The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 12 I Surrender
Because the other party's ability was too special, even though he was much smaller than he remembered, Qin Ye recognized him at a glance.

Tao Tao, an outer disciple of the Tang Clan.

The ability is to spit bubbles, bubbles that explode.

Adapted from the 'Five Treasures Body Protection Technique', one of the Tang Sect's skills.

The five treasures are the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, corresponding to gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

This technique was originally intended to protect the five internal organs and facilitate disciples to refine poisons, but Tao Tao used the earth and wood qi to wrap the water, fire and gold qi to create this bubble.

He is also a talent.

Without time to think, Qin Ye was surrounded by a violent wind. He drew his sword and slashed it back with the wind, trying to blow the bubbles away.

Seeing this, Tao Tao snapped her fingers, and the bubbles around her exploded instantly.

The roar echoed through the mountains and forests, and flames shot up into the sky, with a power comparable to that of a high-explosive grenade.

However, after the explosion, Qin Ye's body was not found on the scene. Tao Tao looked around but did not find any trace of him.

Just as she was wondering, Ma Long, who had gotten up from the ground, exclaimed:
"Heaven!"

High in the sky, Qin Ye used a sword technique that dropped from the sky and stabbed directly at Tao Tao.

At this critical moment, a man with red arms appeared in front of Tao Tao.

His arms were not made of flesh, but rather a special magical weapon. They changed like building blocks and formed a shield.

when!
Qin Ye chopped at it and it made a deafening buzzing sound, but he failed to cut through it.

"Good job, Han Yin." Ma Long calmed down and attacked Qin Ye again.

The man called Han Yin had a stern expression on his face, and his arms transformed into several tentacles that headed straight for Qin Ye's face.

The wind surged, and the green wind covered his body. Qin Ye's speed suddenly increased. He leaned over to avoid the attack while slashing the Tang sword in his hand horizontally, aiming directly at the opponent's head.

With his middle door wide open, Han Yin had no way of avoiding the swift blow and could only watch the cold blade coming towards him.

Tao Tao, who could see clearly from the side, also cried out in surprise, but she was behind Han Yin and was unable to rescue him.

Judging only from his life cultivation, Qin Ye, who possessed the bonus of 'Dark Harvest', completely crushed these elite Tang Clan members who had not yet grown up.

Just as Han Yin was about to die, the blade flipped over, and the blade, which was originally facing sideways, turned downward. Han Yin's face came into close contact with the blade, and he was knocked away in an instant, leaving a long blood mark on his face.

Tao Tao breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the other party for showing mercy, but she saw a black shadow flash before her eyes, and then she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, followed by a numbness in her neck, and she lost consciousness.

After knocking Tao Tao down, Qin Ye did not run forward, but turned around and counterattacked, catching Ma Long, who came to support, off guard.

Qin Ye raised the knife with his backhand and struck his jaw hard, then when he leaned back, the knife fell and pierced his foot.

"what!"

Ma Long screamed in pain, but before the scream could even finish his words, Qin Ye kicked him again and sent him flying more than ten meters away, completely betraying his previous arrogance.

Afterwards, Qin Ye ignored Han Yin who had returned again, and easily passed the two extras. He rode the wind under his feet and rushed straight to the other end of the forest.

Han Yin looked at Qin Ye's back, then looked at the fainted Tao Tao and Ma Long who was holding his foot and screaming. He gritted his teeth and did not chase after him.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Wang Zhenqiu ran away wildly while being chased by the five people from Tang Sect.

Seeing that a Tang Sect disciple covered in purple poisonous Qi was about to catch up with him, Wang Zhenqiu took out a palm-sized cylinder from his pocket, and then poured out two millet grains from the cylinder and scattered them on the ground.

A magical thing happened. When the Tang Sect disciple stepped on the rice grains, the rice grains actually emitted a golden glow. Then his feet were stuck as if by super glue and were bound to the spot.

This is exactly one of the hundreds of meals that Wang Zhenqiu ate, and the magic trick is - corn worth a thousand gold coins.

But if you keep one, there are still four left.

While the "Xiao Mi Qian Jin Ding" trick was interesting, the Tang Sect wouldn't be foolish enough to fall for the same trick twice. The remaining four people each used their own methods, using Qi poison, hidden lines, and hand daggers to attack Wang Zhenqiu.

Seeing that there was still some distance to go and his methods were ineffective, Wang Zhenqiu knelt on the ground, raised his hands and shouted:

"Surrender, I surrender!"

The four people from the Tang Sect were also stunned when they saw him like this, not knowing whether they should take action.

The difference between the new Tang Sect and the old Tang Sect was immediately apparent. A disciple raised in the old Tang Sect wouldn't have hesitated. The game wasn't over, and the opponent hadn't lost their ability to resist. Surrender? Even if they surrendered, they'd have to lose their joints.

Just when they were hesitating and couldn't make up their minds, Wang Zhenqiu suddenly jumped up again, threw out a ball of colorful smoke, and ran out of the woods with a smile.

"Hahaha~ You've been fooled. Take your time."

The smoke seemed to be sticky and always surrounded the four people no matter how they struggled.

But when they came out with great effort, Wang Zhenqiu was nowhere to be seen.

Outside the woods.

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang had been waiting here for a long time.

When they saw Qin Ye coming out, their faces had different expressions. Zhang Wang frowned, while Tang Miaoxing's expression was indescribably complicated.

"I win. List out the techniques and I'll pick one."

Zhang Wang snorted coldly, "It's too early to tell now. Wang Zhen's ball hasn't come out yet. If he doesn't come out, you lose."

Just as he finished speaking, Wang Zhenqiu ran out from the woods in a very embarrassed manner.

As soon as he came out, he knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

Qin Ye turned around and looked at Zhang Wang, the meaning was very clear, you lost, the latter's face became even uglier.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Tang Miaoxing clapped his hands and stepped forward, saying, "If you accept the bet, you can choose any Tang Sect skill and I will teach you personally."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wang immediately shouted, "Master, are you really going to pass on the Tang Clan's methods to outsiders?"

"So what can we do? It's our fault we lost." Tang Miaoxing squinted his eyes and smiled, "It's just a trick. It can let these guys know their own shortcomings, so it's not a loss."

Then he looked at Qin Ye again and asked, "I'll be here tomorrow morning and teach you. Remember to arrive early."

Qin Ye nodded in response. Although it was a bit tortuous, fortunately the goal was achieved.

But which one to learn remains to be considered.

He gave up the idea of ​​instant strike. After observation, he found that this skill was only suitable for small weapons like daggers, and was not suitable for his long sword.

"What about me? What about me?" Wang Zhenqiu suddenly said at this time.

Tang Miaoxing glanced at him and said with a smile, "You are not included in the bet."

"Ah? I'm just a runner-up?" Wang Zhenqiu said sadly, "If I lose, I'll pay with my life. If I win, I'll get nothing. I won't accept it!"

"Don't accept it?" Zhang Wang snorted coldly, "Then go into the forest now. If you can come out from the other side, I will teach you."

"." Wang Zhenqiu's mouth twitched: "That's not necessary."

After the farce ended, the Tang Sect disciples returned to their dormitories.

Those who were not selected felt regretful, and those who were selected felt very frustrated. They failed out of ten to two.

The one who suffered the most was Ma Long. Not only was he injured the most seriously and needed a long time to recover, but his self-confidence was also severely hit.

But in Tang Miaoxing's words, if they can't even overcome this little hurdle, they don't deserve to be called the Tang Sect.

(End of this chapter)