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In the early morning, the morning sun rises slowly, and the golden-red light fills the small lake.
Beside the lake, a man was practicing his sword, and the sword reflected the sunlight, making it somewhat dazzling.
A sword pierced the air violently, rushed out, and coordinated his body steps. After sweeping the iron sword in the sky, it slashed forward heavily without stopping, taking advantage of the momentum to dance, like a butterfly sword piercing through flowers.
Just before the shadow of the sword dissipated, a sword suddenly thrust out at an astonishing speed, three times in a row.
Immediately, the iron sword was quickly retracted, and after a slight pause, all the strength rushed to his right arm. The veins on the back of his hand protruded, and the force exploded through the sword body instantly, and it stabbed out fiercely, as if to smash all obstacles in front of it.
The rushing sword style, the ring sword style, the cutting sword style, the chaotic sword style, the swift sword style, the exploding sword style, continuous execution, and sword body steps are all coordinated into one.
"It took me five days to finally master the Eight Forms of Real Sword to the basics." Chen Zong sheathed his sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a smile on his face.
The difficulty of practicing the eight movements of Zhenjian is several times higher than that of Huli Fist. Especially the coordination of the sword, body and steps must be perfect, and there is not even a slight difference. In the past, Chen Zong estimated that he would have to practice hard for more than a year.
Only then is it possible to get started. Now, after cutting the pulse and cleansing the marrow, everything is different.
Every time he practiced, he could feel the gentle trembling of the sword tip in the space between his eyebrows, and the cool breath made his mind extremely clear, allowing him to better understand the sword technique, control his body better, and his training efficiency increased many times.
"The Eight Forms of True Sword are a small achievement that can train 60% of the body parts. The training speed is obviously better than that of Dacheng Peak Tiger Force Boxing, but it still won't allow me to break through to the third level of Qi and Blood Realm in the next twenty days."
Chen Zong looked forward, which was the direction of Fenghou Forest: "Perhaps, I should enter Fenghou Forest to look for herbs to replenish blood energy, and hunt some beasts by the way. Eating more animal meat is also good for cultivation."
With this thought, Chen Zong immediately strode towards Fenghou Forest.
Fenghou Forest is some distance away from Xiaohu Town. Chen Zong kept running at a constant speed all the way. It took him a full hour to reach the forest. The wind blew and whistled, as if many wild animals were roaring, hence the name.
After resting for a few minutes and regaining his strength, Chen Zong walked into the Wind Roaring Forest with his sword in hand.
Fenghou Forest is a large area, with thick trees and luxuriant branches. The sunlight is blocked and the light becomes dim, like dusk. However, after experiencing the adventure, Chen Zong's eyesight is better and it is not greatly affected.
There was a roar of wind outside the forest, but it was quiet in the forest. Only the insects chirped softly, making this silence like a picture scroll.
I searched carefully everywhere for a long time, but I couldn't find any herbs, not even a rabbit.
"It seems that the outer areas of the forest have been searched many times, so we can only go deep into the forest." Chen Zong said to himself, looking deep into the forest with a cold expression.
Fenghou Forest is located at the foot of Fenghou Mountain. Monsters may appear at the border with Fenghou Forest. Without the strength of a warrior, encountering monsters will lead to death.
In the middle section of the forest, there are snakes, insects and beasts, wolves, tigers and leopards running rampant. Even with Chen Zong's cultivation level, it is very dangerous.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong stepped forward and walked resolutely into the forest. His alertness was raised to the highest level, his eyes were staring ahead, and his blood was flowing all over his body, ready to go.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement on the right. Chen Zong caught a glimpse of a white shadow from the corner of his eye. He subconsciously drew his sword and stabbed out, but it only cut off a few white hairs. It was a rabbit, and it was very fast. Chen Zong quickly chased after it, but the rabbit got in.
Inside the tree hole, I had no choice but to give up.
A hint of coolness made my skin crawl and my hair stand on end. Without any hesitation, I slashed upward with the iron sword. The sword light was dim, and with a pop, a flying snake was cut off and fell into the distance.
Looking at the still twisting brown body and the triangular head, Chen Zong took a breath of cold air, his heart was beating wildly and he was terrified, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He recognized that this was called a withered snake, not a monster.
But the poison is so shocking that even a strong cow will die in just a few minutes after being bitten, and even a warrior cannot last long.
"Sure enough, it is dangerous everywhere." Chen Zong calmed down, but did not have the slightest fear. On the contrary, an unprecedented impulse made him continue to go deep into Fenghou Forest. It was a kind of courage that sprouted to face difficulties and challenges, but his stomach was not full.
A grunting sound.
"It turns out that I have been here for so long. Let's go back first and come back tomorrow." Chen Zong touched his belly and exited Fenghou Forest. When he exited, he still maintained a high degree of vigilance.
When he went back, he walked slowly, thinking that if he wanted to go home, he would pass by the small lake first, but Chen Zong saw a brown figure standing by the small lake.
"Chen Dalei..." His brows furrowed slightly, but Chen Zong strode over without fear.
Chen Dalei, like Chen Zhongjie, is Chen Zhigang's lackey, but Chen Dalei's cultivation has reached the third level of Qi and Blood Realm, and he also practices Tiger Force Boxing, so his strength is much stronger than Chen Zhongjie's.
"I wonder if I can defeat Chen Dalei with my current strength?" Chen Zong thought to himself.
In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as Chen Dalei, but in terms of Tiger Force Boxing, he has reached the peak of Dacheng, while Chen Dalei is at the peak of Xiaocheng. One minus and one plus plus, it is hard to say if he has not beaten him.
"Chen Zong, you kept me waiting for an hour." Chen Dalei, who was strong and strong, shouted at Chen Zong with his eyes wide open, taking the lead.
"That's your business." Chen Zong was not shocked, but said with a smile.
"You injured Chen Zhongjie and threatened Brother Gang and me. This debt should be settled." Chen Dalei roared, took a step forward, and ran towards Chen Zong with a fierce momentum and a fierce face, like a head.
Angry tiger.
The tiger's claws rise, a punch is prepared, and the power of the third level of Qi and Blood realm is condensed in it.
"Just in time to try the eight moves of the real sword on you." The thought flashed across Chen Zong's mind. He spread his legs forward and back, with his right leg slightly bent in front and his left foot bent more in the back. Most of the center of gravity was on the left foot, and the back heel was lifted.
Get up, use the soles of your front feet as support, tighten the muscles of your left leg to the extreme, turn your body slightly to the left and lean forward, hold the iron sword close to your waist with your left hand, and gently move the five fingers of your right hand.
Sword-folding style!
This is the starting position of Shin Sword Eight Posture.
With cold and stern eyes and piercing pupils, Chen Dalei could clearly see every expression and movement, and he silently calculated the distance between the two parties in his heart.
"Hey!" He exhaled and spoke with spring thunder. Chen Dalei's right fist was fierce and about to be punched out. If he was hit by a punch, he would definitely suffer internal injuries.
Exhaling a breath, he quickly clasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand. He kicked his left foot hard as if it was about to break the ground. His waist suddenly twisted to the right, driving a tyrannical force straight through his right arm. The iron sword was unsheathed and jarring.
The sound of friction was still echoing in my ears, and the sword had already slashed forward, cutting through a half-moon.
Sword drawing style!
Chen Dalei was frightened and stopped quickly. He only felt a chill in his chest. The brown military uniform was cut open, and the tip of the sword almost touched his chest, leaving a thin mark with blood oozing out.
The iron sword was pointed directly at Chen Dalei, and Chen Zong's face was filled with coldness.
"Chen Zong, don't use the sword if you have the ability." Chen Dalei took a few steps back, shocked and angry. He was shocked.
"It's my skill to be able to use a sword." Chen Zong was very calm.
"You..." Chen Dalei pointed at Chen Zong angrily, his face flushed with anger, his breathing rapid and his chest heaving violently: "Put down the sword and let me punch you, or else you will be killed if Brother Gang takes action himself."
"Go back and tell Chen Zhigang that I will participate in the martial arts battle in the near future. When the time comes, I will have a showdown with him." Chen Zong shouted coldly.
"Okay, since you are so overestimating your capabilities, let Brother Gang take care of you." Chen Dalei laughed angrily, pointed at Chen Zong, took a few steps back and turned to leave.
Sheathing his sword, Chen Zong touched his belly again, turned and walked towards home: "It's time for dad to come back, I have to cook first."
His own changes could not be hidden from his father, who once reached the seventh level of Qi and Blood Realm.
Chen Zong made up a reason. One night, after he finished practicing boxing and looked at the moon in a daze, a senior expert passed by and gave him a fruit. Not only did he replenish his innate blood and energy, but also made his cultivation level reach the level of energy.
On the second level of the Blood Realm, he also taught him the Tiger Force Boxing Technique, and finally taught him a Foundation-Building Sword Technique.
It sounds very mysterious and difficult to believe, but Chen Zhengtang believes it because he has heard of similar things. According to his words: Since such a lucky person exists, why can't he be my son.
Since Chen Zhengtang believed it, Chen Zong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the less people knew about that overnight adventure, the better. Chen Zong couldn't explain why based on his current experience, it was just an intuition.
After washing rice and cooking, his father hadn't come back yet. Chen Zong pulled out a simple black wooden box covered with fine cracks from under the bed, opened the box and took out a scroll, unfolded it and laid it flat on the table.
In an instant, there seemed to be a roar, and a fierce tiger leapt onto the scroll.
"Tiger Descending the Mountain"!
After my father learned that Chen Zong’s Huli Boxing had reached its peak, he rummaged through the box and found it. It was hidden deep inside. According to what Dad said, it was made by a friend who had practiced the Huli Boxing to perfection. It is quite charming. Maybe
It was helpful to Chen Zong.
When he said that, Chen Zong noticed a flash of pride on his father's face, as if a child had snatched a toy.
Looking at the scroll carefully, the black and white are clear, the strokes are very simple, but have a unique charm and extraordinary brushwork. Under the simple outline, there is a steep mountain with a tiger running and leaping down from the mountain. It is lifelike and has a spiritual charm.
Come out through the paper.
At the signature, there are three characters Chen Liwei, which are vigorous and powerful and penetrate three inches of the paper.
Whenever he has free time in the past few days, Chen Zong will take out the picture scroll and look at it carefully. He really has a deeper understanding and understanding of Huli Boxing, and he is also more proficient in Huli Boxing. On the basis of the original, there are some small improvements.
There is progress, but there is still no clue about the state of perfection.
"Great achievements are easy to come by, but perfection is hard to find." Chen Zong said secretly: "I wonder how this senior Chen Liwei mastered the Tiger Force Boxing to perfection?"
"It would be great if I could ask this senior for advice in person. Maybe I can find inspiration faster and make a breakthrough."
After muttering, Chen Zong put aside this idea and focused on the picture of the tiger descending the mountain, carefully savoring the unique charm contained in it.
As he looked at it, he felt that he seemed to see something in it, but he couldn't catch it. The feeling of being neither up nor down was really uncomfortable.
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"You said he wants to challenge me?" Chen Zhigang, who was wearing a green military uniform and with a strong body, turned his back to Chen Dalei, put his hands behind his back and raised his head to the sky.
"Yes." Chen Dalei nodded vigorously.
"You're just a bug, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?" Chen Zhigang sneered: "Dalei, let your brother take action and let him lie down for ten days and eight months as punishment for challenging me.
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"Okay, I'll go find my brother right now." Chen Dalei clenched his fists, his face full of excitement. His brother's cultivation has reached the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm, and he is a warrior.