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Zhao Yusheng took a step forward and said, "Let me try."

Zhao Yusheng held up his fingers and transferred his qi to his fingertips. His hands didn't touch the snow, but they had already left a mark on the snow. He then slashed down forcefully! Split snow block in half

Cardinal Cheng saw Zhao Yusheng's move and inwardly sighed in admiration. What was Senior Brother Zhao's sword intent?

As the fourth ranked student in the courtyard, his strength was naturally unquestionable.

Previously, she had asked a few people about it, and Wang Jing had even specially introduced the rankings of the three people to Cardinal Cheng.

Fourth, ninth, thirteenth.

He didn't know what Cardinal meant before, but now he realized that no one could become the fourth ranked disciple of the Hua Shan Sect!

He had thought that he might be Wei Ziyang's fourth, but now he felt that Zhao Yusheng was definitely the fourth.

Snowflakes began to fall where the two fingers pointed. The snowman was no longer a snowman; it was as if a master was performing his art of ice sculptures! The finger was the knife that was carved, and the block of snow was the ice!

The difference between snow and ice was like the difference between heaven and earth. The snow was easy to scatter, but the ice was firm. Being able to carve on top of snow was better than being able to carve on ice. The use of inner strength was more ingenious than ordinary people.

Cardinal and the others watched from the side, not taking any action to help.

He did not know what Zhao Yusheng was thinking, but if his intentions were unclear, he might be helping them out. Furthermore, Cardinal was fine, there was no need for him to reveal his weakness, nor was he stupid enough to expose his fox tail for them to catch!

Taking action now isn't the same as saying to them, 'Look, I've only been in the sect for three months and I can already use my Qi like this …' After that, as long as the others weren't stupid, they would be able to tell that something was amiss.

It was better to have less to do than to have nothing to do. If there was nothing to do, everyone would have nothing to do.

If he wanted to steal a teacher's skills on Mount Hua, he would have to at least learn the first level of Sword Intent!

There was also another important reason. He had to pay Master to not kill him so that he could properly learn the sword, and then he could secretly learn a bit of the sword. How could he let others off just because he owed them a favor?

Back then, in the Azure Dragon Stream, if he had been killed in full, he would have been able to run away, but now, where would he be able to run so easily? If that was the case, he might have escaped from Mount Hua earlier and come here for the future.

Because of the payment, even Cardinal was somewhat fearful of the Hua Shan Sect. Who knew what kind of great sects and sects they were, and what hidden secrets they had.

However, Cardinal was not idle. At this moment, in Cardinal's mind, Hua Shan already had a complete picture. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was familiar with the route.

Once in a while, when no one knew who he was, Cardinal would bring his Soul Absorbing Blade and wander around Mount Hua. Occasionally, he would face the stars and the moon in the sky, reminding himself not to forget the blood feud he carried with him.

Too good a life, will wear down a person's spirit, will fade a person's anger, will bury a person's will.

Whenever he was in a dilemma, he would go to Wandering Flower Mountain. After he left, he would once again become the Cardinal who worked hard at cultivation and chatted with the crowd, becoming the new number one person in the Hua Mountain Sect, the one who held the title of a genius.

Someone once told him that some people did many things to get revenge. However, in the future, as long as their lives weren't desperate and everything was still fine, they wouldn't think about getting revenge.

When Cardinal chose a person with starlight and a night breeze, he wanted to cool down his heart that was gradually getting hotter.

When Cardinal met someone he liked, he would even tell himself that he was a killer.

It was the same when he met a few of his friends. He held a knife and felt the cold wind, then calmly told himself that he had not avenged his blood feud. And then he also said to himself that he was a killer.

Most of the time, when Cardinal grew up, he was like this.

Becoming an assassin wasn't easy. It would be difficult to change him after he became a member of the Nine Prefectures.

With his fingers spread wide and wide, Zhao Yusheng finished the several tasks by himself.

With his flawless inner strength coupled with his sword intent, the snow in his hand was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. No, not a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhao Yusheng carved the block of snow into a snow sword!

During the process of carving, no one made a sound or disturbed him. Only Zhao Yusheng was focused on carving.

The matter of carving was not something that could be done in an ordinary manner, but rather, it was something that was profound and unfathomable.

If someone were to randomly draw a knife for you, it would be possible for anyone to do so.

Wei Ziyang stretched out his hand and grasped the Snow Sword without dispersing and without changing form! He praised, "Amazing! Old Zhao, you learned how to carve before? "

Cardinal also saw that snow sword.

The sword's entire body was snow-white. Although it was snow, it did not have the slightest hint of snow, just like a real sword! Upon closer inspection, there were actually some runes on the hilt of the sword, and there was even an indentation on the blade that was neither too deep nor too shallow.

Zhao Yusheng smiled. "I learned a little, it's not enough."

Wei Ziyang was praising him endlessly. Lu Heng suddenly thought of something, "The Snow Sword may be good, but it's missing something. Hehe, it's up to me."

He used his palm to brush back and forth across the snow fragments on the ground. The fragments gathered together, forming a block of snow.

After a few more attempts, a snowy floor showed its true shape.

Lu Heng wiped off his sweat. The amount of inner Qi he had expended was actually not small. Furthermore, it was much less than the amount of snow Wei Ziyang had casually sent out with a palm. However, Lu Heng was already very happy to be able to make a snowboard out of his Qi. What would happen in the future since they were in a snowy place?

Lu Heng smiled, "Hehe, put your sword on it."

Wei Ziyang thrust his sword downwards. On the snow-white floor, an exquisite snow-white sword stood there, as if it was a divine weapon!

Wei Ziyang beamed with joy, "Good sword!" After saying that, he reached out his hand to touch another snow sword.

"I can't see it at all, Old Zhao. Your brother can do it. He knows how to carve, but he didn't even let us know!" Wei Ziyang's tone was somewhat emotional, but also perhaps a bit reproachful.

"Err..." It's just a small path, there's no need to brag about it. " Zhao Yusheng explained.

"I don't care! Not at all! Just tell me if you want to treat me to dinner!" Wei Ziyang's tone was filled with authority, as if he was trying to force Zhao Yusheng to do this.

Zhao Yusheng nodded. "Alright, I'll do it today."

Wang Qin stared at Snow Sword in a daze.

Zhao Yusheng did not reveal himself. He did not know what else he knew, and Wei Ziyang had the support of his family, so what did he have?

Fourth, ninth, thirteenth.

Not only did he have nothing, he was also ranked last?

Wang Qin forced a smile. Why did he have to fight with Wei Ziyang?

Wasn't it because he looked down on these rich second generations?

The rich second generation couldn't say it was good, but how could it not be good?

At least he would have nothing to worry about, at least he would not have to worry about getting food and drinks.

Wang Pi was also a destitute man in his early years on Mount Hua.

Fortunately, heaven never bars one's way. They met a good person who brought them to Mount Hua.

Some people needed to enter the sect. Some people needed to go through the back door. Some people needed to go through the door to enter the sect. This was a lucky chance.

Wang asked himself if the heavens treated him well, but they never treated him well.

He was born rich, he was born intelligent, if he had a single word, he would be considered mediocre.

Zhao Yusheng was transparent and ordinary, but compared to his own mediocrity, how was he ordinary?

Wang Qin opened his mouth, "Wei Ziyang, you don't need money, why do you need it?"

In the past, it was because he hated them that he was willing to back off. Later on, it was just a daily occurrence. He was just used to it.

Wei Ziyang rolled his eyes, "It's none of your business, why don't you invite him?"

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