Chapter 745 Little Lion Learns Taoism

"It's still not quite right. You know, the key to strength is not the hands..."

In the main hall, Ye Fan continued to demonstrate sword styles, while Jiang Wuyin stood aside and kept pointing out mistakes.

Ye Fan's comprehension ability can be said to be extremely strong. He is making rapid progress. Whenever Jiang Wuyin brings up a flaw, he will correct it in an extreme time.

"wrong!"

"There's still a problem here!"

"..."

Jiang Wuyin's denials kept ringing, and Ye Fan's sword moves were swung faster and faster. Gradually, the sword moves were connected, from being stiff at the beginning to being proficient, and then to being comprehensive.

Ye Fan's momentum became stronger and stronger, and his sword style became more and more perfect.

The sound of wind filled the hall, and the disciples in the hall were stunned. The spirit swords also turned towards Ye Fan one by one, either bending or tilting, showing some surprised emotions.

Jiang Wuyin didn't know when he stopped speaking. He quietly exited the area where Ye Fan was performing sword postures and stood in the distance, watching Ye Fan tirelessly demonstrate the thirteen basic sword postures. In his eyes, Gradually I was surprised.

Even as tricky as him, he had to be impressed by Ye Fan's terrifying learning ability.

He had strong self-confidence and enough patience. No matter how hard Jiang Wuyin beat him, he did not pause at all. Instead, he worked harder and harder, even to the point of madness.

"Such power has never been seen or heard before."

Jiang Wuyin murmured to himself, but Ye Fan's sword dance did not stop until a certain moment, only a crisp sound was heard, and a crack suddenly appeared on the ordinary iron sword he was using for practice, and Ye Fan's movements were just like that. It stopped abruptly at this moment.

Squeak.

Ye Fan's movements stopped, but the cracks on the iron sword spread rapidly at this moment, and then there was only a snapping sound, and the iron sword fell to Ye Fan piece by piece like broken glass. feet.

In the end, in Ye Fan's hand, only the lone sword handle was left.

"call."

It wasn't who took the lead to exhale, but only then did everyone react, and they all exhaled a long breath.

No one expected that basic sword moves could be practiced to such an extent.

"You're not bad." Jiang Wuyin was silent for a long time, and finally gave his own comment: "A little better than I thought..."

"Thank you, Master Jiang Pavilion." Ye Fan nodded, looking at the sword handle in his hand, but he was a little thoughtful.

He knows swordsmanship and can use it, but his interest in swordsmanship is not very high. He is not very happy to be able to use it like this.

"You know too many techniques, and swordsmanship is just a means in your hands." Jiang Wuyin also seemed to see Ye Fan's doubts: "You are not a swordsman, so you are destined to not reach the end of the sword."

"You can learn more. In the past few days, I have been practicing basic sword styles."

After patting Ye Fan, Jiang Wuyin was about to turn around and leave.

"Master Jiang Pavilion, I have a heartfelt request." Ye Fan suddenly spoke.

"What?" Jiang Wuyin stopped.

"I have a...manipulating beast, which may be suitable for learning swordsmanship." Ye Fan replied: "If Master Jiang is willing, I want it to learn swordsmanship together."

"Beast control? Learn swordsmanship?" Ye Fan's words made Jiang Wuyin frown: "What beast control can have such ability?"

Ye Fan answered, raised his hand, light flashed, and then the little lion appeared on the field.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to this beast that looked like a man and a lion. It was at the top of the Star Level, but as soon as it appeared, the feeling of oppression hit them.

"What a unique beast." Looking at the little lion, Jiang Wuyin felt a little surprised.

The sword cultivator's intuition gave him a natural yearning for this beast carrying a big sword.

"Draw out your sword." Jiang Wuyin grabbed a spiritual sword at random and pointed it towards the little lion.

"As usual, we will conduct the entrance examination."

Hearing the sound, the little lion didn't move and looked at Ye Fan aside.

"Just take action." Ye Fan nodded: "We can study together after passing the assessment."

The little lion nodded in agreement. The next moment, his strong body jumped suddenly and drew out the big sword from behind.

The two sides collided at the same time. Jiang Wuyin tried to lower his level to the same level as the little lion, but was instantly swept away by the tyrannical force with just one blow.

boom.

After retreating continuously, Jiang Wuyin felt something was wrong. He tried to raise his level, but he was still unable to resist. It was not until he reached Glory Five Star that he could barely equal the little lion in terms of strength.

"What an amazing beast master." As a sword cultivator, Jiang Wuyin had already felt how extraordinary the little lion was.

The real assessment also begins after the two sides reach a balance. As a collection of multiple bloodlines, the little lion's combat power is undoubtedly extremely terrifying. In close combat of the same level between both sides, the pressure it puts on Jiang Wuyin is even greater than that brought by Ye Fan. Even bigger.

Jiang Wuyin's swordsmanship was still superb. With such huge pressure, he suppressed the little lion in just a short time with his swordsmanship. The exquisite swordsmanship made the person unable to breathe.

"Sword Style: Jinghong!"

During the entanglement, when the little lion spoke for the first time and used the Jinghong Sword Qi, Jiang Wuyin was stunned for a moment, and the Jinghong Sword Qi that came towards him directly knocked him back.

Click, click, click,

"How is it possible that a beast master has learned the skills of the ancestor?" Unable to conceal his surprise, Jiang Wuyin looked at the little lion: "Besides, you can also speak."

"Yes." The little lion just replied in a muffled voice, leaping over again, and then, another tooth thrust went straight to Jiang Wuyin's face.

"I want to see how well you understand this technique."

Jiang Wuyin counterattacked, and after dodging, his teeth were also protruding. The little lion raised his hand, vibrated the sword and applied it, and instantly knocked away the spiritual sword in Jiang Wuyin's hand.

"Sword Style: Absolute Sound."

Seizing the gap, the little lion once again used the Sword Saint technique, and the huge elemental power formed a hill. In a moment, Jiang Wuyin grabbed a spiritual sword again and swept it across. The sword energy swept from his feet like a tsunami. Come on, overwhelming.

"This is the technique behind." Ye Fan's eyes lit up when he saw it, and Jiang Wuyin naturally had the upper hand in the collision between the sound and the frenzy. The wave swept in and directly rolled the little lion away.

"Not bad." By this time, Jiang Wuyin was ready to put away his sword.

He already recognized the little lion's performance enough, even beyond his imagination.

"No." The little lion responded. It stood up slowly, and the light in its left eye gradually lit up.

The sword energy and the wind revolved around it, and a strong power rose from it.

"That's..." As a sword cultivator, Jiang Wuyin certainly knew what it was: "Sword Eye!"

"Still on a beast!?!"

The little lion didn't respond and opened its sword eyes. The fighting spirit in its eyes could not be concealed.

As Ye Fan's most potential beast, it is eager to fight, but due to past strength limitations, many times it can only participate as Ye Fan's enchanted state.

Today's battle is what it has longed for.

"Come on." Jiang Wuyin saw the little lion's desire, and the sword that had been put away stood upright in front of him again.

The little lion also moved. Its movements were not fast, and from bottom to top, they were very similar to Jiang Wuyin's moves.

"Sword Style: Frenzy!"

The same wave of sword energy came and rolled towards Jiang Wuyin. The momentum was not reduced, and it was even more shocking.

"Has it learned it?" Jiang Wuyin became more and more surprised. Looking at the oncoming wave, he hesitated slightly and did not respond with the same sword style. Instead, he turned the sword horizontally and suddenly performed a higher-level sword master technique.

"Sword Style: Tornado."

After the words fell, Jiang Wuyin waved his spiritual sword. The huge elemental power and sword energy gathered together, forming a huge tornado in front of him.

The tornado collided with the wave. After a while, the tornado directly shattered the wave and moved towards the little lion.

The little lion's sword eyes were even more dazzling. It stared closely at the rolling tornado. The next moment, it also swung its giant sword and fought back with exactly the same moves.

"Sword Style: Tornado!"

It was also a tornado. Two tornadoes collided together, and the powerful collision shook the whole hall.

Boom boom boom.

The onlookers were stunned, looking at the ceiling above their heads that seemed to be about to fall down at any moment, and then at the tornado that was still colliding, and when they spoke, their teeth were chattering.

"Didn't we just learn the basic sword style today? Now it's time to fight with sword energy..."