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At this time, he no longer looked like a master, his clothes were torn in many places, his body was full of sword holes, and he was in an indescribable embarrassment.

"Senior..." The corner of his mouth twitched, Zhang Xuan hurriedly asked.

"I'm fine! Poof!"

He smiled awkwardly, before he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, followed by "Plop!", Jian Qinsheng fell from the air, stuck his head in the mud, covered in dust.

His heart is broken right now. According to the normal situation, with his strength, the opponent's sword moves, no matter how powerful they are, cannot hurt him at all.

But he only used one percent of his strength, and the Flowing Water Sword Art was directly broken by the hit flaw. He was unprepared and did not die on the spot, which was already fatal.

Lying in the ruins, taking a elixir, it took a long time before slowly recovering.

Standing up, looking around, feeling depressed for a while.

Originally, I wanted to see the opponent's exact strength and comprehension of swordsmanship, but I was beaten like this with one move... Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise I would be ashamed to death...

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"Master, what happened?"

"Who did this? Don't let the murderer escape..."

As he was secretly rejoicing, he heard noisy voices from all around him.

Turning around to look, I saw Shui Qianrou, Senior Brother Xie and other disciples, together with a group of housekeepers and guards, standing eagerly not far away, looking over in unison, full of worry.

"Why are you here?"

When his eyes went dark, Jian Qinsheng almost fell down.

Just thinking about it, without being seen by anyone, I saw hundreds of people approaching densely. This means that everyone from the entire mansion has come!

What are you doing?

"Master Zhang said that you are injured, teacher, let us come over and take a look. Brother Xie thought something happened, so he was not at ease, so he called them all over..."

Shui Qianrou explained.

"..." Clutching his chest, Jian Qinsheng felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

It was fine to beat him so badly, and even called students and servants to watch...

Too much!

"I wasn't injured, it's just that I accidentally knocked down the house when I practiced the sword technique just now..."

The old man blushed and waved his hands in embarrassment.

"Not hurt?"

Senior brother Xie, Shui Qianrou and the others looked at each other.

With sword holes all over his body, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he was so embarrassed... Is this just a practice of swordsmanship?

"Ahem! Where's Master Zhang?"

Knowing what the students were thinking, Jian Qinsheng coughed and changed the subject.

I just stood up and didn't see the other party. Why did the person disappear?

"Master Zhang said that after reading the teacher's book, he was very grateful. After gaining some understanding, he went back to practice..."

Mizusen Judo.

"Go back to practice?"

Jian Qinsheng felt even more congested.

Made a mess here, severely injured myself, but I ran away secretly... Still grateful, is there anyone so grateful?

"By the way, teacher, Zhang Shilin gave this to you when he left, and told me to hand it to you..."

Just full of depression, wishing to catch that guy back and teach him a lesson, Shui Qianrou stepped forward and handed him a book.

Frowning, he grabbed the book with his palm, and opened it casually. After just one glance, his whole body was shocked, and an unbelievable color appeared on his face.

"This this……"

Trembling violently.

The book in front of him, the ability of ink marks, was obviously just finished writing, and it pointed out in detail the mistakes in his cultivation, as well as the misunderstandings in his comprehension of sword art.

There are even many problems that he has been puzzled for many years but can't solve...

In other words, according to the practice written above, his strength can definitely go further...

"A fight with me, I didn't make a move...you see so many problems?"

Holding the book in his hand, Jian Qinsheng couldn't believe it.

As a master of swordsmanship, and even the teacher of Shengzidian, he often explains swordsmanship to others and gives advice on cultivation. Because of this, his eyesight is also very sharp, which is far behind many famous masters of the same level.

Even so, there was nothing he could do about his own problems. The person in front of him found out all of them with just one glance, and gave him a solution...

This vision and understanding of kendo are really terrifying!

"It's no wonder that I can comprehend two true understandings at such an age. My understanding of the way of swords is far inferior to..."

Until now, I finally understood why the opponent was able to get the approval of his ancestor's sword intent so quickly, and created such a powerful sword technique.

This kind of understanding and comprehension of the sword alone is far beyond his reach.

Not on a level at all.

"Perhaps... this is the real genius!"

With a sigh of emotion, my heart was a little sad, and I was about to put away the books when I suddenly remembered something, and my eyes lit up: "That's right!"

"The comprehension of the sword is so profound, if you take him to the Zhang family... maybe you can avenge your revenge!"

The first thousand and 330 chapters all collapsed

After adjusting for a full three hours, seeing that the sun in the east had already jumped out of the horizon, Zhang Xuan felt that the exhausted zhenqi had fully recovered, and his energy had reached its peak again.

After wounding Jian Qinsheng, he also saw that something was wrong, knowing where to stay, there must be a lot of trouble, so he decisively took away many long swords and returned to his yard.

"Worthy of being the true solution of swordsmanship, majoring in attack, it's so powerful!"