Chapter 52 The Vortex of Force

When Xia woke up from her sleep, what she saw was the bright room. It seemed that she had not slept in a soft bed for a long time. She got up and rubbed her eyes, and her heart thumped.

"Brother Jinkun?"

Turned around and ran to Jin Kun's room, which appeared in an empty place in the eyes of Zhenxia. The familiar sloppy figure was missing. "Gone?" A sense of loss suddenly gushed out of Xia's heart, and there was a jade slip and a letter on the table.

Entering the room and opening the paper, the correct pen and ink are powerful, and a few lines are clearly written.

"Jiangxia, big brother, I'm leaving. I'm going back to find my beloved. Thank you for reminding me last night. This spiritual martial arts "power whirlpool" is a gift left by the eldest brother. I look forward to seeing you next time. Your strength can surprise me. If there are any difficulties in the future, you can go to the Jin family in Xizhou to find me. Jin Kun wrote it himself.

After reading a few short lines of words, Xia couldn't help but feel a sour nose. He picked up the jade slip on the table and ran out of the door.

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At the main gate of Yunxuanmen, the elder and the ninth elder stood on the stone platform to see the slender figure that was fading away. In the whole Yunxuanmen, only these two elders did not hate Jin Kun. Today, his clothes are very neat and his hair is very clean. This is the first time the two elders have seen him, and perhaps the last time.

A thin figure hurried out of the door, "Brother Jinkun!" The young man's high voice floated away, and his figure was shocked halfway up the mountain, and then looked back at the beautiful teenager next to the two elders.

"Brother Jinkun, take care all the way." Jiang Xia shouted loudly.

Jin Kun smiled gently and waved to Jianxia, "Brother, goodbye!"

"Brother Jin Kun, take care. I'll come to you later."

"Hahahahaha, welcome, hahahaha." Jin Kun smiled, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help getting wet. After waving his hand twice, he immediately turned around and left.

"Breep your time." Xia Shen took a deep breath, then sat down cross-legged in the puzzled eyes of the two elders, and took out the vermilion Li Shangqin from the storage ring. "Brother Jinkun, I'll give you a song "Shunfeng."

The soft sound of the piano echoes from the fingertips, gently and melodious, all over the mountain, first with a strong parting, then the joy on the way home, first a faint sadness, and then a cheerful flight.

The elder and the ninth elder looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. The latter's lips moved slightly and whispered, "I didn't expect him to be a pianist?"

"No, it's a harpist." The elder's turbid old eyes flowed with praise, "It seems that there is another competitor on Feng Yangzong's trip two months later."

Jing Xia didn't hear the whispers of the two elders. The most taboo thing about playing the piano is that the mind is not good, so no matter how strong their ears are, they will not notice the movements around them when playing the piano.

Jin Kun's figure has disappeared from the sight of the three people, but the happy sound of the piano resonates with the birds and beasts in the mountains. What echoes in the woods is no longer parting, but conveys the expectation on the way back.

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"Double dragons spit beads!" There was a young man's soft shout in the courtyard, followed by a faint fluctuation of power. In the remote courtyard, Xia * was covered with blue light all over his body, punching and sweating.

"Finger!"

"Dragon capturer!"...

Two months later. Jiang Xia squatted on the ground in the yard and gasped. Scattered stone and wood blocks are scattered around.

"I haven't reached the seventh level of martial arts yet. When can I practice these two spiritual martial arts?" Jiang Xia sat down on the ground with some distress and was not satisfied with his cultivation level at all.

It has been nearly two months since Jin Kun left. In these two months, Xia has turned Xia into a lonely life. Occasionally, he will go to the training ground for a walk. Almost every day, he is exhausted from training. At night, he practices until late at night, in order to reach the seventh-level martial arts early to practice two spirits. Level of martial arts. Seeing that the sect is getting closer and closer, he can't help but be moved. If he can really represent Yunxuanmen and go to Fengyang Sect, even if he can't get the magic five-string lyre, it's good to see the world.

With two ears moving, the sound of soft footsteps came, and Xia quickly put on her clothes. After a few breaths, Ruoxue held a small bamboo basket in her hand. Ruoxue, who was originally lively, became taciturn after Shao Ye committed suicide, and her face was much haggard.

"Miss Ruoxue, are you here?" Jiang Xia was not surprised at all. In the nearly two months, the ninth elder often asked Ruoxue to deliver food to him. Even if Jiang Xia repeatedly asked not to bother the other party, the other party only agreed verbally.

"Hmm!" Ruoxue answered faintly, and after putting the food on the ground, she would turn around and leave.

"Miss Ruoxue." Xia whispered to each other.

Ruoxue turned around and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Jianxia apologized, "I'm sorry about Shao Ye."

Ruo Xue's delicate body was shocked, and her haggard little face was even paler, with a tear in her big eyes. "It's none of your business, but I also want to thank you for letting me see his true face."

"But if you are like this, everyone is very worried."

"I'm fine." Ruoxue squeezed out a smile and shook her head. "Actually, I have figured it out. I didn't suffer for such a person."

"Really?" A trace of joy flashed in Xia's eyes.

"Hmm!" Ruoxue nodded seriously, and then seemed to think of something, "by the way, there are still three days to compare the sect. Do you want to participate?"

"Of course."

"Oh, then you have to work hard. This time the competition is more fierce than last year. The disciples of the elder and the second elder have reached the seventh-level martial arts, and the disciples of the third and fourth elders are not only sixth-level martial artists but also fourth-level pianists."

"What?" Jiang Xia was shocked, and the enthusiasm that gushed out of his heart was suddenly suppressed. He didn't expect that there were such strong competitors.

Looking at the surprised look of Xia, Ruoxue couldn't help smiling, which had not appeared for two months, "Why, are you afraid? Or did you underestimate our Yunxuanmen before?

"That's not the way." Jiang Xia spared his head, a little like a thief's guilty heart.

"You don't have to wait for the next year! All right, I won't bother you." Ruoxue nodded to him, and then turned around and left the yard. Jiang Xia didn't say anything more. He was a little relieved that the other party could come out of the shadow, but he couldn't help but feel bored when he thought of the comparison of the sect three days later. Two seven-level senior martial artists, two six-level martial artists and four-level violinists, Yanjing's four colleges were simply not comparable to this.

Eating the food sent by Ruoxue, I feel like I'm chewing wax. I have something in my heart and the food is tasteless. Now I'm only a sixth-level martial artist, and I can't use it with spiritual martial arts skills. I think that I accidentally sprinkled all the food on my body. "Oh, I'm unlucky, and I can't feel at ease eating a meal." He cursed in a low voice, and his heart moved, and a blue water stain gushed out, washing the oil on his body.

Suddenly, a light flashed in my mind, and my heart thumped and patted my thigh. "Yes, why am I so stupid? If I don't have enough force, can't I replace it with the power of the spirit of water?"

He took two mouthfuls of food, and then returned to the middle of the yard of practice. Then he slowly closed his eyes and ran the "power whirlpool" martial arts skill left by Jin Kun. The surrounding air suddenly became a little chaotic, and a layer of purple force appeared on the surface of Xia's body. If not It's hard to see if you look carefully.

If you want to break out of force, you must be a martial artist above level seven. With Xia's current six-level strength, it is still difficult to do this. Seeing that the purple force is getting lighter and lighter, Xia's heart moved, a blue water film floated out of the body, and the fresh smell of water came to his nose, and his eyes suddenly opened. Next In seconds, the blue water film formed a high-speed rotating force vortex with summer as the center.

The whirlpool turns faster and faster, and everything within a radius of two meters follows, "The whirlpool of force!" Xia shouted loudly, and the swirl of power formed by the water film swept straight ahead, and everywhere he went was in a mess.

"Boom!" The loud noise, the whirlpool hit a stone wall in the yard fiercely, water stains splashed everywhere, and the sound of impact kept coming, "Boom!" The stone wall collapsed directly, and the stone bricks hit from the front instantly turned into powder.

"This? This?" Jiang Xia was speechless in the same place and looked at her hands blankly. The power just emitted was much stronger than the "dragon-catcher" and "flower finger". There was a great ecstasy in her clear eyes, "Hahaha, I did it, hahaha, I made a whirlpool of effort."

In addition to being surprised, General Xia also felt a burst of weakness in her body. "The consumption of spiritual martial arts is really large enough. I don't know how lethality the whirlpool of power is."

General Xia naturally understands that this is not a real whirlpool of force. The real thing must be done by force. It is just to send out "water" in the form of a whirlpool. Even so, General Xia is also very excited. This is definitely a big killing move, and he is also full of confidence in the sect in three days.

"I must take a place to Feng Yangzong!" Xia clenched his fists, and a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes.

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