Chapter 114： Fart

"A successful power, there is such a terrifying power?"

Ji Tianxing's face changed, and his heart became more shocked.

"If the smelly old man used his full strength, wouldn't he razed the entire Tai'an Palace to the ground in the blink of an eye?"

"It's terrible! What realm has his strength reached? Yuan Dan realm? Or is it the legendary Tian Yuan realm?"

After a while, his mood calmed down.

He didn't dare to think about it any more, he closed his eyes and thought quickly, realizing the lightning strike just now.

"Although wind and lightning strikes are not as complicated as Thousand Feather Blades, this sword technique pays much attention to the methods and means of force..."

Soon, the hundred breath time passed.

Xiang Wuji stood under the eaves, looking calmly at Ji Tianxing, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Ji Tianxing opened his eyes, calmly walked to the yard and stood still, his movement mobilized the true essence in his body.

"Whhhhh!"

Three sword auras appeared in front of him, exuding dark golden brilliance in the dim night.

Ji Tianxing put his **** together in both hands, pinched the sword art, quickly waved his hands to draw a mysterious trajectory, and manipulated the three sword qi.

"咻咻咻!"

Sword Qi made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, circling and flying within three meters of his body, launching assassinations and attacks forward from all directions and angles.

The movements of his hands are getting faster and faster, gradually bringing up afterimages.

The speed of the three sword qi reached the extreme, and the assassination as fast as lightning attacked, and the angle and trajectory became more and more tricky.

The ten breath time passed quickly, and the three swords auras continuously assassinated and attacked thousands of times.

Ji Tianxing finished rehearsing Thousand Feather Blade. He consumed too much True Qi in his body and his face became a little pale.

He waved his hand, and summoned the three sword qis back to him, floating in mid-air.

Although it took him twice as long to use his sword energy to complete thousands of assassinations.

But he has mastered the embryonic form of the Thousand Feather Blade, and when he uses this sword technique, he is already six or seven points similar.

Although his sword aura is still very weak, it can't be compared with Xiang Wuji's cyan sword light.

But in time, when his strength is strong enough, he will surely be able to achieve the same effect and power as Wuji.

At this time, Xiang Wuji spoke calmly.

"Boy, although you have spent twice the time, the sword power is also a little weak, but you have already learned this trick of the Qianyu Blade."

"You just watch the old man rehearse, and you can successfully use the Thousand Feather Blade, and you have a three-point look... Your talent and understanding are still so-so."

Although Xiang Wuji said so, he was still very satisfied with Ji Tianxing in his heart.

He knows very well that, like Ji Tianxing, a genius who can learn a thousand feather blades only by watching it once is rare in the Great Sky School.

And he has always been harsh in his words and rarely really praises others.

Ji Tianxing was able to get his "so-so" evaluation, which has surpassed most of the Qingtianzong disciples.

Xiang Wuji raised his eyebrows, and said blankly: "Okay, let's perform the second trick."

"Wind and lightning strikes seem to be simpler than Thousand Feather Blade, but they are actually more profound and mysterious."

Ji Tianxing also understands this, so his face is a bit solemn.

After he took a deep breath, his sword energy was activated.

"唰唰!"

The three dark golden sword auras became two, and doubled, from a ‘toothpick’ shape to a ‘dagger’ size.

"Wind and lightning strike!"

Ji Tianxing pinched the sword tactics with both hands, suddenly shouted, and manipulated two sword qi to cut forward.

"唰唰!"

Two sword auras flew to the left and the other three meters away, Bo slammed into the ground with a powerful force.

"Boom!"

In a dull sound, the dark golden sword light mixed with the violent wind, like a chopstick-long thunder and lightning, hit the bluestone ground.

The hard bluestone floor was cut into a half-meter-long crack, and several pieces of rubble were splashed.

The wind and lightning strike drill was over, Ji Tianxing recalled the two sword qi and took them back into his palm.

Looking at the half-meter-long crack on the ground, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

After all, the power of the wind and lightning strikes on Wuji was astonishing, blasting the ground out of a three-meter-square pit.

And the wind and lightning strikes he used were so pitiful that he cut the stone slab into a crack.

The gap between the two is at least dozens of times!

"The wind and lightning strikes performed by the smelly old man are really like a combination of wind and thunder, which shakes the whole house."

"The wind and thunder he used is like the thunder in the sky, and the wind and thunder I used is like a weak electric snake..."

"I don't know how many years I have to practice hard to reach the state of the smelly old man?"

Ji Tianxing sighed a few words in his heart, and then returned to the eaves, looking at Xiang Wuji with anxiety.

"Senior, look at the wind and lightning strike I just performed... Am I learning it?"

Xiang Wuji turned his head and glared at him, and sneered contemptuously: "Do you think you have learned it? It's nothing but appearance!"

"The wind and lightning strikes performed by the old man are like thunder in the sky, but the wind and lightning strikes you perform are like a fart!"

"Uh..." Ji Tianxing looked embarrassed and could only smile wistfully.

"Hmph!" Xiang Wuji snorted coldly, putting away the sneer, and then said casually: "But, you have learned the wind and lightning strikes."

"At least you put a loud fart, unlike Xiao Xuan Xuan's grandfather, who learned three times with the old man, but couldn't even put out a stuffy fart!"

Although Xiang Wuji always uses farting to compare this sword technique, Ji Tianxing's attention is not on this issue.

"Senior, who is Xuan Xuan's grandfather?"

"Of course it's a big long..." Xiang Wuji responded subconsciously but stopped halfway through.

He turned his head and stared at Ji Tianxing, and cursed angrily: "Okay, you little bastard, don't you just follow the old man's words?"

"Ahem... Absolutely not!" Ji Tianxing waved his hand again and again, of course he denied it.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Xiang Wuji frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Although you have initially learned these two sword techniques, you will have to practice harder in the future to increase your power."

"Wait when you have cultivated those two sword techniques to the realm of Dacheng, the old man will teach you another few tricks!"

Ji Tianxing hurriedly bowed his hands and said sincerely: "Thank you seniors for teaching swordsmanship, juniors are grateful!"

Xiang Wuji looked at him with a smile, and said in a playful tone: "Hehe, how do you appreciate the old man?"

"Why not, your kid will leave Fengyunyuan tomorrow and stay in the old man's Tai'an Palace from now on, clean the house every day, take care of the herbs..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Tianxing's expression changed.

He pointed to the sky above his head, and quickly said to Wuji, "Senior, it's already dark, and the younger generation has something to do. Just go one step ahead, your old man rest early!"

After 　　, he didn't agree with Xiang Wuji, and ran away in a hurry.

Xiang Wuji looked at his running back, grinning and cursing: "Unconscionable little bastard! How many people can't ask for this errand in their dreams, you still dislike it!"

"If it wasn't for the sword qi you cultivated to be somewhat similar to the Sword God Art, it's even very possible... the old man didn't bother to talk to you, wasting time with you!"