Reaching Divinity Through Martial Arts: Starting with the Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art
Chapter 129

Gu Qingyan

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"Master..."

"I don't mean to blame her."

Shui Qingqian shook her head, with a faint look in her eyes. "She has worked hard for the martial arts school for so many years, and finally missed a step. It is fate and luck, but I am not willing to accept it. Qingyan, I Flying Swallow Martial Hall, dozens of people, do not rely on men's charity, nor Lineage's shelter, but always rely on themselves."

She reached out her hand and gently smoothed Gu Qingyan's hair that was blown away by the wind.

"Your flying swallow back to the feather step has been Major Accomplishment. In terms of body skills alone, this Qingshan County is unmatched by anyone in the younger generation. That Zhao Clan Martial Hall's Although Jiang Fa has some skills and his strength has reached Late Dark Force, I have watched him for several games as a teacher, but he is just opportunistic and clever based on his flexible pace. When he meets a real master of kung fu, he will be restrained in every way."

Gu Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master, Junior Sister Liu just said that Jiang Fa's sword skills are also very powerful."

Shui Qingqian paused for a moment.

She glanced sideways at Liu Ying not far away, who was looking over here with an unconcealable look of worry on his face.

"Yingying is a child who has always been attentive. Since she reminded her specifically, there must be some basis for it."

Shui Qingqian slowly retracted his hand. "However, you don't have to mess up your position because of this. Until now, he has only used physical skills to fight against the enemy. This shows that this person either has not mastered sword skills, or he is too self-confident. No matter what, it will be good for you."

Gu Qingyan nodded thoughtfully.

"Your advantage is speed, and the essence of speed is to end the battle before your opponent makes a move."

Shui Qingqian looked at her. "Don't get entangled with him. Once you get on stage, use your full strength to attack. If he continues to dodge, you will use Feiyan's Retreat Step to trap his range of movement. If he switches to using sword skills, you must use your fastest body skills to seize the opportunity to get close before the sword force is deployed."

"Disciple understands."

"Go ahead."

"Yes!" Gu Qingyan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

The same scene also happened here at the Zhao Clan Martial Hall,

Zhao Zhong called Jiang Fa aside alone.

"This girl, Gu Qingyan, is a low-ranking Xuan-level Feiyan Hui Ling Bu who has practiced Major Accomplishment. If we talk about body skills alone, no one in Qingshan County's younger generation can match her."

Zhao Zhong got straight to the point, his eyes falling on Jiang Fa's face.

"You won the first three games with physical skills. This one happened to be in her best field. If you still use the old method, you may not be able to get an advantage."

Jiang Fa listened carefully and did not interrupt.

Zhao Zhong paused, staring into Jiang Fa's eyes, and his tone suddenly darkened.

"Jiang Fa, tell Master, what state are you in now?"

Jiang Fa was silent for a moment and said frankly, "Late Dark Force."

Zhao Zhong The corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Late Dark Force.

I had already made some assumptions in my mind after watching his aura fluctuate during several battles.

But now that he heard Jiang Fa admit it himself, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After all, this guy has only been in the museum for more than a year...

Even Qin Xuan took a whole year to break through to Late Dark Force thanks to his own efforts and various resources.

He tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart.

His eyes stayed on Jiang Fa for a long time, as if he was getting to know this disciple again.

What makes him even more unbelievable is that,

In the past few months, he has never seen through Jiang Fa's true cultivation level.

He originally thought that it was because Jiang Fa's bones were too weak and his energy and blood were weak. Now that he thought about it, he was totally wrong.

"Have you practiced the art of breathing?"

Zhao Zhong asked with a frown.

Regarding his question, Jiang Fa had already expected it. He did not deny it, but nodded and said, "Master, I do have a method of condensing Qi."

Zhao Zhong raised his eyebrows. "How is the grade?"

"Middle-grade Xuan level."

No wonder!

Zhao Zhong thought in his mind.

But he suddenly thought of another question.

The middle-grade Xuan-level breath-holding technique is already extremely rare in Qingshan County.

This kind of auxiliary skills is rare, and whenever a copy appears, it will be competed by all major forces.

Jiang Fa How could a martial arts disciple with no background get such a skill?

Seemingly seeing Zhao Zhong's doubts, Jiang Fa took the initiative and said, "My disciple was assassinated on the official road a few years later. One of the assassins carried the secret book of this technique. By luck, the disciple killed him and got this thing."

Zhao Zhong's eyes narrowed.

"Assassination? Why have you never mentioned this?"

"This is something that the disciple can solve on his own, so I don't want to bother the master." Jiang Fa said in a sincere tone without any evasion.

Zhao Zhong looked at him with mixed feelings in his heart.

This apprentice, he admitted that he had paid too little attention in the past.

Jiang Fa had low bones when he entered the inner courtyard. He had no high hopes at all. He just thought of it as adding another person to the martial arts school so that he could find a job to support his family in the future.

In the inner courtyard, there are many disciples, and Jiang Fa, who is of low level, is inconspicuous among them.

It wasn't until later that he learned that his understanding was good that he paid a little attention to it, but he only took a high look at it and didn't expect much from it.

When asked today, Zhao Zhong just felt that he had really neglected his duty as a master.

He didn't ask further.

He looked at Jiang Fa, his eyes gradually returning to calmness from the initial complexity.

After being silent for a while, he slowly spoke, "You are right and wrong about this matter. What is right is that a warrior can handle it by himself and does not ask for help lightly. This is integrity. What is wrong is that you should let your master know about such a big thing as an assassination. Those people who dare to touch you may not be targeting you alone. If you really fall into their hands, I will not even be able to find a reason to avenge you. If this is the case, wouldn't I, Zhao Zhong, be a teacher in vain?"

Jiang Fa was slightly startled,

Although I know in my heart that it is my current performance that makes Zhao Zhong value me,

But he still couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his heart.

Zhao Zhong waved his hand. "Okay, we'll talk about this later. The most important thing right now is the competition in front of us."

"You have won three games in a row and have entered the top fourteen. If you defeat Gu Qingyan in today's battle, you will directly enter the top seven. You will have a place in the top ten of the Qingshan Martial Arts Association."

He paused and said in a deep voice, "The top ten means the number of outer disciples from the three sects Qingyang Prefecture."

Jiang Fa's eyes moved slightly when he heard this.

"Qingshan County is too small after all."

Zhao Zhong sighed softly, with a hint of dejection in his tone that he was not even aware of. "If you practice here for another ten years, you will not be able to reach Transforming Force at most. But if you join the three major sects, you will have the potential to be innate, and you can even go further.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking past the bustling crowd and landing on the flags embroidered with the Qingyang Prefecture emblem on the viewing platform in the distance, with a rare look of reminiscence on his expression.

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