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

Chapter 252 Become a True Disciple

Everyone was dazzled and stunned and began to doubt life--are these two really just in the body-quenching state?

Sword breath.

Knife stop.

Luo Qingchen held the sword and pointed it diagonally to the ground, the cracked tiger's mouth dyed the hilt red.

"Thank you Brother Zhang for your advice."

She salutes Zhang Chen sincerely, her clear eyes have no setbacks of failure, only more fiery fighting spirit.

Go beyond yourself and catch up with Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen nodded slightly and put the knife back into its sheath.

He didn't open his mouth to point Luo Qingchen, because she needed to walk her own way.

Only in this way can we hope to reach the peak of kendo in the future, or even become a new kendo.

The martial arts field fell silent, and a wave of applause suddenly erupted.

Everyone couldn't help cheering for their wonderful contest.

Gu Qingfeng also applauded, and after being shocked, he became extremely excited.

Xuanyangzong has produced two peerless evildoers at the same time, and no one can predict how far they will go in the future.

Because the Xuanyang Sect has been established for thousands of years, such a terrifying evildoer has never appeared.

"Wonderful, really wonderful." Gu Qingfeng clapped onto the ring and said with a smile on his face, "I never imagined that the body quenching state could be so strong, this old man is really eye-opening today."

He looked Zhang Chen up and down, then pointed to Zhao Changkong's body under the ring, frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

He couldn't see through Zhang Chen's evil spirits. He obviously hadn't done his best just now, and even Luo Qingchen couldn't force him to move a step.

It is gratifying to have a demon disciple from the sect, but one must also examine the character.

If you mutilate the same family for no reason, it will be a curse rather than a blessing to grow up.

Zhang Chen counted the events one by one, and Luo Qingchen also opened his mouth to testify.

"Hmph, bullying the same sect, you will die." Gu Qingfeng looked at Zhao Changkong's corpse, snorted coldly, and then said to Zhang Chen, "Don't worry, this old man will find Elder Duan of the Criminal Law Hall in person, and it will be fine."

"Elder Duan, this is what happened. The other nine people can testify."

In the hall of the Law Enforcement Hall, Gu Qingfeng took a sip of tea and said to the old man in black sitting on the other side.

He personally took ten Zhang Chen people to the Law Enforcement Hall, explained the cause of Zhao Changkong's death to the law enforcement elder Duan Qianxiong, and talked about the battle between Zhang Chen and Luo Qingchen at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm.

Duan Qianxiong looked at Zhang Chen suspiciously and asked, "You killed Zhao Changkong with one punch?"

Zhao Changkong was at the eighth level of Qi Sea Realm, and the normal Body Tempering Realm could not break his defense, let alone kill him with one punch.

If it wasn't for Gu Qingfeng, the elder of the outer sect, who told him personally, he would definitely think it was a lie.

Zhang Chen said neither arrogantly nor humbly, "The disciple has reminded Senior Brother Zhao that the punch will kill him, but he volunteered to stand on the spot and take a punch in order to use the disciple's "Thirteen Swords of Tyrant Sword" to observe."

He shrugged and said innocently, "Then the disciple killed him with that punch."

Duan Qianxiong left his seat, stood five meters in front of Zhang Chen and said, "You punch this old man with all your strength. If the power is as powerful as you said, it will prove that Zhao Changkong's death is self-inflicted."

"This..." Zhang Chen hesitated before speaking.

Duan Qianxiong frowned slightly and said, "Don't hesitate, just say what you have to say."

Zhang Chen said a little embarrassedly, "The disciple is afraid that a full punch will hurt the elder."

"puff--"

Gu Qingfeng was drinking tea, and when he heard Zhang Chen's words, he spit it out.

The law enforcement elder Duan Qianxiong is a master of the sixth level of the Soul Palace, and his strength ranks at the forefront of the entire Xuanyang Sect.

Zhang Chen and Luo Qingchen realized the terrifying Dao of the Blade and Dao of the Sword in the body quenching realm, which can be explained by the evil genius.

But to say that Zhang Chen, who is in the quenching state, can injure Duan Qianxiong with one punch, this is beyond his understanding and is absolutely impossible.

"Hahaha." Duan Qianxiong laughed instead of anger, and said cheerfully, "If you can really hurt the old man, not only will the old man not blame you, but he will reward you."

With a stern expression on his face, he said sternly, "If you can't satisfy the old man with this punch, you will be fined for a month of confinement."

"Elder Duan, be careful."

Zhang Chen's momentum was condensed, and he ran "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique", his whole body was boiling, full of power.

Duan Qianxiong, who was indifferent, saw the momentum on Zhang Chen's body, his pupils shrank, his face became solemn, and he released spiritual energy to protect his body.

He was obviously just a body quenching disciple, but he seemed to be seeing an ancient beast.

Everyone in the hall stared at Zhang Chen intently, feeling inexplicable heart palpitations.

Roar--

Zhang Chen threw a punch, his punch breaking through the air like a fierce beast roaring.

boom--

A punch slammed into Duan Qianxiong's body-protecting spiritual energy, causing a loud noise, and the entire hall trembled.

Duan Qianxiong swayed, and the shocking blood in his body rolled.

Everyone looked at Zhang Chen dumbfounded.

Is this still the body quenching state?

wrong.

Is that human being?

How can the human body contain such a powerful force?

There are also some martial artists who specialize in physical cultivation, which is called physical cultivation.

But they also form a sea of ​​qi in their bodies, and they channel spiritual qi into their bodies to continuously nourish and strengthen their bodies.

Even in the physical training, I have never heard of any evildoer who can be so terrifying in the physical power of the body-quenching realm.

"Is this disciple's punch, Elder Duan still satisfied?"

Zhang Chen threw out the physical strength of the dragon and elephant with a full punch, feeling refreshed throughout his body.

"Satisfied, very satisfied." Duan Qianxiong laughed excitedly, pointed at the stunned deacon and said, "Mo Ya, first take them to the Tibetan Treasure Pavilion to select martial arts, martial arts and weapons."

Then he smiled at Zhang Chen, "Old husband Chengruo's reward should be fulfilled in a day or two, and I promise to give you a surprise."

"Thank you Elder Duan." Zhang Chen thanked Duan Qianxiong and followed Mo Ya to Zangzhen Pavilion with everyone.

Duan Qianxiong and Gu Qingfeng were left in the hall.

"cough."

Duan Qianxiong coughed, blood dripping from his mouth.

"Elder Duan, are you alright?" Gu Qingfeng asked in surprise.

Duan Qianxiong wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said, "The old man is fine, but the blood in the body was shaken and rolled over. It will be fine after calming down."

Most of the power of Zhang Chen's punch was blocked by the body protector, but it also shook him with blood and qi.

There were many people present just now, so he pretended not to be injured.

Duan Qianxiong suppressed the tumbling qi and blood, and said reproachfully, "There are two such terrifying monsters out of the outer door. Elder Gu actually found out today that you, the outer door elder, are somewhat negligent!"

Gu Qingfeng smiled awkwardly and said, "Luo Qingchen has always been famous in the outer door, but it's only showing the tip of the iceberg, and it's the first time he has made his full effort today."

"As for Zhang Chen—" Gu Qingfeng thought for a while, and said doubtfully, "I used to have no name, so it should have been a fortuitous encounter recently, but it's strange to say that yesterday's assessment competition was defeated by Luo Qingchen, and it seemed like he lost his soul. , I will be reborn today and make the old man look stupid."

Duan Qianxiong sighed, "Maybe it was because of his defeat and setback yesterday, so he should awaken the special bloodline in his body; the power of his punch has surpassed the power limit of the body-quenching state, and it can only be the power of bloodline or special physique."

"Let's go, you and I will go to the Xuanyang Hall to find the Sect Master, the old man wants to give Zhang Chen a big surprise." Duan Qianxiong couldn't wait to take Gu Qingfeng to the Xuanyang Hall to fulfill his promise.

...

Mo Ya took Zhang Chen ten people to the Treasure Pavilion to select martial arts, martial arts and weapons.

According to the regulations of the Xuanyang Sect, the disciples who have just entered the inner door can choose a martial arts, martial arts, and weapons of the lower rank of the Xuanjie.

With Moya leading the way, there are no waves along the way.

After everyone had selected their own martial arts, martial arts, and weapons, Mo Ya took them to the deacon who was in charge of the inner door chores, assigned them a room, and left.

Back in the new room assigned, Zhang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the quenched dragon blood and wiped it all over his body, and began to practice "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique".

Continuously refining five bottles of body-quenching dragon blood.

boom--

A dragon-like vision appeared above Zhang Chen's head.

The vision was collected in the body, and "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison" broke through to the fourth level.

"If it's the fourth-level dragon-elephant power, that punch just now can seriously injure the law enforcement elder." Zhang Chen recalled the punch that hit Duan Qianxiong just now.

""Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison" is a god-level exercise. You can reach the God-Emperor realm by practicing to the thirteenth level. Now the fourth level of dragon-elephant power is equivalent to the soul palace level, but I haven't felt body quenching yet. the limit of the environment.”

A thought suddenly flashed in Zhang Chen's mind, "If this emperor cultivated the "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique" to the thirteenth major consummation in the body quenching state, wouldn't it be the most perfect foundation for the past and present."

With this crazy idea, Zhang Chen continued to practice "Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison".

Early the next morning, Zhang Chen was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Junior Brother Zhang is early." He opened the door, and Mo Ya said with a spring breeze, "Sect Master asked me to bring Junior Brother Lin to the Xuanyang Hall."

"Deacon Lao Mo leads the way." Zhang Chen didn't ask the Sect Master why he was looking for him, and followed Mo Ya to the Xuanyang Hall without being humiliated.

The Xuanyang Hall is located on the top of Qingyang Peak and is the main hall of the Xuanyang Sect. It is magnificent.

Zhang Chen followed Mo Ya all the way into the Xuanyang Hall unimpeded. There were already twelve people in it. Except for a young woman in white, who had a weaker breath, the other eleven had a long breath, at least in the Soul Palace realm.

"Meet the Sect Master and the elders, Junior Brother Zhang will bring it here." Mo Ya bowed respectfully to the old man sitting in the middle.

The old man was Lin Zhengran, the sect master of the Xuanyang Sect, a powerhouse at the second level of the Immortal Ascension Boundary, and the only Immortal Ascension Boundary in the hall.

"Zhang Chen has met the Sect Master and the elders." Zhang Chen also followed.

"Mo Ya, you step back first."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Mo Ya exited the Xuanyang Hall, and everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Chen.

The hall fell into a brief silence, and Lin Zhengran's old voice asked, "Zhang Chen, do you know why this Sect Master told you to come?"

Zhang Chen said neither arrogantly nor humble, "The disciple doesn't know, but also ask the sect master to make it clear."

Lin Zhengran didn't explain, but said to the woman in white behind him, "Qianxue, don't use your spiritual power to compare your swordsmanship with Zhang Chen."

Qianxue came out in response, walked to the middle of the hall and stood more than ten meters away from Zhang Chen.

Her knife is different from ordinary long knives, but a machete, curved like a crescent moon, curved like a woman's willow eyebrows.

"Please enlighten me."

Qianxue pulled out the scabbard, the body of the blade glowed with blue light, the blue light reflected the cold light, and the cold light was cold and dazzling.

"Please." Zhang Chen said indifferently.

The machete is like the moon, the moon is like a hook, and the cold wind is cold.

It was the summer season, but Zhang Chen felt a chill.

The chill came from the knife, and the knife swirled, drawing an arc in the sky.

Before the sound of the knife came, the knife had already arrived.

A round of Jiang Yueming.

Qianxue's knives are poetic, and the knives are poetic, which makes people intoxicated.

Turned into a blush in intoxication.

Zhang Chen didn't draw his knife, but Zhang Kong stretched out two fingers.

Knife cold.

Fingers are cold.

The two fingers clamped the crescent-like knife, and scratched from the tip to the handle, across the warm palm.

In an instant, the machete changed hands.

Qianxue was stunned, holding her right hand slightly, still holding the knife, but there was no knife in her hand.

Lin Zhengran and the ten elders were stunned at the same time. With their strength, it was natural to see how Zhang Chen grabbed the white blade with his bare hands when Qianxue's machete slashed.

It was easy for them to defeat Qianxue, but no one could win the sword in an instant like Zhang Chen.

Only the absolute crushing on the blade path can be achieved by fully seeing the trajectory of Qianxue's machete.

"Can Sect Master speak now?" Zhang Chen played with the machete in his hand, looked at Lin Zhengran and smiled lightly.

"Elder Gu said that your swordsmanship has returned to its original state, but this Sect Master thought it was an exaggeration." Lin Zhengran sighed, "Now that I see it with my own eyes, I know that Elder Gu still underestimated you."

"Yesterday, Elder Duan and Elder Gu came to see the old man, praised you and Luo Qingchen as the evil and unparalleled, and summoned the ten elders to discuss raising you to a true disciple."

"The reason you came here today is to assess whether you are qualified to become a true disciple."

"Congratulations on passing the assessment, from now on you are the true disciple of Xuanyang Sect."

Lin Zhengran eloquently stated the purpose of Zhang Chen's visit, and then said to Qianxue who was stunned, "This sword is a blow to you, and it is also a time of sharpening; the sword is endless, don't forget the reason why you chose to practice the sword technique in the first place. "

When Qianxue heard Lin Zhengran's words, she recalled the first time she held a knife and drew it, her lost eyes gradually recovered.

She is Lin Zhengran's granddaughter, and her grandfather is a strong swordsman in the Immortal Ascension Realm, but she doesn't practice swords.

Because she likes knives.

Simply like it.

From the first time she saw the knife when she was a child, she loved it.

Her Dao of the Blade talent is not strong, and Xuanyang Sect has no strong Dao of the Blade.

But she still resolutely chose the "knife" as her natal weapon.

All this just because I like it.

What about failure?

How about being hit?

Isn't being able to see a truly amazing knife just what you like and pursue?

"Junior Brother Zhang please enlighten me."

Lin Qianxue bowed her hands respectfully to Zhang Chen, and looked at him with fiery eyes.

She wanted to see Zhang Chen's Dao of the Blade.

Zhang Chen played with the full moon scimitar, shook his head and said, "Your talent in the Dao of the Sword is mediocre, so you are not suitable for practicing the sword."

Lin Qianxue didn't get angry or refuted, and said firmly, "Qianxue is stupid, and the only reason for practicing swords is because of love."

Zhang Chen grabbed Lin Qianxue's wrist, looked at the thick calluses on her palm, and commented, "It's really not easy to achieve your current sword skills with your talent."

"Qianxue's talent is not good, so she can only make up for it with diligence."

Lin Qianxue recalled how she practiced the sword again and again, and suffered a lot, but never regretted it.

Zhang Chen let go of Lin Qianxue's wrist and handed the full moon scimitar back to her.

(End of this chapter)