A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 149: Contest, Heavy Swordsmanship

However, he stopped before he flew far. He realized something in his heart and said to himself with a bitter smile: "Haha, with my understanding, I think it's mysterious enough. I'd better prepare myself first."

Because the heavy sword technique is a yellow-level magical power, and it's a better kind. It's so difficult for him to practice the low-level Mountain-Shaking Fist, so wouldn't the heavy sword technique be even more difficult?

He had forgotten his own abilities.

After shaking his head, he turned and flew out of the sect.

Lu Luan knew his own worth very well, so he decided to go buy some magical tea and elixir that could refresh the mind and help open up one's mind. Since he didn't have enough talent, he would have to make up for it with money.

The journey was smooth and he had made the round trip in just a quarter of an hour. Although those things were precious, they were not rare as long as he had spirit stones, so he was ready soon.

Under the tree outside the hut, Lu Luan looked at the three full pots of tea and said with a smile, "This should be about right now."

Don't underestimate these three pots, but it cost him a thousand low-level spirit stones, which made him feel very sad. Even if he became a core disciple, the sect would not do everything for him, and would only provide some necessary training resources according to the situation.

For the rest, you have to figure it out yourself.

Don't underestimate these one thousand spirit stones. In fact, not many disciples at the eighth level of Qi Refining can take them out at once.

Then he waved his sleeves, put the tea into the storage bag, and then set off.

"Fortunately, that heavy sword technique is a secret technique, otherwise I would have to buy a high-level magic weapon again."

In the air, Lu Luan said silently that if it was a magic spell, he would have to condense the magic spell runes. Although he had five top-grade magic weapons on him, he could not use them.

Soon, he arrived outside the core hall.

"Hmm? Are you competing?"

Lu Luan saw that outside the core hall there were some disciples sparring with each other, and there were elders watching from the surroundings, occasionally pointing out some of the disciples' shortcomings.

He said with some surprise: "The treatment of core disciples is too good. The elders come to correct the shortcomings of each disciple and guide their cultivation."

Other disciples don’t have such benefits. They are basically left alone. They are usually provided with some training resources, and then there is a competition every few months to check their cultivation.

"But no matter how many times you participate in these harmless competitions, the rewards won't be as great as a life-and-death fight."

Lu Luan shook his head. He was not interested in this kind of well-protected fight and prepared to pass by. Practicing the secret technique was his top priority.

However, he was already very conspicuous when he fell from the sky, so he attracted the attention of some people.

Just as he was about to go in, an arrogant young man who looked not much younger than him and was about twenty years old blocked his way.

He has been practicing for so long that he is almost twenty-one years old.

"Ok?"

Lu Luan frowned, seeing the ill intention in the other party's eyes, but the secret technique was important and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he stopped and walked to the other side.

"Junior brother, where are you going? Do you want to practice with me?"

However, the young man obviously didn't want to let him go, and blocked his way in front of him again.

Seeing that the other party was determined to cause trouble for him, Lu Luan's face turned a little unhappy, and he replied: "Brother, what do you mean?"

The young man smiled playfully, pointed at a few old men not far away and said, "The elders said that the potential of you ordinary spiritual root disciples is not weaker than ours, so... I want to try with you. We happen to have the same cultivation level. Five of them have already been defeated by me. I wonder if you can hold on a little longer? Don't be as useless as those few."

As he spoke, a fighting spirit appeared in his eyes and his fists clenched.

Lu Luan was not interested, so he replied: "Senior Brother, you are very talented and powerful. I am naturally no match for you, so there is no need to fight."

"Rubbish," the young man said with disdain.

Being looked at like this, Lu Luan felt a little uncomfortable. It was not that he couldn't beat him, but he was worried that once the fight started, others would also challenge him. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind teaching this arrogant guy a lesson.

He is still very confident in his own abilities.

"I don't think I've ever seen you compete before? Just go up and give it a try. It's okay if you lose. We will point out your flaws. After all, you will have to fight against demon cultivators in the future."

The elders heard their conversation clearly. One of them, who was somewhat unfamiliar with Lu Luan, walked over and said something.

These elders were also relatively friendly and did not reveal any aura of being elders to the core disciples.

"Elder." After seeing him coming, although Lu Luan felt a little bitter in his heart, he still bowed to him politely.

But the young man was not like him. He acted very casually and said to the elder with a smile: "Elder, he wouldn't dare. He might be afraid of being embarrassed. He admitted defeat before he was ready to fight. But he is quite self-aware. There are not many powerful people among these ordinary spiritual roots. You are too proud of them."

"Really?" The elder looked at him strangely, then shook his head and said with a smile: "You may not be his match."

Judging from this elder's cultivation level, how could he not see how strong and powerful Lu Luan's current foundation is.

"Oh, you want to see it? I want to see it." The young man immediately became interested and said to Lu Luan with a playful smile: "Junior brother, since the elders have said so, then we must have a good competition. Don't hide anything."

Lu Luan sighed inwardly. Born as a free-lance cultivator, he had developed a habit of keeping a low profile, so he had been practicing alone in silence since he entered the sect. He did not want to show off or be arrogant, but he knew that this battle was inevitable, so he did not refuse and bowed his hands and said, "Then let's do as you say, but please show mercy."

He planned to deal with it casually, and then expose his flaws and lose. After all, if he really let this petty and arrogant person lose in public, he would definitely cause trouble for him in the future, which would be extremely annoying.

"Don't worry, I will show mercy." The young man said, clenching his fists.

"In that case, let's go quickly." The elder on the side urged.

"Yes." Lu Luan replied with a bow.

Then the two of them flew into a formation.

"drink!"

But just as he stepped onto the stage, the young man suddenly attacked without warning. He was completely unprepared and did not expect the other party to be so unsportsmanlike, so he was hit by the palm and immediately retreated three feet.

"You..." Lu Luan looked at him with some annoyance.

The young man withdrew his hand and said arrogantly: "Junior brother, remember, this is a battlefield, we have to treat our opponents as demon cultivators. From the moment you agreed, we have been in an opposing relationship. Regardless of the means, it is only about life and death. Don't be careless. If you were really fighting a demon cultivator, you would have been dead just now."

It seemed like he was educating Lu Luan, but come to think of it, that was the case.

Seeing that smug expression, Lu Luan felt a little naive and funny.

"Brother, be careful. Let me see your strength. Don't be so vulnerable that you will be defeated in two or three blows. By the way, let me remind you that my attack can rival that of my brother who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining. I hope you can hold on for a while longer."

The young man shouted, and then his eyes released arcs of light, and his body was suddenly covered with dark blue thunder.

This shows that he didn't take Lu Luan seriously at all, as he even told him the truth about his own strength.

"Thunder magic? He is worthy of being a core disciple. His talent and physique are first-rate in the sect." Lu Luan was a little surprised. This turned out to be a rare thunder magic. Although it was only a superficial one, its power was already very strong.

Being upright and incorruptible, with mighty power from heaven, thunder magic is the best means to restrain evil spirits such as zombies and evil spirits. The conditions for practicing it are extremely difficult and harsh, and it is very rare, but if it can be successfully practiced, its power is extremely strong!

No wonder this young disciple is so arrogant. He can master thunder magic, so it seems he has the qualifications.

"Every time I see this disciple, I have the urge to accept him as my disciple, but unfortunately he has already been snatched away by someone else."

Not far away, an elder was looking at the young man in the thunder with shining eyes.

"Except for his hot temper, everything else is fine." One person replied.

"Who hasn't been young and energetic? If not, can you be called a young person?" the elder retorted.

"That's right. Unlike us old guys who are old and don't even want to move, young people should have their own energy and blood." Someone sighed softly.

In the formation.

"Go!" The young man opened his arms towards Lu Luan and shouted softly. Then a bolt of lightning surged out from his palms and struck him.

However, Lu Luan dodged it with a leap.

"Ok?"

Several more thunderbolts struck, but without exception, they did not cause any major impact on Lu Luan.

The young man felt like he was being fooled. His face suddenly turned ugly, and he shouted angrily: "What's the point of hiding all the time? Do you want to be a coward? You are really a waste."

As he spoke, another bolt of lightning struck.

"is it?"

As he wished, Lu Luan stopped dodging and a long sword appeared in his hand. This was the golden long sword. Now that the five elements in his body were balanced, any of the swords would be equally powerful, but the killing power of the golden sword was the most terrifying and it was easier to use.

"Crack!"

The incoming lightning was cut into sparks by his sword.

"It would be interesting if I had some strength, haha, but it's still not enough."

Seeing Lu Luan smash the attack, the young man became more determined to fight.

"Crazy Thunder Technique!"

Following a proud roar, the next moment, a ball of thunder suddenly appeared around the young man's body, wrapping him up.

Lu Luan frowned and slashed at it with his sword, but it was easily blocked.

Looking at the lightning in front of him, he showed surprise in his eyes and guessed in his heart: "The level of thunder magic he practiced should be a good low-level yellow level."

Through the previous attack, he could already feel the power contained in it.

"watch out!"

A lightning snake came towards him, this attack was dazzling and its power was obviously one level stronger than the previous one.

Lu Luan held the sword horizontally and blocked it in front of him.

After the thunder struck, the footsteps kept retreating. Electric arcs were spreading out within ten feet around, making faint crackling sounds.

"It's worthy of being a yellow-level thunder technique. The attack just now was no weaker than that of a person at the ninth level of Qi Refining."

He felt a little numb all over. This was not caused by the shock, but by the electric shock. If it weren't for the protection of the rune, he would definitely be in a very bad state.

"You are really good, but it's still not enough!"

Seeing that Lu Luan was at a disadvantage after one attack, the young man became instantly elated and began to release thunder at him non-stop.

At the same time, seeing him dodging in a panic and not daring to take the attack head-on, he kept laughing triumphantly.

"The thunder roars!"

After three breaths, he suddenly released another powerful thunder, surrounding Lu Luan from all sides.

"That's almost enough."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lu Luan didn't want to continue to fight and prepared to admit defeat.

Unexpectedly, a voice came from my ear:

"Don't hold back, go all out."

It was the elder who said this to him with a frown.

"Ah."

Lu Luan nodded slightly, knowing that his little trick could not be concealed, but he did not dare to leave a bad impression on the elder, so he said to the disciple: