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This was an unprecedented attempt, and the stabbing pain in his meridians caused a fine layer of sweat to seep from his forehead.
But Su Xin's eyes grew brighter and brighter, filled with excitement!
He felt as if he were pushing open a brand new door!
Finally, the moment arrived when the internal energy within his body circulated perfectly in accordance with the sword techniques he had conceived in his mind.
Su Xin suddenly opened his eyes!
"Demon Blade First Form - Break!"
With a low shout, the Demon Blade Thousand Blades in his hand transformed into a streak of black lightning and thrust forward fiercely!
This stab seemed unremarkable.
But where the blade pointed, the air in front of it seemed to be instantly sucked out by an invisible force, forming a small vacuum zone!
Immediately afterwards, Su Xin flicked his wrist.
"Second move—Spin!"
The blade spun at an incredible angle and at high speed.
That intensely concentrated, chilling internal energy instantly transformed into a spiraling blade of energy.
It's like an indestructible drill bit, trying to drill a hole through everything in front of it!
"Third move—Explode!"
The spiraling blade energy suddenly exploded at the moment it reached its peak!
It transformed into hundreds of fine, black blades of energy, shooting out indiscriminately in all directions!
"Fourth move - Slash!"
"Fifth move - Crack!"
"Sixth move - Collapse!"
Su Xin's figure transformed into a black whirlwind in the center of the playground.
The Demon Blade Thousand Blades in his hand sometimes moves with wide, sweeping strokes, as fierce as a heavy hammer; at other times, his movements are strange and unpredictable, as elusive as a ghost.
Every move, every style, contains the "momentum" of the Nine Heavens Techniques, yet is also full of the "changes" of the Nine Netherworld Profound Heaven Divine Art.
The two completely opposite attributes of fierceness and gentleness are perfectly fused together in his hands, evolving into terrifying and ever-changing killing moves!
Finally, after Su Xin had completely executed the "Nine Forms of the Demon Blade" that he had deduced,
He slowly sheathed his sword and stood up, exhaling a long breath of white, turbid air.
That breath of foul air, like a sharp arrow, shot straight for more than ten meters, freezing the ground into a thin layer of frost.
[Beep! Today's morning exercise task is complete!]
[Please keep up the good work, host!]
In my mind, the system's emotionless notification sounded.
Su Xin ignored him, looking at the jet-black demonic blade Thousand Blades in his hand with an extremely satisfied smile on his face.
This morning's "exercise" was incredibly rewarding!
This set of techniques, derived from the Nine Secrets of Haotian, is far superior to the Nine Secrets of Haotian.
It will become another powerful trump card in his hands!
"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, I really have to thank you for sending me such a wonderful gift."
In his heart, Su Xin expressed his "sincere" gratitude to the Japanese kalanchoe who had been reduced to ashes by him.
Only then did he pull his attention away from the world of martial arts and look around.
Then he saw a circle of people standing there, frozen in place like wooden or clay sculptures.
Flander, Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, Tang San, Ning Rongrong...
All the teachers and students of Slake Academy had gathered around the playground at some point.
They all stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, looking like a bunch of groundhogs who had seen a ghost.
The entire playground was a mess.
The ground was covered with crisscrossing knife marks, the deepest of which was more than half a meter deep!
The once flat open space is now full of potholes, looking even worse than if it had been plowed up by a group of soul beasts.
Flander looked at the devastated playground, his lips twitching, but he couldn't utter a single word of sympathy.
How much will the repairs cost?
He doesn't even dare to think about such a problem right now!
All he wanted to know was what this thing in front of him was!
What was that just now?
Are you kidding me?! Is there really such terrifying swordsmanship?
Every move he made caused the heavens and earth to change color, and his energy surged forth.
Is this really a technique that Su Xin can use when he suppresses his cultivation to the Soul Emperor level?
Let alone a Soul Emperor, even a Soul Saint of his or Zhao Wuji's level could never achieve this!
For a moment, both of them were filled with mixed feelings.
Just then, they saw Su Xin stop what he was doing.
The teachers and students who had recovered from their shock finally dared to move.
They all gathered around Su Xin in the center of the playground, as if by unspoken agreement.
"Teacher Su! You're amazing!"
Flander was the first to rush forward, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
He looked at Su Xin, thought for a long time, and could only manage to utter this dry compliment.
He simply couldn't find any words to describe the shock he felt at that moment.
"Yes, yes!" Zhao Wuji quickly followed, his face full of flattery.
"Teacher Su, you are not only incredibly talented, but also so hardworking!"
"They get up to cultivate before dawn every day, which really makes us old guys feel ashamed!"
Zhao Wuji's words did seem to have some sincerity.
In his view, with Su Xin's strength and talent, he could become a top expert on the continent even without lifting a finger.
But they just happen to work harder than anyone else!
It would be strange if someone like that didn't become a psychopath!
Upon hearing this, Flander immediately realized what was happening.
He quickly turned around and loudly reprimanded the group of students behind him who were still in a daze:
"What are you all looking at! You all need to learn something!"
"Look at your teacher, Su! Even a Soul Emperor-level expert is still cultivating so diligently!"
"And look at you all! So young, and already thinking about slacking off and being lazy! You're all hopeless!"
"I'm telling you, from today onwards, all of you must learn from Teacher Su!"
"Anyone who dares to slack off again, I'll teach them a lesson!"
Flander spoke with righteous indignation, his spittle flying everywhere.
He had no choice; Su Xin's power had left him feeling utterly powerless.
They couldn't beat him in a fight, and they didn't dare to curse him.
What else can we do? We can only use him as a positive role model to motivate these hopeless students.
Dai Mubo, Ma Hongjun, and Auska listened to their dean's reprimand, their heads hanging low, not daring to utter a single word.
Learning from Teacher Su?
They would love to!
But the key question is, can you even learn it?
Moreover, they knew perfectly well that this Teacher Su had never even given them a second glance.
In their eyes, there were only those few pretty female classmates.
If they dare to go up to them, they'll be lucky if they don't get kicked away.
Therefore, faced with Flander's teachings, the three could only mutter a few complaints in their hearts, while on the surface, they obediently nodded in agreement.
"Understood, Dean."
"We will definitely learn from Teacher Su!"
Just as the boys were feeling gloomy and dejected, a clear and melodious voice rang out at an inopportune moment.
"Wow! Teacher Su, you were so cool just now!"
Ning Rongrong's beautiful big eyes sparkled with countless little stars.
She didn't care about swordsmanship or skill level.
All she knew was that the way Su Xin wielded the demonic blade and swung it freely in the morning light was incredibly cool!
He's a million times more handsome than her grandfather, who always has a stern face and only knows how to practice swordsmanship!
As she spoke, she took small, quick steps and ran to Su Xin's side, tilting her head up with eyes full of admiration.
"Teacher Su, what kind of swordsmanship was that? It was amazing! Could you teach me?"
Looking at the exquisite and adorable little girl in front of me, who was like a porcelain doll.
The icy killing intent that Su Xin had developed through cultivation vanished without a trace in an instant.
Instead, a warm smile, like a spring breeze, appeared.