Chapter 61: Extreme Martial Arts Gathering the Wind and Clouds (Part 2)
(first update)
Chen Zong and Zhan Ying live in the same room, and their relationship is pretty good.
At the dinner party, the food was pretty good, not only delicious and rich, but also some good wine, and everyone enjoyed themselves.
"The day after tomorrow, the Four University Palaces will recruit disciples every three years. I feel a little nervous just thinking about it." Zhan Ying's tone was a little excited, and he immediately looked at Chen Zong: "Brother Chen, you don't look nervous at all.
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"There's nothing to be nervous about. What's supposed to come will come." Chen Zong smiled slightly.
"You have such a good attitude." Zhan Ying said with a smile, as if he was also a little influenced by Chen Zong and became less nervous.
After chatting for a while, Zhan Ying began to practice exercises to purify the power of Qi and blood as much as possible.
To break through from the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm to the Strength Training Realm, the first thing is that the power of Qi and Blood is pure enough. This requires time and energy to slowly polish, and there are almost no shortcuts.
In addition, the mental will must be strong enough.
Only by combining the two, using spiritual will as a guide, and extracting a new kind of power from the power of body and qi and blood, called internal strength, can one become a martial artist in the training realm.
Under normal circumstances, the power of qi and blood can only be gradually refined, and the spiritual will can only be slowly sharpened. After all warriors reach the peak of the ninth level of qi and blood realm, it often takes a year or more to settle.
Some warriors find it difficult to break through even in three or five years, while others are even worse and remain stuck at the bottleneck for ten to twenty years.
In terms of the purity of qi and blood, Chen Zong not only reaches but also far surpasses it. After all, no qi and blood can compare with pure yang qi and blood in terms of purity.
When he returned to Qiyao Martial Arts Academy, besides practicing, Chen Zong read various classics and continued to study himself. Finally, he came to the conclusion that if he wanted to break through to the realm of strength training, it would be more difficult than normal Qi and Blood.
The peak of the ninth level is even bigger.
After all, the power of his own Qi and blood is too pure. This kind of foundation is extremely powerful. The perfection of the Qi and blood realm and the cultivation of copper skin and steel bars have also made Chen Zong's physical strength far superior to ordinary warriors. If he wants to gain from this kind of
To extract inner strength from the body and pure Yang Qi and blood, one must have a very strong mental will.
Now, it's not enough.
"At least, the spirit and will must be integrated into one." Chen Zong said secretly.
Due to the perfection of Qi and Blood Realm, my spiritual will is gradually becoming more harmonious, but it is not yet truly harmonious, at least, it will take a few months.
There was no better way to temper his spirit and will, so he could only let it go, and Chen Zong concentrated on studying the swordsmanship.
The sword is my foundation. The more I practice, the more I feel this way.
In the middle of the night, Chen Zong finished his meditation, lay down to rest, and fell asleep quickly.
The night is as cool as water and the moonlight is faint.
The sky was slightly bright, and Chen Zong was already practicing swordplay in the large courtyard. It was just a very ordinary swordsmanship. Each sword looked slow and direct, with a clear trajectory, and it was clear at a glance. Ordinary warriors could not see anything false or true.
"What a superb swordsmanship." Gu Xiaolin was startled and paid more attention to Chen Zong.
The seemingly simple and direct swordsmanship seems to have a sense of skill but clumsiness, as if it is a return to nature. It is a bit exaggerated to say that, after all, even I have not reached that level, I just have a hint of that feeling.
However, after all, it is not a training state, it is not your opponent, and it does not require too much attention. This is basically what Liu Shuiyan and Yan Zhongzheng mean.
Chen Zong, who was ranked fourth, could only get some attention from them because of his swordsmanship skills, but the others did not have this qualification.
After all, the training realm and the qi and blood realm are two big realms with huge differences.
When Chen Zong practiced swordsmanship, he didn't care about other people's eyes, he just swung it casually, without anything specific. It was completely based on various foundation-building swordsmanship combined with the basic eighteen postures. The sword moved with his heart, and he was more looking for inspiration, so it seemed so simple and direct.
One sword and nine transformations have still not been smooth and harmonious to this day.
At this time, the closed door was pushed open, and eight people strode in one after another. Each of them had amazing aura fluctuations on their bodies, as if they were being hit by a strong wind, which was terrifying.
"You are the new disciples of this class. You look good. Three of you have reached the Strength Training Realm." The leader's eyes were sharp and overbearing. He swept them away. Only Gu Xiaolin, the three Strength Training Realm warriors and Chen Zong could compete with him.
Looking at each other, the others, even Qi Fei, unconsciously flinched under the gaze that contained spiritual will.
He showed off his power as soon as he came.
However, he was surprised to see Chen Zong not flinching under his gaze. He stared at Chen Zong and found that the other person's aura was harmonious, without any leakage, and he could not tell the depth. He could only be sure that the other person was in the Qi and Blood realm.
It is indeed good that a person in the Qi and Blood realm is not afraid of the oppression of his own spiritual will, but that's just it. After all, some warriors have stronger spiritual wills. Although it is rare, it is not surprising.
"You are...Zhang Tianchi!" Yan Zhongzheng frowned slightly. He felt that the other person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere. After thinking about it carefully, a name flashed in his mind.
Among the twenty-nine disciples of Tianyao Hall, Yan Zhongzheng is indeed the oldest. At the age of twenty-two, he entered Tianyao Hall more than half a year earlier than the others, which was just before and after the recruitment of disciples in the four major palaces.
The last Tianyao Hall disciples also had more than twenty people participating, but in the end, less than ten entered the four university palaces, and more than a dozen were eliminated, and Zhang Tianchi was one of them.
Now look at the other seven people behind Zhang Tianchi. They do look familiar. They are all disciples of the previous Tianyao Hall.
Their age is now at most twenty-four years old.
After being eliminated that year, their names are still hanging in Qiyao Martial Academy, and they can continue to stay in Tianyao Hall, but Tianyao Hall will no longer provide any resources and must rely on themselves, so that group of disciples choose
Leave and go out to experience.
Now three years have passed, some of them died in the process of training, and some were overage. Only Zhang Tianchi and other eight people are still alive and meet the conditions. Naturally, they are not willing to miss such a grand event.
Chen Zong discovered that six of the eight disciples from the previous session were at the Jinjin level. Although the other two were not, the aura they emitted fluctuated very strongly, reaching the peak of the Qi and Blood realm. Compared with
An ordinary warrior at the ninth level of the Qi and Blood Realm, I don't know how strong he would be.
It seems that the other empty rooms in this courtyard are prepared for these people.
These eight people have also officially settled in the small courtyard, waiting for tomorrow's grand event. Although they are strangers, they are all disciples of Qiyao Martial Academy and Tianyao Hall in name. There is no conflict between them, so naturally they will not
What kind of conflict arises?
There is just something that makes people feel uncomfortable. These eight people may feel that they and others are in the previous class, or may be because of their higher cultivation. When they look at Chen Zong and others, they always look condescending and speak in a condescending manner.
His tone also had a commanding tone.
Of course, the same cannot be said for Gu Xiaolin and the other three. These three are all first-level warriors at the Jinjin Realm. This is their first time participating. They will most likely enter the Four Academy Palaces, so they should not be underestimated.
"Your name is Chen Zong." One of the two Qi and Blood Realm warriors among the eight people, named Wang Minghua, casually walked up to Chen Zong who was practicing swordsmanship casually with seemingly scattered footsteps. His eyes were a bit condescending and he said casually: "I heard that you
Not long after entering Tianyao Hall, I challenged the fourth player on the ranking list and successfully defeated him. His talent is very good."
"Is something wrong?" Chen Zongjian paused and his tone was neither high nor low. If the other party spoke nicely, Chen Zong would naturally not be so cold.
"It's nothing, I just want to see if there is any bragging." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Minghua directly pulled out the long knife from his waist. The light of the knife was cold, like a sword, and he slashed at Chen Zong in the blink of an eye.
He drew his sword and chopped it down in one go, in the blink of an eye.
Soon, without any hesitation or unnecessary movements, everything was aimed at killing the opponent. It can be seen that three years of experience have honed Wang Minghua's sword skills to a very terrifying level.
With such a sword, a person at the ninth level of the Ordinary Qi and Blood Realm would be unable to dodge, let alone defend himself, and would be killed immediately.
It's just not enough for Chen Zong.
With a flash of footsteps, he easily avoided Wang Minghua's sword, and there was a flash of frost-like sword light passing in front of his eyes, and a chill came over him.
"Something capable." Wang Minghua was a little surprised. Although three years ago, he was only ninth on the ranking list. Although in the past three years, his cultivation level was still at the peak of the ninth level of Qi and Blood Realm, but three years of life and death experience, he
His qi and blood are extremely pure, and his spiritual will has reached a high level. Soon, he will be able to break through the shackles, refine his inner strength, and enter the realm of strength training.
Three years of experience, more importantly, honing his sword skills, reaching the pinnacle of his level of martial arts. He usually makes the sword faster and more concise, and everything is focused on killing the enemy.
It can be said that there are obvious differences between warriors who have experienced life and death. Even if they have the same level of cultivation, life and death will be very clear in battle.
Not only did Chen Zong avoid it easily, he even counterattacked with a sword that was so fast that it almost exceeded his own reaction speed. Of course Wang Minghua was shocked.
The sword light rolled back, like a scattered wind blade cutting into Chen Zong's side.
Chen Zong flicked his wrist, and after all the wind of the sword was shattered, a point turned into a cold star and pointed at Wang Minghua. He was quick, accurate and steady, using it to the extreme. There was no way to dodge, so Wang Minghua reluctantly closed the sword and laid it in front of him.
With a clang, sparks flew away, and a terrifying force burst out, which seemed to penetrate the blade of the sword and hit his face. Wang Minghua's expression changed drastically. The power contained in it also impacted continuously, causing Wang Minghua to take three steps back in succession.
"Not bad, not bad. This strength is much better than mine back then." Wang Minghua's face changed, then he squeezed out a smile and sheathed his sword. The fight between the two just now was seen by many people, but neither of them used their first-level martial arts.
, it was just a very simple move, adapting to changes, but Wang Minghua was at a disadvantage, and he spoke in a directive tone.
Chen Zong did not respond. After all, the two sides had not yet started a real fight, and they had not really angered Chen Zong, otherwise there would be blood.
As soon as Wang Minghua left, some people started talking, and they all expressed contempt for Wang Minghua. After all, after Wang Minghua and another Qi-Blood Realm came, they had already defeated many people in a short period of time, and they sounded condescending.