Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 2 Revenge
"If you want to get better martial arts and more time to practice, you must continue to complete tasks."

Shi Xiaole thought for a while, but in the end he didn't impulsively trigger tasks to the system.

His current martial arts skills are low, it would be fine if he can trigger a one-star mission, but if he is lucky and triggers a five-star mission, it would be ridiculous.

What's more, who knows how difficult the one-star mission is.

In short, there is no rush in this matter, otherwise it will kill people.

Shi Xiaole can't gamble.

After a lot of tossing, it was already late, so he hurried to the kitchen of the Sword Painting School to have dinner, then returned to the house, sat cross-legged on the bed, with five hearts turned to the sky, and began to meditate on the basic martial arts of the Sword Painting School.

After a while, an invisible wisp of white air emerged from Shi Xiaole's nostrils, surrounding him like a small snake.

And in his feeling, there is a gust of energy in the body, following the route of the mind, it is transported to the place an inch or three below the navel, which is what ordinary people call the lower dantian.

The realm of martial arts in this world is said to break the three pills, break the three barriers, and pass the three yuan.And the state of storing qi is the first state of breaking the three pills.

"It's strange. According to the memory of the original owner, raising two small realms in one year is considered a middle-level figure in the Sword Painting School. Why is it so easy for me to do this with luck?"

An hour later, Shi Xiaole opened his mouth and took a breath, waking up from his trance.

He has a feeling that it won't be long before he can break through to the third level of Qi storage.Shi Xiaole judged that this was not due to the accumulation of the original owner, or it was only part of the reason.

The bigger reason lies in himself.

"Soul fusion, so practicing martial arts is twice the result with half the effort?"

Shi Xiaole talked to himself.

"Forget it, anyway, it's a good thing. I can't figure it out for now, so why bother to explore so much."

A little tired, Shi Xiaole simply stopped thinking, blew out the candle in the room, undressed and fell on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

All night.

At dawn the next day, Shi Xiaole had finished washing, and began to practice Huashan swordsmanship in the courtyard, and also practiced the basic swordsmanship of the Painting Sword School a few times.

This is the advantage of being a direct disciple. With an independent courtyard, you don't have to worry about being disturbed.

Unfortunately, the calm was quickly broken by a few uninvited guests.

boom!
The gate of the courtyard was kicked open and hit the wall, and a few arrogant disciples of the Sword Painting School walked in.

Shi Xiaole stopped and stared at them.

"Yo, Junior Brother Shi is so hardworking! When others are still sleeping, you get up and practice. You are really a master of martial arts."

The leader was seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and thin. When he said this, everyone else laughed.

"It's not easy for a few of you, for the sake of my subordinates, get up so early."

Shi Xiaole's voice was flat.

In my memory, it was these few people who bullied the original owner all year round, sometimes single-handedly, sometimes in groups, and they simply regarded bullying the original owner as a joy in life.

But the original owner is stoic and withdrawn, with a cowardly character, never willing to tell the head what happened, always thinking of revenge after his martial arts advances.

This silly boy has suffered so much for nothing.

"Junior brother Shi, has your body recovered?"

Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Yesterday's attack was not serious, at one time they thought they had killed the boy, which made the few of them frightened, if they hadn't heard the news from others, they almost packed up and fled.

This kid is good, he is practicing martial arts quietly, he really deserves to die!
Shi Xiaole said indifferently: "A few senior brothers attacked so hard, you don't know whether Kang will recover or not?"

Yang Yuan said: "Junior Brother Shi, don't spit blood! When did I wait for it? You missed yesterday's annual test and were expelled from the Sword Painting School. Don't blame us."

Expulsion from the Sword Painting School?
Shi Xiaole was startled, and then suddenly remembered that yesterday was the annual test of the Sword Painting School.According to the rules of the Sword Painting School, all disciples who join the school for one year must pass the test.

Even if it is a direct disciple of the head of the sect, it is no exception.

Shi Xiaole looked at the few people opposite, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.These guys didn't do anything early or late, but they chose yesterday. They were really well-intentioned.

"Shi Xiaole, what kind of eyes do you have? Believe it or not, I poached your eyeballs!"

Yang Yuan took a step forward and shouted angrily.

Usually at times like this, Shi Xiaole would have to be terrified all over, this is also where Yang Yuan's fun lies.

But today, Shi Xiaole didn't say that his body was trembling, and he didn't even blink his eyes. He just said, "Pug out my eyeballs? Okay, come here and try."

Yang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and the others were also stunned.

After Yang Yuan was choked for the first time, he showed a sneer instead: "It seems that Shi Xiaole is in a hurry to jump the wall after learning that he was expelled from the sect. Haha, I don't know how to know like a dog. Hurry up and pack your bags and go home to play with your coquettish aunt Right. Tsk tsk, speaking of your aunt's figure, it's really coquettish..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sword came to him.

Shi Xiaole's sword.

"You bastard, you fucking court death."

Yang Yuan grinned ferociously, summoned the internal strength of the triple layer of energy, dodged sideways, and punched Shi Xiaole in the face.

Facing other people, he would not underestimate the enemy, but Shi Xiaole has only practiced martial arts for less than a year, and he is still a basic swordsmanship, so it is more than enough to deal with him.

Yang Yuan will never know that today's Shi Xiaole is not yesterday's Shi Xiaole, and he is destined to pay the price for his carelessness.

Shi Xiaole twisted his wrist, but didn't dodge it, Jianfeng wiped his fist and stabbed Yang Yuan's shoulder from the side.

This strange and dangerous sword strike made the others couldn't help but let out exclamations of surprise.

laugh.

One inch long and one inch strong, the tip of the sword pierced Yang Yuan's shoulder first, Shi Xiaole's body was short, and while avoiding Yang Yuan's fist, he drew his sword and stabbed again.

"Damn it, ah..."

Yang Yuan was injured again, and he yelled, blood flowed down from his shoulder.

However, Shi Xiaole didn't stop at all, he stabbed seven or eight swords in a row, the sound of Chi Chi piercing into the flesh made the other people's heart tingle, contrasted with Shi Xiaole's calm eyes, there was a kind of terror.

"Your mouth stinks."

Shi Xiaole twitched his backhand, almost using all his strength.With a puff, Yang Yuan fell to the ground, his mouth was covered with blood, and he screamed.

"Come here a few of you, let the young master learn your skills."

Holding the sword in one hand, Shi Xiaole looked at the remaining people.

He was able to beat Yang Yuan because of his surprise and the opponent's carelessness.Otherwise, even if he is a genius, he is not sure that he can defeat Yang Yuan after practicing for an hour or two.

The few remaining people are all at the third level of Qi storage, if they really want to rush forward, how can Shi Xiaole beat them?
So he took the initiative to provoke, using Yang Yuan's miserable appearance, coupled with his expressionless aura, to bluff those people.

Facts have proved that those people were really bluffed.

They are all teenage boys, and they usually just use their fists and feet. If they really want to do something with real swords and guns, they have no guts at all.

Especially just now Shi Xiaole stabbed seven or eight swords in a row, wishing to poke a big hole in Yang Yuan's body, it was really scary.

"You, Shi Xiaole, you wantonly stabbing your fellow disciples, you deserve death."

"Shi Xiaole, just wait, wait for the Great Elder to deal with you."

Several people lifted Yang Yuan on the ground and ran out without looking back.

Shi Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief, but smiled wryly in his heart.

When Yang Yuan humiliated his aunt just now, he was inexplicably angry, and then he couldn't control his attack.It seemed that he was still influenced by the original owner.

The most important thing is that every time he thinks of that aunt's vague appearance, in addition to respect and love, there is actually a kind of indescribable hazy thought of a little boy in his heart.

Shaking his head, Shi Xiaole tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts, then suddenly his eyes sharpened, and a sword pierced nearly two inches into the side of his left chest.With a muffled grunt, he endured the pain and fetched a basin of water. After washing the sword, he disposed of the water again, and then pretended to tie the bandages.

Not long after, an old man in gray came to the door in a hurry with a group of disciples.

"Shi Xiaole, you can be convicted of your crime for harming your fellow disciples!"

The Sword Painting School forbids private fights, and small fights are still within the tolerance range. Once a sword is used, according to the rules, the door can be cleaned up.

The Great Elder was about to start scolding, but when he saw Shi Xiaole's pale face and bleeding from his shoulder, he was taken aback.

Everyone else was also surprised.

The most surprising thing was Yang Yuan and the others, who couldn't understand the situation in front of them at all.

Shi Xiaole frowned and asked: "Elder, when did you kill your fellow disciples?"

The Great Elder snorted, "Just now you stabbed Yang Yuan repeatedly with your sword, wishing you could kill him, is there such a thing?"

Shi Xiaole shook his head.

"Shameless!"

Yang Yuan cursed.

Shi Xiaole said: "Great Elder, fellow seniors, you all know how much this kid is, how could he have the ability to hurt Senior Brother Yang? The real situation is that Senior Brother Yang came to me early in the morning to vent his anger and used his sword After hurting me, I knew I violated the rules of the house, so I didn’t hesitate to hurt myself, and the villain would sue first.”

His tone was low, as if he touched the wound again, he let out a muffled groan, which made people feel very pitiful.

The eyes of many disciples changed immediately.

The fact that Yang Yuan bullied Shi Xiaole was not a secret among the disciples of the Sword Painting School, and Shi Xiaole's wound was not far from his heart, this Yang Yuan was really ruthless.

"You, you are talking nonsense! Obviously you hurt me, and I have proof!"

Yang Yuan's wound has been treated and is no longer serious, at this moment he yelled loudly.

Shi Xiaole smiled and said: "Senior Brother Yang, you are a nest of snakes and rats. Is the so-called witness testimony convincing? You said it was not self-harm, why is the wound on the shoulder, the mouth and other places where there is no serious injury?"

"you……"

Yang Yuan's face turned red with anger, and the people around him were already trembling a little.

They thought of a possibility, could it be that Shi Xiaole had anticipated this situation before, so he deliberately picked the right position to strike?
This kid is so scheming?

Looking at his wounds again, the hearts of the few were as cold as water, and they gradually felt that they did not dare to look at Shi Xiaole.

The Great Elder was at a loss for words for a while, and he was also a little uncertain, so he said gloomyly: "Let's not mention this matter for now, Shi Xiaole, you failed the annual test yesterday, why don't you leave the sect?"

Shi Xiaole sneered in his heart.

This great elder's surname is Qin, and in my impression, he seems to be the uncle of Qin Zhao, a disciple of the Sword Painting School.And that Qin Zhao is the boss of Yang Yuan and the others.

The head of the Sword Painting School has only accepted four direct disciples in the past to train future heads.Before I came, there was one spot left, and Qin Zhao was the most promising one.

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