But he saw Ling Yi's eyes turn to the side-

Too much, right?

Is this a bit disrespectful?

Then Mo Yunwu saw Ling Yi pulling a branch off from the tree in front of him, about one and a half feet long, curved and with a few leaves on it.

What is he going to do?

Qian Luoying also saw Ling Yi's actions and thought to himself that you should use this to fight Yun Tong, right?

This is really a bit too big!

"Yun Tong's set of Thirteen Song Tao Swords will continue once it is used. If it is not careful enough, it may even be injured..."

Ling Yi smiled and walked towards Jiang Yuntong casually: "Come on, my nephew, fire at me!"

Jiang Yuntong was slightly stunned, but the sword moves in his hand did not stop, almost subconsciously stabbing Ling Yi with one sword.

Ling Yi did not use any power above the second level, waved the branch in his hand and thrust hard...

Bang!

With a clear and crisp sound, Jiang Yuntong's sword in his hand instantly escaped!

With a puff, he nailed it to a big tree in the yard, and a sharp sword pierced the big tree.

The tip of the sword passed through, and the hilt trembled slightly.

The few people in the courtyard, except Ling Yi, were all stunned.

"That's it?" Ling Yi looked at Jiang Yuntong who was stunned, then looked at the confused Mo Yunwu and Qian Luoying who frowned and pondered: "Sect disciple?"

Mo Yunwu's lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she lowered her head dejectedly and her eyes turned red.

It feels so sad to be looked down upon.

Jiang Yuntong's face was not good-looking. No one had practiced for many years and had been proud of a sword technique. He was almost humiliated and broke it up easily, and he would not feel very good.

"Your boxing skills are even worse." Ling Yi said mercilessly: "Oh, I was wrong, the palm technique, the white crane palm technique, um, it's even worse! It's not as good as this sword technique. To be precise, it's not that the palm technique is bad, it's what you learned."

"Brother, you..." Qian Luoying was also a little overwhelmed. You learned the left and right words badly. This is not scolding the younger generation, but scolding me.

"Sister, to be honest, what you taught is really not very good. Let my eldest nephew follow me. It takes less than a month or eighteen days, only three days, and there is no results. Come and find me!"

Ling Yi blinked his eyes and looked sincere.

This Jiang Yuntong is a real good seedling!

How can talent be said to be innate? This thing is not something that can be obtained.

But acquired diligence is equally important!

In the words of the witch, if you have poor talent, there are ways to adjust it; but if you are not diligent enough, you will never have a chance.

Jiang Yuntong is a typical person with a talent that is not particularly outstanding, but has an extremely hardworking index.

His basic skills are simply too solid, but it is precisely because of this solidity that he has almost no flexibility at all.

It's actually all because of Qian Luoying, who is the master, but there is nothing we can do about it.

After all, not everyone is like Ling Yi, who is very good at a famous teacher at a young age.

Qian Luoying looked at Ling Yi with some disbelief, but thought that he would stay here for a while, so he just let him try it.

If Jiang Yuntong becomes better in the future, there will be no harm to her, right?

So the matter was settled happily.

Mo Yunwu looked around and couldn't help asking, "What about me?"

Ling Yi looked at her and said, "I'll tell you if you call me uncle."

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Chapter completed!