Chapter 24: Sparring Test
"In short, you don't need to understand its essence now, just practice step by step."
Got it, got it. This is something only big shots need to understand.
"Mhm, I understand."
"Did you report your Realm to the school today?"
"Yes."
Zhang Yunlu repeated what she had learned from Yu Ming to Xu Xing.
The Foundation Establishment method taught by the school did not mention the Good Fortune Dao Foundation, which was within Xu Xing's expectations. However, this 'one-time Foundation Establishment divine essence' was quite interesting.
As a necessity for forging a Heavenly Dao Foundation, rare natural treasures are hard to come by. In today's cultivation world, where capable individuals emerge in large numbers, even this can be mass-produced.
Even if the effect is slightly worse than genuine natural treasures, it is still quite remarkable.
"Then I will go and take a look at the "Basic Refining Method" later."
Xu Xing was naturally very interested in the method created by Saint Emperor Yuan, but he did not directly ask Zhang Yunlu for it. Since the school had not made it public, there must be certain restrictions on the students who obtained the "Basic Refining Method," such as not allowing it to be spread.
It might be a small matter for him, but Zhang Yunlu is different.
He raised his hand and pointed, just like last time with the "Flowing Cloud Swordplay." A streak of spiritual light entered Zhang Yunlu's glabella.
"Your total spiritual power can only be considered average. I will impart to you a "Nine Qi Refining Method." As for which of the two refining methods is more suitable, you can judge for yourself in future attempts if needed."
Having had the experience last time, the time she was in a daze was significantly shortened. After closing her eyes and reading it carefully, Zhang Yunlu stood up and bowed solemnly.
"Thank you, Senior."
She knew clearly in her heart that the two of them had only met by chance.
Although Xu Xing's Realm was very high and he was a very powerful big shot, who stipulated that a big shot must help a small Cultivator?
If she took all of this for granted, that would be too ungrateful.
The big shot's Realm was too high for her to repay him immediately, but saying thank you was something she could do.
"You're welcome."
These siblings really had the same temperament. Last night, when Zhang Xiu left, he also thanked him very solemnly.
Over the long years, he had helped many people.
Most people were grateful at first, but gradually they got used to it, slowly even taking it for granted, and finally even demanding more. If he didn't give it, those people would harbor resentment.
But there were also some people who could adhere to their original intentions from beginning to end, knowing when to advance and retreat, and understanding reason.
So even now, he still likes to give opportunities to some juniors.
As for what will happen to the Zhang family siblings in the end?
Xu Xing would not look, but he hoped it would be the latter.
Before leaving, Zhang Yunlu asked one last question.
"After the trial last night, I seem to be a bit abnormal. Not only do I feel safe holding the sword, but when I look at others, I always subconsciously look at their vital points."
And Xu Xing's answer was.
"Just adapt for a while."
Zhang Yunlu's state was a stage that every Sword Cultivator would go through.
Sword Cultivators are extremely good at killing, so any type of Sword Cultivator needs slaughter and blood to sharpen their blades!
With Zhang Yunlu in this state, will the sparring test tomorrow be a fierce confrontation between evenly matched opponents, or a one-sided slaughter from beginning to end?
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After returning that afternoon, Zhang Yunlu found her favorite book from before and planned to relax her mind first.
However, after flipping through several pages of the book, her heart was still not calm, and her mind was full of the sword moves of the "Flowing Cloud Swordplay."
A few minutes later, she closed the book, picked up her sword, and ran to the rooftop.
Coincidentally, a young couple was also on the rooftop. Both of them were stunned when they saw Zhang Yunlu.
Zhang Yunlu was also startled for a moment.
Mainly, she had seen these two people before; they were from the same school as her.
Although they were not in the same class, the classrooms of the two classes were adjacent, and they would often see each other during normal times.
This was very awkward.
"...Sorry to bother you."
Leaving this sentence behind, Zhang Yunlu quickly turned around and went downstairs, leaving the two of them looking at each other.
"She is... Zhang Yunlu?" The boy had been a volunteer during a school competition before, so he had an impression of her. "She's still carrying a sword, she wouldn't have come up here to practice swordplay, would she?"
"Putting on an act." The girl was a little displeased. "She doesn't work hard normally, and only knows to work hard when the sparring test is coming."
"That's not necessarily true. She didn't know anyone was here when she came."
"Why not necessarily true!" The girl's voice rose a few octaves. "I heard that many people in her class are unhappy with her, and they are even planning to teach her a lesson in tomorrow's sparring test!"
Is that true?
The boy was curious, but seeing that his girlfriend seemed a little angry, he didn't bother to ask and immediately started to coax her.
Only after her mood had calmed down a little did he inquire indirectly.
After a description filled with exaggeration, the boy finally confirmed that there was indeed such a thing, and even the teacher had instigated it.
She had even offended the teacher. It seemed there would be some fun to watch in tomorrow's sparring test.
The girl finally noticed something was wrong and complained, "Why are you always asking about her? Are you..."
The boy quickly interrupted her before she could flare up.
"Aren't I just curious if she'll win tomorrow?"
"Her? Hmph!" The girl scoffed. "Senior Fang Lin in her class has been on the Starry Sky Battlefield. What can she use to fight him?"
"Yes, yes, how can he compare to Fang Lin..." The boy smiled and agreed a few times, but his mind was thinking.
Emm... her temper is a bit bad, maybe I should find another one.
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The next morning, the school was bustling with activity.
Streaks of powerful escaping light flew into the school from various parts of the city. These were all people who had come to watch the sparring test.
Third Middle School is the best middle school in Xuanjian City, and the Principal is the most highly cultivated practitioner in the entire Xuanjian City, the closest to the Returning Void Realm.
Therefore, many people came to show their support, all of whom were powerful practitioners with names and reputations in the city.
Among them was Li Fengping. As a Sword Sect Inner Sect Disciple, he was personally invited by the Principal to be one of the judges for today's sparring test.
However, because the injury on his face had not yet recovered, he was still wrapped in gauze. Everyone assumed he was cultivating a special Divine Ability and did not ask further.
A huge arena was suspended above the playground. The audience seats were filled with lower-grade students and some family members of third-year students.
Zhang Yunlu sat in the classroom and looked out the window. From her perspective, she could see the full view of the entire arena.
Banners fluttered around the arena. There were dark marks on the gray-green bricks, which seemed to be dried bloodstains.
Was she going to fight someone on that arena later?
In her mind, the battle with the Sword Cultivator phantom from last night's trial appeared. After dying dozens more times, she could already easily defeat a Qi Training Ninth Level Sword Cultivator who had mastered the perfect level "Flowing Cloud Swordplay."
Will there be stronger people in the school?
The hand holding the sword sheath tightened slightly, and a hint of anticipation couldn't help but surface in her heart.
And her expression fell into the sight of Fang Chi, who was standing in front of the podium.
Hmph!
Now she knows how to be nervous.
With a cold sneer in his heart, Fang Chi looked to the other side. It was a tall young man with spiritual light flashing in his eyes, just one step away from Foundation Establishment!
He was Fang Lin!
The highest cultivated student in the entire class, and also the only student who had been on the Starry Sky Battlefield!
As for Zhang Yunlu, Fang Lin did not pay any attention to her at all.
Although he knew she was already at the Qi Training Ninth Layer, he still didn't care at all.
This kind of practitioner who grew up in school was like a sheep raised in a greenhouse, naive and fragile, and would collapse under a little pressure.
If Fang Chi wasn't his uncle, he wouldn't even bother to be serious.
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