Everyone was dazzled by what they saw, and they began to doubt life - are these two people really just in the Body Tempering Realm?
Sword Breath.
The knife stops.
Luo Qingchen held the sword and pointed it diagonally at the ground, the cracked tiger's mouth stained the hilt red.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang, for your advice."
She saluted Zhang Chen sincerely, her clear eyes showed no frustration of failure, only a more ardent fighting spirit.
Surpass yourself and catch up with Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen nodded slightly and sheathed the sword.
He didn't ask Luo Qingchen to give him any advice, because she needed to walk her own path.
Only in this way can we hope to reach the top of kendo in the future and even become a new kendo.
The martial arts arena fell into silence and suddenly burst into waves of applause.
Everyone couldn't help but cheer for their wonderful competition.
Gu Qingfeng also clapped, shocked and then extremely excited.
Xuanyang Sect has two peerless monsters at the same time. No one can predict how far they can go in the future.
Because Xuanyang Sect has been a sect for thousands of years, and there has never been such a terrifying monster.
"Wonderful, really wonderful." Gu Qingfeng clapped his hands and walked onto the stage, saying with a smile on his face, "I didn't expect that the body tempering realm can be so strong. Today is really an eye-opener for me."
He looked Zhang Chen up and down, then pointed at Zhao Changkong's body under the ring, frowned slightly and asked, "What happened to him?"
He couldn't see through Zhang Chen's monster. He obviously hadn't used all his strength just now, and even Luo Qingchen couldn't force him to move a step.
It is gratifying to have an evil disciple in a sect, but one’s character must also be examined.
If you harm your fellow students for no reason, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing when you grow up.
Zhang Chen recounted what happened, and Luo Qingchen also spoke up to testify.
"Hmph, you deserve to die for bullying your fellow sect members." Gu Qingfeng looked at Zhao Changkong's body, snorted coldly, and then said to Zhang Chen, "Don't worry, I will go to Elder Duan of the Criminal Law Hall in person, and everything will be fine." p>
"Elder Duan, this is what happened. The other nine people can all testify."
In the lobby of the Law Enforcement Hall, Gu Qingfeng took a sip of tea and said to the old man in black sitting on the other side.
He personally took Zhang Chen and ten people to the Law Enforcement Hall, explained the cause of Zhao Changkong's death to Duan Qianxiong, the law enforcement elder, and talked about the peak battle of the Body Tempering Realm between Zhang Chen and Luo Qingchen with great joy.
Duan Qianxiong looked at Zhang Chen with some suspicion and asked, "You can kill Zhao Changkong with one punch?"
Zhao Changkong is at the eighth level of the Qi Sea Realm, and ordinary body tempering realms cannot break his defense, let alone kill him with one punch.
If Gu Qingfeng, the elder of the outer sect, had not told him personally, he would have definitely thought it was a lie.
Zhang Chen said neither arrogantly nor humblely, "The disciple has already reminded Senior Brother Zhao that the punch would kill him, but in order to use the disciple's "Thirteen Sword Strikes" to watch, he voluntarily stood there and received a punch."
He shrugged and said innocently, "Then the disciple killed him with one punch."
Duan Qianxiong left his seat, stood five meters in front of Zhang Chen and said, "Punch me with all your strength. If the power is really as powerful as you said, it proves that Zhao Changkong's death was caused by himself."
"This..." Zhang Chen was a little embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
Duan Qianxiong frowned slightly and said, "Don't hesitate, just say what you have to say."
Zhang Chen said with some embarrassment, "The disciple is afraid that a punch with all his strength will injure the elder."
"Pfft——"
Gu Qingfeng was drinking tea, and when he heard Zhang Chen's words, he burst into tears.
Law enforcement elder Duan Qianxiong is a master at the sixth level of the Soul Palace Realm, and his strength ranks at the forefront of the entire Xuanyang Sect.
Zhang Chen and Luo Qingchen realized in the Body Tempering Realm that the terrifying way of swordsmanship and swordsmanship could be explained by innate monsters.
But to say that Zhang Chen, who is in the Body Tempering Realm, can injure Duan Qianxiong with one punch is beyond his knowledge and is absolutely impossible.
"Hahaha." Duan Qianxiong smiled instead of angry and said cheerfully, "If you can really hurt me, not only will I not blame you, but you will also be rewarded heavily."
His face was serious and he said sternly, "If you can't satisfy me with this punch, I will punish you with confinement for a month."
"Elder Duan, be careful."
Zhang Chen's momentum condensed and he started to use the "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique". The blood in his body boiled and he was full of power.
When the casual Duan Qianxiong saw Zhang Chen's aura, his pupils shrank, his face became solemn, and he released spiritual energy to protect his body.
He was obviously just a disciple in the Body Tempering Realm, but he seemed to be seeing an ancient ferocious beast.
Everyone in the hall stared at Zhang Chen intently, feeling inexplicably palpitating.
Roar——
Zhang Chen punched out, the force of his punch piercing the air like the roar of a ferocious beast.
Boom——
A punch hit Duan Qianxiong's body-protecting aura, causing a loud noise, and the entire hall trembled and shook.
Duan Qianxiong's body swayed, and the energy and blood in his body tumbled.
Everyone looked at Zhang Chen dumbfounded.
Is this still the body quenching state?
Wrong.
Is this still a human being?
How can the human body contain such powerful power?
There are also some warriors who specialize in cultivating the physical body, which is called body cultivation.
But they also form a sea of qi in their bodies, introducing spiritual qi into their bodies to continuously nourish and strengthen their physical bodies.
Even in physical training, I have never heard of any evildoer whose physical strength in the body tempering realm is so terrifying.
"Is Elder Duan satisfied with this disciple's punch?"
Zhang Chen punched out the dragon-elephant power of his physical strength, feeling refreshed all over his body.
"Satisfied, very satisfied." Duan Qianxiong laughed excitedly, pointed to the dumbfounded deacon and said, "Mo Ya, take them to the Cangzhen Pavilion to select martial arts and weapons first."
Then he smiled at Zhang Chen and said, "I Chengruo's generous reward should be fulfilled in a day or two. I guarantee you a surprise."
"Thank you, Elder Duan." Zhang Chen expressed his gratitude to Duan Qianxiong, and followed Mo Ya to Cangzhen Pavilion with everyone.
Duan Qianxiong and Gu Qingfeng are left in the hall.
"Cough."
Duan Qianxiong coughed and blood flowed from his mouth.
"Elder Duan, are you okay?" Gu Qingfeng asked in surprise.
Duan Qianxiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm fine. It's just that the energy and blood in my body were shaken. It will be fine after it calms down."
Most of the power of Zhang Chen's punch was blocked by the body-protecting spirit gang, but it also shook his energy and blood.
There were many people present just now, so he held on and pretended not to be injured.
Duan Qianxiong suppressed the boiling energy and blood and said reproachfully, "Two such terrifying monsters appeared in the outer sect. Elder Gu only found out today that you, the elder of the outer sect, have neglected your duty!"
Gu Qingfeng smiled awkwardly and said, "Luo Qingchen has always been famous in the outer sect, but he has only revealed the tip of the iceberg. Today is the first time he has taken full action."
"As for Zhang Chen -" Gu Qingfeng thought for a while and said doubtfully, "I was unknown before, so I probably had an adventure recently, but strangely enough, I felt like I had lost my soul when I was defeated by Luo Qingchen in the assessment competition yesterday.
, I changed my mind today and made me look stupid."
Duan Qianxiong said with emotion, "Maybe it was because of the setback in yesterday's defeat that he awakened the special bloodline in his body; the power of his punch has exceeded the power limit of the body tempering realm, and it can only be the power of bloodline or special physique."
"Let's go, you and I go to the Xuanyang Hall to find the sect master. I want to give Zhang Chen a big surprise."
Duan Qianxiong couldn't wait to take Gu Qingfeng to Xuanyang Hall to fulfill his promise.
……
Mo Ya took Zhang Chen and ten people to the Treasure Pavilion to select martial arts and weapons.
According to the regulations of the Xuanyang Sect, disciples who have just entered the inner sect can each choose a low-grade Xuan-level martial arts technique and weapon.
With Mo Ya leading the way, there will be no waves along the way.
After everyone selected the martial arts, martial arts and weapons that suited them, Mo Ya took them to the deacon in charge of the inner sect, assigned them rooms, and then left.
Returning to the new assigned room, Zhang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the tempered dragon blood and rubbed it all over his body, then began to practice the "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique".
Refining five bottles of body-tempering dragon blood continuously.
Boom——
A strange dragon-like phenomenon appeared above Zhang Chen's head. It was ancient and vast, full of endless divine power.
The vision is absorbed into the body, and the "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique" breaks through to the fourth level.
"If it was the fourth level of dragon-elephant power, the punch just now could seriously injure the law enforcement elder." Zhang Chen recalled the punch he just hit Duan Qianxiong.
"The "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique" is a god-level exercise. After practicing to the thirteenth level, you can reach the Divine Emperor Realm. Now the power of the fourth level Dragon Elephant is equivalent to the Soul Palace Realm, but I haven't felt the body tempering yet.
The limit of the environment."
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, "If this emperor cultivates the "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique" to the thirteenth major perfection in the body-tempering realm, wouldn't it be the most perfect foundation in the world?"
With this crazy idea, Zhang Chen continued to immerse himself in practicing the "Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique".
Early the next morning, Zhang Chen was woken up by a knock on the door.
"Good morning, Junior Brother Zhang." He opened the door and Mo Ya said with a spring breeze on his face, "The Sect Leader asked me to take Junior Brother Lin to Xuanyang Hall."
"Deacon Mo, please lead the way." Zhang Chen didn't ask why the sect leader came to him, and followed Mo Ya to Xuanyang Hall without any surprise.
Xuanyang Hall is located on the top of Qingyang Peak. It is the main hall of Xuanyang Sect and is magnificent.
Zhang Chen followed Mo Ya all the way into the Xuanyang Hall without any obstruction. There were already twelve people inside. Except for a young woman in white with a weaker aura, the other eleven all had strong auras, at least at the Soul Palace realm. p>
"Greetings to the sect master and the elders, Junior Brother Zhang brought them here." Mo Ya bowed respectfully to the old man sitting in the middle.
The old man is Lin Zhengran, the leader of the Xuanyang Sect, a strong man at the second level of the Immortal Ascension Realm, and the only Immortal Ascension Realm in the hall.
"Zhang Chen has met the sect master and the elders." Zhang Chen also said.
"Mo Ya, please step back first."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Mo Ya exited Xuanyang Hall, and everyone looked at Zhang Chen.
The hall fell into a brief silence, and Lin Zhengran's old voice asked, "Zhang Chen, do you know why the sect master sent you here?"
Zhang Chen said with neither arrogance nor humility, "Disciple doesn't know, please ask the sect leader to clarify."
Lin Zhengran did not explain, but said to the woman in white behind him, "Qianxue, don't use your spiritual power to compare your sword skills with Zhang Chen."
Qianxue responded and walked to the middle of the hall and stood more than ten meters away from Zhang Chen.
Her knife is different from an ordinary long knife, but a scimitar, as curved as a crescent moon and as curved as a woman's willow eyebrow.
"Please enlighten me."
Qianxue pulled out the sword from its sheath, and the blade glowed with green light. The green light reflected the cold light, which was cold and dazzling.
"Please." Zhang Chen said calmly.
The scimitar is like the moon, the moon is like a hook, and the cold wind is cold.
It was summer, but Zhang Chen felt a chill.
The coldness came from the knife, and the knife came out like a spin, drawing an arc in the sky.
Before the sound of the knife arrives, the knife has already arrived.
A bright moon over the river.
Qianxue's sword is poetic, and the sword is like poetry, which makes people intoxicated.
Turning into a bright red in intoxication.
Zhang Chen did not draw his sword, but stretched out his two fingers.
Knife cold.
It's cold to the touch.
Hold the crescent-shaped knife between your fingers, and draw it from the tip to the handle, across the warm palm.
In an instant, the scimitar changed hands.
Qianxue was stunned, holding her right hand slightly, still holding the knife, but there was no knife in her hand.
Lin Zhengran and the ten elders were stunned at the same time. With their strength, they could clearly see how Zhang Chen snatched the blade with bare hands the moment Qian Xue's scimitar struck.
It was easy for them to defeat Qianxue, but no one could seize the sword instantly like Zhang Chen did.
This can only be achieved by absolute crushing on the path of the knife and by completely seeing through the trajectory of Qianxue's scimitar.
"Sect Master, can you speak now?" Zhang Chen played with the scimitar in his hand, looked at Lin Zhengran and said with a smile.
"Elder Gu said that your swordsmanship has returned to its original state, but this sect leader thought it was an exaggeration." Lin Zhengran sighed, "Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that Elder Gu still underestimated you."
"Yesterday Elder Duan and Elder Gu came to see me, praising you and Luo Qingchen as unparalleled evildoers, and summoned the ten elders to discuss promoting you to a true disciple."
"Today you are here to test whether you are qualified to become a true disciple."
"Congratulations on passing the examination. From now on you are the true disciple of Xuanyang Sect."
Lin Zhengran eloquently told Zhang Chen's purpose of coming, and then said to Qianxue, who was stunned, "This sword is a blow to you, and it is also a sharpening; there is no limit to the sword, don't forget the reason why you chose to practice sword skills in the first place."<
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After Qianxue heard Lin Zhengran's words, she recalled the first time she held a sword and drew it, and her eyes gradually regained their energy.
She is the granddaughter of Lin Zhengran. Her grandfather is a strong swordsman in the Immortal Realm, but she does not practice swordsmanship.
Because she likes knives.
Simply like it.
She has fallen in love with a knife since she first saw it as a child.
Her sword talent is not strong, and there are no strong swordsmen in Xuanyang Sect.
But she still resolutely chose the "knife" as her natal weapon.
All this is just because I like it.
So what if you fail?
So what if I get hit?
Isn’t it true that being able to see a truly stunning knife is what you like and pursue?
"Please give me some advice from Junior Brother Zhang."
Lin Qianxue bowed her hands respectfully to Zhang Chen and looked at him with bright eyes, full of passion.
She wanted to see Zhang Chen's sword skills.
Zhang Chen played with the Full Moon Scimitar, shook his head and said, "Your talent for swordsmanship is mediocre, and you are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship."
Lin Qianxue was not angry or retorted, but said firmly, "Qianxue is stupid and only practices swordsmanship because she loves swords."
Zhang Chen grabbed Lin Qianxue's wrist, looked at the thick calluses on her palms, and commented, "With your talent, it is indeed very difficult to achieve your current level of swordsmanship."
"Qianxue has no talent, so she can only make up for her weakness with hard work."
Lin Qianxue recalled that she had drawn swords and practiced swordsmanship again and again, and suffered a lot, but she never regretted it.
Zhang Chen let go of Lin Qianxue's wrist and handed the Full Moon Scimitar back to her.