72: C72 Gratitude for Dao

C72 Gratitude for Dao

The thin man sighed and forced himself to fight. He slowly walked up to Lin Yang's ring.

As soon as he stepped onto the arena, he cupped his fists. "Senior Brother Lin Yang, I, Hou Yun, have a Wind Spirit Monkey martial soul. I hope Senior Brother will show mercy!"

Lin Yang smiled and nodded. He stretched out a hand and signaled Hou Yun to attack first.

Hou Yun exhaled a breath of air and focused his eyes. Two short sticks appeared in his hands. The shadow of the Wind Spirit Monkey was faintly visible behind him. He took a wrong step and charged toward Lin Yang.

Lin Yang looked at the illusionary figure in front of him. He still had his hands behind his back and tapped on the ground with one foot. He moved to the left and dodged the short stick that was aimed at his chest.

He then extended his leg and kicked. A clear sound was heard. Hou Yun's other short stick was kicked to the side.

Hou Yun didn't admit defeat. His spirit energy circulated faster and faster. The short stick in his hand drew a green shadow. His whole body was in a mess as he kept attacking Lin Yang.

Lin Yang thought for a while and decided to use the Golden Spirit Power to condense two short sticks. He also stepped forward and started to hit Hou Yun.

"The technique is wrong. One rod is used to chop, one rod is used to slice, one is used to grip behind, and the other is used to grip forward!"

As he spoke, the two golden short rods in his hands struck Hou Yun's arms twice.

Hou Yun was surprised to find that he was not injured at all. Hearing Lin Yang's words, he instantly became excited and immediately began to learn.

"Your movements aren't fast enough. You have to be fast and kill with one strike!"

"Your speed isn't fast enough either. Quick, quick, quick. Where's the Wind Spirit Monkey's characteristics? You've already eaten them all. Monkeys were best at short distance dodging and dodging. Why are you pulling it so long? "

Lin Yang swung his staff backwards and hit Hou Yun's joints. Even though he didn't use any strength, it still made Hou Yun's legs numb.

"Do you know how to use a short stick? A short stick only has one attack technique. Knocking and hitting are the most important. So knocking is knocking on the joints, so hitting is the ultimate move! "

As he spoke, the short stick in his left hand kept spinning, and his entire person was like a monkey, moving and dodging. In an instant, he circled around Hou Yun. Hou Yun instantly felt as if his entire body had fallen apart, and all of his joints felt numb.

At the same time, Lin Yang's short stick in his right hand suddenly fell down and steadily landed on his head.

When Hou Yun saw all of this, he was completely stunned, and all of Lin Yang's movement techniques kept flashing in his eyes. The Wind Spirit Monkey's characteristics were constantly grasped by him, and a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.

Lin Yang did not disturb him. After a while, Hou Yun woke up. He waved his hand and a green wind blew. His face was instantly filled with joy as he looked at his hands and laughed continuously.

"Alright, alright. I know you've gained some enlightenment. But it's still not enough. Go down and learn more. Hurry up and go down! "

A lazy voice entered Hou Yun's ears. Hou Yun immediately put away his smile and bowed to Lin Yang.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin Yang, for the kindness of the Dao. If anything happens to Senior Brother in the future, I, Hou Yun, will do my best to help you. After you die, I will do my best to help you!"

Lin Yang nodded and waved his hand at him. "It's just that you are too weak. I will teach you something. It's your ability to comprehend it by yourself. Alright, you can leave now!"

Hou Yun nodded, bowed again, and walked down the arena.

When Hou Yun left the arena, all the people who had failed looked at Hou Yun with envy.

They had no hope of winning the outer sect battle. They wanted to gain some experience from the battle and have more opportunities to advance in the future.

However, they had never thought that after fighting for so long, Hou Yun would take advantage of them. With Lin Yang's guidance, Hou Yun's strength would definitely improve greatly.

Hou Yun looked at the crowd with a smile. This was his own ability. It was all because they hadn't gotten a hundred rings!

Seeing that there were still ten rings fighting in the surroundings, a youth with a cold expression gritted his teeth and walked straight up to Lin Yang's ring.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Lin Yang. This time, I hope Senior Brother Lin Yang can give me some pointers. I can't thank you enough!"

Lin Yang looked at him with a smile, then turned to Hu Dongsheng and said, "Vice Sect Leader, I don't know if this is against the rules or not!"2

Hu Dongsheng shook his head with a smile. "It's just a few pointers. It's not against the rules!"

Lin Yang nodded and looked at Su Chen in front of him. "You can, kid. There are so many people here, but none of them dare to come up. Only you have some guts. In that case, you and I are fated to meet. What weapon do you use?"

Su Chen took out a Green Steel Long Sword from his interspatial Space Ring. He pointed the tip of the sword downwards and bowed to Lin Yang as a junior.

"Senior brother, please give me some pointers!"

Lin Yang smiled. "Use all your sword moves and attack me!"

Su Chen waved his hand and the sharp Long Sword instantly drew out a few sword flowers and launched a fierce attack at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang did not retreat. His hands formed sword fingers, and the Golden Spirit Power instantly became incomparably sharp.

Even though it was two fingers, they were still sharp. With a kengqiang sound, two fingers blocked Su Chen's countless sword attacks.

Among the thousands of sword lights of Lin Yang, Su Chen seemed to see an incomparably mighty god emperor opening his eyes. Thousands of sword lights sprinkled down, and the surrounding heaven and earth were overturned. With a wave of his hand, a cold light that was piercingly cold could be seen in the nineteen provinces!

In just a short moment, the Long Sword in Su Chen's hand collapsed, and he knelt on one knee on the ground, continuously gasping for breath.

Lin Yang looked at him indifferently. "Sword, the ruler of a hundred weapons. If you want to practice your sword well, you must have a strong wind bone. I have dealt with the Sword Sect before. They are just a bunch of trash. Without wind bone and pride, how can they practice their sword well?"

He looked at Su Chen, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and reached out his hand to pick up his Green Steel Long Sword.

"If I'm not wrong, your martial soul should be him. Sword martial soul is indeed suitable for practicing the sword. Since this is the case, you and I can be considered fated. Today, I will teach you a move!"

Speaking up to this point, Su Chen raised his head. His eyes were filled with eagerness and desire. He saw Lin Yang holding the Long Sword in his hand and putting his right hand away. An inexplicable artistic conception kept condensing on his body.

"Huo Ru Yi shot nine suns down!"

A sword thrust out like a divine arrow shot out by the ancient Great Yi. It was a straight thrust, and it carried a fierce determination and courage, as well as the madness and resolution to die.

Everyone in the surroundings was shocked by this sword strike. Even the Great Elder and Vice Sect Leader couldn't help but sink into it.

This sword strike was so beautiful and tragic. In Su Chen's eyes, this sword strike had bewitched everyone. With incomparable madness and speed, it pierced the stone pillar in the distance.

"Ding!"

On the stone pillar, a sword mark was extremely striking. It pierced through the entire stone pillar and sank into the ground.

The dark sword mark seemed to tell everyone the power of this sword attack.

Lin Yang looked at Su Chen. "Have you comprehended it?"

Su Chen nodded and shook his head. His eyes were filled with confusion.

Lin Yang laughed. "Good, very good. Remember, a true swordsman should not be constrained by his form and moves. You have to pursue your own conception and remember how you feel every time you swing your sword!"

The confusion in Su Chen's eyes turned into clarity, and he bowed three times to Lin Yang.

"Thank you, senior, for granting me the Dao!"

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