The third thousand one hundred and ninety-eight chapters do not accept apprentices
Jiang Chen raised his sword and stabbed, his movements were a bit random and his posture was not in place.
But at his level, it is no longer limited to the outside.
Snap!
An unexpected move occurred with a powerful sword strike that no one expected.
The sword Wen Zuo gave him broke apart and turned into countless fragments.
"ha."
Wen Zuo's eyes lit up and he sneered: "So this is the way of the sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, the falling fragments were lifted up by an invisible force, and then seemed to be swept into the air by a strong wind.
In the process, the fragments re-condensed into a sword edge.
The sword flower was then released.
Wen Zuo looked stunned and immediately drew his sword.
The sword was slashed out, and the top of the sword flower was separated by his blade.
Wen Zuo had a labored expression on his face, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.
However, given the potential energy of Jianhua, I believe it will dissipate soon.
Therefore, Wen Zuo's eyes revealed determination and enthusiasm.
Suddenly, there was a tinkling sound in his ears, coming from the edge of his sword.
Then, the fragments of the sword sputtered out and turned into sword brilliance, surrounding him from all directions.
Wen Zuo's expression changed drastically. He only had one sword.
It was too late to block, so he gritted his teeth and gathered all his divine power to form a defense around his body.
But Jiang Chen didn't make him feel so comfortable.
The defense was only a third of the way up when a swift sword blast shattered it.
The next second, Wen Zuo was attacked seven or eight times in succession.
Thanks to Jiang Chen dissipating his edge, Jianhua only collided, otherwise, he would have turned into a hornet's nest.
A righteous god who was more powerful than Yun Zhongke was easily defeated.
When the people in the square looked at Jiang Chen, they saw that there was indeed no shrine.
"You destroy your sword, what kind of swordsman are you?"
Wen Zuo landed in an awkward posture. Because he could not control his speed, cracks appeared in the green rock where he landed.
"Your sword cannot withstand the power of my sword."
Jiang Chen did not do it intentionally by destroying the sword.
The sword that defeated Wen Zuo was also a moment of wisdom.
"What's more, your sword was not destroyed."
Jiang Chen flicked his wrist, and all the sword blade fragments scattered in the air returned to the hilt in his hand, pieced together into a complete sword.
Not even a crack can be found on the sword's blade.
Everyone stared at the sword, but they didn't notice it.
It's as if the sword has never been destroyed.
"Creation, destruction."
In the distance, Mr. Ge saw this scene and thought about what Jiang Chen said that day, and his heart trembled.
"If this kid is given time and space, he will definitely be the master of this world in the future!" Mr. Ge sighed.
Not only was the sword restored, but the change in the sword just now was also due to the inspiration of the little black stone.
Wen Zuo took the sword back and explored up and down without giving up.
After finding nothing, he slashed at the bluestone next to him with his sword.
The sword wind roared, and the bluestone broke into two halves.
"In the ultimate world, he can still create something out of nothing and turn things around. Is this a guy who hasn't even opened a divine palace yet?" Wen Zuo thought to himself.
If they were in their respective universes, Jiang Chen's move wouldn't be unusual.
Every god can do this.
But, after all, the world is different.
All the rules here are different!
"Does anyone else have questions?"
Jiang Chen stood on the stage, no longer paying attention to the loser, and looked at the people in the square again.
There are subtle changes in everyone's expression.
If it was with the mentality of watching the fun before, now it is with surprise and expectation.
The gaze he looked at Jiang Chen became fanatical.
If you can learn a thing or two from Jiang Chen, you will benefit a lot.
"Elder, would you like to accept a disciple?"
In the crowd, a beautiful woman said softly.
"Elder? No one has ever called me that."
Jiang Chen didn't like this title very much, and originally wanted to correct him as Young Master, but he immediately thought of Heilong's disgusted expression.
"No disciples."
At the same time, Jiang Chen's words made the woman pout her mouth and look aggrieved.
"Sir, how can we practice the true Tao you mentioned in your words, and how can we successfully achieve it?"
"After all, our technique has been finalized. Do we still have a chance?"
Others would rather get practical experience from Jiang Chen.
"The experience of successful people will not suit everyone. My suggestion is that you start from scratch, give up the ultimate technique, and fight with one punch, one palm, and one sword by one sword."
"Of course, this will be very dangerous, but it does not mean that there will be gains in doing so."
Jiang Chen told this in advance so that no one would blame him for failure in the future.
Everyone nodded secretly, Jiang Chen's suggestion did sound quite reliable.
"Sir, may I ask about your experience? How much did it cost to get to this point?"
Someone asked curiously.
This question made many people raise their heads with curiosity on their faces.
"How much does it cost?"
Jiang Chen thought for a while and said: "I have experienced death six or seven times."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, some of them didn't react.
"But I have never been reincarnated."
Until Jiang Chen said his second sentence, the square seemed to explode.
"If you don't learn, you will die." Someone shouted excitedly.
Jiang Chen initially said that he had died six or seven times, but others thought he was reincarnated and did not take him seriously.
But what follows means that all the deaths Jiang Chen experienced were caused by others.
Die and live!
Finally, Jiang Chen told everyone about his knowledge and experience of kendo.
He didn't care how many people could understand, even in the process of narrating, his thoughts became clear.
By the time the lecture was over, most people didn't react.
"Sir, when is the next lecture?"
They quickly asked about the next time.
"Let's talk about it later."
Jiang Chen left everyone with a cool figure and left quickly.
People in the square also reluctantly dispersed.
Yun Lan was among them, looking at the expressions of the disciples around him, knowing that after today, Jiang Chen's reputation in Cangqiong Academy would skyrocket.
Then in the end he will be famous all over the world.
"Why was Wen Zuo defeated by a sword? He wasn't that weak, right?" At the same time, Yun Lan asked puzzledly.
She previously reminded Jiang Chen to be careful with Wen Zuo.
Who knew the result would be like this.
In fact, it's not that Wen Zuo is too weak, but that Jiang Chen's use of Little Black Stone's sword is too weird.
Not only did it hurt Wen Zuo, it also hurt Jiang Chen himself.
He left the square in a hurry and came to the bookstore.
With his fingers spread wide, the palm of the hand holding the sword was dark, as if stained with ink.
"You are immune to the curse, but the harm from Montenegro is still there."
Mr. Ge saw the general idea at a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought to myself that this was so right. If Jiang Chen could perfectly use the black stone, it would be too unreasonable.
"If I had used the Ten of Swords just now, this arm would have turned black, and then it would have dissipated like dried coal."
Jiang Chen added: "However, this is the Dharmakaya, it will be no problem even if the whole body dissipates."
It goes without saying that a sword that pays such a price must be powerful.