Chapter 252 - Chapter 252: Arrogant (1/2)
Chapter 252: Arrogant
“Dear disciple, how about this sword technique from your master?”
On the official road, an old man dressed in grey was wielding a long and straight tree branch in his hand, briskly cutting off a foxtail grass at the roadside, and showing off to a young man next to him with a satisfied expression.
The young man next to him remained silent, with no expression on his face. He ignored him and walked forward.
The young man was Wu Xingyun, who left Gu Yang half a year ago and has been wandering around.
The old man couldn’t resist shaking his head and sighing, “The world is declining. Back in the day, when I was young, I risked my life to sneak a peek at others practicing their sword technique to learn a trick or two. You younger folks really do not appreciate the good conditions you have.”
Wu Xingyun couldn’t help but retort, “Senior, please stop teasing this junior. I already have a master, so I can’t really acknowledge you as my master.”
The old man shook his head vigorously, “Your master is not fit to teach you. What sort of sword technique is he teaching you? It’s totally misleading. I will teach you the unparalleled sword technique.”
Unparalleled sword technique?
Wu Xingyun snickered to himself. Was it that careless swinging of branches like a child?
He deeply regretted his decision to meddle.
A month ago, he saw an old man drunk and fallen by the roadside. He didn’t bear to see him freeze to death and hence brought him to an inn.
When the old man sobered up, he even ordered a table of food.
Unexpectedly, the old man then started sticking to him, claiming that he was a promising talent and insisting on taking him as a disciple.
Wu Xingyun thought he was delirious and left after rejecting him.
However, to his amazement, the old man easily followed him.
It was then that he realised that the seemingly down-and-out old man was actually a powerful Divine Power Realm practitioner.
Originally, having a Divine Power Realm practitioner as a master could be considered a good opportunity.
However, the old man refused to reveal his identity or origins, and the sword technique he taught seemed like child’s play.
Wu Xingyun knew that this expert was just making fun of him. Despite feeling angry, there was nothing he could do.
He could not defeat him or escape from him.
So, he had no choice but to play along with the old man.
It has been a whole month, and the old man showed no sign of giving up and persisted in following him.
Wu Xingyun became increasingly alert. A mighty Divine Power Realm practitioner who kept acting like a fool must have a big plan.
Either he was plotting against his father,
Or he wanted to conspire against Brother Gu.
He has seen the evil and cunning nature of the martial arts world.
Just then, Wu Xingyun suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand. It was as if a terrifying entity was approaching.
He abruptly looked up and saw three figures flying in the sky towards them.
Divine Power Realm!
The ability to fly is a characteristic of the Divine Power Realm.
The person in front was running away, while the two behind were chasing him.
“Pretty lady, you can’t escape. Just surrender obediently. If you are willing to be mine, I won’t turn you into an undead…” an indecent voice sounded.
Undead?
Nether Sect?
Wu Xingyun was horrified.
Over the past six months, he had encountered quite a few incidents. From someone with insider information, he learned about the Nether Sect.
To his surprise, he encountered someone who seemed to be from the Nether Sect today, chasing and killing a Divine Power Realm practitioner.
When the three individuals in the air got a bit closer, Wu Xingyun recognized the clothing of the woman in front, and his heart startled, “She is a disciple of the Literary Academy!”
“Humph, you have no gratitude.”
The disciple of the Nether Sect, seeing that the woman in front remained silent, became angry, “Then you can die.”
After speaking, he punched out, and a black fist flew out, hitting the woman’s back directly.
The woman’s protective True Essence was instantly shattered. She spat out blood and fell from the sky.
Watching this scene, Wu Xingyun’s heart tightened. He turned his head to look at the old man beside him and said, “Senior…”
The old man, stroking his beard, leisurely replied, “If you are willing to acknowledge me as your master, I will make a move.”
Wu Xingyun immediately knelt down, “Master, please accept your disciple’s bow.”
“Good!”
The old man gave a hearty laugh, seeming extremely pleased. He swung the long and straight tree branch in his hand towards the sky.
Wu Xingyun looked up to see the heads of the two men in the air fall, and they immediately lost their breath.
Just like that, they died?
Shock filled his eyes.
Wasn’t it said that the people of the Nether Sect were more powerful than martial artists of the same realm?
With the old man’s casual move just now, he used the same technique he had used earlier to cut off the foxtail grass by the roadside.
The more casual it seemed, the more it indicated the old man’s unfathomable strength.
“Dear disciple, how about this sword technique from your master?”
The old man had a look of ostentation on his face.
Wu Xingyun swallowed subconsciously. He realized that this old man was not just an ordinary Divine Power Realm practitioner.
Right, that disciple from the Literary Academy!
He suddenly remembered the injured woman and was about to go over to find her when he saw a figure swiftly pass by the side. It was the woman in the clothing of the Literary Academy.
The woman paid her respects to the old man, “Thank you, senior. I am Yan Wenjun. May I know your name?”
Upon hearing the name Yan Wenjun, Wu Xingyun felt as thunderstruck. She was the first rank among the disciples of the previous generation.
He didn’t expect that she had already advanced to the Divine Power Realm so quickly.
The old man stood with his back towards her, giving her only an aloof silhouette, “If you want to thank someone, thank my disciple.”