Chapter 1189 Brass Palace 2

As his understanding deepened, Zhou Yiqiao gradually felt an unprecedented fluency and harmony, as if every step he took was integrated into the rhythm between heaven and earth.

After mastering the basics of Liuyun footwork, Zhou Yiqiao was not satisfied with it.

The art of fighting is profound and extensive. Although a single footwork can improve flexibility, in a real battle, it also needs to be coordinated with attack, defense and even strategic layout.

So, he began to look for several other basic techniques, such as "Basic Sword Finger Technique", "Aura Shield Construction Method" and "Introduction to Five Elements Escape Technique".

Although these classics are extremely basic, they, like the Detailed Explanation of the Flowing Cloud Steps, are the foundations of many high-level techniques and skills.

Zhou Yiqiao spent three months thoroughly studying and digesting these basic classics. He then integrated them into his own habits of fighting enemies over the years and began to practice in a targeted manner.

He cultivated the three elements of essence, energy and spirit, so he had many more ways to fight the enemies than the traditional Qi training practitioners, but correspondingly, it was also more difficult for him to master them all.

During the days and nights in the Fighting Pavilion, Zhou Yiqiao seemed to be isolated from the world, completely immersed in the ocean of fighting skills.

He was like a sponge, constantly absorbing nutrients of knowledge, integrating them, and creating a set of combat skills that suited him.

As time passed, Zhou Yiqiao's figure became more and more agile in the martial arts arena of the Fighting Pavilion. Every move he made seemed so natural and powerful, and he gradually touched upon some truth of combat.

Finally, through constant practice and actual combat simulations, Zhou Yiqiao roughly figured out a set of combat skills of his own.

This set of skills combined his spiritual power, physical strength and understanding of various basic fighting skills. Although it is not mature enough, it has already taken shape.

Zhou Yiqiao knew clearly that real fighting skills needed to be constantly tested and improved in actual combat.

He decided to go to the central arena of the Fighting Pavilion to practice actual fighting.

However, just as he sorted out the books in his hands and prepared to leave the bookshelf area, several figures blocked his way.

Zhou Yiqiao looked up and saw that they were the disciples from Qinjian Villa who had been practicing in the martial arts field before.

These people have noticed Zhou Yiqiao for some time. They saw Zhou Yiqiao practicing alone in the Fighting Pavilion for several months, and they became curious.

Since they did not know Zhou Yiqiao, and Zhou Yiqiao followed the instructions of the two elders and used the Soul Binding Armor to suppress his own cultivation.

Therefore, when they saw that Zhou Yiqiao was using the most basic fighting skills, they mistakenly thought that he was a new disciple or a low-level cultivator from a certain branch.

"Hey, kid, you've been here for so long, what the hell are you practicing?"

One of the burly disciples asked in a gruff voice.

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble at this time, so he responded indifferently.

"I have just entered the Fighting Pavilion, and I feel that my skills are not very good. All I have practiced are some basic fighting skills, nothing special."

But those disciples did not intend to let him go. Another disciple with a cunning look stepped forward and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Basic fighting skills?"

"Haha, all of our Qinjian Villa's disciples started from the basic fighting skills training, and I've never seen anyone like you who has been training for several months."

"Boy, I think you have ulterior motives. Do you want to steal the profound books from my Qinjian Villa?"

Another disciple echoed.

Zhou Yiqiao sighed in his heart. He knew that no matter how he explained, these disciples would not give up.

He thought of the instructions of Zhang Yunhe and Li Canghai and decided to avoid conflict as much as possible.

"Brothers, I think you have misunderstood."

"I just think there is still a lot of room for exploration in these basic fighting skills, so I spent more time on it."

"If you feel that this is inappropriate, I will leave the Fighting Pavilion now."

But those disciples refused to give in. One of them, a young man who seemed to be the leader, sneered.

"Leaving? It's not that easy."

"You wanted to steal the ancient books from my Qinjian Villa. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you will really think that our Qinjian Villa is a place where anyone can come and go."

As he spoke, he approached Zhou Yiqiao, and several other disciples also surrounded him, obviously wanting to give Zhou Yiqiao a warning.

Although Zhou Yiqiao didn't want to cause trouble, he also understood that sometimes giving in would not solve the problem.

He took a deep breath, and slowly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, preparing for a possible conflict.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the Fighting Pavilion.

"stop!"

Everyone turned around and saw a female disciple in a green shirt walking from the corridor at the side. She had an unhappy look on her face, obviously having seen these disciples besieging Zhou Yiqiao.

"Senior Sister Qiu!"

When the disciples who were surrounding Zhou Yiqiao saw this female disciple, they seemed to be very afraid. Their faces changed and they all saluted.

The female disciple known as Senior Sister Qiu glanced at them and said in a cold voice.

"You guys, instead of practicing hard, you are bullying your fellow disciples here. Aren't you ashamed?"

Those disciples were scolded until their faces turned red and they dared not to refute.

Senior Sister Qiu turned to look at Zhou Yiqiao, her tone softening slightly.

"Don't pay attention to them. Just continue your practice."

"Everyone is equal in the Fighting Pavilion. As long as you don't break the rules, no one can hinder your practice."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly to express his gratitude to Senior Sister Qing.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for rescuing me."

Senior Sister Qiu nodded, glared at the disciples, then turned and left.

When those disciples saw Senior Sister Qing leave, although they were unwilling, they did not dare to cause trouble for Zhou Yiqiao again and dispersed angrily.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at their departing backs and gained a deeper understanding of the quality of the disciples of Qinjian Villa.

The so-called orthodox sects have high-ranking leaders who are all hypocritical, and the sect disciples are far from being as pure and flawless as rumored in the world of cultivation.

Although there are bound to be good and bad people everywhere and it is impossible to generalize, but based on the true appearance of Qinjian Villa that Zhou Yiqiao has seen so far, these so-called righteous cultivators are far less real than the evil cultivators.

Zhou Yiqiao calmed himself down, stood up and headed for the arena in the center of the Fighting Pavilion, intending to use the puppets of good fortune there to hone the fighting techniques he had figured out over the past few days.

However, although those disciples of Qinjian Villa did not dare to cause trouble to Zhou Yiqiao directly after the warning from Senior Sister Qiu, they had been occupying the right to use the Creation Puppet, preventing Zhou Yiqiao from having the opportunity to use it.

"It's like a dog sitting in a sedan chair - he doesn't know how to appreciate it!"

Zhou Yiqiao's face darkened, his pupils became as dark as ink, and he seemed to be on the verge of exploding.