C2 Mysterious youth

In the early morning of winter, the white snow was dancing all over the sky, bringing a trace of vitality to the cold season. The land was wrapped in silver, and it was known as the number one sword sect of Central Plains Wulin, Wu Dang Mountain. A handsome young swordsman of sixteen to seventeen years old, dressed in green, was brandishing a sword, constantly waving it around.

In the pine forest not far away, a few squirrels were happily chasing after the snow, causing it to fall from the branches from time to time.

At this moment, the youth's sword dance gradually increased in speed. He let out a roar and quickly spun around. The sword slashed left and right with force. Suddenly, eight rays of red sword energy charged toward Song Lin. "Hua …" "La …" The sound of trees falling to the ground was particularly ear-piercing in the early morning of winter. The pine forest quieted down for the time being, and the squirrels stared at the young man with their small eyes in horror. They then ran into the depths of the forest.

The youth stood on the spot with his sword hanging down. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times as he revealed a smile that was hard to detect.

At this moment, a few clear sounds of applause rang out, followed by a vigorous cheer, "Good, good, not bad. To be able to master the fifth layer of the Pure Yang Sword, 'Pure Yang Sword', in such a short amount of time, and even release eight streams of sword Qi, it is truly not simple. It is worthy of being taught by me." After saying that, he laughed out loud. Then, an old man with an immortal demeanor and a horsetail whisk in his hand walked over quickly and lightly.

When the youth saw the person, he walked forward a few steps and bowed, only saying "Master". The old man did not care about the youth's coldness, as if he was already used to it, he then stroked his white beard and said with concern, "Are you tired, or else go back and rest and practice".

"I'm not tired. I would like to ask Master to teach me a few moves." Although there was a hint of respect in his voice, it was still as cold as before. After which, he took a few steps back and gestured with his sword.

Master will see if your cultivation has improved today. I only have 5 levels of power, whatever moves you use, Master will use whatever moves you use. If you can take 20 moves from me, then Master will have to counterattack after 20 moves. How is it? "

The young man lightly nodded his head, waved his sword, thrusting it towards the old man. The old man was calm and unhurried, the horsetail whisk in his hand dancing with the young man's sword, one move, two moves, ten moves, twenty moves, all of these were completed with the passage of time.

At this time, the old man lightly shouted, as if to remind his disciple, "Watch carefully, after twenty moves, Master will begin his counterattack."

As he spoke, he flipped the horsetail whisk up and down. Suddenly, a silvery white light appeared before his eyes, enveloping the youth. As the speed of his sword increased, the sword Qi gradually appeared a blurry Eight Trigrams Shadow that covered the old man's silvery white glow. The silvery white light was sealed by the young man's sword Qi and gradually dimmed, as the details became clearer and clearer, the light was reflected back towards the old man. When the old man saw that the young man was able to use this technique, which was called 'returning the old man's strength with his own', his face revealed a pleased smile.

A crescent-shaped sword qi immediately rushed out of the horsetail whisk, splitting into six parts, forming six sword qi. They attacked the young man from six different directions, but the old man's sword qi was silver white, while the young man's was crimson red, which might be related to the weapon he used. When the young man saw the old man use the first move of the Pure Yang Sword Art, he immediately retracted the first move and used the second move of the same sword, Heaven Shrouding Moon, flying towards the old man. Wave... Wave... With an explosive sound, the twelve red and white sword Qis collided together. The youth was knocked back three steps by the shockwave from the collision.

The old man looked at the young man with concern. When he saw that the young man was fine, he stroked his beard and smiled, "Not bad, your cultivation has improved quite quickly. Today, let's practice up to this point and go back to rest."

The youth was silent for a moment before spitting out a few short words, "Master, you should go back first. I want to stay here alone for a while."

Following which, he turned around and walked to the front. In front of him was a cliff. The youth stood at the edge of the cliff and looked at the snow-white mountain peak in the distance …