After The Breakup, The School Flower Chased Me To Repay The Debt

Chapter 251 Swordsman Girl

The "Tiandi Jing" created by Zhang Chen himself (he in the world of reincarnation) is far beyond the god-level exercises, but it is mainly the practice after stepping over the robbery bridge.

"Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison" is more suitable for tempering the body and transcending the limits of the physical body.

After selecting the exercises, Zhang Chen then searched the system to find suitable treasures to assist cultivation.

Body quenching spirit liquid: the top grade of the mysterious order; used to quench the fleshly body.

Enlightenment Flower: The middle grade of the immortal order; enter Enlightenment and gain the enlightenment of the Tao.

Xuanyu bathtub: middle grade of the ground; a bathtub made of Xuanyu.

He took out these three treasures from the system, poured 300 bottles of body quenching spirit liquid into the Xuanyu bath bucket, and then took out a flower of enlightenment, took off the petals and sprinkled it in the spirit liquid.

Zhang Chen removed his clothes and soaked in the body-quenching liquid, and began to practice "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique".

He is probably the only one who would be so extravagant to take a bath with the supreme treasure of the Immortal Rank Enlightenment Flower to quench his body.

But the effect is also obvious.

The tens of trillions of cells in his body frantically absorbed the essence of the body-quenching liquid to nourish his body.

boo~ boo~ boo~

Blood boils, blood coagulation quenches the body.

Dragon Elephant Suppression Prison Level 1;

The second level of Dragon Elephant Suppression Prison;

The third level of the Dragon Elephant Suppression Prison;

Suddenly three times in a row, the essence of the body quenching liquid was completely consumed, and it turned from emerald green to crystal clear.

"My guess is indeed correct. The human body itself is the greatest treasure. Only by cultivating the foundation to the extent that there are no flaws can we have a chance to transcend the emperor's realm in the future."

Zhang Chen felt that although he was still at the tenth level of Body Tempering, his physical strength was dozens of times stronger than before, and he had not yet reached the limit.

If it is just to break through the realm, the energy he just absorbed is enough to directly rush into the Yunyun realm.

Zhang Chen did not continue to practice, and now his physical body has reached saturation, and he needs to adapt to it before training.

A good night's sleep.

Woke up the next day, refreshed, refreshed, and full of strength.

The physical body has adapted to the soaring power, Zhang Chen took out a hundred bottles of body-quenching spiritual fluid and another body-quenching treasure—True Dragon Blood from the system.

True Dragon's Blood: Divine rank inferior; True Dragon's blood contains the terrifying power of True Dragon.

Pour one hundred bottles of body quenching spirit liquid into the Xuanyu bath bucket, and then pour a drop of true dragon blood.

In an instant, the emerald green body quenching aura was dyed blood red, like boiling magma.

"receive."

The body-quenching spirit liquid added with true dragon blood was recovered by Zhang Chen into one hundred jade bottles.

The real dragon blood is extremely precious, and there are only three drops in the system. It is usually used to temper the body after stepping over the robbery bridge. With his current physical strength, he cannot withstand the power of a single drop of real dragon blood.

He took out a bottle of body-quenching dragon blood and rubbed it all over his body, and his skin was red and hot as if it had been burned by fire.

Zhang Chen ran the "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique" to refine the power of the quenching dragon's blood and melted into the flesh.

After half an hour, the bottle of body-quenching dragon blood was completely absorbed, and his body became a little stronger.

After getting up and packing up, Zhang Chen went to the outer door to perform martial arts.

The outer sect assessment was over yesterday, and the top ten were promoted to inner sect disciples. Today, someone will pick them up and enter the inner sect.

When they came to the martial arts field, the other nine people had already arrived.

Zhang Chen saw Luo Qingchen standing alone, in a yellow cloud-patterned gown, with a long sword tied to his back, cold and arrogant, and everyone dared not approach.

The coldness of Luo Qingchen is unknown to everyone outside the door.

She only has kendo in her eyes, and she can't hold anything anymore.

You can talk to her about martial arts.

Talk to her and she will ignore you.

"A good sword heart is clear, born for the sword."

Zhang Chen read countless people, and at a glance, he saw that Luo Qingchen was not the reincarnation of the great power, but the evil spirit of the world, with admiration in his eyes.

A kendo monster like her is rare even in the ancient and prosperous world.

Luo Qingchen frowned when she saw Zhang Chen looking at herself.

Yesterday, after the opponent was defeated by himself, he lost his mind and stumbled away.

Now it seems like a different person. Not only is there no loss at all, but instead, he is in high spirits.

"It's a good opponent to be able to recover from failure so quickly." Luo Qingchen commented in his heart.

Zhang Chen walked straight to Luo Qingchen and said with a light smile, "Your swordsmanship is very good, I have a chance to learn it again."

"Okay." Luo Qingchen replied coldly, not caring about his defeat but just giving himself a "very good" evaluation.

She has no heart to win, she just wants to keep sharpening her swordsmanship.

Not long after, a man in a blue shirt with a cloud pattern came to the ten people and said with a warm smile, "Congratulations to all the juniors and juniors who have been promoted to the inner sect. I am under Zhao Changkong, and I have been ordered to take you to the inner sect."

Zhang Chen and the other nine saluted, "I have seen Senior Brother Zhao."

Now that he has decided to practice again as Zhang Chen, he should accept his current status calmly.

Zhao Changkong nodded lightly and said, "You all watched yesterday's martial arts competition, and you deserve to be an inner disciple."

Then he looked at Luo Qingchen and praised, "This is the first time my senior brother has seen someone practice the "Cloud Chasing Sword Technique" to a perfection in the body tempering state. Even the senior senior brother is full of praise for the junior sister."

Then he looked at Zhang Chen and said with a big smile, "The swordsmanship that my brother used yesterday was extremely domineering, far exceeding the "Cloak Swordsmanship" that was passed down from outside the door. There must be another adventure. My brother also majored in swordsmanship. Can you lend your brother the secret sword technique you used yesterday to observe?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and looked at Zhao Changkong and Zhang Chen strangely.

Cultivation and martial arts are the lifeblood of practitioners, even if they are close friends, they will not easily ask for them.

How could Zhang Chen not know what Zhao Changkong was thinking, and asked with a light smile, "Senior brother, would you like to watch "Thirteen Slashes of the Tyrant Sword"?"

"It turns out that it's called "Thirteen Slashes of the Tyrant Sword", a good name!" Zhao Changkong couldn't help but praised and said with a smile, "Senior brother borrowed it to observe for a few days, and then he will share what he has learned with him. Come on better."

He saw Zhang Chen use "Thirteen Slashes of the Tyrant Sword" yesterday, and the power was at least mid-grade Xuan rank, or even high-grade Xuan rank.

The inner disciples of Xuanyang Sect are only practicing low-level exercises and martial arts of the Xuan-level. If they want to practice higher-level exercises and martial arts, they must exchange them with sect contribution points.

Zhao Changkong only practiced the low-level swordsmanship of the Xuan rank. After seeing Zhang Chen using "Thirteen Slashes of Tyrant Sword", he became peeping.

He checked that Zhang Chen was an unknown family member in the outer sect, and he should have had a chance to obtain the Xuanjie sword technique, so that he could be a blockbuster in the assessment.

And the other party has no backer in Xuanyangzong, as long as he is both soft and hard, he will be able to teach him the Xuanjie swordsmanship obediently.

"What if I don't borrow it?" Zhang Chen said lightly.

The atmosphere instantly became condensed.

Zhao Changkong's smiling face instantly turned gloomy, but he quickly resumed his smile and said, "Since Junior Brother Zhang doesn't want to borrow it, then Senior Brother is not reluctant. I hope Junior Brother will practice "Thirteen Swords of Tyrant Swords" well, and don't let the unique skills be dusted."

He laughed, patted Zhang Chen's shoulder and said, "Senior brother will often ask junior brother to discuss with each other to see if you have cultivated seriously. Junior brother must not let senior brother down."

Zhao Changkong said that Zhang Ran was righteous, and no one could fault his words.

But everyone knew that he was threatening Zhang Chen not to lend him "Thirteen Slashes of the Tyrant Sword", and he would often ask him to "learn from each other" in the future.

Swords have no eyes, and it is normal to be injured in "sparing".

Zhao Changkong didn't intend to let Zhang Chen go. He shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Zhang can't beat Junior Sister Luo who has practiced the swordsmanship of the Yellow Rank. It can be seen that the practice is wrong. Now Senior Brother will give you good advice."

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, and was very displeased with Zhao Changkong's hypocrisy and aggressiveness.

She looked at Zhang Chen, and if the other party chose to resist, she would help.

The other eight disciples who had ascended to the inner door together were afraid to take two steps back, for fear of affecting themselves.

"It's fine if you want Thirteen Swords of Tyrant." Zhang Chen squeezed his fist and said, "But you have to take a punch from me."

"Junior brother is indeed a smart person." Zhao Changkong thought that Zhang Chen had already compromised, and let himself get a punch just to find a step, and stood up straight and said, "Senior brother is standing here to let you punch."

There was a hint of disappointment in Luo Qingchen's eyes, and he gave in without a fight. How did he understand the true meaning of Ba Dao?

"Senior brother better be careful." Zhang Chen raised his fist, glanced at Zhao Changkong and reminded, "With my punch, you will die." "Death? Hahaha, junior brother is really joking...laughs... "

Zhang Chen punched out, not any martial arts, without any fancy, just the power of the flesh, and punched directly on Zhao Changkong's body.

boom!

Zhao Changkong's smile suddenly froze, a chill rushed to his forehead, and his body-protecting qi burst out with all his strength, but it didn't play any role, and was blasted dozens of meters away with a punch.

"I said that you will die with this punch." Zhang Chen touched his fist and shook his head gently.

The opponent is too weak to manifest its true power.

Quiet, deadly quiet.

There are hundreds of outer disciples around the martial arts field who have been watching the situation here, all of them stunned and stunned.

Luo Qingchen's pupils shrank, and his body ignited a raging fighting spirit. Only such an opponent is his best sword test stone.

"Dead, dead."

A bold disciple went to investigate Zhao Changkong's injury and shouted in horror.

They didn't know the conversation between Zhang Chen and Zhao Changkong, they only saw that Zhang Chen knocked Zhao Changkong away with one punch.

Killing the inner disciple, Zhang Chen broke the sky!

They didn't understand, how could Zhang Chen, who was only in the quenching state, beat the inner disciple to death with one punch?

"Senior brother just said that there is a chance to discuss with me again." Luo Qingchen untied the long sword tied to his back, and looked at Zhang Chen with a fierce fighting intent.

Zhang Chen smiled lightly, "Do you want to fight now?"

"En." Luo Qingchen nodded lightly, "Senior Brother Zhang please fight with all your strength."

Zhang Chen understood her intention and looked at her admiringly, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

He just beat Zhao Changkong to death, and now is obviously not a suitable time to learn from each other.

But Luo Qingchen couldn't wait to fight him with all his strength, so that he could show his true strength to Xuanyang Sect.

Although Zhao Changkong deserves to die, but his words are not leaking, and people can't find any reason.

Because of this, he punched him to death, and he must be severely punished.

Luo Qingchen knew very well that there were only two kinds of people who could not be bound by the rules.

One is powerful enough to break the rules;

One is so evil that the person who makes the rules takes the initiative to defend him.

"Actually, I'm the first kind of person, but if you want me to be the second kind of person, that's what you want."

Zhang Chen muttered in his heart, and stepped onto the ring next to him in a dashing manner.

The sun shines brightly.

The martial arts field returned to tranquility.

Zhang Chen and Luo Qingchen faced off in the ring.

The eyes of everyone in the martial arts field were attracted by them.

"Senior Brother Zhang please enlighten me."

Luo Qingchen's voice was very sweet, with a touch of coldness.

She is not pretending to be arrogant and arrogant, but she was born that way.

Swah——

The long sword tied to her back moved with the sound, unsheathed and suspended above her.

"When will Senior Sister Luo break through the Qi Sea Realm?"

"No, she doesn't have any aura fluctuations in her body, she's still in the quenching state!"

"Can you ride the sword without aura? How did she do it?"

When everyone saw Luo Qingchen's long sword automatically unsheathed, they all started to talk in amazement.

Only when the Qi Sea Realm forms a Qi Sea in the body can gather spiritual energy and use Qi to control the sword.

"Using the sword with intent?"

An old man with a childish face and a young face brought a few middle-aged people into the martial arts arena. Seeing this scene, he said in shock.

He is the elder of the outer sect, Gu Qingfeng. After receiving a report that an inner sect disciple was beaten to death in the martial arts field, he hurriedly brought a few deacons.

"Elder Gu." A deacon beside him called out, pointing at Zhao Changkong's corpse.

"Wait first and then deal with it." Gu Qingfeng raised his hand to signal him not to speak, and looked at Luo Qingchen with bright eyes, excited in his heart.

Only when the comprehension of kendo reaches the unity of man and sword can he use his mind to control the sword.

He is also a master of swordsmanship, reaching the unity of man and sword only at the age of thirty-five.

Luo Qingchen achieved the unity of man and sword at the age of seventeen, and his kendo talent was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

As long as Xuanyang Sect devoted all his efforts to cultivate her, she would be a terrifying sword fairy in the future.

"Please." Zhang Chen calmly drew his knife out of the scabbard.

Everyone saw the competition between the two of them yesterday, but when they see them compete today, the momentum of the two is completely different from yesterday.

Her hair was like blue silk, her face was like cold snow, and she was a little lonely in the cold.

She is the sword, and the sword is her.

Wind blows.

He blew up Luo Qingchen's hem and blue silk.

She stared at Zhang Chen motionlessly.

The suspended long sword flew towards him like a streamer.

Zhang Chen holds the knife in one hand and the other behind his back. His tall and straight body is like a big mountain, standing still.

clang--

Zhang Chen stood on the spot and waved his knife lightly to block Luo Qingchen's sword.

Sword intent is everywhere.

Sword Qi soars.

The long sword fluttered like a streamer, shining with cold rays of light under the fierce sun.

clang - clang - clang -

Split, hang, collapse, block...

Every knife that Zhang Chen makes is the most basic knife style. It is neither slow nor hasty, but every knife can just block the flying long sword.

Gu Qingfeng's pupils shrank, "Return to the original?"

"Could it be that Zhang Chen didn't use his true strength yesterday?"

He had seen Zhang Chen's swordsmanship yesterday, and he only won the second place by relying on the power of the top-grade Xuanjie, and his understanding of the swordsmanship was still far behind Luo Qingchen's swordsmanship.

Luo Qingchen saw Zhang Chen's return to basics and swordsmanship blocking his Yiyi Yujian, and his fighting spirit reached its peak.

move.

Turned into an afterimage and flew away.

The long sword also turned into a streamer and flew back.

Hold the sword.

Luo Qingchen rose up, the sword qi vertical and horizontal, and a sword slashed at Zhang Chen.

The vertical sword gallops between heaven and earth, and the clothes are fluttering in the clouds.

As fast as lightning chasing the wind and thunder, the sword never returns.

Zhang Chen's left hand was still behind him, and his right hand swung a basic knife stance.

Let you attack like a tide, I will not move like a mountain.

The martial arts field was quiet, except for the sound of swords colliding with each other.

(End of this chapter)