822: The Buzzing of Flies

The Buzzing of Flies

On a stage not far away, Su Yizhi and the rest sipped tea as they watched the disciples compete with each other below, offering advice from time to time.0

The Su family's martial arts contest that was held once every three months had finally arrived.

Compared to the past, Su Yanhua and the others seemed more excited this time, proudly showing off their finest martial art techniques. This was the first martial arts contest for the Su family since they returned to the sect, and everyone knew that if they performed well, they might get the opportunity to follow Su Yizhi to visit the various great sects. Thus, everyone was taking it very seriously.

"Are these the Golden Pill Sect's Seven Strings Finger Method and Acupuncture Method? So besides curing diseases and wounds, they can also be used in martial arts… not bad, not bad," Lu Chengfeng said breezily, though he didn't seem to be paying much attention at all. Due to Lu Chengfeng's unique status, he had also been invited onto the stage to sit with Su Yizhi and rest.

"Hahaha, my Su family has left the Golden Pill Sect for so many years, so the martial arts that have been handed down from my ancestors have been abandoned. It is really a shame," Su Yizhi had to say modestly, but he was getting tired of Lu Chengfeng, who had been chattering on arrogantly these past few days.

"Well, you can't say that. The Golden Pill Sect is famous in this realm for its gold, gems, and pill refinement, not its martial arts. It's not your fault," Lu Chengfeng consoled Su Yizhi, but it didn't sound very comforting at all.

It was true that the Golden Pill Sect was famous for all that, but to have been one of the five great sects of the past, their martial arts had to be somewhat good, right? Who was Lu Chengfeng to judge?

Su Yizhi felt a bit offended by those words, and didn't respond.

However, Lu Chengfeng did not notice Su Yizhi's displeasure and was still talking enthusiastically: "That sword move... ah, what a waste! If the angle was a little higher, the opponent wouldn't have been able to avoid it. As for that finger, if it was True Qi coming out of the body, one strike would be enough..."

Su Yizhi was forced to listen to Lu Chengfeng's rambling, and felt like covering his ears. Su Yanhua's sword move had completely brought out the essence of the sword; even if Su Yizhi himself were to personally use it, the only difference might have been stronger True Qi. Lu Chengfeng was just as powerful as Su Yizhi, but Su Yizhi didn't believe that he could make this swordplay any better.

As for the True Qi emitted from the body, that was even more ridiculous. After all, fingers could only carry a limited amount of True Qi, and True Qi would dissipate quickly once it left the body. Whether the cultivator was at the realm of Great Fulfilment or True Essence, the True Qi's power would still be greatly reduced once it left the body.

Although Ling Chuxi was standing in the crowd, she could still hear Lu Chengfeng's words and couldn't help but give him a contemptuous look. Was it really necessary to spout this kind of nonsense just to look like an expert? Did he really think other people were idiots? If he really had the ability to hurt people by letting True Qi pass through his body, Ling Chuxi would truly be impressed.

With her cultivation, she certainly didn't have to enter the field, and should have been sitting with Su Yizhi to watch others compete. However, she hid in the crowd as she didn't want to listen to Lu Chengfeng's chatter.

Unfortunately, she still couldn't avoid the buzzing of flies.

On the field, Su Yanhua had defeated his opponent with an exquisite Finger Method. The two of them bowed in the direction of Su Yizhi and others, then left the field as another young man went up. This internal martial arts competition was focused on the testing of cultivation strength, so there was no need to draw lots since all were free to choose their own opponents.

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