12dz Chapter 527 Inner Disciple
Chapter 527 Inner Disciple
After Fan Xiaojian left, all the outer disciples got back on track, racking their brains to examine the only remaining sword manual.
Most of them were ordinary people, good at carrying hoes to till the soil and plant crops, but completely clueless about practicing martial arts with long swords.
Those simple moves seemed as incomprehensible to them as if they were reading a foreign language.
Lin Ping didn't want to meddle in other people's business, much less provide personal guidance.
These people are likely to become his enemies in the future, and making them stronger would be irresponsible to himself.
Most people gathered around the sword manual because they needed to glance at it every time they practiced.
Lin Ping was already very familiar with the moves of the Sword Dance Lotus, so he found a relatively remote spot where it was quiet.
Before rescuing Jiang Yunying, he needs to improve his strength, and now is the best opportunity.
Silently watching over each other across the deep canyon, and occasionally hearing rumors about her, is not such a bad thing.
"I feel that these pills have entered my bloodstream, and even if I use all my internal energy, I cannot force them out," Jiang Mo said seriously.
"This is the most difficult poison to cure. I warned you beforehand." Lin Ping acted as if it were none of his business, focusing entirely on practicing his swordsmanship.
"Then why did you swallow it?" Jiang Mo asked angrily.
Lin Ping did indeed say it was poison, but he swallowed it without hesitation, leading Jiang Mo to mistakenly believe that he had deliberately exaggerated.
"What else can we do but swallow it? Are we supposed to fight the people from the Enforcement Hall? Even if we beat Fan Xiaojian, we still can't beat the head of the Enforcement Hall," Lin Ping explained innocently.
"Don't worry, as far as I know, as long as we take the antidote given by Lotus Palace regularly, we can control the poisoning. So as long as we are loyal to Lotus Palace, we will not be in any danger."
"How can I, a master of the Crimson Sun Pavilion, be controlled by the Lotus Palace?" Jiang Mo was furious and wanted to kill Lin Ping with a single sword.
Without him, none of this would have happened; he would still be that carefree... Jiang Heigou.
"Since I'm already here, I might as well make the best of it. Maybe I can find a way to cure the poison?" Lin Ping said mysteriously, and then threw himself back into practicing his sword.
"You're such a cunning little rascal, you're definitely hiding something from me." Jiang Mo gave Lin Ping a cold look and stopped pressing the matter.
He boldly guessed that Lin Ping had a way to detoxify, otherwise he wouldn't have swallowed the poison without hesitation.
"Outer disciples are indeed a bunch of good-for-nothings, not even qualified to carry my shoes!" A haughty voice came from beside the sword manual, truly reaching everyone's ears.
At the same time, an outer disciple collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood, with several broken ribs.
"What's going on over there? Let's go check it out," Lin Ping said impatiently.
"With your level of patience, when will you ever become a master?" Jiang Mo said disdainfully.
"Do you believe in the existence of geniuses?" Lin Ping asked in return.
"Those people with exceptional natural talent?" Jiang Mo replied uncertainly.
Lin Ping nodded: "That's right, I'm that kind of person, born to practice martial arts."
Jiang Mo was speechless at his shamelessness. He couldn't argue with him, nor could he hit him, which made him feel really annoyed.
"Even if you have exceptional talent, you still need time to cultivate. Don't you want to save Jiang Yunying?" Jiang Mo continued.
In his view, only overwhelming strength could possibly rescue Jiang Yunying.
“Strength is only part of success; luck and intelligence are equally important. How can you know more about Lotus Palace if you don’t go and see the excitement?” Lin Ping said as he walked.
Despite his confidence, Lin Ping did not believe that he could improve to the level of the Lotus Palace Master in a short period of time.
Since winning by strength doesn't work, we can only rely on our brains.
The two quickly slipped into the crowd, and upon seeing Shui Peng covered in wounds, Lin Ping was truly enraged.
Although Shui Peng is a disciple of the Lotus Palace, he is not a bad person and has been of great help to Lin Ping.
In a sense, Lin Ping had already considered him a friend.
Seeing him being bullied, Lin Ping was filled with rage.
"Brother Shui Peng, who beat you up like this? I'll avenge you!" Lin Ping said angrily while checking Shui Peng's injuries.
He had several broken ribs; if he hadn't been lucky, he probably would have lost his life.
"This is none of your business. Go practice your swordsmanship. Once you've mastered it, avenge me," Shui Peng said, coughing up blood. He clearly didn't want Lin Ping to cause trouble for himself.
"Kid, what kind of trash are you? You actually dare to dream of avenging him?" A haughty voice came from the arena.
Lin Ping slowly stood up, his eyes blazing with murderous rage: "Who are you calling trash?"
This person is an inner disciple who has already advanced to the Blue Lotus Realm and looks down on any outer disciple.
He hadn't expected Lin Ping's gaze to be so sharp, and was momentarily dazed.
"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about all the outer disciples, they're all trash!"
The other party laughed loudly, completely disregarding the anger of thousands of people.
As outer disciples, they were indeed considered inferior, but even so, they did not want to hear voices of contempt.
A person lives for their reputation, just as a tree lives for its bark; no one can swallow this insult.
"Are you angry? Are you furious? Do you want to come after me? Come on! Those who want to die, line up, one by one!" The man laughed even more arrogantly.
This wasn't the first time he'd come to the outer sect to provoke them; he would always come to the outer sect to vent his frustrations after being bullied in the inner sect.
In the first few matches, he only won a few, but later he became increasingly arrogant, not only seriously injuring the outer disciples but also insulting their dignity.
Shui Peng couldn't stand it anymore, so he fought with him and almost lost his life in the end.
"Damn it, I'm going to go and meet him."
As Shui Peng's brother, Yin Chen was the first to be affected.
Although he is usually calm and collected, he is by no means a pushover, the kind of person who wouldn't dare to fight back even when bullied to his doorstep.
Even knowing he was no match for his opponent, he still wanted to fight him, even if it meant he would end up like Shui Peng.
“You are no match for him.” Lin Ping patted Yin Chen on the shoulder and stood in front of the crowd, his figure like a towering mountain.
“You’ve only just arrived at Lotus Palace, and your swordsmanship isn’t yet familiar. You can’t possibly defeat him,” Yin Chen said hastily, knowing that Lin Ping meant well.
Lin Ping shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. The one who went up to fight him wasn't me, it was him!"
"Me, go up and fight him?" Jiang Mo pointed at himself and asked incredulously.
The opponent is only at the Blue Lotus Realm. Isn't this using a sledgehammer to crack a nut? What if we kill him?
"Go easy on him, try not to kill him. Also, whatever you do, don't use sword techniques, just use brute force." Lin Ping said earnestly to Jiang Mo.
Left with no other choice, Jiang Mo had to bite the bullet and step onto the ring.
"Is he really capable? He doesn't look very strong to me."
"That's right, everyone knows his intentions, there's no need for him to lose his life in vain."
Everyone couldn't help but worry for Jiang Mo, while casting disdainful glances at Lin Ping. Having a brother like him was truly the worst luck imaginable.
"Don't worry, everyone. My brother here is a quarryman, incredibly strong. He can smash bricks with one punch, so there's definitely no problem," Lin Ping said, patting his chest.