Inside the house, Chen Zong completed the practice of the Tiger Roar Technique and quickly took out an energy pill and threw it into his mouth.
"Sixth time, almost complete."
After adjusting his breathing, he took out the Little Sword Sutra and looked at it from the first page. He found that although the contents of the Little Sword Sutra were not much, every time he read it carefully, he would always gain new insights. It was a wonderful feeling.
The door was suddenly knocked.
"Is Chen Zong here?" A vague voice came in, sounding a little anxious.
Putting down the Small Sword Sutra, Chen Zong quickly opened the door. There was a person standing at the door, it was Chen Yidao.
"Yidao, is there something wrong?" Chen Zong asked unhurriedly.
"It's an emergency, come here quickly." Chen Yidao took a few breaths and said quickly: "There are martial arts disciples from other families coming to challenge you. No one is an opponent. Moreover, he even named you to challenge you."
"Oh, who is it?" Chen Zong's eyes lit up.
Ever since Chen Fenghua and Chen Guzhan broke through and became warriors, Chen Zong has felt a little lonely. Anyway, the four of them were able to fight with him once or twice. If they were replaced by other clan hall warriors, even himself
No sword can stop it.
"Tang Junluo of the Tang family." Chen Yidao said quickly. He didn't know this person and didn't know how strong he was.
"Tang Junluo." Chen Zong's eyes were like sharp swords unsheathed, shining brightly.
This name was what Sister Yun told him. It was one of the people he needed to pay attention to. Chen Zong had expected to meet him some time, but he never expected that it would be at this time.
"Let's go." Chen Zong's steps were faster than Chen Yidao.
In the martial arts training ground, almost all the martial arts disciples of the Chen Family Hall were present, as well as Elder Xing. In addition, there were two strangers, one old and one young.
"Isn't Chen Zong here yet?" The young man is wearing a purple military uniform with a golden dragon embroidered on it, which is mysterious and noble.
"I've already gone to call him. By then, you will know what a master is." Chen Baiqi said angrily.
"I'm looking forward to it." The young Tang Junluo put his hands behind his back, looked like a king, and spoke calmly, as if he were superior. This made the martial arts disciples in the Chen family hall shocked and angry, but they were helpless because facts have proven that any one of them,
Neither of them could block the opponent's move, but the opponent didn't even use the weapon he was carrying.
Now, all expectations can only be placed on Chen Zong.
But why hasn't Chen Zong come yet? It's too slow and it's really annoying.
"Elder Tang Zhigu, the Tang family has produced a great junior." Elder Xing said with a smile, quite graceful. Competition among juniors in this race will happen from time to time, and the temporary victory or defeat is nothing.
"No, no, Jun Luo has only tempered his blood energy seven times now." Elder Tang Zhigu said pretending to be humble, but he emphasized the word "seven times", with a proud look on his face that made people look at that old face.
Give him a hard punch.
Elder Xing was shocked.
Seven times!
Since the establishment of the entire Chen Family Hall, no one has ever achieved this. I can't help but secretly sigh that the three wealthy families have different backgrounds and cannot be compared with the five major families.
"Is it possible that the martial arts disciples who challenge each family now are just to accumulate momentum and attack for the eighth time?" Elder Xing asked tentatively.
"That's right." Tang Junluo answered himself, his tone was calm, but you could still hear the pride contained in it.
After tempering the blood energy eight times, that is a level that no one has ever reached in the entire history of Fengwu City.
The conversation between Elder Xing and Elder Tang Zhigu was not concealed, and Chen Zong, who was coming, happened to hear it. In an instant, a powerful gaze came towards him, like the gaze of a king, which brought an inexplicable pressure to Chen Zong.
, making him feel excited involuntarily.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong's eyes immediately locked onto the other person. With just one glance, he knew that it was Tang Junluo, the genius of the Tang family.
The eyes were like lightning, and they collided instantly, as if countless sparks burst out, and everyone seemed to smell the smell of anxiety in the air.
"Chen Zong, come here." Elder Xing waved, and Chen Zong withdrew his gaze and walked over.
"He is Tang Junluo of the Tang family. He has tempered his blood energy seven times now. Moreover, Tang Junluo's natural strength exceeds the standard. At the peak of the third level of Qi and Blood Realm, he can have 700 kilograms of strength in one arm." Elder Xing said in a low voice:
"Our Chen family practices the Tiger Roaring Technique for tempering blood energy, while the Tang Family practices the Hidden Dragon Technique, which means the dragon lurks in the abyss and soars into the sky."
"Seven hundred pounds, seven times!" Chen Zong was surprised, but a trace of fighting spirit emerged from the deepest part of his heart.
"The most important thing in the practice of Hidden Dragon Technique is momentum. I am the king and everyone must retreat. The stronger the momentum, the better the training effect, and I can even break through my own limits." Elder Xing's voice can only be heard by himself and Chen Zong.
Listen clearly: "Tang Junluo has already defeated the powerful Li family, the powerful Zhao family, and the martial arts geniuses of the other four major families. He only needs to defeat you and the other talented martial arts disciples in Fengwucheng before he can accumulate enough momentum to attack for the eighth time and create
Fengwu City’s new record.”
"So he wants to use me as a stepping stone, so I will let him know that I am not a stone, I am an insurmountable mountain." Chen Zong said in a firm and sharp tone.
"Okay." Elder Xing couldn't help but cheer. Although he didn't think Chen Zong could defeat Tang Junluo, and there was even a high possibility of defeat, Chen Zong had such momentum that he admired very much.
You need to be so fearless to practice martial arts, and you need to be so sharp to practice swordsmanship.
"You are Chen Zong, take my punch first." Tang Junluo stepped forward and punched out with his body like a swimming dragon. The punch roared like a giant python coming out of its hole, and the breath was overwhelming. It was clearly the horned python boxing method learned in the foundation-building martial arts of the Tang family.
"You also take a punch from me!" Chen Zong did not draw his sword, but also punched out, transforming into a tiger and roaring, shattering the air.
Neither party has transferred their blood energy, and both the Horned Python Boxing and the Tiger Force Boxing have reached perfection.
Everyone seemed to see a giant python and a tiger fighting.
With a bang, the air shattered and the air flow stirred up, blowing dust into the air. Tang Junluo's figure swayed slightly, while Chen Zong took a small step back.
In terms of single-arm strength, Tang Junluo was 200 kilograms better than Chen Zong. In terms of martial arts level, both sides were equal. Chen Zong should have been directly repelled. However, Chen Zong had a fifty kilogram heavy iron piece in his left arm. Although it increased his burden,
But it also made him punch harder to a certain extent, so he only took a small step back.
"With your standard strength, you can block my punch and only retreat slightly, which is very good." Tang Junluo said in the tone of a senior master: "However, you are not as good as me."
"I'm practicing swordsmanship while you're practicing spears, and you haven't really made a move yet, so why not." Chen Zong retorted unhurriedly, unsheathing his iron sword and pointing it directly at Tang Junluo. His blood flow accelerated due to excitement.
"I will make you convinced of your defeat." Tang Junluo stretched out his hand and pulled out the weapon behind his back. It was two gun barrels. When he buckled it, it turned out to be a long gun with a length of 1.7 meters. The body of the gun was golden and engraved with dragon patterns. At first glance, it looked like
I know it is an excellent weapon, but in terms of quality, I don't know how much better it is than the iron sword in Chen Zong's hand.
With the golden dragon-patterned spear in hand, Tang Junluo's aura suddenly changed, as if he was a general who was killing ten in and out of the enemy army.
"My spear technique is called Hidden Dragon." Tang Junluo's voice seemed to carry an inexplicable power, putting pressure on everyone. He twisted his body and assumed a posture with his spear retracted, as if a hidden dragon was in the abyss, trying to fly away.
soaring.
"Please." Chen Zong put on the starting position of the Afterimage Sword Technique, and a smooth and harmonious flavor filled the air.
Then, Tang Junluo's figure flickered, a cold light bloomed in front of his eyes, and his gun shot out like a dragon.
Chen Zong's body swayed, the iron sword pierced the air, and the shadows of the swords crisscrossed in confusion.
Everyone widened their eyes and tried to see clearly, but the speed of the two men was too fast, and they could only see the blurry gun light and sword shadow, and they collided again and again.
With a long spear in hand, the perfect Qianlong spear technique is suitable for both near and far. Both the tip and the body of the spear can be used against the enemy, and can be changed freely.
The three realms of perfection are alternately displayed. There is me in you and you in me. The power is unpredictable.
"He actually practiced all three foundation-building sword techniques to perfection." Elder Tang Zhigu was surprised.
As a talented martial arts disciple of the Tang family, Tang Junluo has only perfected the two foundation-building martial arts of Horned Python Boxing and Hidden Dragon Spear. However, this martial arts disciple of the Chen family has three martial arts. No, counting the boxing skills performed by the talent above,
That's four doors.
"What an amazing understanding." Elder Tang Zhigu marveled again.
"Yes, although this boy's physical talent is average, his understanding is still good." Elder Xing laughed.
"No matter how good his understanding is, he is no match for Jun Luo." Elder Tang Zhigu snorted coldly.
"Haha, that's not necessarily the case." The outcome is uncertain, but Elder Xing will not give in.
Mastering the Qianlong Spear Technique can train 70% of the body parts, and is naturally more powerful than the Eagle Strike Sword Technique. Chen Zong used the three sword techniques to the extreme and was able to withstand Tang Junluo's spear technique attack. For a moment, he was indistinguishable.
Also benefiting from Chen Zong's continuous training of the basic eighteen postures and the three-character key of quickness, accuracy and stability, Chen Zong's reactions are faster and more flexible, and his sword is faster, more accurate, more stable and more arbitrary.
Fight, fight, fight!
The shadow of the gun swept across all directions, like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, flying straight into the sea of clouds, surging endlessly.
The sword light pierced the air, the shadows of the swords overlapped, and they were like swaying willow trees. They suddenly turned into an eagle and flew up, and then fell down in an instant.
Gradually, Chen Zong gained a new understanding of the three sword techniques. When he swung his sword, the differences between the three sword techniques seemed to gradually disappear, and they seemed to merge into one.
"The sword follows the movement of the heart, and the mind is penetrated. This boy has such a high talent for practicing swordsmanship." Tang Zhigu was once again surprised, and a little jealous, why such a genius is not in the Tang family.
Although he still believes that Chen Zong is not as good as Tang Junluo, with his talent in swordsmanship and training, he will definitely become a master of swordsmanship, which is very important to any family.
Tang Junluo was shocked in his heart. He originally thought that his own strength would be enough to defeat the opponent without losing his blood. However, he did not expect that the fight would end in a draw. Gradually, the opponent's swordsmanship seemed to be getting better and better.
The tendency to suppress oneself.
"Coiling Dragon Style!" He yelled lowly, holding the gun in both hands and spinning around to block Chen Zong's iron sword. Then, his blood and energy were transferred, and his skin turned red like a cooked prawn.
"Flying Dragon Style!" The spear danced and swept out in an instant. Under the terrifying force of 1,400 kilograms, it exploded with astonishing power. The sound was shocking, as if there was the roar of a giant beast, like a flying dragon soaring into the sky, shattering the clouds.