《The One and Only》11. Senior, Please Give Me Some Advice!
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The Trigger Hall was an extremely important place of the sect.
It ranked even higher than the Sect Affairs Administration. One needed to spend money on practicing here.
The 500 taels of silver Lin Yun kept was just for this.
He was allowed to come in after paying 300 taels of silver.
There were many fighting puppets of different levels here, which could simulate a martial practitioner’s action and thinking, and store the data of each fighting experience.
You could say they were extremely experienced.
Fighting with those fighting puppets was like fighting with kung fu masters.
In Hengyun Mountains, however much one experienced, his rivals were just beasts.
But after all, beasts were different from kung fu practitioners.
The Trigger Hall had inner and outer areas. The outer area was for the outer disciples, while the inner area was for the inner disciples.
Compared with the outer area, the inner area was broad but a little desolate.
But however crowded the outer area was, the outer disciples were barely allowed to practice in the inner area.
When Lin Yun just came in, many outer disciples noticed him.
“Look! Who is here?”
“Isn’t it the sword slave Lin Yun? What is he doing here instead of staying in his Sword-washing Chamber?”
“Haha, didn’t you know? That sword slave was an outer disciple now. He injured that good-for-nothing Zhou Ping. Many disciples of Sect Affairs Administration saw it.”
Lin Yun was known for his Sword-maintenance Skills, plus that Su Ziyao.
Almost all disciples had heard of his deeds, and made fun of his “secret love”.
So as soon as Lin Yun appeared, he was recognized and surrounded by the crowd.
“How long has he learnt his swordplay? How dare he challenge the fighting puppet? He really has the guts.”
“I bet he will be defeated by the puppet within five moves.”
“You overestimated him. Within three moves, I bet.”
The outer disciples showed a commanding attitude and were having a bet on him.
Lin Yun wore no expression on his face. He chose one of training platforms and jumped onto it.
The moment he jumped onto it, the fighting puppet in the corner sensed it, with the eyes lit up.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The wooden puppet with kind of clumsy body was swinging its sword at him with quite swift steps.
It was the first time Lin Yun fought against a fighting puppet. He never expected it could be so fast. When he just pulled out his sword, the puppet was already before him.
Clank!
Two swords clashed! Lin Yun, who was caught unprepared, was forced to take a few steps back by that chop and nearly fell off the arena.
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“Hahaha…”
On seeing this, all disciples around burst into laughter.
Whoosh!
The fighting Puppet had no feelings. It immediately gave Lin another stab!
Lin Yun who nearly broke down said nothing. The strong inner power of Pure Yang martial art was operated secretly in his body.
Clank!
The deadly chop from the fighting puppet was wholly warded off by Lin Yun, who was standing still like his feet rooted there.
All disciples were struck dumb with amazement at that moment.
The smiles froze on the faces of those outer disciples who were just laughing out loud.
After stabilizing himself, Lin Yun tried to use his Flowing Wind Swordplay. Now Lin Yun who nearly lost and fell off the arena controlled the whole situation.
“What’s going on?”
“He is just struggling. He was forced to a dead end. His inner power got motivated, so he can turn the tide.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Otherwise by his ability, he would have already been thrown out of the arena with the first chop. “
The frozen smiles gradually melted on the faces of those outer disciples. They all thought Lin Yun was just struggling.
Soon his inner power would run out. The situation would be even worse for him then.
Gathering Water to Form a Stream Flowing like Wind!
After getting in the groove, Lin Yun seemed to have endless inner power. And he began to attack with his Flowing Wind Swordplay instead of defending.
The situation on the arena got reversed in an instant.
The fighting puppet was kept being pushed back. After 20 moves, it was thrown off the arena.
Bang!
With the defeat of the fighting puppet, the whole place lapsed into dead silence. No one made a sound.
Lin Yun landed on the arena, put away his sword, with a touch of satisfaction on his face.
But he indeed benefited a lot from the fight against the fighting puppet, but it was only a primary one.
He had to apply to fight against the middle-level fighting puppet.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Someone applauded, which extremely harsh in the silent background.
All disciples looked around and saw Chen Xiao was coming over in with his men.
“Junior Lin is really a sword talent. You have practiced your swordplay for only a few days and could beat the primary level puppet already. Really impressive!”
Chen Xiao “complimented” him, with a “kind” smile on his face.
“Make way! Make way!”
The disciples who came with Chen pushed other people aside, and encircled Lin Yun.
“What does Chen Xiao want to do?”
“Senior Chen also bears grudges against Lin Yun?”
“Something is not good. Chen Xiao is a smiling tiger. The harder he smiles, the more ruthless he will be. Except those top ten outer disciples, no one dare offend him.”
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People were all murmuring. They were surprised for his coming.
Lin Yun was quite calm. He asked, “Senior, you overpraise me.”
“I’m not overpraising you. Since you take me as your senior, I should do my duty. You don’t need to apply for the middle-level puppet. I will fight against you, and give you some advice on your swordplay,” said Chen Xiao, smiling, with the sword in his arms.
“I won’t bully you. I will use the same inner power as you. There are three Body Refining Elixirs in the bottle. If you can ward off 100 moves of me, they are all yours.”
Without giving Lin Yun a chance to say no, Chen Xiao threw a jade bottle at him.
More and more outer disciples were gathering. The atmosphere became very tense.
Now everyone could tell Chen Xiao was picking a fight with Lin Yun here today.
“What? You picked up the elixirs Senior Sister Su rewarded you. While for my reward, you even don’t look at it. Do you look down on me?”
Suddenly the smile on Chen’s face was gone. With the coldness from his eyes, the momentum of the fifth level of Martial Practice was spreading out of his body.
Lin Yun immediately felt the pressure. The level difference was quite obvious.
“Senior Sister Su!” called someone with surprise at that very moment.
At the entrance of Trigger Hall stood a man and a woman. The woman was Su Ziyao, wearing a green long dress, with bright eyes and snow-white teeth. Delicate face bore kind of cold temperament. You could hardly imagine how beautiful she was.
In an instant, all people’s attention was attracted by her.
The man was Wang Ning, an inner disciple, who came to get his sword with Su Ziyao. He was very handsome, with kind of noble temperament.
“Su Ziyao!”
Lin Yun couldn’t stay calm anymore for Su Ziyao’s coming.
Su Ziyao was the real God’s favored one in Qingyun Sect. In addition to a pretty face, she had great talent of Martial Practice which all the others could only look up to.
At such a young age, she already topped all the inner disciples.
Let alone in Qingyun Sect, there were few people who could be her match in the whole Skywater Kingdom.
She was a godlike person. With one glance, she would make you have a sense of inferiority.
For such a woman, ordinary people even dare not think of being with her. That was why all disciples laughed at Lin Yun’s “secret love”.
A humble sword slave had feelings for Su Ziyao? Was there anything funnier than that?
The past was the past.
Lin Yun didn’t care about the original owner’s affection. The first time he met Su Ziyao, he knew what kind of person she was.
He shouldn’t be stuck in the past.
But after Su Ziyao came, Lin Yun could feel that the way those outer disciples looked at him gradually changed, full of sarcastic feeling.
This made him really uncomfortable.
He pulled a long face and walked away with the head down.
“Little sword slave, did I let you go?”
Chen Xiao sneered, and murmured, “Su Ziyao is here right on time!”
Four nasty men from both sides stood in Lin Yun’s way.
“Chen Xiao, you crossed the line!” Lin Yun looked at Chen Xiao and gritted his teeth.
Chen Xiao laughed and said, “Did I? I just want to show my kindness by giving you some advice on your swordplay. Since you turned me down, don’t blame my rudeness. You can go if you want. But you must admit that you only accept Senior Sister Su’s reward and don’t want the reward from any other senior disciples in front of everyone.”
It meant Lin had to confess his love for Su in public if he wanted to leave. There was no doubt that Su Ziyao would immediately go away with a cold face, which would be a shame for Lin Yun.
Lin could imagine the scene how they laughed at him after Su Ziyao left.
Lin Yun had kind of indescribable feelings in his heart.
It was neither anger nor helplessness, but kind of unspeakable pain… It was the original owner’s obsession.
It was a pain he couldn’t get rid of even if he died. It was the last fig leaf for the original Lin Yun who chose to be a slave at any cost.
Looking at those people who were laughing at him, Lin Yun gradually calmed himself down.
“This is not the first time that people say you are dreaming of someone beyond your reach.
The servants in the Sword-washing Chamber look down on you. Even the good-for-nothing disciple Zhou Ping bullies you. Everyone is laughing at you…
You’ve also ever doubted if it is wrong to love someone.
But you know what? Everyone has a soft part in his heart. It is never wrong to love someone!
This is your last pride. I will defend it for you!” Lin murmured to the body’s original owner in his heart.
“I am Sword Slave Lin Yun. Senior Chen, please give me some advice!”
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