Chapter 65: Sword Halls Standing Alone
With this precious sword, his fighting power can be better exerted, and even soar to a higher level. Facing the disciples of the mountain gate who possess various treasures, he is not afraid at all of those at the same level.

but……

After looking at the Taoist patterns on the Tianbao sword, Wang Xuan felt that it was still too ostentatious. He was an innocent man who was guilty of possessing a treasure.

He found some paint and painted two layers on it. The shiny sword turned completely black, giving people a sharp feeling, which made people feel cold when they saw it.

As for the texture and patterns on the surface, they were all covered up at this time.

"I'm sorry to have to trouble you for now." Wang Xuan stroked the blade. The name of this blade was Wanjun Thunder Dragon. With his strength, he couldn't even unleash one percent of the power of this blade.

Perhaps, when he becomes an earthly immortal, this sword will still be his sword, able to match his strength.

These two heavenly treasures are his greatest wealth and can be easily sold for tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of star dollars. Of course, no one will sell them.

It's too precious.

Tianbao has always been a treasure that is hard to come by. Once it comes out, it will be fought over by immortals. If they can buy it with money, they will definitely not care about the money.

Although Wang Xuan coveted the source power within the two heavenly treasures, they were treasures in his hands after all, so it didn't matter when he absorbed them.

It is better to keep it on your body, let it play the role of a treasure, and then draw the source power from it when you need it.

In the dormitory, Wang Xuan began to study the Mind Demon Sutra. After reaching the peak of his internal organs training, his wisdom increased greatly and his brain power was far superior to before. At this time, various inspirations collided, and his understanding of this magical technique was greatly deepened.

Perhaps in another day or two, he would be able to sweep away the obstacles of many cultivation theories and start practicing.

And when he becomes an instructor, he will also have the authority to obtain the practice method of the marrow training realm - the Washing Marrow Sutra, and it will not be difficult to break through to the marrow training realm.

All it takes is waiting.

There are several urban areas in Yuzhang City, and each urban area has a branch of the Xianwu Battle Hall. However, the business of the martial arts hall has been hit recently, and many students have left.

As for where the students are going, it is not difficult to find out.

These students all flocked to the newly opened sword hall, Tianjian Hall, to learn swordsmanship.

It takes a long time to see the improvement of your boxing and kicking skills, and it takes a lot of energy to improve your combat power. But if you hold a weapon and practice for a month or so, your combat power can be increased two or three times.

Since ancient times, carrying a weapon in hand has a natural advantage in combat power. Many ancient warriors could defeat dozens or even hundreds of people if they had weapons, but if they did not have weapons, they would be in trouble.

"These guys are really short-sighted. Although practicing swordplay can improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time due to the sharpness of the weapon, they become weak without the sword.

Do you carry a sword with you wherever you go?
Sword practice depends on talent. Only one in a thousand can achieve success. Can learning the basics and one or two sets of sword techniques in a sword gym help improve your physical fitness?
The purpose of cultivation is to improve vitality and live longer. Physical fitness is the essence, these idiots!"

Many coaches in the martial arts gym cursed and were very disappointed with the student. Everyone knew that the sword immortal was glorious and domineering, and could defeat all enemies with one sword.

But the problem is that this thing requires talent. Everyone knows that Tianjian Mountain produced sword immortals, but no one sees that their disciples are one in millions and are born to be suitable for sword practice.

You guys, can you compare? You really have no self-awareness.

Even though these coaches criticize their students, there are still students leaving every day. They want to become swordsmen, which is so cool.

Compared with swordsmen, those who practice boxing and kicking look like warriors, very crude and crude, and they are really not as glorious as swordsmen.

As a result, in a short period of time, the number of people visiting martial arts gyms dropped by one third. However, the newly opened Tianjian gyms have been very busy recently.

One by one, swordsmen with extraordinary skills became coaches, and there was also the sword immortal of Tianjian Mountain. In their honor, many important figures were invited, and the place was full of guests for a while.

Everyone in Yuzhang City knew about this excitement. The school’s reputation spread instantly, and many students came to study there.

In this way, Tianjian Hall was able to gain a foothold easily.

In the Tianjian Pavilion in the new area, a sword immortal was chatting and laughing with others, but he was thinking in his heart that he had not seen Senior Brother Zhang Shan for a long time. Senior Brother Zhang Shan said that he was going to seek revenge, but he never came back.

Looking at it this way, he was probably dead. He couldn't help but sigh, looking a little lonely. They had been in the same school for a hundred years, and the past was still vivid in his mind.

"It's a pity that I failed to persuade you."

"Gu Sansi, you are distracted." Zhao Hao looked dissatisfied. The other party was distracted while talking to him. It was really disrespectful to him.

Although you are older, I am a direct descendant, and you are just an elder's disciple. My cultivation is better than yours, and my status is far above yours! Gu Sansi hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I just suddenly thought of Senior Brother Zhang Shan. His death was too unworthy."

"That idiot? He just overestimates his own abilities. Even my father died at the hands of He Laoliu. Who does he think he is?" Zhao Hao scolded.

Thinking of his father's death, he was still filled with resentment and hatred for the damned He Laoliu. If he were no match for the other party, he would have hacked him to death long ago.

And that Chen Qingniu will die in his hands sooner or later, just like that crappy hall owner. Anyone who stands in his way deserves to die!
Hatred filled his mind, and he even questioned his master Fang Shan why he didn't stop He Laoliu and let his father die like that!

Gu Sansi frowned when he heard this. His senior brother was already dead, so why couldn't Zhao Hao do a little more good deeds? He was very upset, but he didn't burst out.

Then Zhao Hao said, "If it wasn't for that little bug, why would your brother have taken action? Gu Sansi, if you want to avenge your brother, you should kill Wang Xuan."

He thought this ant had died long ago and should have died, but he didn't expect it to be alive and cause Tianjian Mountain to suffer such a huge loss.

If he sees this again, he will definitely crush this man to death!
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Wang Xuan got up early in the morning to practice and went out several hours later. Finally, he received the notice that he became a coach. In this way, he was also qualified to read the information of the Xisui Jing and practice it.

In a few days, he will also receive his own students. It is a common practice for every coach to have a group of students, and he is no exception.

"It's strange, why are those disciples from the mountain gate gone?" Wang Xuan felt a little surprised. It seemed that he hadn't seen those disciples from the mountain gate since he got up. All those young men had disappeared.

"Senior Brother Chen, where are the disciples from Sansheng Mountain, Balong Temple and other mountain gates? Why are they all gone?" he asked.

While practicing his boxing, Chen Qingniu said, "We were taken to an island in Southeast Asia overnight. I guess we'll have to endure some great hardships and be severely injured before we come back."

Wang Xuan was puzzled. Why did they suddenly give those disciples extra training? And they had to endure hardships.

Chen Qingniu suddenly laughed: "You don't know? You are the culprit. Several disciples from Sansheng Mountain were defeated miserably in just a few moves by you.

This result made the immortals on the mountain feel ashamed. They thought that if all the disciples were like this, the mountain sect would be destroyed sooner or later, so they let the disciples suffer.

"When the leader opens his mouth, no matter whose disciples they are, they are unlucky. They are forced to eat dirt on a deserted island and be chased by monsters. I guess they will suffer mentally and physically."

Wang Xuan was very surprised: "Why are you blaming me?"

He was also helpless. He was just a little angry yesterday and taught those disciples a lesson. He never expected that there would be such a chain reaction.

After leaving the martial arts gym, he went to the residential area where he rented a house. He remembered that he had not been back for a long time and thought he should go and take a look and teach Su Xiaowei some tips on kung fu.

When the door was opened, the room was still clean. The cleaning robot had made it very hygienic, without a trace of dust.

After moving aside the obstructing mural, he could see the words written by Elder He, which contained extremely profound martial arts spirit and had a unique charm. He couldn't help but ponder them.

"Even the written words contain such profound truths of boxing. There are too many mysteries that I cannot comprehend. I don't know when I can reach this level." Wang Xuan sighed.

On the road of cultivation, condensing the artistic conception is one level, and then there is the perfect boxing intention. After perfection, the spiritual illusion is transformed into reality, and with the blessing, it can burst out with powerful combat power.

This level is still very far away from him.

A few hours passed in a flash, and Wang Xuan had made some progress. After booking a restaurant, he went out and came back after having a nutritious lunch.

"Hey, someone came in." Wang Xuan sensed a special aura in the room, which he had never encountered before.

When I opened the door, a figure came into view in the living room.

He was tall, with broad shoulders, wearing a grey short-sleeved shirt, and standing straight. Wang Xuan was so familiar with his appearance and figure that it was like seeing himself in the mirror.

If he didn't know clearly that he was the only son in the family, he would have suspected that this was his twin brother.

But where did this person come from and why did he dress up like him?
Wang Xuan asked coldly: "Who are you and why are you pretending to be me?"

The other party didn't move, completely ignored him, didn't even turn his head, didn't even look surprised.

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