The three people exploded with energy and blood, displaying human-level martial arts without mercy. The light of the mountain sword was so powerful that it was like a giant knife falling from the sky. The direction of the light of the sword made people feel like they were about to be split open.
With the Thunder Stab Knife Technique, the blade seemed to emit a stunning bright light, like a trace of electric current. It made a hissing sound that made people's scalp numb. It pierced the air fiercely and stabbed Chen Zong.
Under the Little Upside Down Knife Technique, Xiao Wei's two swords were intertwined in a disorderly manner. He looked up but then down, looked left but then right. It was dizzying and it was impossible to distinguish between true and false. The speed of the sword was extremely fast. He picked up the sword.
The wind gusts, cutting wildly, trying to crush people.
Xiao Wei once used this technique to cut a leaf into ten parts of the same size.
The three swords struck from three sides and blocked the surrounding area, making it impossible for Chen Zong to dodge.
The sword flashed with light, and starlight seemed to appear from nothingness and descend into the world.
Lone Star comes out!
The lone star in the realm of Xiaocheng appeared, and the stars gradually shone brightly. They collided with the thunder-piercing sword technique and canceled each other out. Chen Zong waved his sword again, and the sword light struck diagonally. He knocked the long sword away and used a small palm strike.
The Dragon Subduing Hand pressed hard on Meng Yuanchong's chest.
With a bang, as if he had been defeated, Meng Yuanchong flew out, his face turned pale, and a trace of blood could not help but flow out from the corner of his mouth.
Using the Wind Step, his body seemed to be blown up by the wind, and he rushed out in the direction of Meng Yuanchong, causing the swords of Huang Biao and Xiao Wei to miss.
Meng Yuanchong rolled around and quickly stood up. He was furious, shouted loudly, and drew his sword again to kill Chen Zong.
"The Lone Star of Small Success is here!" Chen Chuyun's eyes flashed with joy, while Bai Yushan's eyes were full of gloom.
A sword shot out, the lone star reappeared, Meng Yuanchong flew out, and the long sword fell to the side.
Without Meng Yuanchong's attack, Xiao Wei and Huang Biao were helpless against Chen Zong.
Dodge, dodge, dodge!
"It's time to burn the incense." Li Zhenshi shouted loudly, and everyone looked at it. Sure enough, the stick of incense was burned out.
"Stop." Xu Zhantian said, Huang Biao and Xiao Wei had to stop, but their eyes were red and they wanted to peel off Chen Zong's skin and convulse.
"One stick of incense, I persevered." Chen Zong glanced at Xu Zhantian, looked at Bai Yushan and then at Xiao Hongfu, and said unhurriedly.
"You are just relying on your skills, how dare you fight me head-on?" Huang Biao roared angrily, but Chen Zong ignored him. Xu Zhantian frowned, his eyes were as cold as daggers, making Huang Biao's body involuntarily tremble.
, as if ice water was poured from the top of the head.
"Trash!" Xiao Hongfu glared at Xiao Wei: "Let's go."
"Wait a minute, if I don't last longer than one stick of incense, I will be severely punished, but I persisted, there is no reason to let it go." Chen Zong spoke, not slow but sharp, looking at it
Xiang Bai Yushan: "Senior Brother, other people slandered the disciples of Jian Yao Hall and openly made a fuss, which is tantamount to contempt for Jian Yao Hall and seriously damaged the reputation of Jian Yao Hall. Do you want to uphold justice?"
"Brother Xing Yaotang, should you uphold justice?" Chen Zong looked at the disciple of Xing Yaotang who had been silent.
When Bai Yushan heard this, he felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly, and his face was ashen.
What can he say, is he not upholding justice?
So, what do the disciples of Jian Yao Hall think of him?
Will my public prestige in Jianyaotang be greatly reduced?
"If you make a mistake, you should be punished." The disciples of Xing Yaotang looked at Bai Yushan, Xu Zhantian and Xiao Hongfu, and said word by word with a cold and stern voice.
"I'm sorry, I didn't investigate clearly." Xu Zhantian said, looking at Huang Biao and Meng Yuanchong, his voice was cold and stern: "Both of you, each of you will compensate Chen Zong fifty thousand white jade. As an apology, after you return, you will be locked up in a black room for three days.
sky."
Huang Biao and Meng Yuanchong trembled all over, their faces were ashen, they took out 50,000 white jade coins, like cutting off their flesh, and had to be confined in a dark room for three days. Fortunately, they could endure it with gritted teeth, but it was only for three days.
"Are you sure you dare to take it?" Xiao Hongfu stared at Chen Zong with gloomy eyes.
"Why don't you dare?" Chen Zong was not afraid to look at him.
"Very good, give it to him." Xiao Hongfu said to Xiao Wei.
When people disperse, the song may not end!
A summons not only failed to punish Chen Zong in the end, but instead allowed him to shine and get 150,000 white jade coins for nothing. Those who admired Chen Zong admired him even more, and those who hated Chen Zong were even more jealous.
Returning to the small courtyard, Chen Zong was in a good mood. When practicing his sword, the power of Qi and blood seemed to be affected and became more active.
…
"Yushan, in five days, it will be the day for Huanyun Swordsman to teach martial arts. Are you ready for the list?" the instructor of Jianyaotang asked.
"Ready." Bai Yushan took out a piece of white paper with thirty names listed on it.
The instructor took it and glanced at Bai Yushan: "There are ten places for new disciples, why is there no Chen Zong?"
Jianyaotang first knew about Chen Zong. It was what Qin Xinshi, the mentor of Wuyaotang, said that gave him his first impression. After that, he paid attention to it intermittently. He didn't know the specific things, but he vaguely knew that Chen Zong was one of the new disciples of Jianyaotang.
, one of the more outstanding ones.
This time Zhenwu Realm strongmen teach martial arts, Wuyao Hall, Bingyao Hall, Jianyao Hall, and Daoyao Hall each have thirty places, of which twenty are old disciples and ten are new disciples. The best ones are selected. The instructor feels that this Chen Zong
, should be able to enroll ten new disciples.
"Teacher, Chen Zong is indeed very capable." Bai Yushan praised first: "But this person is rebellious and disobedient to discipline, and his methods are a bit bad, with a bad character, and he openly contradicts the chief senior brothers of Di Yaotang, Xiao Hongfu and Dao Yao
Xu Zhantian, the chief senior brother of Jianyao Hall, as the chief senior brother of Jianyao Hall, I have the responsibility to keep things in check."
"In that case, the list has been decided. You have people on the list notify the people on the list to meet at Qiyao Hall on time at nine o'clock in the morning five days later. If you miss it, you will not be able to enter." The instructor nodded, trusting Bai Yushan.
"Okay." After Bai Yushan took the list, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he turned and left.
If Chen Zong obeys his discipline, one of the ten places will definitely be given to him. Unfortunately, this person is not on the same page as him.
As for Chen Chuyun, I originally planned to exclude her, but after thinking about it later, I couldn't do it. Chen Chuyun has been in Jianyao Hall for more than a year, and she is also very outstanding. The instructor has a certain understanding of her. It would be unreasonable for me to exclude her.
But it is enough to rule out Chen Zong. After listening to Huanyun Swordsman's martial arts lectures, he may gain some understanding. If he practices quietly for a while, he may be able to enter Tianyao Hall.
When the sword rises, it shines like a star, leaving the world alone.
The starlight dimmed and disappeared, and there was another sword hole on the wooden stake, and the incision was smooth.
"The advent of Lone Star has made us even more sophisticated." Chen Zong put away his sword and looked at the sword hole, thinking to himself.
"Brother, have you received the notice?" Chen Chuyun walked into the small courtyard and asked directly.
"What notification?" Chen Zong was confused.
"Five days later, Huanyun Swordsman, a strong man in the True Martial Realm, will give a public lecture on martial arts in Qiyao Hall. Each hall has a quota limit. Our Jianyao Hall has thirty places, twenty for old disciples and ten for new disciples.
Choosing the best, among the new disciples, no one can match you." Chen Chuyun explained simply.
"A strong man in the True Martial Realm!"
"Huan Yun Swordsman!"
"Talk about martial arts!"
Chen Zong couldn't help but gasp, and suddenly thought of the intermittent conversations he heard when he returned to Jianyaotang the day before yesterday, which seemed to be related to this matter.
It is a big deal for a strong person in the true martial arts realm to teach martial arts.
Even martial artists who are in the training realm will flock to it. You must know that those who can cultivate to the true martial realm have extremely profound martial arts accumulation, and their insights into martial arts and martial arts are also very in-depth and unique. Often people can understand a lot in just one sentence.
In particular, the true martial artist who is about to teach martial arts is also a Huanyun swordsman. You can tell that he is a sword practitioner at first glance. For sword practitioners, the effect is even more obvious.
If you can listen to a lecture on martial arts, it may be of great help to you.
"Sister, I did not receive the notice." Chen Zong said truthfully.
"It seems that Bai Yushan has not given you the quota." Chen Chuyun frowned.
"It's weird that he would give me the quota." Chen Zong shook his head. Although he and Bai Yushan didn't completely break up, they were still half in love. Bai Yushan must hate himself now. How could he give such a quota to himself?
: "Sister Yun, go listen and talk to me when you come back."
"That's the only way." Chen Chuyun nodded. Although he really wanted to fight for it, Bai Yushan would not agree and could only make useless efforts. Unless he surrendered to the other party, that was impossible.
Thinking about it, Chen Zong was actually very unwilling.
A strong man in the True Martial Realm teaches martial arts, or a swordsman teaches martial arts. Such an opportunity is very rare. If I miss it like this, I can't help but feel even more dissatisfied with Bai Yushan.
"Forget it, it's impossible for me to seek refuge in Baiyu Mountain." Chen Zong shook his head, dispelled the unwillingness in his heart, drew his sword, and started practicing again.
However, the swordsmanship was not as smooth as before. Chen Zong knew that even if he said he ignored it, he would still be affected to some extent. He simply stopped practicing swordsmanship and took out the small sword scripture to read it carefully.
I don’t know how many times I have read this Little Sword Sutra. Every word is engraved in my heart like a brand, but when I hold the book and read it, I feel wonderful.
Gradually, Chen Zong's heart truly calmed down, and the last trace of unwillingness disappeared.
The essence and blood elixir wine had not yet been brewed and was placed in the corner of the bedroom. Chen Zong resumed his daily routine.
Practice swordsmanship, practice true sword skills, practice physical training, etc.
There is slight improvement in swordsmanship every day, which is great, but the improvement in cultivation is very slow, even with the help of Red Blood Pills. The gap between the seventh and eighth levels of Qi and Blood Realm is obvious.
The seventh level to the eighth level is the transformation from the Small Zhoutian to the Great Zhoutian. It requires a step-by-step process. Even with external help, it cannot be achieved overnight.
The first level of physical training is progressing well. Chen Zong can feel that his body membrane has become more tough and elastic. Along with this, his body has also been slightly strengthened, and he has more physical strength and endurance.
Time flew by, and five days passed in a blink of an eye.
In the morning, Chen Zong finished practicing his sword and looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly and it was almost eight or nine o'clock.
"The martial arts lecture by the swordsman in the True Martial Realm should be about to begin. I really want to listen." Chen Zong couldn't help but think of this again, filled with longing in his heart.
It's a pity that I am just a small disciple in Jianyao Hall. I don't have much status and don't have much rights.
"Sure enough, only if you are strong enough can you attract higher attention." Chen Zong muttered to himself, took off his clothes, and began to practice the first level of physical exercise.