The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Yan Yuexin's attribute is fire, Zhou Wenyuan's is gold, and Weicheng's is earth. Gu Changhuan taught each of them a set of attribute skills, except for Duan Tianyang. Gu Changhuan did not teach him the wind attribute skills, but taught him a kind of Qi Condensation Technique.

He looked deeply at the red ring on Duan Tianyang's hand, and said in a long voice: "Tianyang, you have great luck, this method will be of great use in the future."

After saying this, Gu Changhuan took out a book from his sleeve and began to read it, then left Zixiao Palace in a carefree manner.

Duan Tianyang was really confused by Gu Changhuan's behavior. He always felt that Gu Changhuan had something else in mind, but he didn't dare to ask.

As soon as he left, Zhou Wenyuan went to find Duan Tianyang. Even the master valued him so much. As the eldest senior brother, if he didn't dampen his arrogance, he would probably have no place to stand in Zixiao Palace in the future.

"Junior brother, Master has gone, why don't we take this opportunity to learn from each other and make progress together?" Zhou Wenyuan stood outside the hall and sneered at Duan Tianyang. The implication was obvious: now that Gu Changhuan was gone, no one could protect you.

There is a huge gap in strength between Zhou Wenyuan and Duan Tianyang. The former has already entered the fifth level of Huayuan Realm and is only one step away from entering Poxu Realm, while the latter is still at the first level of Huayuan Realm.

This huge difference in cultivation made Duan Tianyang almost have no chance of winning against Zhou Wenyuan. Yan Yuexin knew this very well, and she didn't want to see Duan Tianyang get hurt.

Just as she was about to step forward to dissuade him, Duan Tianyang waved his hand to signal her not to say anything more. Not to mention Zhou Wenyuan's repeated pressure, he also wanted to take this opportunity to test the wind skills he had learned recently. Facing an opponent with a higher level of cultivation than himself, how powerful would it be?

He said in a helpless but firm tone: "Since Senior Brother is so persistent, I am afraid that if I, a junior brother, refuse again and again, Senior Brother will feel embarrassed."

"Very good!" This sentence hit Zhou Wenyuan's heart. This was what he was waiting for Duan Tianyang to say.

Duan Tianyang drew the sword from his waist, and at the same time, Zhou Wenyuan quickly drew the golden knife from his back.

White mist emanated from the two of them, and they completed the infusion of spirits into their armor and black weapons almost at the same time.

Duan Tianyang was well aware of the gap in cultivation between him and Zhou Wenyuan - the difference of four levels was like an insurmountable chasm.

The true energy accumulated in Zhou Wenyuan's Dantian was far more powerful than what he could achieve. If such a duel became a protracted battle, he would be in a very disadvantageous position.

Therefore, if you want to win this battle, you can only defeat the enemy in one go and adopt a strategy of quick victory.

After thinking about it, Duan Tianyang mobilized all the energy in his body and launched the attack without hesitation.

He tightly grasped the Xuanbing Sword in his hand and swung it outward. With a whistling sound, a huge spiritual blade storm whistled out and swept towards Zhou Wenyuan violently. This was the sharp blade storm that he had just mastered recently.

While releasing the storm of sharp blades, Duan Tianyang moved, flashed to the side of Zhou Wenyuan at an astonishing speed, and swung the sword with all his strength.

Zhou Wenyuan stood there without moving, and just swung the golden sword outwards lightly. With a clang, the sword was bounced away by his golden sword. Duan Tianyang was shocked so much that his palms hurt and his arms were numb. He took a step back involuntarily.

The storm of sharp blades he released was as fierce as a storm, but was blocked by an iron wall that suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Wenyuan, and sparks flew everywhere.

There are only a few shallow marks on the iron wall, which is the barrier in the gold skill. The caster can skillfully guide the true energy in the body to form an indestructible iron wall, effectively resisting the attack from the enemy.

Duan Tianyang was so shocked by the scene that he was almost speechless.

He used all his strength to attack, but he didn't even touch a hair of Zhou Wenyuan.

Zhou Wenyuan said lightly with a playful smile: "Is that all you can do? It is rumored that wind is the weakest attribute. Now it seems that it is true."

The anger in Duan Tianyang's heart suddenly erupted. Without saying a word, he swung his sword three times at Zhou Wenyuan in one breath, swish!

As expected, all three swords were easily blocked by Zhou Wenyuan.

"You try to take my blow." Zhou Wenyuan was a little angry. He held the knife in one hand and chopped at Duan Tianyang horizontally. The wind from the knife whistled like a thunder.

Duan Tianyang showed no sign of weakness, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, ready to take the blow head-on.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, sparks flew everywhere and Duan Tianyang was knocked back dozens of steps.

He only felt his blood boiling, but he clenched his teeth and forced back the blood that was rushing to his mouth.

Duan Tianyang was disappointed. Was this the difference between the four levels of cultivation? He had already used all his strength, but it seemed that Zhou Wenyuan had not yet used his true strength.

I can only try this trick! Although Duan Tianyang only knew about this skill in the book and had not actually used it, he had no choice now.

He chanted the incantation in a low voice, pushed the ground hard with his feet, and shot towards Zhou Wenyuan like an arrow.

He exerted the inner Qi to the extreme, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate violently. When he was two meters away from Zhou Wenyuan, he swung the sword in his hand violently, and two invisible wind blades instantly intersected in the air, forming a sharp cross shape.

Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, the cross wind blade rushed towards Zhou Wenyuan at an astonishing speed.

Cross cut!

Zhou Wenyuan's heart trembled suddenly, marveling at the sharpness of the wind blade. He did not dare to take it lightly and quickly released his barrier.

However, unexpectedly, the cross wind blade penetrated his barrier without any hindrance like cutting paper, and continued to fly towards him with undiminished momentum.

Facing this sudden crisis, Zhou Wenyuan shouted loudly, tightly grasped the golden knife in his hand, and slashed down with all his strength. Golden light spread everywhere, and a deep gully was instantly split on the ground. With a deafening sound, the wind blade in the air was finally completely dispersed under this powerful force.

Zhou Wenyuan was completely furious and wanted to move forward with the knife. Yan Yuexin couldn't stand it anymore and jumped in front of Zhou Wenyuan, blocking him and Duan Tianyang, and said urgently: "Okay, senior brother, stop fighting!"

As she spoke, she looked at Duan Tianyang again, shook her head at him, and signaled him not to continue.

After his anger gradually subsided, Duan Tianyang's clenched fists quietly opened.

Although he longed to compete with Zhou Wenyuan, the reality of the gap forced him to face up to his own shortcomings.

He understood that compared to Zhou Wenyuan, his own cultivation was still shallow and the skills he possessed were dwarfed by comparison.

Zhou Wenyuan first looked between Yan Yuexin and Duan Tianyang, then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of disdain, and he said proudly: "Let's end the battle today. Junior brother has shown me the weakest attribute!"

"Indeed, compared with the senior brother, I am still far behind and I am really not up to the standard." Although Duan Tianyang returned to his playful attitude, he secretly swore in his heart that one day he would let you see the true power of the Wind Warrior!