Returning to the sect, Zhan Chen heard others discussing his affairs along the way, and even some unfamiliar outer disciples greeted him. The feeling of being respected was extraordinary, and Zhan Chen's heart also rose out of thin air.
A sense of pride.
At this moment, he heard two outer sect disciples talking on the roadside. One of them said: Hey, have you heard that guy from Blue Star has also passed the outer sect examination this time and is about to join our outer sect.
Another member of Blue Star frowned when he heard the name and said: That noble young master only knows how to bully others, and he will definitely do no good if he enters our outer gate.
Isn't it? From now on, our outer door will be lively. When we see him, we have to be careful. It's easy for a gentleman to deal with, but it's hard to guard against a villain.
Stop talking, let's see who comes
The two people talking looked at Zhan Chen in unison, then they stopped talking and left in a hurry.
Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, and continued to walk forward. He had no intention of caring about Blue Star. The most important thing for him now was how to acquire more martial arts skills and how to break through to the realm of a martial artist.
However, just because he doesn't care about others doesn't mean that others have forgotten him. When he walked downstairs to his dormitory, he heard a strange and familiar voice coming from beside him: Zhan Chen, stop here
Zhan Chen stopped and turned around to look, and found that the person who stopped him was Lan Xing, the eldest master Lan. He was accompanied by two outer disciples from the 12th level of martial arts, who seemed to be his followers, so
Smiling slightly, he saluted and said, "Mr. Lan, your injury has healed."
You Lanxing's eyes widened and he pointed at Zhan Chen with his finger. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
At this time, the two bastards nearby couldn't help but say: "Stop, why did you talk to Mr. Lan?"
Zhan Chen was not intimidated by their majesty. He looked at them calmly and said: There are no slaves in our sect, we are all just brothers.
At this time, Blue Star spoke: Zhan Chen, don’t show off your words, how about we go to the martial arts training ground to compete?
Mr. Lan, didn't we have a battle last month? At that time, I was only a tenth-level martial artist, and you couldn't defeat me. Now that I'm a twelve-level martial artist, you are no match for me.
Huh, who knows what despicable tricks you used. I won’t admit that if we fight again in that battle, I will definitely make you lie on the ground and beg for mercy.
Zhan Chen looked at Lan Xing's furious look and suddenly felt bored. He was about to turn and go upstairs. Suddenly, he changed his mind. He turned around and said with a smile: "You asked me to compete with you, will I do it?"
Is there any luck?
What do you want to bet on
If I can beat you, you have to give me a swordsmanship book of yellow rank and above.
What if you lose?
Without saying anything, Zhan Chen turned around and made a gesture to go back upstairs.
Good boy, I bet you on the technique. I got it right. Lan Xing couldn't help but scream. He wanted to trample Zhan Chen under his feet.
Zhan Chen turned around and said: I want to see your bet first.
At this time, he saw Lan Xing's hand touching a brocade bag on his waist. Zhan Chen's pupils couldn't help but shrink. Could this be the Qiankun bag?
Sure enough, Lan Xing took out a book from his Qiankun bag, shook it towards Zhan Chen, and showed off: Look, the yellow-level middle-grade sword technique Jiyu sword technique, bumpkin, you haven't seen it before, this is just a
I eliminated it
A trace of desire flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes, and he said: Well, I have fought this battle.
So the two of them walked towards the Dou Wu Academy. Although the Golden Elephant Sect advocates competition among disciples, it opposes private fights. Especially for intra-sect duels, you need to apply to the Dou Wu Academy.
Zhan Chen accompanied Lan Xing to Dou Wuyuan, and Tang Chuan happened to be there, so the two met again. Tang Chuan was stunned when he saw the two of them, then smiled and said: Zhan Chen Lan Xing, what are you doing here?
Blue Star said first: I want to compete with this guy
Tang Chuan glanced at him, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and thought to himself: What a domineering guy.
Zhan Chen bowed and said: Elder Tang, your Majesty, Blue Star is not satisfied with the result of our last competition and wants to compete with me again, so the two of us have come here to apply for a competition.
Oh, there is such a thing. It just so happens that I have free time today. Otherwise, I would be the referee for your fight. Tang Chuan said with great interest.
He was not interested in all his disciples, but he was particularly interested in Zhan Chen. In the final stage of the martial arts competition, he could not mistake the blow Zhan Chen unleashed. It was the power of Xuan-level martial arts. Yes, Xuan-level martial arts are generally only qualified to be used by martial masters.
According to previous intelligence analysis, Zhan Chen was a man with no power to rely on, but he showed so many miraculous things that Tang Chuan vaguely felt that there was a secret hidden in him.
Lan Xing and Zhan Chen were both stunned. It was unique that the elder was interested in watching a competition between outer disciples.
Lan Xing was even secretly proud: Could it be that Tang Chuan is also afraid of my grandfather's strength?
So the three of them walked towards the martial arts training ground together.
Zhan Chen competed with Lan Xing, and Elder Tang Chuan actually wanted to watch the battle in person. The news spread like wildfire, and all the nearby disciples who had free time came to watch. One was the champion of this month's martial arts competition, and the other was an elder of the sect. His beloved grandson, many disciples even started betting on who would be better.
The martial arts training ground was bustling with excitement, but Zhan Chen and Lan Xing were at war with each other. Lan Xing pointed his sword at Zhan Chen's nose and said: Zhan Chen, you won't be so lucky this time. My qualifications and abilities, what I have The secrets and techniques are much better than yours.
Zhan Chen smiled slightly and replied: No matter how many times I come, the result is the same.
Lan Xing was furious. He took mysterious steps with his feet and advanced swordsmanship in his hands. He rushed towards Zhan Chen and slashed his face with one sword. Zhan Chen used his sword to offset each other and fought with him.
Gradually, Lan Xing's footwork became faster and faster, and his sword moves were like a goddess scattering flowers.
It became more and more difficult for Zhan Chen to deal with it, and he gradually couldn't keep up with Lan Xing's sword speed. He thought to himself: If he doesn't have a powerful sword technique, he will suffer.
On the other hand, Lan Xing's sword moves became more and more fierce, and he smiled arrogantly and said: Country bumpkin, it really doesn't work anymore, I'll use this move to defeat you.
Zhan Chen was alert, and when he saw Lan Xing parrying his sword, he suddenly stabbed his chest with the sword and gathered his energy, making it three minutes faster than a normal sword move.
Seeing that Zhan Chen was about to avoid it, he blinked slightly and his body suddenly twisted in an incredible way to avoid the sword that seemed to be a sure hit.
Now Zhan Chen's use of the Eye of Tao has reached a state of ease, and has even become an instinct. During the battle, if someone hadn't paid special attention to his eyes, he would not have noticed this little move.
On the other side, Lan Xing used too much force and threw his sword into the air. The door opened for a moment, leaving his chest to Zhan Chen.
Zhan Chen smiled slightly, concentrated all his strength on his left fist, and punched Lan Xing hard on the chest.
With a bang, several of Blue Star's side bones were broken, and he let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. His body flew into the air, fell heavily to the ground, and slid back for more than ten meters. This time he
The injury was more serious than last time
The situation was so similar. Blue Star was defeated in the same way both times. He was so angry that he almost fainted.
Zhan Chen did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but stood aside and smiled, waiting for him to get up from the ground.
Lan Xing tried to struggle, but just halfway up, a sharp pain hit him, and he fell to the ground again.
At this time, I heard Zhan Chen say: Mr. Lan, are we coming again?
Blue Star hated her so much that her teeth almost broke, and she had to squeeze out a few words from between her teeth: I give up.
Zhan Chensheng Tang Chuan stood up and announced with a smile.
Blue Star's two followers hurriedly ran onto the field, helped Blue Star up, and were about to walk down to the martial arts training ground.
At this time, I heard Zhan Chen calling from behind: Mr. Lan, you seem to have forgotten something.
Lan Xing paused, took out the Swift Rain Sword Technique from the Qiankun Bag, threw it to Zhan Chen from a distance, and then walked away without looking back with the support of his followers.
Zhan Chen happily looked at the secret book in his hand and thought: Although this Blue Star is not a good person, he is really his good boy. Now he has all the sword skills and footwork. If he is really sleepy, someone will bring him a pillow.
Putting away his sword skills, he no longer hesitated, leaving everyone behind and hurried back. Now he had to retreat quickly to learn the sword skills.
What he didn't know was that Tang Chuan was watching his back from a distance.
Ten days later, on a meadow, Zhan Chen stepped on the wind step and danced the rain sword in his hand. His momentum was really like a violent wind and rain. Wherever he passed, sand and rocks were flying; the sword in his hand was dotted with cold stars, like dense rain.
This is the characteristic of the Swift Rain Sword. The sword moves are closely connected. Although the attack range is small, the sword is released very quickly, making the enemies caught in it exhausted and out of breath.
No matter how skilled an opponent is in martial arts, as long as he is suppressed by the Swift Rain Sword, there will always be a moment when a flaw is revealed and he cannot escape the fate of being defeated.
After finishing a set of swords, Zhan Chen couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream. He still felt that he was still unfinished, and his chest burst with pride. He was finally no longer afraid of any opponents of the same level.
After calming down, Zhan Chen thought that it took me ten days to truly master the key to the Swift Rain Sword. It took more time than it took to practice the Storm Step. It seems that the difficulty of practicing the middle-level Huang-level technique is much higher than that of the Storm Step.
Low grade yellow grade.
He couldn't help but think of the time when he practiced the Thunder Collapsing Sword Technique, and it took him several months to become truly proficient.
It seems that the higher the level of a martial skill, the longer it will take to master it. Advanced martial arts cannot be mastered casually. Zhan Chen finally came to such a conclusion.
It was time to break through to the realm of martial arts. Zhan Chen had always been fascinated by the realm of martial arts, but he couldn't figure it out. He was eager to break through and find shortcuts, because hatred was the biggest driving force for him to move forward.