Chapter 828

"Although the field of martial arts is strong, it also has great shortcomings, even fatal ones." Seeing that Ling Chuxi was excited, Cangyuan reminded him.

"What?" Ling Chuxi listened to his serious tone and forced to calm down the excited mood.

"When the strong meet, life and death are only in the front line. Once the field is used, but the opponent can't be restrained, it is not far away from death. If you don't have absolute assurance, or if you have to, you'd better not use the field easily." Cangyuan said.

"Well, I see. I won't use it casually." Ling Chuxi said. Cang yuan has a very reasonable point. If the strong fight with each other, they can't tolerate any distraction. If they can't succeed in the field of application, they will surely die on their own. However, it's only a face-to-face fight, if the back is cold Ling Chuxi's mouth smeared a bad smile.

"Also, I've helped you refine your falling dust sword. In a few days, we'll collect the Cangyuan residual meaning." Next, Cangyuan said to Ling Chuxi.

"So soon?" Ling Chuxi's attention immediately shifts to come over, the surprise says.

"Well, these days you have a good rest and adjust your state. We will go in a few days." Cangyuan said.

While speaking, the competition on the field is over.

As Cangyuan said, Lu Chengfeng had no loyalty to martial arts, but he suppressed his own strength. He was firmly bound by the Tianji realm, so he could only be beaten passively. Although Duan Xiaomo's fighting spirit was only six or seven levels, he could not cause fatal damage to him. However, as a descendant of Lu Jiantang, the first master in the holy land of the ancestral sect, Lu Chengfeng was the elder of the guest Qing of Tianji sect for generations When I was young, I never suffered such humiliation. I was so ashamed, angry and anxious that I turned my eyes and fainted on the ground.

Duan Xiaomo also stopped, but his mind still stayed in the scene of the fight for a long time. It is estimated that he had a new understanding. He did not say a word, and went to the middle of the flower sea alone and sat on his knees. He soon entered into meditation.

No one thought that the competition would end in such a way. Duan Feiyu was relieved, but he couldn't laugh or cry. He quickly carried Lu Chengfeng back to his bedroom with several other tianjizong disciples. He thought about how to pacify him when he woke up. After all, the relationship between the Lu family and tianjizong was too special to do anything about it The little things are hard.

Other Su's children continued to compete. LAN Xinyu and several others went up to join in the fun. Ling Chuxi was not interested in watching it any more. He went back to his room early to have a rest. He planned to practice the mental skill given by Cangyuan in the past few days, and then adjusted his state to the best to find the sword meaning in jindanzong.

At night, everyone is in a deep sleep, and the whole Jindan sect is quiet. Only the children on duty patrol around and occasionally hear the sound of footsteps.

Ling Chuxi sits on the bed, touching the falling dust sword on his hand. The appearance of the falling dust sword after being tempered by Cangyuan seems to be the same as before. However, if you observe it carefully, you will find that the sword is as transparent as water, and there is no trace of impurity. Besides, it is less chilly, but it is more introverted.

"Good sword!" Ling Chuxi gently stroked the sword and couldn't help exclaiming. Even those so-called "peerless Swords" tempered by famous craftsmen can't compare with the falling dust swords in their hands in terms of quality.

"This is a good sword. At most, it can only be regarded as the best among all kinds of swords." Although he was tempered by himself, Cangyuan didn't have any pride, and he was not polite.

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