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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 444: Anxiety

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    Chapter 444 Anxious

    Seeing how motivated they were, Xiao Yuesheng felt relieved.

    He has improved and extended everyone's martial arts. Their power is incomparable. They have transcended their own level and have become superior martial arts.

    They are all masters and have a very solid foundation. At this time, they can practice the martial arts improved by Xiao Yuesheng. It will be a matter of course and easy, so they can advance very quickly.

    They grow at an astonishing speed every day. It is no exaggeration to say that they are thousands of miles away. They change their appearance every day, and their strength continues to skyrocket.

    Within a month, they had become first-rate masters.

    In Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, they still lack some firepower, but in the martial arts world, they are truly rare opponents and can be regarded as master figures.

    " Xiao Yuesheng saw that they were progressing very quickly and could practice on their own. They were more worry-free than the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, so he relaxed and asked Fang Xueqing to go over and take a look every day.

    They had not seen Fang Xueqing's skills and only thought that she was a maid beside the master. Although she had some status, she was still a maid after all.

    However, seeing that the disciples of Wuliang Sword respected her like a teacher and treated her like a fairy, they did not dare to make a mistake.

    But after all, she is just a girl, too young. They are a lot older. They feel shameless under her guidance. Although the leader is not old, he is not the same.

    After giving instructions for two days, Fang Xueqing saw that they seemed to be perfunctory, unhappy and annoyed.

    This morning, she was wearing a yellow shirt and standing beside the martial arts training ground with a long sword on her waist. Her face was as frosty as she looked at the people practicing around her calmly.

    She was angry in her heart. These guys were not convinced by her and did not listen to her. They were really hateful and she wanted to clean things up.

    She clapped her hands twice, which was clear and sweet.

    When everyone heard this, they all froze in their movements, turned around and looked at each other with doubtful expressions.

    "You have been taught by the master, you have been practicing for the past few months, and your cultivation has greatly improved." Fang Xueqing said lightly, her clear eyes passed over one by one, and she said slowly: "But to what extent it has reached, I don't know."

    Everyone nodded. They practiced martial arts hard and were mesmerized. They were immersed in their own martial arts and felt indescribable excitement and enjoyment.

    They all feel that their martial arts have made great progress, advancing by leaps and bounds, but they have no idea how far they have progressed, and they have no reference.

    If some of them have not practiced the mental skills taught by their master, they can still pass the competition to know how high they are, but everyone has to teach martial arts and practice hard. After the competition, they are still about the same as before, so it can't be seen.  Find out the truth.

    "Miss Fang, this is a great idea. I can teach you how to do it!" Dong Changzu took a step forward, clasped his fists and said with a respectful expression.

    He is extremely shrewd and is vaguely aware of the extraordinary nature of Fang Xueqing. If not, the leader would not have let her come over to give guidance to his people.

    "Moreover, the disciples of Wuliangjian all have extraordinary knowledge and extremely high martial arts skills, but they respect her like a fairy and are extremely respectful, just like the deputy master.

    Obviously, this Miss Fang must be a great person. He is not as short-sighted as the others. Although he usually reminds them, they don't care, thinking that she is young and a woman, even if she has martial arts skills.  Not bad, not much higher.

    At this time, she suddenly asked for a spar, a test, and a look at the results of this month's practice. He felt something was wrong in his heart, as if he came here intentionally.

    In order to be afraid that others would offend her and fall into her hands, he took the lead.

    "Dong Daxia, you¡ª¡ª?" Fang Xueqing glanced at her bright eyes and said calmly: "Well, Tenglong swordsmanship is now extremely sophisticated, and I want to learn from it!"

    "Please give me some advice, girl!" Dong Changzu said respectfully, unsheathed his sword and approached slowly.

    As soon as his long sword was unsheathed, his whole spirit changed, as if a dragon broke through the water, soared into the air, hovered and soared, looking in all directions.

    The momentum of the whole person is constantly rising, the beard and hair are moving, the clothes all over are swaying, and the momentum is overwhelming.

    "Please¡ª!" Fang Xueqing unsheathed her sword, and with a flash of cold light, the long sword appeared in front of her chest, and the brilliance flowed, as if there was a clear spring flowing in it.

    "Zheng" The lightning flashed, and Dong Changzu took a sudden step forward. With unparalleled speed, he rushed to Fang Xueqing and slashed out with his sword, but was blocked by Fang Xueqing.

    The swords of the two men were going back and forth. Dong Changzu was suddenly as fast as lightning, and sometimes slowly and calmly. The speed was different, unpredictable, but extremely powerful.

    Everyone looked on and couldn't help but nod. Today's Dong Changzu is incredibly powerful compared to before, and the power of the Tenglong Sword Light has been increased several times.

    In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed by.

    At this time, they all could see that Fang Xueqing had nothing to do with her.She was giving way to Dong Changzu, otherwise, she would have won long ago. She just clicked on many opportunities and showed mercy, otherwise, Dong Changzu would not be able to pass a few moves.

    They looked at each other with shock.

    They originally thought that after learning the martial arts modified by the master, they would advance by leaps and bounds, far better than before, and at least they would be considered top masters, almost as good as the official disciples of Wuliangjian.

    But now after a competition, they realized that they were still far behind, and their proud martial arts were simply vulnerable!

    "Ding" There was a crisp sound that lingered in your ears.

    Fang Xueqing took a step back, returned the sword to its sheath, clasped her fists and said, "Master Dong, I accept the concession!"

    With a wry smile on his face, Dong Changzu jumped into the air, grabbed the long sword rolling in the air, landed lightly on the ground, and returned the sword to its sheath.

    ¡°Miss Fang¡¯s martial arts skills are so strong, I admire you so much!¡± Dong Changzu sighed with clasped fists.

    Fang Xueqing's face was cold, she just smiled faintly, but there was no smile at all. She glanced at everyone with her cold eyes and said calmly: "Which other heroes are going to compete?"

    Everyone couldn¡¯t help but shrink back and wanted to retreat.

    They have seen how powerful Fang Xueqing is, and they also compete with Dong Changzu on weekdays, and they are no match. Among them, Dong Changzu has the fastest progress.

    He is no match for him. If he goes up on his own, he will only be humiliating himself.

    Fang Xueqing looked at them with a sneer: "My little lady is just competing with you to see what has happened in the past month. There is no need to distinguish between winning and losing. You heroes do not need to be afraid of losing face."

    As soon as these words came out, everyone blushed. She said it lightly. Isn't it considered embarrassing to be defeated by a young girl?  !

    Dong Changzu shook his head and smiled bitterly, rubbing his numb wrist: "Miss Fang, their progress is similar to mine. Compared with the girl, they are still far behind. There is no need to compare."

    Fang Xueqing raised her eyebrows: "Oh¡ª¡ª? That's fine, I'll report it to the young master. You should be able to start practicing the basic mental skills!"

    "Really?!" Everyone was suddenly surprised.

    Fang Xueqing nodded lightly: "Daxia Dong has made rapid progress. The Tenglong Sword Technique is already close to perfection. As long as he practices the basic mental techniques, he can advance to a higher level and reach the Great Perfection."

    "When can we practice basic mental techniques?" Dong Changzu asked hurriedly.

    "Wait until I get back and ask the young master." Fang Xueqing said, shaking her head: "The young master went out today and will not be back until a few days later."

    "Ah" Everyone couldn't help showing disappointment.

    Fang Xueqing smiled faintly, shook her head, and said nothing more. She wanted to whet their appetites, so that they can be hungry and thirsty when practicing, and they know that it is hard to come by.

    However, Fang Xueqing did not panic, Xiao Yuesheng did leave the capital.

    In the early morning, after Xiao Yuesheng and the girls finished their breakfast, they left the Xiao Mansion alone and suddenly appeared on the prairie.

    Outside a valley in the prairie, the terrain is flat and vast, with autumn colors.

    At this time, on the vast grassland, thousands of horses galloped, deafening, and a cloud of yellow dust enveloped the area, making it difficult to see the specific situation inside.

    This large cloud of yellow dust is about a mile long. There are several people standing on the mountainside not far away. The first one, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and majestic figure, and a heroic and generous spirit is coming towards him. It is Qiao Feng.

    "Gang leader, their riding skills are already very good." A man said.

    Qiao Feng shook his head: "Although their riding skills are excellent, their skills are still far behindfar from it!"

    The middle-aged man shook his head: "There is no way. You can't reach the sky in one step by practicing kung fu. You have to do it bit by bit. The leader can't be too impatient."

    "Alas" Qiao Feng shook his head and sighed.

    He smiled bitterly in his heart. He was not in a hurry, but Brother Xiao was. This was related to the fate of the country, and personal safety was a trivial matter.

    "If I can't train them into shape, no matter how deep the wisdom and strategies of the Xiao brothers are, they will not be able to use them, and everything will be empty talk.

    But he couldn¡¯t tell these subordinates, lest his words become confidential, leak the news, and cause serious trouble.

    However, seeing these subordinates making slight progress every day, he was still a thousand miles away from reaching the situation of one against ten. He was really anxious, helpless, and had no good solution.
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