mtl008 Chapter 282 Zhu Ran
Chapter 282 Zhu Ran
Qingzhu Peak.
Special practice room No. 109.
"Greetings, Instructor Zhu."
"Meet the Master."
"Meet the Master."
Wang Qiye, Zhu Dachang, Gao Youmo, Tan Qiang... all bowed to Zhu Yue together.
"No need to be polite." Zhu Yue laughed and pointed to a heroic woman beside him and introduced her. "Let me introduce you to this woman, Zhu Ran, my stubborn and willful daughter. I've spoiled her. You should be more considerate of her in the future."
Zhu Ran stamped his feet lightly and pouted. "Oh, Dad, how can you scold your own daughter like this? They just met them for the first time. My image has been completely destroyed by you."
Even the best sparring partner Zhu Yue was powerless in the face of his beloved daughter. "Of course, my daughter is still obedient and virtuous."
Zhu Ran's expression looked a little better.
But Tan Qian almost laughed out loud, but he quickly held his mouth shut. He had suffered too much at her hands, and he didn't want to be punished by her again.
Zhu Yue said seriously, "Tan Qian, you should go into seclusion from tomorrow and prepare to attack the Golden Core. From now on, Zhu Ran will be responsible for sparring with Wang Qiye."
"Yes, Master." Tan Qiang responded respectfully.
Since the master said he could do it, then he must be able to do it. "Golden Core Stage, I am 56 years old this year, am I finally going to make another step forward?"
Zhu Yue nodded. Tan Quan was still as calm as ever. As the one among his many disciples who would inherit his true mantle in the future, and also the most ideal candidate for son-in-law in his mind, he naturally took a fancy to him.
Originally, Tan Quan's accumulation was already enough, but Zhu Yue always felt that he was still missing something, so he temporarily let him suppress his cultivation and temper his character.
As always, Tan Qian listened to his words, and this training lasted for ten years.
For more than three months, he and Wang Qiye had been practicing against each other and exchanging moves. Every day was like fighting against hundreds of geniuses. Originally, he was no match for him, but relying on his familiarity with Wang Qiye and catching some clues from his subtle movements, the two of them fought to a standstill and were evenly matched.
Tan Quan has been polished to a shine at this point, and there is no need to wait any longer. If he continues polishing, it will only be a waste of time, and he might even miss the best opportunity to break through.
It's a pity that he is too straightforward and can't please Zhu Ran. Zhu Yue felt a headache when he saw Zhu Ran circling around Wang Qiye.
"Are you Wang Qiye?" Zhu Ran tilted his head and looked at him sideways.
Facing this powerful third realm cultivator, Wang Qiye quickly retracted his spiritual consciousness that had just been sent out. The one who could make his spiritual consciousness so fearful before even getting close must be at a higher realm than himself. "Hello, Senior Sister Zhu."
Zhu Ran was obviously dissatisfied with the short-haired figure of the Qingzhu Peak legend. "Why do you carry four swords? Although everyone uses light swords, I only have this Broken Jade."
Yes, although Zhu Ran is a girl, she naturally learned a set of inherited sword skills from her father. She usually likes to dress in a neutral style, and her sword is also domineering, named Duan Yu.
She was wearing a dark blue outfit, with delicate insect and fish patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. She wore a wide green belt with a unique jade pendant on her waist. Her hair was tied up high with a jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair were left on her forehead, making her look even more heroic. Her face had soft lines, but she didn't wear makeup. Her eyebrows showed a sense of stubbornness and tenacity. Her eyes were small, but bright and energetic, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Her nose was straight and her lips were thin. She looked cold when she wasn't smiling, but when she smiled, she was like a spring breeze, warming people's hearts.
She was tall and straight, and her steps were light, each step seemed firm and powerful. She held a long sword in her hand, and the scabbard was engraved with simple patterns, which complemented her outfit. Although she was dressed in a neutral style, she did not bind her chest, and with her majestic chest, she could still be recognized as a girl at a glance.
Wang Qiye responded quickly. "I've gotten used to dual-blade style recently, so two of them are for daily use, and the other two, Wentian and Hongyu, are my swords."
Zhu Ran's eyes shone, and he stretched out a clean white hand. "Hong Yu? Let me see?"
Wang Qiye did not dare to delay. He tied the rope around his waist, took off Hong Yu and handed it over.
Zhu Ran reached out to take it, and let go of his broken jade with his right hand, letting it float in the air alone. Then he put his right hand on the hilt and pulled out the long sword.
The entire training room was covered by a layer of red light. Every time Hong Yu appeared, he was so cool. Zhu Yue narrowed his eyes and looked at the famous sword carefully. People who use swords naturally love swords, and people who love swords like famous swords the most.
Zhu Ran looked at the glaring notch on the blade and sighed. "What a pity."
I don't know whether she was talking about the owner of the knife or the knife itself.
Wang Qiye, on the other hand, showed a hint of pride. "The sword that collided with it was also a famous sword, but in the end I still managed to cut it off with one strike. It was not a loss at all."
"You are quite open-minded." Zhu Ran smiled, which made people's eyes brighten. She then closed the long sword, turned it around, and handed it to Wang Qiye.
"Senior Sister, my name is Zhu Dachang, and I am the disciple that Master Tan Qiang just accepted." Zhu Dachang finally saw the opportunity, took a step forward, and approached this heroic beauty.
"Get out of the way." Zhu Ran waved his hand and sent the pig intestine away as if he was chasing away a fly.
Pig Intestine's eyes were hopeful, but also a little lost.
"Brother Zhu, let's come over here and practice with Instructors Meng and Pei."
Gao Youmo said this as he pulled him aside.
Wang Qiye reached out to take it, then tied Hong Yu back behind his back and used his body to protect the sword.
"How many moves should we have?" Zhu Ran put away the broken jade, took out an old second-level sword from the storage bag, pulled it out casually, and made a knife flower.
“That’s exactly what I meant.” Wang Qiye shook his hands, and two new swords came out from their sheaths behind his back and fell into his hands, and he made a Sun and Moon No Return posture.
He also wanted to measure how big the gap was between himself and the three realms.
The double sword style is one for attack and one for defense, and between the alternation of attack and defense, there are endless changes. Wang Qiye feels more and more that this double sword style is the most suitable for him.
Zhu Ran just chuckled, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised in that smile. "It's so satisfying to abuse the genius who hasn't grown up yet."
This smile was so dazzling in the eyes of Pig Intestine that even the scorching sun in the morning could not compete with it.
"It seems like everything belongs to Wang Qiye, it was like that before and it is like that now. Qingqing is such a good girl, but because of Wang Qiye she failed to build her foundation and had to go down the mountain. Now Wang Qiye already has two wives, and Senior Sister Zhu Ran is still hanging around him." The more Pig Intestine thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, and his eyes turned red.
However, the two people fighting on the field were unaware of it. The three knives were intertwined as they fought back and forth, and the sound of clinking became continuous.
The two of them only competed in moves, not in cultivation, so he and Zhu Ran could still fight.
Zhu Ran used his sword to separate Wang Qiye's two swords, and the two distanced themselves. "Wang Qiye, it's time to end the warm-up. Let's get serious."
Wang Qiye was not pretentious. Sword intent surged from his body, and that intent condensed into substance, like a piece of clothing, draped over his body.
Zhu Ran's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Wang Qiye's swordsmanship to be even higher than his own. He couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
The sword intent has nothing to do with one's cultivation level. It all depends on one's perception of the sword intent. Each level is a new level.
If Zhu Ran hadn't heard Wang Qiye's story, he would never have believed that someone could practice swordsmanship to such a level at such a young age. It not only requires years of training and honing, but also requires time to immerse oneself in the experience, which is definitely not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.
Zhu Ran did not dare to be careless and activated her sword intent. Her sword intent was not even comparable to Tan Qian's, which was related to her usual laziness.
Zhu Yue smiled when he saw all this. "If no one puts some pressure on her, she will just continue to be decadent."
Like father, like daughter. Zhu Ran naturally has the shadow of Zhu Yue in swordsmanship. Although she is talented, she is far behind in hard work. She is used to being spoiled by him and won't listen to anything he says, which is why she has developed a willful and capricious personality.
Now that she has met this freak Wang Qiye, it is a good opportunity to temper her temper, so that she can calm down and put some effort into cultivation.
After Wang Qiye and Zhu Ran used the sword intent, their moves were indeed different. The dangers involved were beyond the reach of outsiders.
As the saying goes, experts see the doorway, while laymen see the excitement. Wang Qiye's defensive sword is heavier than his offensive sword. Although he has only started practicing for a few months, these two swords are perfect for performing the Tianjiao moves he carried in Shichengzhai.
If you want to bully him as a newcomer, you will be making a big mistake and will definitely suffer a great loss.
She defended like a rock and attacked like a startled wild goose. With the help of the sword power at both ends of Zhu Ran's body, she swung out with both swords. The sword shadows formed a big net, covering Zhu Ran's head and forcing her to retreat step by step, unable to breathe.
Zhu Ran's chest was heaving violently. The magnificent scenery was so beautiful, but Wang Qiye in front of him didn't understand the situation and didn't know how to appreciate it. He attacked with each slash of his sword, each one as fast as the last.
The smile on Zhu Ran's face was gone. Only then did he realize that Tan Qian was not bragging. Fighting against Wang Qiye was like fighting against a group of people. These people had various moves, each different. Up to now, not a single move was repeated.
Especially after he used the dual-sword style, this advantage became more obvious. If his left and right swords had not sometimes been incompatible with each other, he would have been defeated long ago.