Chapter Nineteen: Overbearing with a Hint of Vulnerability

  The whole hall was silent, you could hear a pin drop.

  The pearl danio started with a flying sword performance, and then went on to deliver an impassioned speech, exuding an aura of majesty that captivated the entire audience.

  The gentle atmosphere of Building 103 was seemingly blown away by this sudden burst of majesty, and the disciples below sat up straight, their faces solemn.

  Low-ranking disciple, usually with a lot of resentment.

  What they liked to complain about the most was that the resources provided by the Academy were too meager, and the magical tools assigned were of poor quality. They couldn't help but feel envious when they saw their senior brothers from the Red Dust Pavilion, who were all dressed in bright attire and took out high-quality magical tools. The jealousy and resentment in their hearts could not be expressed in words.

  But today, Zhu Yu shocked them.

  Others can fly with the low-level "Tao Mu Fu Jian" that comes with the school, but when it's in Zhu Yu's hands, he can play out four sets of new tricks.

  What others are saying is to consolidate the foundation, progress step by step, and don't be overly ambitious.

  At this moment, Zhu Yu's image in the minds of low-level disciples suddenly became brilliant, and he had the potential to become a super idol.

  "Good! Good! Good!" Three consecutive "goods", the stern and withered face was already radiant, he gently stroked his goatee, laughing more heartily than ever: "The child is teachable! The child is teachable! My Lingfu Hall can produce such a disciple, I am very comforted, I am very comforted!"

  Staid and serious as usual, but today he was visibly flustered.

  These generous words of Zhu Yu struck a chord in his heart.

  What he takes most pride in is that he often teaches his disciples to attach importance to the basics, not to be too ambitious, and as a rigid Daoist master, this kind of stubborn persistence, he regards it as **, not allowing blasphemy or questioning.

  However, he recently received a severe challenge from Gao Rou. During the meeting in the teaching seat, Gao Rou repeatedly attacked him for being rigid and inflexible, not knowing how to teach according to individual abilities, and not knowing how to adapt his teaching methods.

  It's been a few years since the Lingfu Hall's low-level disciples have all been gloomy and lifeless, and the resources of the red robe disciples are severely lacking.

  Lingfeng Hall, the largest hall in the entire courtyard, had only eight elite disciples. Gaoyu attributed all this to the fact that the potential of low-level disciples was not brought into play, which affected the overall decline of Lingfeng Hall's disciple resources and gradually declined.

  Yan Jian and Gao Rou had a fierce debate over this.

  It's ironic that many of the church's internal staff actually support Gao Rou, which puts Yan Jing at a complete disadvantage in his dispute with Gao Rou.

  What an aura of sternness!

  And now all his troubles have vanished into thin air!

  Does the strict way of Xuan Dao still need to be debated? Zhu Yu's actual performance was quite impressive, he excelled in a big way, suppressing all the low-ranking disciples, and surpassing all ten newly promoted red robe disciples.

  What face does Gao Rou still have to question his strict way of Tao?

  Sincerity is heartfelt joy, excitement overflowing in words and expressions.

  Gao Rou was at the other extreme, her face flushed bright red, her eyes reddened like a rabbit's, staring blankly at the crucian carp.

  If eyes could kill, Zhu Yu would have died a thousand times over.

  What a good awards ceremony was ruined by Zhu Yu like this, making her lose face completely!

  "Zhu Yu, from now on if you have any doubts about the Dao, you can directly go to the Ling Symbol Hall to find me, and I will personally enlighten you!" Yan Jing said with a smile.

  "Thank you, Master Yan. I will definitely come to ask for guidance often!" Zhu Yu said, his heart secretly pleased. Ha ha, High Gentle also has today? Hehe, when fighting with Brother Zhu, one must have the awareness of being trampled.

  The IQ of Zhu Yu's academic tyrant is not for show, and now he can't beat Gao Rou in a fight, but playing cleverly, Gao Rou is just a little girl, is she his opponent?

  Yan Jing turned his head to look at Gao Rou, saying: "Master Gao, I now somewhat believe that the injuries of these red-robed disciples were indeed caused by Zhu Yu!" He chuckled and said:

  "It's definitely a few disciples who have been promoted to red robes, and as soon as they achieve their goal, they think they can reach the sky in one step. They are arrogant and domineering, and take the initiative to provoke trouble. This kind of thing used to be very common, it's nothing strange about it now, let them learn a lesson, also to kill their arrogance, and let them know that there is a world outside the sky, and people outside of people."

  It's just a small achievement, nothing to be proud of!

  Gao Rou's words are so harsh that they make one vomit blood, what kind of talk is this? Who is speaking on whose behalf?

  Strictly speaking is a double entendre, giving yourself a boost!

  Gao Rou is so infuriating, there's no way to vent!

  "Get out of here! All of you, get lost!" Gao Rou suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

  She couldn't stay any longer, and staying one more second might make her completely collapse. She hesitated for a moment, turned into a faint shadow, and disappeared from people's sight after a few ups and downs.

  ……

  It's all over!

  The awards ceremony for all junior disciples ended like this.

  Ten newly promoted Red Robe Disciples became the accompaniment, while Zhu Yu had become the real focus.

  The vermilion fish finally broke out of the encirclement with great difficulty, and then his strict master called him back, asked about his well-being in a gentle tone, and gave him many pointers.

  This is over, and there's another headache waiting.

  Tian Xiaodan was standing beside him, looking very lively!

  As soon as he thought of paying back the money, Zhu Yu got a headache. He is now penniless, what can he use to pay back?

  Tian Xiaodan is not someone to be trifled with, this little girl is clever and cunning.

  She was entangled by him, and even Zhu Yu didn't know how to extricate herself.

  The Vermilion Fish now has quite a few things on its body, several of which are high-quality ritual objects.

  In case this girl uses a magic weapon to pay off her debt, it's fine if she chooses another magic weapon, but if she takes a fancy to that Starlight Sword, then there will be big trouble.

  After careful consideration, I still think it's better to slip away quietly.

  I'll pay back the money when I've saved up enough, anyway it's not like I'm welching on the debt.

  As soon as he thought of this, he shivered and plunged headlong into a narrow stone path beside the Lingfu Hall.

  From this small path, go around the back of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, pass through a small grove of trees, and you can directly reach the side of the Third Canteen.

  The carp is very familiar with the road, so it slips away quickly.

  He ran all the way without stopping for a moment.

  Outside the small forest, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. The majestic Pangu diagram in the sea of consciousness was shining brightly, and a huge sense of crisis spread throughout his body.

  "Who?"

  In the woods, a white figure slightly furrowed his brow, and in his heart, he secretly went "hmm", seemingly surprised by Zhu Yu's sharpness.

  However, she immediately turned serious and drew out a blood-red flying sword. In the blink of an eye, she was standing in front of the Vermilion Fish.

  The vermillion fish instinctively took a step back as soon as it saw the approaching person.

  Gao Rou?

  Gao Rou's expression was cold and detached, with a fierce aura between her eyebrows. She didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with Zhu Yu, instead drawing out her flying sword and shouting: "Come and surrender your life!"

  The flying sword was so fast that the red fish only saw a flash of red light, and his skin felt a chill of pain.

  Without any hesitation, Zhu Yu's foot tapped out a "Void Step", and the Starlight Sword was already unsheathed.

  "Clang!"

  The dark blue "Star Sword" and Gao Rou's "Flying Rainbow" collided hard in mid-air.

  The vermillion fish only felt a massive power sweeping over the sky and earth, its heart seemingly smashed by a thousand-pound hammer.

  His throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body already flying backward.

  Is this an innate cultivator?

  The pig fell to the ground, its front chest was all bloody, and there was still a strand of blood at the corner of its mouth, looking very ferocious.

  Gao Rou's face turned cold as she let out a low hum, and her eyes revealed a look of surprise.

  Just now she struck with indignation, almost using her full strength, yet somehow didn't manage to kill this little brat?

  "Damn you!" The carp spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, knowing that today he was in for a bad luck.

  His feet moved stealthily, like a ghost advancing instead of retreating.

  Rapidly narrowing the distance between the two.

  Gao Rou's sword stance turned again, and another sword came straight at him.

  Too fast!

  The vermilion fish's body twisted strangely, but it didn't dodge in time. The right side of his robe was slashed by a sword, and he only felt a burning sensation on his chest before realizing he had been wounded.

  He moved without stopping at all and continued to charge forward fiercely.

  "Pan Shi Jian Jue"'s strongest move: "Qian Shi Po"!

  Heavy swordsmanship transformed into a shower of stone points, directly pouncing on Gao Rou.

  Gao Rou furrowed her brow and snorted: "Three-legged cat! You dare to show off in front of me!"

  Gao Rou's "Flying Rainbow" was like a flexible fish, passing through the scattered stone rain, its tail swinging and stirring up a strong whirlwind.

  The seemingly powerful blow of the red fish ended in nothingness.

  However, Zhu Yu did not show any signs of panic, and he was only three feet away from Gao Rou.

  He lifted his leg and kicked with all his might, his foot shadowing a perfect arc, aiming straight at Gao Yu's face...

  Gao Rou didn't even look at him, stretched out his hand, and a powerful spiritual energy burst forth, punching out a fist.

  Fists and feet intersected, Zhu Yu only felt a numbness in his leg, like being electrocuted, and instantly lost consciousness throughout his body. His heart was beating violently, and his consciousness seemed to be on the verge of collapse at any moment.

  And he himself flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

  He fell to the ground once again, and his body felt like it was being burned by a raging fire, with his internal organs feeling as if they had been scorched.

  His whole body shook violently, and the blood in his mouth gushed out like a fountain.

  The "Pangu Map" in the sea of knowledge is spinning desperately, but its light is still dim.

  The carp's eyes turned dull in an instant, "It's all over..."

  Gao Rou unexpectedly retreated two steps back before barely managing to steady himself.

  Her right arm was numb and could hardly be lifted up.

  She frowned and gazed deeply at the Zhu Yu who was kneeling on one leg, struggling to get up, with a look of horror in her eyes.

  How is it possible?

  Still not dead?

  This blow just now, let alone a low-level disciple, even a mid-level disciple wouldn't be able to withstand it.

  "The power of 'Yi Zhi Hui Jian' lies in its comprehensive cultivation."

  Although Gao Rou was not superior in terms of strength, she was after all a congenital cultivator, with spiritual energy surpassing Zhu Yu by tens or even hundreds of times. Even if she were to strike casually, could a postnatal cultivator possibly withstand it?

  "Despicable person!..." Zhu Yu almost spat out these two words from between his teeth.

  "Even if I die and become a ghost, I won't let you live in peace!"

  Zhu Yu was truly enraged this time, Gao Rou's ruthlessness had thoroughly infuriated him.

  He seems to have forgotten that he is almost out of oil and his lamp is dry, with only intense hatred and resentment in his heart.

  "Hmph!" A soft chuckle.

  "Haha, someone's fighting! And it's the master! The master has killed someone, the master has killed someone!" A delicate voice coldly rang out.

  Gao Rou's face changed suddenly!

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