Chapter 472

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　　That body of sword awns also gradually converged into golden sword lights, spreading out little by little.
　　“Clearly having a Heavenly Spirit Bone, yet living like a waste, what qualifications do you have to lecture me？”
Zhou Tong’s gaze looking at Zhao Qian gradually changed from disdain to vigilance.
　　“Brother Zhou, actually there is one thing that I haven’t told anyone.”
　　Zhao Qian smiled, and then while stretching out his hand to move his muscles and bones, he muttered：
　　“After being tested to have a Heavenly Spirit Bone, I saw that everyone didn’t want to play with me, so I deliberately didn’t cultivate, in order to make myself become the same as everyone else.
　　“It was like this for one year, for three years, and for five years as well.”
“Gradually, I myself even forgot the matter that I had a Heavenly Spirit Bone. After that, one day, I discovered that even if I started to cultivate hard, I couldn’t find the feeling of having a clear mind when cultivating as a child.
　　“So, I became the waste in your mouths, being ridiculed by others every day. Day after day, year after year, I also started to regard myself as a waste.”
　　Hearing this, Zhou Tong coldly laughed and said：
　　“Looking at your posture, could it be that today, you have remembered the matter of having a Heavenly Spirit Bone again？”
　　Hearing this, Zhao Qian shook his head and said：
　　“That’s right.”
　　While speaking, he pinched a sword finger, and then expressionlessly raised his arm.
　　“Boom！——”
　　Just as he raised his arm, a golden sword light composed of countless sword auras burst into the sky from Zhao Qian’s body.
　　From a distance, it was like a golden pillar of light connecting the sky and the earth.
　　At the same time, a sword intent full of the meaning of invincibility swept through the Five Elders Pool.
　　This invincible sword intent even instantly defeated the sword hearts of many disciples on the field. Because they felt that in the face of this sword intent, their swords were like dead branches, vulnerable.
　　“As expected of the Geng Jin sword bone, one of the strongest sword cultivator spiritual bones in the world.”
　　On the viewing platform of the Cloud Tower, just as Huang Que and Liu Chuxuan were looking at the sword light on the Tibetan Sword Terrace in a daze, the Wuya Laozu beside them suddenly clapped his hands and praised.
　　And on the opposite Cloud Tower, the Sword Saint Amon suddenly asked Chen Hao a question：
　　“Do you know why the several old ancestors of Qingxuan deliberately let the other disciples alienate Zhao Qian？”
　　“To protect Zhao Qian？”
　　Chen Hao asked tentatively.
　　“No, they were protecting the other disciples.”
　　“Protect the other disciples？”
　　“If it weren’t for the problem with Zhao Qian’s temperament, the cultivation speed and achievements of a talent like the Geng Jin sword bone would be enough to destroy the dao hearts of any fellow disciples of the same generation. Because in the face of such talent, all your efforts will become a joke.”
　　Amon nodded and said.
Chen Hao, upon hearing this, looked at Zhao Qian and Zhou Tong on the Hidden Sword Terrace with a look on his face.
Just like the others, Zhou Tong’s gaze towards Zhao Qian was also filled with astonishment.
　　Brother Zhou, actually when I was a child, I really wanted to tell you that the sword in my eyes is really very different from the sword in your eyes.
　　Zhao Qian said as he gently slid his sword finger.
And as his sword finger slid, the sound of sword chirping suddenly resounded in the heavens and earth, and a golden sword mark appeared in the sky, making the sky seem like it had open a crack.
　　Your swords are too slow, too blunt, and too stupid.
　　Zhao Qian retracted his sword finger and looked at Zhou Tong expressionlessly.
　　Boom！ …
　　Almost the moment Zhao Qian looked over, the aura fluctuation that Zhou Tong had originally taken back suddenly exploded and dissipated, and at the same time, thunder sword auras swirled around his body.
　　It was clearly in a posture of being on full alert.
　　Actually, it wasn’t just him. Even the Black Dragon Elder beside him couldn’t help but reveal his true demon form, and at the same time, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Just now, he had only touched Zhao Qian’s gaze for a moment, and in his heart, he had a illusion of being pierced through ten thousand swords.
Seeing this scene, the disciples of Qingxuan were both shocked and frightened in their hearts.
　　At this time, even if you don’t look at Zhao Qian directly, just his back makes people feel as if sitting on pins and needles, as if there is a sword against one’s neck.
　　At this moment, Chen Hao finally understood the words that his master Amon said just now.
　　Even Xu Taiping, after sensing the aura emanating from Zhao Qian, the Broken Water Saber at his waist kept making a trembling sound.
　　Just as he was wondering, the voice of Fairy Lingyue rang in his mind：
　　“The Metal-Gold Spiritual Bone, also known as the Metal-Gold Sword Bone, is a kind of spiritual bone very suitable for sword cultivators. However, for cultivators with this kind of spiritual bone, once their state of mind is unstable, it is very easy to become mediocre. The situation of your Peak Master is not uncommon.”
　　After hearing these words, Xu Taiping suddenly understood and nodded secretly.
　　“Zheng…”
And at this moment, at the bottom of the Wulao Pool, there suddenly rang out a series of mournful swordplay sounds.
Through the pool water, a light like a swimming dragon can be seen constantly swimming at the bottom of the pool.
　　Hearing this sword cry, Zhao Qian withdrew his gaze from Zhou Tong and instead looked at the pool water beside him.
　　Immediately he stretched out his hand towards the pool and then softly called out：
　　“Old friend, I have come to pick you up.”
　　As soon as the voice fell, a sword cry pierced the air. Immediately afterwards, a ball of sword light, like a dragon, “boomed” and broke through the water surface, directly flying towards Zhao Qian.
　　“Bang！”
　　The long sword heavily smashed into Zhao Qian’s hand.
　　Holding the long sword, Zhao Qian slowly raised his head and looked at Zhou Tong and said：
　　“Senior Brother, does Junior Brother still deserve to ask you for a sword？”