[Note: As the son of the Qingcheng Sect Leader, Yu Renyan has had a smooth life, rarely encountering adversity, and is often flattered! Thus, he is arrogant, domineering, conceited, and reckless.
But your appearance.
Made him truly realize for the first ti.
That the title of Young Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect is not useful at all!
That there really are extrely terrifying and frightening figures in this world!
He fears you. He wants to kill you more. Don’t doubt, if he escapes, he will certainly seek revenge for this hatred and humiliation!
Ding Ling’s eyebrow raised like a knife as he heard.
He walked to Yu Renyan’s front, looking down at him.
He saw him trembling and couldn’t help but reach out to grip the handle of the Heaven-Swaying Sword, ready to draw it.
Yu Renyan couldn’t help but tremble and said:
"No, you can’t draw it. If you do, I will surely bleed to death."
"If you don’t want to draw it, that’s fine too."
Ding Ling looked at him coldly:
"Recite and practice your Qingcheng Sect’s cultivation technique out loud."
Dealing with people like Dong Huang and Yuan Yao,
Ding Ling is extrely straightforward.
He directly intimidates!
It’s unfailingly effective!
For people with a backbone like Zhang Fei and Xu Sheng, Ding Ling had no way to force them, but it was clear that Yu Renyan wasn’t one with backbone, so Ding Ling naturally hoped to gain sothing.
Qingcheng Sect.
It’s a famous sect in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer World!
In the Jiuzhou Territory, there aren’t many such great sects, being ranked among them shows their extraordinary nature.
If he could obtain their heart technique and martial arts,
Ding Ling’s martial arts would certainly advance by leaps and bounds.
Only because his current Inner Power Value is still 0!
Learning inner power will surely bring a huge breakthrough!
The Breathing Technique and inner power are entirely different. The Breathing Technique focuses on Body Refining.
Inner power seems completely different from that.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t specially list an Inner Power Value!
"I, I, I..."
Yu Renyan widened his eyes, staring at Ding Ling in disbelief, stamring as if trying to say sothing.
"What do you an by ’I’?"
Ding Ling shook the scabbard of the Heaven-Swaying Sword, slap, slap!
It struck Yu Renyan’s left cheek!
In no ti, his left cheek swelled up rapidly as if inflated.
Painful and itchy.
Plus, waves of pain from the calf pierced by the Giant Que Sword rushed into his brain.
He gasped in pain, his face turning pale.
Beside him, Yue Lingshan and a few others watched with extrely complex expressions.
Each of them looked at Ding Ling with nuanced eyes.
There was caution, vigilance, fear, and uncertainty.
Clearly, in an instant, they had categorized Ding Ling from a harmless sheep into a group of tigers and wolves!
Ding Ling didn’t care at all.
He wasn’t familiar with Yue Lingshan and the others after all, so why would he specifically care about their thoughts? What he wanted the most was the Qingcheng Sect’s technique.
"I, I can give it to you."
Yu Renyan gritted his teeth, seeing Ding Ling’s face full of killing intent and impatience, he felt a chill in his heart and a crack in his liver. The instinctual desire to survive madly took over, dismissing all ancestor teachings and father’s words to the great beyond:
"But the Qingcheng Sect’s secret technique cannot be heard by too many people."
Ding Ling understood.
He gave Yue Lingshan, Lin Pingzhi, and the others a look, signaling them to move further away.
Yue Lingshan and the others, like frightened rabbits, madly ran far away until they could no longer hear the conversation between Ding Ling and Yu Renyan, then they stopped.
Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan exchanged glances, speechless for a mont.
But from the previous running movents,
Lin Pingzhi realized that Yue Lingshan and the others surprisingly had martial arts background, and felt stifled in his heart, about to voice his questioning. But recalling Ding Ling’s frightening deanor, he held back, rely looking over with gleaming eyes.
He had heard people ntion the Qingcheng Sect before, and never imagined such a great sect could actually be disregarded by soone.
For a mont, he couldn’t help but be filled with admiration!
At his juvenile, passionate age, fearing soone like Ding Ling first, and then admiring him is quite normal.
"Alright. You can speak now."
Ding Ling looked at Yu Renyan, saying indifferently.
Yu Renyan dared not delay, straightened up quickly, took a breath, and spoke rapidly:
"Our Qingcheng Sect’s Inner Power Heart thod is the Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill, with the technique divided into nine sections. Only by practicing to the ninth section can one reach the First-class Great Success Level.
I’ve only practiced to the third section. My skills are insufficient, which is quite normal, but it doesn’t an the Qingcheng Sect is weak. My father, Yu Canghai, has already practiced the Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill to the eighth section, extrely accomplished, and most people in the world respect and fear him..."
Slap, slap!
The sword scabbard moved, and there were two more slaps.
With a grunt, Yu Renyan bled from the mouth, looking at Ding Ling with a mixture of shock and anger, infinite resentnt and killing intent swelling in his heart. No one had ever dared treat him like this!
But fearing Ding Ling would sense his murderous intent, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Ding Ling.
"Enough with the nonsense."
Ding Ling said coldly:
"Directly recite the technique!"
How could he not perceive that Yu Renyan was trying to use Yu Canghai to intimidate and threaten him?
But what kind of person is Ding Ling?
The Supre Emperor behind the scenes of the Three Kingdoms World, the Guardian God of Jiuzhou, the National Preceptor of the Great Wei Kingdom!
With a Divine Sword in hand, he slaughtered from north to south, from south to Si Li, and killed countless people outside, calling him a killing god is no exaggeration.
How could such a person possibly fear, possibly worry about re intimidation?
"I’ll recite, I’ll recite it..."
Yu Renyan felt so oppressed and frustrated to the extre.
Encountering soone as impenetrable as Ding Ling, he truly had no recourse, and could only go along with Ding Ling’s wishes, fearing to provoke Ding Ling and risk being tornted or even killed by him.
Thinking about death,
Yu Renyan shuddered, babbling rapidly and incessantly.
He didn’t want to die; he still had plenty of silver unspent, too many won unenjoyed.
How could he die?!
After one round,
Yu Renyan, sowhat uneasy, looked at Ding Ling and cautiously said:
"That’s all the Heart thod Mantras of the Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill. With my limited aptitude and strength, I cannot offer you further explanation. I hope you understand."
Ding Ling nodded noncommittally.
He slightly closed his eyes.
All the Heart thod Mantras of the Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill rolled through his Sea of Consciousness.
Soon after,
A book converged on the library shelf.
[Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill Full Level]
[Inner Power Value 100]
In just the blink of an eye,
This Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill transford into an instinct throughout Ding Ling’s body, imrsing into the dantian and ridians.
Whoosh whoosh!
Between each of Ding Ling’s breath, rolling Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged in swiftly!
These qi imrsed into Ding Ling’s dantian, rapidly condensing into energy, then, like raging pythons, giant dragons, or fierce lions, they madly shot through each of his Eight Extraordinary ridians.
Clearing thorns and brambles along the way, they forcefully pierced through clogged ridians and pathways!
Ding Ling’s physique beca increasingly light!
The aura around him also grew steadier, more concentrated, and powerful.
He seed to be undergoing a transformation.
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