Zhang Ruochen concealed part of his strength, and did not show the sword's intention to go to the peak with his heart.
Once it is revealed, everyone will probably be even more shocked. Walking to the high-level realm with the sword at will is enough to defeat Feng Zhilin.
"The sword follows the heart to the high-level realm?"
Feng Zhilin's face was very ugly. He never thought that Zhang Ruochen's realm of swordsmanship would reach such a powerful level.
"No, I will not lose, I haven't lost yet! I am three martial arts realms higher than him, and I will definitely be able to defeat him!"
Feng Zhilin gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat. He swung his spear and attacked again.
Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and the tip of the sword curled up into an arc-shaped air wave.
The shape of the airflow is like water waves, countless sword qi shuttle in the airflow, making the sound of the tide.
"Heaven's heart makes the tide!"
With a swung of the sword, the sword energy turned into a five-meter-high wave, hitting Feng Zhilin's body and rolling Feng Zhilin backwards.
"ah..."
Feng Zhilin let out a scream, dropped the spear in his hand and fell to the ground.
"Boom!"
The white martial robe on Feng Zhilin's body was shredded by the sword energy and turned into pieces of rags, leaving only a silver scale armor vest still on his body.
Except for the place covered by the silver-scale armor vest, other parts of the body, all the bloody wounds were cut by the sword energy, and the whole body was bloody.
This is Zhang Ruochen's mercy, otherwise, the sword just now could have cut off Feng Zhilin's limbs and head.
"Feng Zhilin, you are defeated!"
Zhang Ruochen walked over with an iron sword in his hand, pointed at Feng Zhilin's neck, and said, "I said before, I won't kill you, I just want to avenge fourth brother and break your arms and hands!"
"Wait...wait a minute!"
Trembling all over, Feng Zhilin got up from the ground, knelt down in front of Zhang Ruochen, kowtowed to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, thank you...thank you for not killing me."
Looking at Feng Zhilin who was kneeling in front of him, Zhang Ruochen had a puzzled look on his face, and suddenly, he felt a dangerous aura.
not good!
At this moment, Feng Zhilin raised his head suddenly, and spit out three silver needles in succession.
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
Flicking the tongue and arrow, the unique skill of the Feng family.
Feng Zhiyi could only eject one silver needle with his tongue, but Feng Zhilin could spit out three in a row.
In the stands in the distance, no one expected Feng Zhilin to attack suddenly.
At such a short distance, not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even a warrior of the Great Perfection of the Black Realm would be hit.
"Ding Ding!"
With a wave of Zhang Ruochen's iron sword, he slapped the three silver needles precisely, and sent the three silver needles flying back.
One of the silver needles was inserted into Feng Zhilin's throat.
The other two silver needles pierced Feng Zhilin's eyes.
"Well...Huo Xing...Wang...Prince...help me..."
Feng Zhilin pulled out the silver needle stuck in his throat, clutched his neck tightly, and rushed towards the stage of life and death. However, his eyes were blind and he couldn't see the way at all. He accidentally stepped on the air and fell down the 30-meter-high platform of life and death.
Amidst a series of screams, Feng Zhilin fell into the iron thorn forest, his body was pierced with more than ten bloody holes, struggled twice, completely dropped his arms, and was silent.
silence.
The entire stage of life and death became extremely silent, only the sound of breathing and heartbeat of the people could be heard.
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly. Originally, he just wanted to teach Feng Zhilin some lessons, and never thought of killing him. Even if the bones of his arms were broken, he could still heal within half a month as long as he applied the intermittent ointment.
Shaking his head, Zhang Ruochen stepped off the stage of life and death.
Afterwards, all the students from Yunwu Commandery cheered and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.
"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince is really powerful. Even Feng Zhilin died in your hands. From now on, let's see who else dares to bully our students from Yunwu Commandery."
A pretty female student stared at Zhang Ruochen with adoring eyes, and said, "Ninth Prince, the sword you defeated Feng Zhilin was really amazing! Can I learn swords from you?"
Liu Chengfeng saw that Zhang Ruochen seemed to be in a bad mood, guessed the reason, and said with a smile: "Your Highness Ninth Prince, Feng Zhilin deserved his own death, so you don't have to take it to heart! Besides, he himself fell off the stage of life and death and fell to his death. It has nothing to do with you at all."
Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly, and said lightly, "Since Feng Zhilin is dead, then this matter will come to an end, everyone should leave!"
The students of Yunwu Commandery were very excited, but Prince Huo Xing's face was extremely cold, staring at Zhang Ruochen's leaving back, "Waste, Feng Zhilin is a waste, and he can't even kill Zhang Ruochen!"
A student from Sifang Commandery next to him said, "What should we do now? Are we going to let Zhang Ruochen go like this?"
"Let him go? How is it possible?"
Prince Huo Xing squeezed his hands tightly, and said coldly: "I will write a letter now and tell my father to pay a high price to invite the killer from the gate of the underworld to get rid of Zhang Ruochen. If Zhang Ruochen is not dead, he will become a Sifang county in the future enemy."
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After the decisive battle at the stage of life and death, Zhang Ruochen returned to Longwu Hall and continued to practice swordsmanship.
On the third day, he was finally summoned by the Head of the West Courtyard.
The owner of the west courtyard, wearing a golden robe, was sitting on a white stone by the pool, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and was fishing.
"Meet the master!"
Zhang Ruochen came behind the master of the west courtyard and bowed slightly.
"Zhang Ruochen, do you know why the old man summoned you a month after the school exam?" The master of the west courtyard still held the fishing rod and stared at the pool, without turning to look at Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Students don't know."
During the examination in the academy, Zhang Ruochen met the master of the West Academy once, but that time he was too far away, so he just glanced casually.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen began to seriously look at the head of the courtyard, the only super strong man who could wear a golden robe in the West courtyard.
He looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, with white hair all over his head, but he didn't have a single wrinkle on his hands and side face, nor did he look old.
"I don't know how far the master of the west courtyard has reached?" Zhang Ruochen couldn't see through the cultivation of the master of the west courtyard.
The headmaster of the west courtyard put down the fishing rod, stood up, turned around and glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Do you know that every first freshman will be accepted as a personal disciple by the deputy headmaster. Of course, if the talent is excellent For new students, this old man will accept disciples himself."
"You performed very well in the Wuta Tower. At that time, the old man had already moved the idea of accepting apprentices. The old man meant that you were outstanding, not because you passed the second level of the third floor of the Wuta Tower, but because you broke through the second level of the Wuta Tower. Passed the third stage of the third floor of the Martial Pagoda and defeated Luo Xu in the same realm as you."
Zhang Ruochen was slightly startled, and said, "The master knows what happened in the Wuta?"
"Ha ha!"
The headmaster of the west courtyard laughed loudly, and said: "Do you really think that only Miss Huang and Girl Duanmu are guarding such an important place in Wuta? There are some secrets that even the two of them don't know."
Afterwards, the master of the west courtyard turned serious, and said, "However, I don't object to what the two of them did. Even if they didn't stop you at that time, the old man would personally prevent you from ascending the fourth floor of the Wu Tower."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The master is worried that my talent is too high and I will be assassinated by some people?"
The master of the West Academy nodded and said: "The Wushi Academy is not absolutely safe. Over the years, the black market and the Moon Worship Demon Sect have continued to infiltrate the academy, not only those who have them among the students, even some of the academy's There are people from them at the top too."
"If you had broken into the fourth floor of the Wuta, the forces of the black market would have spared no effort to kill you in the cradle. Even the old man would have difficulty protecting you."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The director is referring to the 'Operation Cutting Seedlings'?"
The headmaster of the West Court gave a light snort, and said, "Do you know about the 'Operation Cutting Miao'?"
You must know that the black market and the Wushi bank have been in an antagonistic relationship since ancient times, fighting each other, fighting each other, expanding their territory, and competing for market resources.
The Wushi Academy is the base for the Wushi Bank to cultivate talents. In order to defeat the Wushi Bank from the source, the black market launched the "Operation Killing Seedlings" to assassinate the elite geniuses in the Wushi Academy.
800 years ago, the black market started cutting seedlings, and Zhang Ruochen certainly knew about it.
Zhang Ruochen had no way to explain it to the master of the west courtyard, so he could only push it to the king of Yunwu County, saying: "Before I came to take the exam in the palace, I heard my father mention it once. Actually, I am not very familiar with the action of cutting seedlings." clear."
"It turns out that the King of Yunwu County has already reminded you, so I don't need to say more!"
In the opinion of the head of the West Courtyard, the King of Yunwu County will know that the operation of cutting seedlings is not a difficult task. After all, the operation of cutting seedlings has lasted for thousands of years, and it is not a secret.
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed, and he said, "The reason why the principal postponed summoning the students for a month is because he wanted to use the students as bait to catch the black market and Moon Worshipers who sneaked into the west courtyard?"
"That's right!" The headmaster of the West Courtyard smiled and said, "You don't hold grudges against the old man, do you?"
Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: "Since the principal has told the students about this in person, how can the students hate the principal? I really want to know if the principal has found out the evil person lurking in the west courtyard?"
"Some clues have been found, but we are still waiting for the big fish to enter the net. I believe the net will be collected soon." The master of the west courtyard said.
Afterwards, the master of the west courtyard said again: "Zhang Ruochen, are you willing to worship the old man as a teacher and become the old man's personal disciple?"
There is a big difference between a student and a direct disciple.
A teacher can teach many students, but there are very few direct disciples.
Once he becomes the personal disciple of the master of the West Courtyard, it is equivalent to having an extra backer, and Zhang Ruochen's status in the West Courtyard will immediately rise, and no one will dare to trouble him in the future. Even in the inner palace of Wushi Academy, Zhang Ruochen's status is still higher than other inner palace students.
However, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to worship the master of the West Academy as his teacher, because he had too many secrets and didn't want outsiders to know. If you worship the Master of the West Academy as your teacher, some of these secrets will definitely be exposed.
Zhang Ruochen bowed respectfully to the master of the west courtyard, and said, "Thank you, master, for your kindness. However, the students want to practice their own martial arts, so they have no plans to be apprentices for the time being."
Surprisingly, the headmaster of the west courtyard was not angry, but smiled, and said: "Hehe! I have served as the head of the west courtyard for thirty-four years, and I have taken the initiative to accept apprentices a total of eleven times. You are the second person who rejected me."
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Note: As mentioned earlier, the history of the West Courtyard is only 460 years, which refers to the West Courtyard of Wushi Xuegong in Tianmoling. The distribution of Wushi Xuegong covers the entire Kunlun area, and its history is far more than four hundred and sixty years old.