Chapter 17: Killing Intention

After returning to Pingyang Peak, Yichen immediately changed his clothes. Fortunately, Yang Xiaoran had to take care of the final test three days later, so he didn't notice that he was not in the room early in the morning. Next, he had to prepare well. Three days later, he sat cross-legged on the bed and slightly exercised his power to sense it. He found that the mysterious energy was still in his body and had not dissipated because of the strange senior combing the meridians last night.

In the next few days, Pingyang Peak became unusually lively. The final test of new disciples in March was relatively important. After the final test in the past, there was a reason for going directly to the three peaks of Yangguan, because the first three months were the entry period. After three months, it was considered formal entry and could practice some elementary skills.

Therefore, in the past few days, all the disciples were extremely excited, or they were practicing intensively under the guidance of their respective senior brothers and sisters. However, under such a grand event, there was a hidden murderous intention.

The night fell quietly. In order to prepare for the final test tomorrow, the disciples all rested early. Pingyang Peak was unusually quiet that night, and it was a bit weird.

The candlelight in the room flickered, reflecting Zhao Wangsun's gloomy face. Opposite him stood a figure, Yang Xiaoran.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoran's face had no expression. Zhao Wangsun looked at the mysterious energy slowly flowing in his palm and smiled grimly, "Very good... I have mastered this Qi-inducing technique. Xiao Yichen, tomorrow is your death date. Don't blame me for being ruthless. You can only blame yourself for seeking death every time..."

Yang Xiaoran was silent coldly. Many times, once you take the first step, there is no turning back. Zhao Wangsun looked at him and sneered, "What? Senior Brother Yang, are you worried that I will fail tomorrow and expose you?"

"I said that if this matter is known to others, there will be no place for you and me in Xuanqingmen. Tomorrow, the elders and the senior brothers and sisters from Yangguan will be present. You must not let anyone find out."

"Heh..."

Zhao Wangsun smiled coldly, as if he didn't care at all. "Don't worry, I will do it secretly. Even he himself will not know how he died..." At the end of the words, the murderous intent in his eyes became heavier. The cold night was heavy and the wind was as cold as a blade.

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The next morning, all the disciples went to the valley with great enthusiasm. Elder Zhai Mo, one of the three elders, also came. He was sitting on the high platform at this moment. Beside him, there were two disciples, a man and a woman. The male disciple seemed to be the senior brother who performed the Condensation Art before.

In addition to the elders and senior brothers, some senior brothers and sisters from the Three Peaks of Yangguan also came down today. Zhao Ying'er was among them and was talking to Zhao Wangsun at this time.

After Yichen took care of everything, he also came to the valley with a copy of "Nanhua Jing". As soon as he walked in, he heard a clear voice like a silver bell from a distance, "Little guy! Here!"

Yichen looked in the direction of the voice and saw a yellow-shirted girl flying over. It was Huang Ying'er who gave him the opportunity to enter the door. There was also a purple-clothed man next to him, who was also the one who met him at the bottom of the back mountain.

"Senior Sister Huang Ying!"

Seeing Huang Ying'er coming, Yichen was naturally happy in his heart. Three months had passed in a flash. He thought she had forgotten him. He didn't expect that she would take the time to watch him compete today.

Huang Ying'er landed in front of him. Compared with a few months ago, she looked lighter and said with a smile, "How is it? Have you made any gains in these three months?"

"Yes!" Yichen nodded vigorously and said "Senior Brother" to the purple-clothed man who was walking next to him.

Huang Yinger smiled lightly and looked around. She saw that other new disciples were led by their senior brothers and sisters. Why did the little guy come here alone? She asked, "Where is your senior brother? Why are you alone?"

"He..." Yichen looked around and saw no sign of Yang Xiaoran. He shook his head and said, "He didn't come."

"He didn't come?" Huang Yinger couldn't help but frown. Today was the final exam for new disciples. As a senior brother, how could he not come? He must not treat him well on weekdays. She asked, "What's your senior brother's name?"

Yichen thought for a while and said, "My senior brother's surname is Yang, and his name is Xiaoran."

"Yang Xiaoran..." The purple-clothed man next to him seemed to be thinking about something and smiled faintly, "So it was him.

Huang Yinger frowned slightly, glanced at the book in his hand, and said, "What is this? Let me see it." After that, she took the scripture in his hand, opened it, and read, "There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is..."

After reading to the end, she closed the book angrily, looking at Yichen with wide eyes, "Is this all Yang Xiaoran has taught you in the past three months?"

"No, no, no..."

Yichen hurriedly shook her hand and said, "Senior Brother treats me very well, and also passed on the mental method and formula to me, otherwise, Senior Sister, I will show you once? "As he was about to get ready, the purple-clothed man immediately came over and held him down. He then gave Huang Ying'er a look and shook his head, indicating that this was Xuanguan's business. Yangguan disciples should not interfere. It was against the rules. The elders were still watching from a distance.

Huang Ying'er frowned. Other disciples would try to please their senior brothers and sisters who taught them martial arts. They would often serve tea and water, or chat with them when they had nothing to do. However, Xiao Yichen was silent all day and didn't like to talk to people. Yang Xiaoran had more than one disciple, so how could he pass on any good things to him? She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and then she handed the scripture back to him. Her face became softer, and she smiled softly, "It doesn't matter. You should practice well in the future and try to come to Wunian Peak as soon as possible. Then the senior sister will teach you in person and pass on the most powerful skills to you!"

"Yes!"

Yichen nodded vigorously and felt warm in his heart. He didn't know anyone when he came to Xuanqingmen. Only this senior sister was willing to take care of her everywhere. But she was far away in Wu Nian Peak, so she didn't know that in the first two months, every time she They were all beaten until their noses were black and their eyes were purple.

"Dong——"

As a bell rang on the high platform, the final test was about to begin. From a distance, Zhao Wangsun's face was gloomy. He looked towards Xiao Yichen and smiled coldly. No one can save you today.

"Sister, I'm coming over."

"kindness……"

Looking at his back slowly walking towards the fighting stage, Huang Ying'er frowned slightly. She could naturally tell that the others had more or less basic skills now, but this young man seemed to be still in the same position for three months. Nothing has changed before.

The rules of the final test are very simple. If you want to go on stage, the people below can also challenge at will. If you fail the challenge, you are not allowed to go on stage again. After the winner exceeds three games in a row, you will have to step down to recover. After waiting for three games, you can continue to go on stage and hold on until the end. Or if no one dares to challenge on stage again, then the final winner of this final test will be considered.

By noon, nearly half of the hundreds of new disciples had been eliminated. At this time, the man standing on the fighting stage with an eyebrow and a smile was none other than Zhao Wangsun. He had won more than ten games in a row. If it weren't for every three With the rule of taking a break from the stage, I'm afraid more people will lose at his hands.

There is no doubt about the final test this time. Although they both have been practicing for three months, Zhao Wangsun is better than the others by a lot. At this moment, no one dares to go on stage to challenge again and bring humiliation to himself.

In the distance, Zhao Ying'er was smiling and watching quietly, while Huang Ying'er here frowned slightly, thinking that if you hadn't secretly had people bring him pills in the past three months, how would he be so much better than others? ? This final test at Pingyang Peak has never been fair!

Looking back at the young man in the audience who was reading quietly all the time, Huang Ying'er's eyebrows could not help but become more sad. At this moment, Zhao Wangsun looked at Xiao Yichen and said loudly, "Junior brother, do you dare to challenge me today?" ?”

The crowd suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at the young man who was reading quietly under the stage. Even Elder Zhai on the high platform couldn't help but frown. Although he had not taken care of the new disciples in the past few months, he still I heard from the disciple next to me that this young man has been here for three months and has not learned any skills. He even has to climb up to get on stage. He is simply the most inexplicable disciple in the history of Pingyang Peak.

The crowd was silent at this moment. Everyone knew that how could Xiao Yichen be Zhao Wangsun's opponent? Huang Ying'er suddenly said coldly, "What? You have gained some skills through opportunism, and now you are complacent and arrogant?"

She is a disciple of Yangguan Wu Nian Peak. With these two words, she is naturally a bit of a deterrent in Pingyang Peak. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ying'er smiled coldly, "Others are just opportunistic. If that's the case, then what about the person you brought in?" , why don’t you try your luck and practice some skills? Hehe, it’s really funny. After coming here for a few months, I have to climb up even to get on stage. I think no matter how much pills I feed, it’s all in vain!”

"You!" Huang Ying'er raised her eyebrows immediately. Before she could refute anything, the man in purple clothes next to her pulled her sleeves and shook his head.

Just as the atmosphere was solidifying, suddenly, Xiao Yichen's feet were a little bit off, his clothes were fluttering in the wind, and he landed lightly on the fighting stage. His figure was not sloppy at all.

"oh!"

Many people in the audience exclaimed. A month ago, he had no ability at all, but now with his air control skills, he was vaguely more stable than them. Many people started talking in low voices.

Zhao Ying'er's face also darkened. She was still talking a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye the boy flew to the stage, which made her face embarrassed and her heart very uncomfortable. "Huh! It's just the lowest level of air control!"

On the high platform, Elder Zhai frowned deeply. The disciples couldn't see it, but how could they not see it with his conduct? What the young man just used didn't seem to be aerial control, but more like a profound light skill. How could such a young boy possess such a light skill?

As we all know, air control can be learned at a basic level, but the superior Qing Gong is different. It is impossible to master it in just a few decades. When using the air control technique, you can jump into the air, but it has a big drawback, that is, you cannot withstand any impact. Once you are hit by someone, it is extremely dangerous.

But things are different with superior Qinggong. By using superior Qinggong, even mountains and mountains can be walked on as if they were on flat ground. By practicing to the state of transformation, even a flower or a leaf can become ground, without damaging the flowers and leaves at all. You can come down from the sky and the earth freely. It's as invisible as a ghost, and the enemy can't see it clearly, let alone hit it.

Yaoguang Zun's "Lingxian Step", which is unique in the world, is an extremely profound light skill. When it is performed, it is like light clouds covering the moon, sometimes like flowing wind and snow. It is difficult for the enemies of the sect to see clearly. Wait and see In the Qing Dynasty, his head was in a different place.

And where did this young man learn Qing Gong? Elder Zhai's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Secretly studying is a taboo in the sect.