"Because my surname is Jian (剑)!"
Jian Feixue's tone was extremely domineering, leaving no room for rebuttal.
The surname "Jian" is the surname of the direct disciples of the Sword Mansion!
Within the Holy Domain, in the realm of swordsmanship, the Sword Palace holds the most sway.
If we only consider swordsmanship, few in the Sword Palace Holy Domain, or even the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, can rival him.
The young man before me casually remarked that his swordsmanship was comparable to that of the Sword Palace—utterly absurd and ridiculous.
"Some people, clearly just frogs at the bottom of a well with eyes only as big as beans, yet they think themselves extraordinary and have such narrow minds that they can't tolerate others. Is this the style of the Sword Mansion disciples? It has truly broadened my horizons!"
Zhang Yun snorted coldly and said indifferently, his sarcasm quite obvious, which made the surrounding Sword Mansion disciples glare angrily.
Zhang Yun's words seemed to have insulted the entire Sword Mansion; he was truly audacious and extremely arrogant.
Could it be that he wants to make an enemy of the entire Sword Manor?
"Zhang Yun, you're asking for it!"
Sword intent emanated from Jian Feixue's body, and a fierce storm swept around her, stirring up sand and seemingly capable of destroying the world.
She believed she had already given Zhang Yun enough face.
However, Zhang Yun was far too presumptuous!
Jian Yunxiao moved with incredible speed, a three-foot-long green sword appearing in his hand. With a sudden swing, the sharp sword energy, carrying astonishing sword power, swept across the sky and slashed towards the storm, seemingly capable of cutting down everything in the world. The terrifying and sharp whistling sound was enough to shatter people's ears.
At the same time, Jian Yunxiao rushed out, sweeping Zhang Yun and Zhuo Xinyan out of the storm with a wave of his hand, and then landed safely, demonstrating his exquisite control over power.
"Feixue, let's talk this out. There's no need to resort to violence every time. After all, Zhang Yun is a guest of the Sword Mansion."
"If this gets out, what will people think? Will they say that the Sword Mansion is bullying the weak and oppressing the vulnerable?"
Looking at the enraged Jian Feixue, Jian Yunxiao felt somewhat helpless, not only because of Jian Feixue, but mainly because of Zhang Yun.
That's outrageous.
They didn't give Jian Feixue any face at all.
If it were anyone else, Jian Yunxiao really wouldn't bother with this matter.
But after all, Zhang Yun was the person the grandmaster specifically requested to be accepted as a disciple, even though Zhang Yun hadn't thought it through yet.
"A guest of the Sword Mansion?" Jian Feixue's voice was still cold, her icy gaze fixed on Zhang Yun: "He doesn't take the Sword Mansion seriously at all. Such a person is not worthy of being a guest of the Sword Mansion."
"To kill someone before even investigating the matter—is this the Sword Mansion's style of doing things?"
Zhang Yun remained defiant: "Or is this your personal style of doing things, and has nothing to do with the Sword Mansion?"
"If that's the case, you're not worthy to be a disciple of the Sword Mansion. Having a disciple like you, even if you have some talent, is a tragedy for the Sword Mansion."
"Zhang Yun, do you really want to die?"
Jian Feixue, who had just managed to suppress her anger, was about to explode again. Her voice was filled with overwhelming killing intent, which made the disciples of the Sword Mansion on the side swallow hard and tremble with fear.
At the same time, they also admired Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun is probably the first person to have angered Jian Feixue to this extent.
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Chapter 199 Ineffable
"Brother Zhang, you should say less," Jian Yunxiao sighed, somewhat helplessly, while also harboring some doubts.
In fact, he had already arrived, but he wanted to test Zhang Yun, so he hadn't made a move yet.
What puzzled him was that when Zhang Yun and Zhuo Xinyan mentioned the sword technique, they both claimed that it was a gift from Zhang Yun, and they didn't seem to be lying.
Could it be true, as Zhang Yun said, that Jian Feixue wronged Zhuo Xinyan?
Before presenting sufficient evidence, Jian Yunxiao will not make a hasty conclusion like Jian Feixue.
He looked at Zhang Yun and said, "Since Brother Zhang says that the sword technique Zhuo Xinyan was practicing just now was taught by you, I wonder how Brother Zhang can prove it?"
"Proving it is not simple."
Turning his gaze, Zhang Yun looked at Zhuo Xinyan and said, "Show Brother Jian the sword techniques I gave you."
"Brother Jian, with your keen eyesight, you should be able to see the clues."
It wasn't that Zhang Yun trusted Jian Yunxiao, but rather that, apart from Jian Yunxiao, there was no one more suitable among those present.
"Zhang Yun, doesn't this seem a bit inappropriate?"
Zhuo Xinyan was somewhat surprised by Zhang Yun's decision.
Take, for example, the fact that the Sword Mansion's sword techniques are not passed on to outsiders, and that its exquisite sword techniques are not fully taught. This alone is enough to demonstrate the value and importance of the sword techniques in Zhuo Xinyan's hands.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that a peerless genius like Jian Yunxiao possesses the ability to remember everything he sees.
Zhuo Xinyan was worried that Jian Yunxiao would learn the essence of the sword technique.
"It's alright, this is just the most basic swordsmanship. What does it matter if others see it?"