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The young man blocking the road is named Zhou Kan. He is the same age as Zhou Heng, also seventeen years old. However, his cultivation level is much higher than Zhou Heng's. He is already at the sixth level of body refining, and is only one step away from reaching the bone refining realm!
Zhou Kan’s father is Zhou Jianming, and his qualifications are quite good. Unfortunately, his contemporary also has a genius like Zhou Dinghai! Under the aura of Zhou Dinghai, Zhou Jianming naturally eclipses him, and has always been a tragedy compared to Green Leaf.
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Because of this, Zhou Jianming hated Zhou Dinghai deeply. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with Zhou Dinghai - even though Zhou Dinghai spent most of his time looking for Zhou Heng's elixir.
What made him gratified was that his son inherited his talent and reached the sixth level of body refining early, which Zhou Heng could not even see when he looked up.
Under Zhou Jianming's secret suggestion, Zhou Kan has been having trouble with Zhou Heng. This situation has happened countless times.
"What's wrong, you big loser? Are you deaf?" Zhou Kan said cheerfully. It used to be because of his father's orders, but now it has become a habit. It seems that Zhou Heng feels uncomfortable if he doesn't bully him every day.
Zhou Heng looked at him coldly, this guy dared to be so arrogant because his grandfather was also a family elder!
According to the clan rules of the Zhou family, as long as one reaches the blood refining realm, one can become an elder. It has nothing to do with age or seniority. Once one becomes an elder, one enters the center of power of the Zhou family, which is more powerful than the symbolic head of the family.
I don’t know how much higher the power is!
Zhou Kan's grandfather, Zhou Xianming, was at the twelfth level of body refining. He was the number one master of the Zhou family and the number one elder. He held a high position of authority! In addition, Zhou Dinghai was out looking for "treatment" for Zhou Heng all year round.
It was because of the elixir that Zhou Jianming dared to instruct his son to humiliate Zhou Heng.
"Get out of here!" Zhou Heng said calmly and went around.
——The other party can show off his prestige, but he doesn’t dare to take action. After all, Zhou Heng is not a poor boy without a father!
"Big trash, your good days are about to come to an end!" Zhou Kan moved his feet and blocked Zhou Heng again, "In more than three months, it will be the year-end celebration. The family stipulates that anyone who has reached the age of eighteen has not yet
Those who enter the meat-refining realm will be removed from the family tree, no longer allowed to practice, and will instead engage in business to earn profits for the family!"
"When you see me in the future, remember to call me Sir!"
"And this crotch, if you don't want to drill it, you have to drill it! Haha, hahahaha!"
Zhou Kan laughed, full of pride.
Zhou Heng frowned. Indeed, the family has such a rule.
Although the Zhou family is the only martial arts family in Yuanshi Town and controls more than 2,000 people in the town, it has a lot of income and a lot of expenses, especially for the training of warriors!
The practice of a warrior is to extract energy from food and convert it into one's own true energy. Therefore, a warrior has a huge appetite. It is not uncommon to eat five or six meals a day, or even eight or nine meals, and each meal is huge.
It’s enough to feed an average family of three for a day!
This is enough to impoverish a well-to-do family!
There are nearly 400 people in the entire Zhou family. If everyone practices martial arts, it will be too much for even the Zhou family's financial resources. Therefore, the family has such a rule to allow those clansmen with poor talents who are not suitable for martial arts training
He turned to business and supported the family's warriors.
This sacrifice is necessary!
Without strong force, how can the Zhou family maintain its family business? There is only one result of equalization, and that is the decline of the Zhou family!
Although doing business is also a contribution to the family, this world advocates force and respects strength. Once you become a businessman, you are not even qualified to stay in the family tree, and you are only slightly better than a servant.
Zhou Heng is only at the first level of body refining now, and it is still in the early stages. He wants to break through to the meat refining stage in more than three months? This is simply wishful thinking!
No wonder Zhou Kan was so proud. If Zhou Heng went into business, how could Zhou Dinghai lose his face?
Looking at the opponent's villainous face, Zhou Heng couldn't help but clenched his fist tightly, wishing he could punch him!
However, he endured it.
The gap between the two was too big, and he couldn't hit the other person at all, but in turn it gave Zhou Kan a reason to take action. When the time came, it was still his fault that he got beaten - the great elder was not a decoration.
Tolerate!
One day, he will repay the humiliation he suffered!
Zhou Heng bypassed Zhou Kan again, but this time the other party did not stop him and just gave out a series of sneers.
Returning to his apartment, Zhou Heng sat down and punched the table with his fist, his face full of anger.
After all, he is only a seventeen-year-old boy, at the age when he is the most passionate and impulsive, but he has to endure the cynicism of others day after day. How is it possible that he does not have a trace of anger?
"Heijian, Heijian, you have harmed me for so many years. I don't expect any compensation from you. I just ask you to be satisfied quickly and stop tormenting me!" Zhou Heng said in his heart. This is a roadblock on his way to practice.
, nothing will be mentioned until you cross over.
"Continue to practice!"
"Although the Fierce Sun Art is not as effective at night as it is during the day, I must not waste a single minute!"
Zhou Heng came to the yard, sat down cross-legged, and used the Lieyang Jue to refine the dinner he had just eaten. It wasn't until he was really exhausted that he climbed into the house and fell asleep.
He didn't want a servant. His father had been running around looking for a "cure" for him, and his mother passed away early. He had long been accustomed to living alone.
One night passed, and Zhou Heng started his ordinary and boring day again, enduring the scorching sun and using the true energy he had cultivated so hard to fill the seemingly bottomless appetite of the Black Broken Sword.
On the morning of the fourth day, Zhou Heng did not go to the square again.
Although sitting on that big stone absorbs the most heat and is most conducive to the practice of Lieyang Jue, Zhou Heng has a feeling that the change of the black broken sword is very close at hand!
He didn't know if some strange scene would happen. Maybe the broken sword would emerge from his body and fly away, or burst out with a dazzling light. In short, he didn't want to take such a risk.
Cultivating in my own courtyard, although the effect is not that good, it is not a little bit worse than today.
Zhou Heng suppressed the excitement in his heart, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started practicing under the scorching sun.
Half an hour, an hour... time passed bit by bit, and soon four hours had passed.
Buzz!
The black broken sword in Zhou Heng's dantian trembled slightly, forming ripples that rippled through his dantian. The tremors became more and more intense, and eventually turned into a raging wave like a landslide and tsunami.
Every muscle in Zhou Heng's body trembled, as if it was going to tear him apart, making him miserable!
"Damn it! I have raised you and tolerated you for so many years, but you really don't know what is good for you, and you still want to torture me!" Zhou Heng felt furious in his heart. He had never complained to anyone for these ten years of bitter hatred, but this time
The damn Black Sword actually tortured him, which immediately made him furious!
"Give me the town!"
Zhou Heng didn't know what to do. He just held back his resentment and used his will to suppress the black sword.
The trembling of the black sword has become weaker. Although it is not very obvious, it is indeed weaker!
Zhou Heng is arrogant, but unfortunately he has never been able to practice like ordinary people, so he has been patient. Some people may lose all their energy in such silence, but Zhou Heng has become even more arrogant, just waiting for the day when Jiutian transforms into a dragon and bursts out.
The light is coming!
Now this is a competition of wills, it has nothing to do with strength, and it finally fully arouses his arrogance!
"This is my body, you have to obey me when you are in my body!"
Zhou Heng roared in his heart, his will became more tenacious and tenacious, and he suppressed the black sword fiercely.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The black broken sword seemed unwilling to be suppressed by Zhou Heng, and began to tremble violently again. Wave after wave of turmoil spread out, shaking Zhou Heng's whole body as if it was about to burst!
Zhou Heng snorted in his heart and launched a counterattack without showing any weakness, determined to suppress the black broken sword.
One man and one sword were used up, and a protracted battle began. The black broken sword was painless and numb, but Zhou Heng was made of flesh and blood. He was sweating like rain. His clothes were soon completely soaked, and every piece of them was soaked.
The muscles were groaning in pain.
But for a young man who has harbored resentment for ten years, this black broken sword is the culprit. How can he admit defeat in front of it?
He has endured it for ten years, and today, he can’t bear it anymore!
After ten years of practicing the Fierce Sun Art, Zhou Heng's will has been greatly tempered, making him capable of such a confrontation, otherwise he would have fainted in less than a minute.
Ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour!
Zhou Heng's body was trembling and he was about to collapse. If anyone pushed him at this moment, he would definitely fall over and faint immediately. But one string was always taut and unbroken. He struggled to hold on, and his will
After being tempered like this, it is as hard as steel.
The fight is just one breath!
Although the black broken sword is just a dead thing, Zhou Heng just can't swallow it. He can lose to anyone, but he can't lose to the thing that has harmed him for ten years!
Two hours, three hours!
Zhou Heng had already reached his limit, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his body. It wasn't that the pain had disappeared, but that he was numb. Even if his hands and legs were broken at this moment, he wouldn't feel anything.
But his will became stronger and stronger, and he suppressed the black broken sword without any compromise or concession!
The trembling of the black broken sword became weaker and weaker, and finally, it stopped trembling completely.
The moment it came to a complete stop, a dark and ink-like light suddenly burst out from the sword, which was brighter than starlight and more dazzling than the sun!
boom!
Nine patterns immediately appeared in Zhou Heng's mind, and they were deeply ingrained in his memory. Each pattern was constantly changing. It was a sword that was constantly slashing vertically and horizontally, and piercing diagonally.
Extremely mysterious!
This is...nine-style swordsmanship!
This mysterious black broken sword actually taught him nine styles of swordsmanship!
Zhou Heng couldn't help but be stunned, he felt it was unbelievable to the extreme! But this broken sword could stay in his dantian for ten years - maybe it had existed earlier, but he didn't notice it - such a strange and weird thing
It has already happened, so what's so strange about teaching him the Nine Styles of Swordsmanship?
Just a moment later, all the pictures shattered and turned into countless black light spots, which dispersed in his mind and merged into his blood, flesh and blood.