In the early morning, Zhou Liangchen returned to the Zhou family's mansion in Linhai County.
His face was green and white, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he was in a state of confusion.
At this time, several housekeepers and servants came to greet him and asked him about his welfare. However, Zhou Liangchen ignored him and continued to walk forward.
But when he walked around the screen wall, Zhou Liangchen's eyes moved slightly.
The spacious and magnificent Zhou family hall in front was actually filled with people.
His father, the "Three Finger Shocking God", is dominating the boat, facing south and facing north, occupying the center of the hall.
The people sitting on both sides were either the elders and backbones of the Zhou family, or outstanding figures among the retainers.
There are more than 20 masters of the seventh rank in the hall.
His uncle, Du Yunlai, the owner of Yunjian Manor, was also among them.
They seemed to be discussing something, but at this moment they all looked sideways at Zhou Liangchen outside the hall.
Zhou Liangchen looked at them expressionlessly, then continued to move towards the east courtyard.
"Good minister, stop here!"
At this time, a middle-aged woman with pretty features and graceful bearing walked out of the door.
She frowned and looked at Zhou Liangchen up and down: "Liangchen, what's the matter with you? Why are you so lost?"
Not only did Zhou Liangchen not stop, he was not even interested in talking to him and continued walking towards the east courtyard.
The middle-aged woman's face suddenly showed a look of helplessness.
Du Yunlai smiled faintly and picked up the tea cup: "Have you found Chu Xisheng? Looking at you, did you lose to him?"
When he saw Zhou Liangchen outside still walking towards the east courtyard without paying any attention, he couldn't help but shook his head and blew the tea leaves in the cup: "What? What is the outcome? You don't even have the courage to answer?"
Zhou Liangchen's steps finally stopped. He raised his head and glanced into the hall, his eyes dimming slightly: "Just as my uncle expected, I am no match for Chu Xisheng. I fought a fair fight with him, but I couldn't even pull out the sword.
Together they are defeated.”
At this time, everyone in the hall suddenly buzzed.
They once again looked at Zhou Liangchen, unable to believe that this talented young man in his family, who was well-known in the surrounding counties, could actually lose to others in one round.
The master of Yunjian Manor, Du Yunlai, also had his hands trembling, and his expression was unbelievable.
He predicted that Zhou Liangchen might suffer a small loss if he went to find the boy named Chu.
Chu Xisheng's '睚禦' sword intention can counterattack all sword intentions, and naturally restrains Zhou Liangchen's swordsmanship.
But as long as his nephew didn't attack Chu Xisheng near the ancient market, he could have survived fifty or sixty rounds.
How is it possible to defeat in one go?
The middle-aged woman chuckled softly: "In a competition between warriors, it is normal for us to lose one or two games. Apart from that king, who can win for a lifetime? Your current Yuan Gong is only at the ninth level.
, it is normal to lose to an opponent whose cultivation level is higher than yours. Now that your sword intention has been polished to perfection, your true energy will soon be improved, and then you can win back - "
However, Zhou Liangchen laughed at himself and interrupted the middle-aged woman: "Mother, that person's Yuan Gong cultivation level is equal to mine, and they are both at the ninth level."
At this time, the whole hall was completely silent, and there was no sound for a long time.
It wasn't until a long time later that Zhouxiong Bahu opened his eyes slightly: "Yunlai! Tell me, what's going on?"
Du Yunlai smiled bitterly and said: "Two days ago, a young man who had mastered the 'Yai Can' sword spirit rose up in the Nanjie Temple Market and killed Zhuang Hongfei in a life-and-death contest. His next opponent is Liangchen, and I don't think Liangchen is like this.
He was his opponent, so I drugged him before the battle and brought him back to Linhai County. As a result, the kid was unwilling to admit defeat and went back again. But I didn’t expect that he would be defeated in one move."
He spoke concisely and concisely, explaining clearly the cause of the matter in just three or five sentences.
The expressions of everyone in the palace changed again.
Thousands of years ago, Lord Xueyai Sword almost wiped out the Linhai Zhou clan, so the Zhou clan was extra sensitive to the meaning of the 'Yaiju' sword.
Zhou Xiongba closed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully, and then asked: "Liangchen, how do you think that boy compares to the two breast tigers in our Linhai County?"
When the middle-aged woman at the door heard this, her expression suddenly changed slightly, and she looked at Zhou Xiongba with a little surprise: "Husband, do you want to invite this son to help us fight for the ninth-level secret realm-"
Zhou Xiongba waved his hand, stopped the middle-aged woman's words, and continued to ask Zhou Liangchen with a solemn expression: "If you answer truthfully, can this person's fighting power be better than those two people?"
Zhou Liangchen was stunned. He didn't understand what Zhou Xiongba wanted, but just from his father's solemn demeanor, he knew that the matter was of great importance.
He also looked solemn and said: "Father, that man's sword is like light and electricity. It is also like the wind in the sky and the clouds in the sky, unpredictable. I can't even understand how powerful he is."
Zhou Liangchen thought back to the town of Huo Gu Cao Market, where Chu Xisheng slashed at him with a knife, his expression complex and even more frightening: "Our two breast tigers in Linhai County, they may be stronger than me, but they can never be stronger than him.
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"oh?"
Zhou Xiongba couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and became more interested: "So, who is this son's name and where is he from?"
"Chu Xisheng!" Zhou Liangchen smiled bitterly: "His name is Chu Xisheng, an inner disciple of Zhengyang Martial Arts School!"
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Almost at the same time, Chu Xisheng, who was standing in front of the library, was stunned for a while.
In his field of vision, a huge firework exploded that almost filled the entire screen.
The number of martial arts points on the screen changed rapidly and climbed all the way to 55 points.
The reputation column has also changed to 'Level 8 (Super)'.
Chu Xisheng was surprised and looked around.
He was at a loss as to where this martial arts point came from.
This is a bit strange. It's still more than half a month before the new issue of "On the Martial God Machine" is released.
Could it be the aftertaste of his two 'life and death battles' in the ancient market?
Chu Xisheng was too lazy to think about it and continued to follow many of his fellow disciples.
The library was officially opened today, and the library owner Lei Yuan also fulfilled his previous promise to compensate the inner disciples for this period. The original two days of free reading increased to three days.
But when it was Chu Xisheng's turn to enter, he took out his belt and gave Ye Zhiqiu a fist, which was standing beside him.
"Teacher, this disciple wants to be promoted to a leaf!"
At this moment, many of the brothers in front and behind him were in an uproar and turned to look at Chu Xisheng.
The so-called rising leaves naturally means increasing the number of bamboo leaves on the disciple's waist badge.
But then they calmed down.
The news of Chu Xisheng's life-and-death fight in the ancient market has spread throughout the martial arts hall through the mouths of the Hu brothers.
A master who can kill Zhuang Hongfei and force Zhou Liangchen back is naturally qualified to increase the number of leaves.
Ye Zhiqiu looked Chu Xisheng up and down, his eyes brightened slightly: "The progress is very fast, Yangyuan Gong has indeed reached the third level, how many leaves do you want to advance to?"
Chu Xisheng smiled slightly and cupped his hands: "Please be promoted to Sanye!"
"Yes! If you get first place in the practical examination, you are directly qualified to be promoted to Sanye."
Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly, but then asked: "Have you thought it through?"
The three-leaf inner sect is eligible to participate in the true inheritance assessment at the end of the year.
At this time, Chu Xisheng is already very popular and attracts attention. Once he gets involved in the dispute over the true story, he will cause great trouble.
Most of the Zhengyang Martial Arts School's true inheritance quotas are regarded as something within their pockets by the aristocratic families in Xiushui County, and they are not easily accessible to others.
It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to get ahead, and there are many dangers.
She knew the answer from Chu Xisheng's expression, so she simply and neatly carved two more bamboo leaves on Chu Xisheng's waist badge.
Then she took an account book from the side: "If you want to go to the seventh floor of the library, you have to register your name here."
Ye Zhiqiu had a clear idea of Zeng Ye's purpose before Chu Xisheng entered the building. This guy obviously wanted to take advantage of the situation and go to the seventh floor of the library.
Chu Xisheng signed and stamped his name on the account book as instructed, but then something strange appeared in him.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't know if he had forgotten, but he didn't register the three days he had entered the library before.
In other words, after this three-day entry benefit, Chu Xisheng's time for reading at will on the seventh floor of the library is still six days.
This chapter has been completed!