Chapter 156: Sword Position Assessment

  Qin Yun had no good feelings towards Feng Wuji, feeling that he was extremely deep and hypocritical, and that his self-aggrandizement in front of everyone would not be for any good reason.

  And beside him stood another white-robed disciple, who was none other than Qin Xiaoyue. The latter's face was gloomy, as if someone owed him 1.8 million silver coins and hadn't paid back yet.

  "Brother Feng overestimates me," Qin Yun said calmly: "As a junior brother who has just entered the door, participating in the mid-grade swordsman assessment is already quite beyond his depth. He merely wants to exchange blows with fellow brothers and test what he has learned, never daring to hope for instant success."

  The black-faced disciple next to him felt like he had been slapped in the face again, and in his embarrassment, he didn't dare to continue staying there.

  Feng Wujie's mouth twitched, he had a sword fight with Qin Yun in the Fire Dragon Cave to seize the Wolf's Den, but the final result was an unbearable shame in his heart, and listening to Qin Yun's words made him feel piercingly uncomfortable.

  "Hmph!" He snorted coldly and said: "We'll meet on the Floating Cloud Sword Platform!"

  If it were just a competition for the position of Sword Master, Feng Wuji and Qin Yun would not have met, because Feng Wuji was already a top-notch swordsman and did not need to participate in the assessment.

  However, the Floating Clouds Discourse on Swords is not just a competition for the position of Sword Master, but also allows disciples to challenge and spar with each other. Therefore, Feng Wuji still has an opportunity to redeem his humiliation against Qin Yun.

  He was worried that Qin Yun would back down and avoid battle at the last minute, so he came over to provoke him intentionally.

  Qin Yun easily saw through his opponent's mind and thought process, smiling and saying: "When the time comes, I will naturally take the lead in teaching Brother Teacher's unparalleled sword skills, please spare your subordinates!"

  It was a humble reply, but when it fell into Feng Wuji's ears, it somehow felt like a huge sarcasm.

  He should have been satisfied with his own success. But Qin Yun's lightly spoken two sentences were like steel needles inserted into his heart, causing a sharp pain that was hard to express!

  If it weren't for Feng Wuji's profound city governance, he might have really blown up on the spot.

  As he was about to leave, Qin Xiaoyue, who had not spoken a word all along, turned his head and looked at Qin Yun with an endless gaze of resentment and ferocity.

  To speak of hatred, Feng Wuji's hatred for Qin Yun was nothing compared to his own.

  Qin Xiao Yue's heart's desire, the woman he loves to pursue, is Qin Yun's fiancée. In order to deal with Qin Yun, he sacrificed a most beloved concubine and a batch of loyal and trustworthy subordinates, so he and Qin Yun are absolutely irreconcilable!

  Recently, due to the deaths of Qin Wenbing and Wu Qi, Wu Qinghong's suspicion and anger have been aroused, as well as the questioning and interrogation of the Qin family. All of this has made Qin Xiaoyue extremely anxious, even losing interest in attending the Floating Clouds Debate.

  If possible, he really wanted to draw his sword and chop Qin Yun into a thousand pieces on the spot.

  Qin Yun naturally noticed the gaze from Qin Xiao Yue. He didn't back down at all, staring straight at his opponent, and the two people's gazes collided in mid-air, striking invisible sparks, both seeing an unyielding determination in each other's eyes.

  After Feng Wujie and Qin Xiaoyue left, Qin Yun continued to wait in line as if nothing had happened.

  A disciple who participated in the assessment entered the inner hall sword room and came out again soon after.

  Some were exhilarated and excited, while others hung their heads in despair. The former had obviously passed the sword test with ease, and there were far fewer of them than the latter.

  After waiting for half an hour, it was finally Qin Yun's turn.

  Under the gaze of many people, Qin Yun stepped into the sword room.

  Qin Yun was surprised to find that the sword trial examiner, Jian Xiu Tang's sword master, was actually someone he knew, the same Liao surname executive who had taught him many times before!

  The examiners of the swordsmen are all Xiantian realm sword masters, and their transcendent strength is enough to allow them to completely control the situation, ensuring that the participating disciples will not be injured.

  Of course, it's not possible for a disciple to defeat his master in an assessment.

  "Disciple Qin Yun. Paying respects to Master Liao!" Qin Yun hastily performed the disciple's courtesy.

  For this Liao surname sword master, he had always held a respectful attitude in his heart. Although it was said that seeking guidance from the other party required not a single contribution to the sect to be spared, the Liao surname sword master's guidance on swordsmanship for Qin Yun was absolutely worth more than what was paid.

  Qin Yun felt somewhat strange, Liao surname sword master's strength in Jianxiu Hall was stable in the top three, and it was more than enough to assess high-quality swordsmen. Why would he be assigned to take charge of medium-quality swordsmen's sword trial?

  "Ah, it's you!" The Liao surname sword master smiled slightly, seeming to see through Qin Yun's puzzlement. He explained, "Don't be surprised, this year the top-grade swordsmen assessment is handled by someone else appointed by the sect."

  He pointed to the incense burner on the side table and continued: "I'll give you half a stick of incense time, you can attack with all your might. As long as I have to use more than 30% of my strength to defend myself, or if your sword can touch me, it's considered passing!"

  It sounds like it's not that difficult, offense always has the upper hand over defense, and Liao surname sword master can only use 30% of his true strength.

  But what's important is that this Sword Cult Pavilion steward is a strong practitioner of the Innate Seventh Heaven Realm, and even three-tenths of his power can be quite intimidating, not to mention the rich combat experience he possesses.

  "Although I'm quite familiar with you, don't expect me to go easy on you!" He added jokingly.

  Qin Yun held his sword upright and bowed again: "As a disciple, I should exhaust all my strength. Please instruct me, Master!"

  Liao surname sword master put away his smile and also returned a courtesy: "Let's begin!"

  As soon as his voice fell, a faint layer of light suddenly appeared on his body, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly. An invisible pressure enveloped the sword room in an instant!

  A sharp glint flashed in Qin Yun's dark eyes, and the long sword of refined iron was instantly raised. The sword energy that burst out from the body of the sword caused the temperature of the entire room to rise sharply.

  To ensure the fairness of the assessment, all disciples participating in the sword trial must use the standard format weapons issued by the Sword Sect to avoid using divine soldiers and clever tricks.

  However, this restriction will be lifted on the Floating Clouds Sword Pavilion.

  The fine iron long sword made within the sect was not an ordinary product, but compared to the Qinghu Sword with a sword spirit, it was far inferior, and inevitably affected Qin Yun's ability to exert his strength.

  Despite this, when Qin Yun made his first move and struck out with his sword, Liao still flinched slightly.

  But he was just moving, this innate strong man stood still, calmly raised his sword to meet the attack, and immediately defeated the surging sword energy that came face to face, looking extremely easy and elegant.

  Qin Yun did not expect one sword to take down the opponent, and with a low growl, the sword's momentum suddenly changed, and the flame sword energy disappeared in an instant.

  But the contraction was for a more violent explosion, and in the next moment, tens of thousands of electric lights burst out from the sword body, covering all the space around and sealing off all retreats for Liao surname sword master!

  Lightning Snake Rampage!

  It's also a sword style in the Thundercloud Swordsmanship, but the power Qin Yun displayed a month ago was far inferior to now. Whether it's the speed or intensity of the flying sword energy, there has been a significant increase, making it even more threatening.

  Faced with such a fierce attack, Liao surname sword master can no longer remain unmoved.

  He took a step back, raised his arm and swung his sword, shaking out countless sparkling sword flowers that wove together in front of him into an impenetrable defensive circle of swords, guarding with absolute tightness.

  All incoming sword auras that enter the range of the sword circle are annihilated, and the sound of air collisions is endless. Not a single sword aura can break through.

  However, once Qin Yun's sword momentum unfolded, it was absolutely not just this one move. His sword followed his body as he turned and changed again!

  The Thunderbolt Sword Style is a purely aggressive sword style, with twenty-seven sword moves containing hundreds of variations. The Liao surname swordsmen only defend and do not attack, which allows Qin Yun to fully display the essence of his sword skills.

  One sword move followed another, each sword momentum higher than the last, like a mighty sea wave crashing against the shore, like the thunderous roar of nine heavens that shook the earth without end, layer upon layer pressing down on Liao's sword master.

  Liao Jian's face turned grave, he suppressed his realm to the Large Completion of Refining Qi, and his strength could only be exerted to less than 30% of its normal level, instantly feeling a tremendous pressure.

  Especially Qin Yun's sword momentum, through the continuous and uninterrupted exertion of his sword moves, was amplified in this relatively small space of the sword room!

  He wasn't unfamiliar with Qin Yun's swordsmanship and had a good grasp of his abilities.

  It wasn't until now that I realized I had still underestimated Qin Yun's progress speed.

  The Liao surname swordmaster, who could only defend and parry, was forced into a corner.

  Watching Qin Yun's sword momentum grow stronger and more intense, he helplessly sighed and proactively drew his sword to resist!

  One sword cuts out, all thunder clouds disappear!

  Clang!

  Two long swords clashed together, Qin Yun's fine iron sword suddenly broke in two from the middle, turning into two segments.

  "Congratulations, you passed!"

  Liao surname sword master put away the long sword, a relieved smile floated on his face.

  With his last sword, he used more than 30% of his strength to destroy Qin Yun's sword momentum. According to the assessment requirements, Qin Yun absolutely passed without any problem.

  He didn't feel the slightest bit of depression, but rather more joy, because to say that Qin Yun was his half-disciple would not be an exaggeration. Being able to see Qin Yun make such progress made him happy from the bottom of his heart for Qin Yun.

  Qin Yun sheathed his sword and bowed, saying: "Thank you, Master Liao, for your guidance!"

  Although it was just a test, he rarely had the opportunity to practice his swordsmanship so freely. The only regret was that the Twenty-Seven Strikes of the Thundercloud Sword Art had only used sixteen moves, and the more powerful later moves had not been displayed before being interrupted.

  Of course, this regret can only be placed in the heart. If Liao really wants to let the sword master know, the other party will probably be so angry that they will use 40% to 50% of their power to crush him into powder!

  "In this set of sword techniques, I have nothing more to teach you!" said the Liao surname sword master with a wave of his hand; "As long as you can advance to Xiantian, condensing your sword intent is just a matter of time, work hard!"

  Taking the proof of passing the assessment from the other party, Qin Yun walked out of the Sword Cultivation Hall with full confidence.

  After leaving Tianji Palace, he went straight to Shui Xin Dan Fu Fang, wanting to share his joy with Green Willow.

  I didn't expect Green Willow to be absent, the shop assistant said she might have gone to Cloud Water Pavilion.

  Qin Yun, who had been left with nothing, could only return to Cloud Water Villa as well.

  When he opened the door of the small courtyard, he suddenly found a familiar figure sitting under the tree.