduncle. Maybe in that way, he would be able to learn something from the fight..."
"Oh," Xing Ya nodded, and then said, "I still don't understand."
Xing Yun put down the porridge spoon he had just picked up, and sighed helplessly: "He just wants to fight you, understand now?"
This time Xing Ya, the senior sister who had an eccentric way of understanding things, finally understood it.
She moved her gaze to the sword cultivator disciple, and revealed a beautiful smile: "Oh, so you are looking for a beating. No problem."
Sword cultivator disciple: "..."
As soon as her words fell, Xing Yun, who had started to drink porridge again, felt a gentle force holding him up. Then, the scenery before him turned into an empty square after a moment of confusion.
The sword cultivator disciple also stood not far away in a daze.
Holding the spoon and observing the surrounding scenery in a daze, seeing that the high platforms around the square were gradually filled with spectators, he immediately understood what this "square" was.
- A martial arts fighting platform for people to compete with each other.
The canteen was not far away, and many people were rushing here from the direction of the canteen.
After a little estimation of the distance, Xing Yun walked towards the edge of the fighting platform, while sighing that the person who chose the location of the fighting platform was really considerate.
The creator of the platform definitely knew that almost all the cultivators would have too much energy after eating, that was why he built the platform so close to the canteen, right?
Xing Yun's departure became the signal for the start of the fight. As soon as his feet landed, the sword cultivator raised the long sword in his hand and lunged it at Xing Ya's throat directly.
Silky sword qi was wrapped around the one-meter long green sword; vaguely, many people seemed to hear the ringing of the sword.
"Is he the inner disciple of the Sword Peak? I have never seen him before..."
"No, he is from the outer sect; but he is one of the sword cultivator disciples who are most likely to be admitted to the inner sect, in the inner sect competition this time.
"You know him?"
"No."
"Then how did you know?"
"Aren't they all written on the bulletin board? By the way, don't always look for the flying sword on your back."
"Eep! ? Where is my flying sword! ?"
As the two disciples of the Sword Peak, one of the twelve peaks of the inner sect, talked about, this disciple showed a talent and strength that didn't belong to the outer sect disciples; even though his word qi could not be released as a form of attack, the sharp sword intent was enough to shock the audience.
However, Xing Ya just simply stood there with a smile and did not counterattack. With only a ribbon, she blocked all attacks several meters away.
No matter how this disciple attacked, he still couldn't break this seemingly soft barrier.
The sword cultivator disciple fought fully and delightfully, and he completely let go of restraint and used all the energy to attack this Martial Granduncle. With the inspiration brought by the all-out attack, his shackles began to loosen.
He could clearly feel this, so the attack became more fierce.
Many terrifying cracks began to appear on the solid rock slab, and the sound of swords became clearer and clearer.
The battle on the platform was very exciting. Although it was only a one-man battle, it was enough to make some sword cultivator disciples and mountain leaders who came after hearing the news enjoy it a lot.
However, there were still many "audiences" of this battle who were not paying attention to this wonderful battle, but to the new Martial Granduncle.
The culprit that attracted their attention was the wave of air created at the beginning of this battle. When Xing Yun jumped off the platform, he instinctively wanted to walk away from the platform as soon as possible, but the shock wave was still much faster than his running speed.
So what the audience saw at the beginning of the battle was this: Little Martial Granduncle jumped off the martial arts platform; Little Martial Granduncle was going to leave; Little Martial Granduncle was thrown out by the shockwave! Little Martial Granduncle tumbled into a ball!
Then the following picture was like this: Little Martial Granduncle stood up! Little Martial Granduncle thought that her pace was steady! Little Martial Granduncle was blown away and tumbled into a ball again! Little Martial Granduncle was persevering...
In short, at the moment, Xing Yun was hit by the shockwaves that spread out from the martial arts platform and rolled into balls again and again.
Until in the end he completely gave up the struggle, and the picture directly became: Little Martial Granduncle finally turned into a ball!
Do you say that fighting was relatively eye-catching, or a little loli rolling into a ball was more eye-catching?
Anyway, many viewers chose the latter.