disaster strikes

Chapter 769 Sword Discussing in the Plains
A month later.

Chen Mo followed Zhang Hu, left Zhangjiazhai and headed to Pingye Town.

In previous years, Zhangjiazhai usually went to two or three people. This year, Zhang Hu was unlucky. Children of the same age were delayed due to serious illness.

Therefore, he was the only one in Zhangjiazhai to participate in this sword competition.

Holding a black iron sword in his arms, Chen Mo followed the excited Zhang Hu without saying a word, just like his loyal bodyguard, looking at everything in the world from the perspective of an amnesiac.

The annual sword debate in the plains is a major event in the small town.

For swordsmen in this world, it is equivalent to the first semi-practical combat assessment.

Those who pass the assessment are considered official swordsmen.

As for those who failed the examination, even if they call themselves swordsmen outside, no one will say anything.

The real purpose of the assessment is to let the younger generation of swordsmen clearly know their true strength, that is, their status in the world, and not to lose their lives easily when walking in the world, rather than certificates and the like.

"Hey, there's someone competing with swords in front."

Zhang Hu was eager to express himself. When he saw the excitement in front of him, he immediately joined in.

"Aman, let's go over and take a look!"

Chen Mo didn't say much and followed closely.

But they saw two people openly competing with each other. They seemed to be about the same age as Zhang Hu, and there was also a dazzling female swordsman watching the battle.

Zhang Hu arrived with Chen Mo. After seeing the appearance of this female swordsman, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Where did the heroine come from, but she wants to go to Pingye Town to participate in this sword discussion?"

"I am from Miaoshan, and I went to Pingye Town to participate in the sword competition. Are you too?"

Zhang Hu said excitedly: "Miaoshan, I have been there once with my father. We are from Zhangjiazhai. My name is Zhang Hu and his name is Aman. We are also going to Pingye Town to participate in the sword debate. Why don't we go together! "

The female swordsman heard this and said: "Don't fight, don't fight, the sword discussion hasn't started yet..."

As the two separated, Zhang Hu finally understood the reason.

It turned out that the two practiced different swordsmanship, and they argued endlessly over whose swordsmanship was better. And because they both wanted to show off in front of this female swordsman, they started fighting here in a young and arrogant way.

After introducing each other, the five people knew each other.

The two people fighting were one named Zhao Gang, one named Sun Li, and the woman named Zhao Qing'er. They were similar in age to Zhang Hu, both sixteen or seventeen years old.

Chen Mo's face has remained in his early twenties because of taking the anti-aging pill.

It was the first time for several of them to come out to make a living as young people.

They were fighting one moment, chatting and laughing the next, and arrived at Pingye Town together.

There are many people in the town, and there are just a few people who can't handle them all.

Zhao Gang said: "I'm hungry, let's go eat, I'll treat you!"

"Okay."

"I'm hungry too!"

So the five people came to the restaurant, ordered a table of delicious dishes, and ate happily.

Chen Mo looked at Zhao Gang, like a child who had never received a lot of money, who had not truly experienced suffering, and instinctively wanted to imitate adults in spending money, looking like a lavish spender.

By the time Lun Jian returns, he might be hungry.

night.

Zhang Hu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling absentmindedly, with a smile on his lips. It was obvious at a glance that he was thinking of Zhao Qing'er. He was really at an age when he was full of love.

Chen Mo picked up the long sword and practiced Zhang's swordsmanship, appreciating the common mysteries of swordsmanship between the two different professions. He did not intend to become a real swordsman, but just hoped to use this as a basis to compete in this world. Understand the meaning of the sword.

According to the level of sword intent in this world.

At this moment, Chen Mo, who has initially mastered the Jiujiu True Destruction Sword Technique, has mastered the so-called sword power, and is one step away from comprehending the so-called sword intention.

Understanding the meaning of the sword is the key to practicing the Nine-Nine True Destruction Sword Technique.

After a long time.

Zhang Hu came back to his senses and looked at Chen Mo, who was practicing Zhang's sword skills alone.

"what?"

He was a little embarrassed.

"Aman, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

"Can't sleep, let's practice."

Seeing this, Zhang Hu jumped off the bed, took a stance next to Chen Mo and said, "Let's go together!"

"it is good."

So the two of them started practicing in the house, one on the left and the other on the right.

In addition to understanding the meaning of the sword, Chen Mo now also has a preliminary understanding of the so-called sword moves.

In just one month, his basic chopping and basic assassination skills have been improved to above level 10. Such rapid speed is naturally inseparable from the fact that he once had the relevant basic skills, but later forgot about them and returned to zero.

Now it is naturally much faster to pick it up again.

Otherwise, even if he had a background in sword-controlling skills, he would not be able to practice the basic skills so quickly.

the next day.

A group of five people came to Pingye Sword Mountain together.

This is the site of the former Sword Tomb in Pingye Town.

Zhao Gang sighed.

"Once upon a time, just by getting close to this place, you could feel the indomitable and sharp sword intent. It was a holy place that all swordsmen who came and went must look up to."

Now with the loss of the Holy Sword, the sword spirit here is gradually dissipating.

Pingye Town will also lose the sword pulse.

Before a new sword vein is born, the probability of a baby being born with a special sword body or the probability of a high-level swordsman being born will be greatly reduced.

"Ugh."

Zhang Hu sighed: "I followed my father and came here three times in total. The first two times were when I was young. I can't remember clearly, but the third time was when I was 14 years old. I followed my father here to learn about swordsmanship." Unfortunately, my father was injured in a sword fight and retired from the world..."

He kept telling the story of Jianshan’s past glory.In the world of Sword Tombs, it is generally customary to call the place of Sword Tombs Sword Mountain.

Sun Li lamented: "I came to Jianshan during the Lantern Festival last year. The place was crowded at that time. I heard from the elders in my family that it seemed that not only Pingye Town, but also Jianshan in other places in the distance had similar experiences. It’s just that some succeeded, and some failed, this seems to be a large-scale operation by the evil sword cult.”

"hateful!"

Zhang Hu gritted his teeth.

Zhao Qing'er couldn't help but sigh.

"I heard that an old man who was in charge of garrisoning Jianshan at that time was punished to be shut up in a mountain tomb and never come back to the world because of his drunkenness and misdeeds."

It took the five people 10 minutes to reach the top of the mountain.

Chen Mo looked at the empty stone seat and gradually ignored the sighs and curses of the four people.

He focused on the sword slot.

Sure enough, as Zhang Hu said, Chen Mo could still clearly feel the indomitable sword spirit even though he had lost the holy sword.

"This feeling……"

Chen Mo felt a dull pain in his skin, as if a sharp sword was pressed against his throat.

If the Nine True Sword Techniques and the Nine Destruction Sword Techniques are used by oneself, they will be shattered and vulnerable to a single blow in the face of this kind of sword intent.

I do not know how long it has been.

Chen Mo was awakened by Zhang Hu's cry.

"Aman! Aman!"

Chen Mo came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Hu in confusion.

Zhang Hu said: "I've called you several times. It's getting late. Let's go down the mountain. I heard that there will be public lectures on swordsmanship by great swordsmen in the past two days. Don't miss it."

"okay."

Chen Mo took one last look at the empty sword trough and followed Zhang Hu, Zhao Gang, Sun Li, and Zhao Qinger down the mountain with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It seems that paying homage to the Holy Sword is indeed helpful for understanding the meaning of the sword.

Two days later.

The annual sword competition in Pingye Town officially begins.

Men and women of suitable age from the surrounding villages gathered together. Chen Mo looked around and saw that there were at least a thousand people. Among these thousands of people, the five of them were inconspicuous.

There are four stages in total for this plain sword debate.

The rules are very simple, that is, anyone who can win ten games in the next three days will be an official swordsman.

Because the swordsman profession is extremely powerful in attack but very weak in defense, the victory or defeat in a sword duel is often within 2 minutes. Only in a few special circumstances where the strength is not evenly matched, the battle time will become very long. , some battles even end in one and a half moves, making it easy to get injured.

Once injured, naturally you will no longer be able to participate in the next sword debate.

Even though there are two secret swordsmen on duty in each arena, there are still many cases of accidental serious injury and death over the years. Therefore, the most important purpose of holding sword discussions is to teach these swordsmen how to survive, rather than to compete for strength.

Zhang Hu couldn't wait to sign up, but waited for half an hour before it was finally his turn to play.

"Qinghegou Pengli!"

"Zhangjiazhai Zhang Hu."

After the two briefly introduced themselves, they drew their swords and faced each other.

After Zhang Hu used his sword energy, he immediately attracted exclamations from the audience.

Those who can possess sword energy at this age can be said to be one in a hundred, and there are no more than ten among the thousand people present.

As for the sword skills he was good at, he had no chance to use them at all.

After only seven moves, the female swordsman named Peng Li was injured by Zhang Hu's sword energy. Although the injury was not serious, she might not be able to participate in the following sword discussion activities.

"Wow, Brother Zhang Hu, you actually mastered the sword energy!"

Zhao Qing'er's adoring eyes made Zhang Hu bold and heroic, and he obviously took great advantage of this, with a look of pride and infatuation on his face.

Zhao Gang and Sun Li looked bitter.

Zhang Hu's strength is indeed extraordinary, and it may be difficult for them to compete with him.

So in just one day, Zhang Hu won ten games in a row and became one of the first official swordsmen in this sword competition. He received a sword as a gift from the Sword Forging Villa, which Zhang Hu couldn't put down.

Chen Mo took a look and saw that it was only of white quality.

But for Zhang Hu, it was his first qualification, which was worthy of his father's more than ten years of hard work.

He originally wanted to return to Zhangjiazhai and tell his father the good news as soon as possible.

But when he saw Zhao Qing'er on the stage, he showed a look of reluctance.

That's it.

After waiting for the sword discussion to end three days later, Sun Li and Zhao Qing'er finally became official swordsmen of Pingye Town and received swords as gifts from the Sword Forging Villa. Zhao Gang was injured due to carelessness and could only wait until next year to fight for it. .

the next day.

Zhao Gang left without saying goodbye.

Only Sun Li, Zhao Qing'er, Zhang Hu, and Chen Mo were left together and returned together. After Sun Li left on the way, they walked for a while. On a bridge, Zhao Qing'er waved goodbye.

"Brother Zhang Hu, come to Miaoshan to play when you have time!"

Looking at Zhao Qinger with a smile on his face, Zhang Hu felt that his heart was about to melt.

"must!"

After Zhang Hu reluctantly said goodbye, he took Chen Mo and ran towards Zhangjiazhai with long strides until Zhao Qing'er disappeared from the end of the field of vision.

At night, the two finally returned to Zhangjiazhai.

Zhang Hu proudly told his father Zhang Xiao the news that he had become an official swordsman. Zhang Xiao took the gift sword from Zhang Hu and kept nodding.

"Good, good, good."

Zhang Xiao returned the gift sword to Zhang Hu and looked at his son with a look of pride on his face.

From this moment on, Zhang Hu is officially an adult, and he has to make his own way in the future.

(End of this chapter)