Legend of Swordsman

Panda Novel

Following the practice of the sword technique, the middle-aged man could not help but shake his head after only two sword moves.

"Stop," the middle-aged man said.

The youth immediately stopped the sword technique in his hand.

"You just told me that you've barely mastered the Thunder and Fire Sword Technique, but now it seems that you're still far from mastering it. You haven't even reached the most basic level," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice. "I've told you before that sword techniques are not based on one's ability, but on one's intention. Why does the Thunder and Fire Sword Technique have to be named after the Thunder and Fire Sword Technique? It has the swiftness and fierceness of thunder and fire in it, but the sword technique you just displayed is as gentle as a girl's. You still dare to say that you've mastered it?"

"Ah?" The youth's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly became clear.

No wonder he had always felt that there was something wrong with his swordsmanship. So that was how it was.

"Remember, what kind of person is suitable to cultivate what kind of swordsmanship. As a man, I saw that your nature was like a raging fire, so I let you cultivate this thunder and fire swordsmanship, but you actually cultivated it to this extent?

"I'll give you another month. If you still can't master this thunder and fire swordsmanship within this one month, there's no need to come to the sword school again," the middle-aged man said.

"Yes, teacher." The youth immediately turned around and left.

"Husband, aren't you a little too strict with this little guy?" A beautiful woman in a plain robe walked to the side of the middle-aged man and sat down.

"Master Yan is a good disciple. This little guy has some talent in swordsmanship. As long as he is taught a little, he will be able to do well in this secret realm." The middle-aged man smiled.

That was right, the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in a plain robe were Jian Wushuang and his wife, Leng Rushuang.

The two of them had traveled in the Divine Beginning Realm for more than 3,000 years before they settled down in the Wu Tan Secret Realm.

As for the Sword Mansion, Jian Wushuang had nothing better to do.

"Eh?" Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed. He smiled and said, "30 years ago, the little guy who bore a deep grudge came back."

"Oh?" Leng Rushuang's soul power also spread out. Then she smiled faintly and said, "Husband, didn't you think highly of the little guy? And you secretly taught him some more advanced swordsmanship?"

Jian Wushuang opened the Sword Mansion and treated almost all the disciples who came to the Sword Mansion equally. The swordsmanship of the sword principle was only the most basic, and any disciple in the Sword Mansion could learn it. But 30 years ago, he gave the little guy a special lesson and taught him some more advanced swordsmanship.

Of course, the so-called more advanced swordsmanship was actually trash in Jian Wushuang's eyes. But for the little guys in the Sword Mansion who were only in the Chaos Realm and the Divine Demon Realm, it was very extraordinary.

"That little fellow has some talent in swordsmanship. Under my guidance, his strength improved very quickly. However, after he broke through to the divine master realm, he left without saying goodbye. Now that he has returned, it seems that he has taken revenge. As for his strength, he has reached the level of great divine master, which is not bad." Jian Wushuang smiled.

While they were talking, a young man wearing a bamboo hat came to the entrance of the Sword Mansion.

Jian Wushuang asked someone to call the young man in.

"Teacher."

The young man's voice was a bit hoarse.

"Hu Yang, do you still have me as your teacher in your eyes?" Jian Wushuang looked at the young man indifferently. Hu Yang was the young man's name.

"I know my mistake. I don't ask for your forgiveness. I only hope that I can stay by your side in my lifetime," Hu Yang said respectfully.

"I have many disciples in the Sword Mansion, and I don't lack people. However, there are too many leaves falling from my yard, so I need someone to clean it up from time to time," Jian Wushuang said.

Hu Yang was stunned, but he immediately reacted and said with surprise, "Thank you, teacher."

"Well, you must have traveled a long way. Go to the backyard and clean up your house. Take a rest," Leng Rushuang said.

"Thank you, teacher's wife." Hu Yang immediately rushed to the backyard.

After Hu Yang left, Jian Wushuang and Leng Rushuang looked at each other and smiled.

"You are sharp-tongued but soft-hearted," Leng Rushuang scolded with a smile.

"This little guy left without saying goodbye. As a teacher, how could I not punish him a little?" Jian Wushuang said.

The two chatted with each other, and the atmosphere was very warm.

From then on, Hu Yang stayed in the courtyard every day, serving tea and cleaning up the dead leaves.

Half a month later...

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several streams of light arrived at the gate of the Sword Mansion. Without any notice, they landed on the long wall in the center of the Sword Mansion.

The disciples who were cultivating in the Sword Mansion stopped what they were doing and looked at the figures.

Jian Wushuang also came to the drill ground.

"What brings you here?" Jian Wushuang looked at the people in front of him calmly.

"Master, do you still remember me?"

Among them, an evil-looking young man in a golden robe stepped forward and said with a smile.

"It's you?" Jian Wushuang nodded slightly. "Of course I remember you. You came to my Sword Mansion more than ten years ago, but in March, I saw that you were vicious and kicked you out of the Sword Mansion. From then on, you no longer have any relationship with the Sword Mansion."

Jian Wushuang and his wife had established the Heavenly Sword Marquis Mansion for more than 50 years. During these 50 years, many young people came to the Sword Mansion to learn swordsmanship, and some of them were vermin and scum.

The evil young man in front of him was the kind of evil person. After Jian Wushuang saw through him, he kicked him out of the Sword Mansion.

Jian Wushuang was actually very kind to just kick him out without any other punishment.

"It's me. I'm here today to introduce my new teacher to you," the golden-robed youth said and looked at a cold-looking elder with narrowed eyes.

"You're the Master of the Sword Mansion?" The cold-looking elder's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "Hmph, I heard that you expelled my disciple from the Sword Mansion more than ten years ago and humiliated him in various ways. As his teacher, I can't pretend that I don't know anything about it. Today, I'm going to seek justice for him, so help me."

The disciples of the Sword Mansion immediately understood what the cold-faced elder said.

It seemed that the golden-robed young man had been humiliated in the Sword Mansion more than ten years ago. Now, he had a new teacher and came back to flaunt his power.

"Humph, if you want to fight with the teacher, you have to go through me first."

With a cold 'hmph', a figure directly stood in front of Jian Wushuang. It was Hu Yang, who had been serving Jian Wushuang tea and cleaning the courtyard for half a month.