All-Heavens Dream Plunderer

2021-06-03

Chapter 110 I am a cultivator, how dare I love the world

There are still a lot of people in the Zhao clan competitions, and there are still many people. Seventy or eighty people.

All children under the age of thirteen.

Zhao Pingzhou is relatively young among them, but most of the peers focus on him and regard him as a strong enemy.

It’s not because of anything else, an Innate expert as a teacher, this is the envy of the rest of the family.

Everyone also wants to know how strong this Innate expert’s Disciple is?

You know, the Zhao family only has two Innate experts.

Of course, there are also some people with disdainful eyes, thinking of defeating him and making a name for himself.

No fool would dare to provoke without permission, saying that Zhao Pingzhou was a wild child or something.

The fact that a child is ignorant does not mean that the parent is ignorant.

Their parents have long given orders not to talk nonsense.

Zhao Pingzhou is nothing, but he has to give him teacher face.

And since Zhao Pingzhou’s mysterious father can invite Innate expert to be a teacher for Zhao Pingzhou, it is not simple.

At this time, Zhao Pingzhou looked calm, imitating Wang Meng’s usual appearance, with his back straight and his hands behind him.

At such a young age, he was acting like a Grandmaster.

Over the past two years, with the help of Wang Meng, most of the resources are not lacking.

Cultivation of twenty-four meridians of Qigong Qigong, he has opened up thirty-six orifices one after another, and the cultivation base has reached the Early-Stage of the day after tomorrow.

Sword Art also reached a high standard.

Zhao Pingzhou is still very confident about this competition.

At the same time thinking about completing the last teacher’s instructions.

A short while later, one group after another started on the ring.

“Zhao Pingzhou to Zhao An!” A huge shout came.

Zhao Ping Zhou heard the words, the long sword came to power, and looked at his opponent, Zhao An, who was half a head taller than him.

Zhao Pingzhou cup one fist in the other hand and said: “Please!”

Zhao An’s eyes are also a little excited, he belongs to the kind of teacher who has an Innate expert for Zhao Pingzhou. jealous.

At the same time, I want to pierce Zhao Pingzhou’s epidermis.

What about even an Innate expert?

He has only been practicing swords for two years, but he has been cultivating for more than five years.

Zhao An also cup one fist in the other hand and said: “Please!”

After speaking, Zhao An immediately drew his sword out of the sheath, the sword came out like a dragon, with three points Sharp.

Zhao Pingzhou looked at the sword calmly, motionless, secretly said in one’s heart: “It’s too slow!”

Zhao Pingzhou’s appearance actually encouraged Zhao An Imposing manner, thinking that Zhao Pingzhou has been frightened by himself.

In an instant, there was a vast and sharp sound of drawing a sword out of its sheath, the sword light was cold, and Zhao Pingzhou suddenly pointed out a sword!

Bang!

Zhao An’s sword suddenly broke in two and fell to the ground.

Zhao Ping Zhou Jian pointed at Zhao An’s throat, opened the mouth and said: “Are you defeated?”

Zhao An Xin was completely unbelievable, a move?

Is it so neat?

It was also a mess!

Obviously it’s an ordinary long sword of the family, why did your sword break?

On the high platform, Zhao Yuanhao and another white-haired old man looked at the scene in front of them, and a flash of joy flashed in their eyes.

“This child is very good, use point to break surface, this sword requires a lot of strength and speed!”

“Uncle, this is what I said about Zhao Pingzhou, That’s what the Innate expert taught.”

“That’s your grandson, not bad, and since Surnamed Zhao is my son-in-law of Zhao.”

The competition was still going on, and Zhao Pingzhou quickly passed three rounds in a row.

Each time is neat and tidy, defeating the opponent in less than three strokes.

The impression of Zhao Pingzhou in the audience was that he was very quick and powerful.

I have only practiced swords for two years, as expected from the teaching of Innate expert.

At the same time, after three rounds of elimination.

Those who remain in the ring are all well-known figures, most of whom are one head higher than Zhao Pingzhou, reaching the age of thirteen.

At this time, there was another call from the ring: “Zhao Pingzhou to Zhao Han!”

Everyone couldn’t help but discuss spiritedly when they heard this, Zhao Han was one of them. Recognized as the strongest.

As for the reason, it was because Zhao Han and the elders of his clan went to the grassland to train for a period of time last year, and even killed people. The cultivation base is the only one that has reached the middle stage of the day after tomorrow.

At this time, Zhao Han and Innate expert Disciple Zhao Pingzhou compete. No matter how you look at it, it is the dragon wars, the tiger battles.

Zhao Han held a long knife and glared at Zhao Pingyi with cold light in his eyes.

That is, moved towards the ring, each step down, the strength of the feet is a full point, and the imposing manner on the body is also a good point.

Zhao Pingzhou recalled the teaching of his teacher, knowing that this was an imposing manner, a means to weaken himself, and he must not be disturbed.

Puffing out the turbid air in his stomach, Zhao Pingzhou also solemnly stepped into the ring.

Zhao Han laughed: “little fellow, get out of the way, if you can’t stop and maim you, it will be bad.”

Zhao Pingzhou smiled slightly: ” Don’t worry, I will show mercy to the weak who can’t even control the weapons in their hands.”

Zhao Han coldly snorted: “Please!”

Zhao Pingzhou also said: “Please!”

tone barely fell, Zhao Han suddenly slashed, this imposing manner was very strong, and his strength was stronger.

Zhao Pingzhou knew that there was a gap in the cultivation base between them, so he couldn’t make a hard connection, so he quickly retreated and unloaded to resist.

Zhao Han’s imposing manner was startled, and the sharp knife in his hand was like a rattle, slicing one after another.

Although Zhao Pingzhou couldn’t take it hard, but after each knife was unloaded, he swung away with no difficulty.

In an instant, Zhao Han made thirteen strikes in a row, all of which were blocked and exhausted.

Suddenly, Zhao Pingzhou found another opportunity for Zhao Han to take a breath, and suddenly stabbed with a sword.

This sword is extremely light and light, in a flash, it hits a few deadly acupoints on the human body.

Zhao Han was not in a hurry. With his superior cultivation base, he blocked these tricks with no difficulty, and at the same time rested for a while.

But then Zhao Pingzhou’s Sword Art changed suddenly and became almost invisible.

The last moment is to attack the upper body, the next moment is the lower three, every move is like a natural, every sword is do as one pleases.

Although Zhao Han’s strength is higher than that of Zhao Pingzhou, he is simply being led by his nose.

Everyone who stepped down could see that Zhao Han had fallen into the rhythm of Zhao Pingzhou.

In the end, Zhao Pingzhou’s eyes flashed with a hint of autumn.

Autumn is vast!

A slamming sword, bleak and sad!

Zhao Han was completely overwhelmed, and the knife in his hand was shot to the ground.

There was an uproar in the crowd!

Obviously, they didn’t expect Zhao Ping Zhou, who had been studying swords for two years, to casually defeat Zhao Han.

Zhao Han couldn’t help being a little lost. Looking at Zhao Pingzhou’s eyes, a trace of hatred flashed at first, and then he was even more depressed.

After defeating Zhao Han, everyone after that did not stop Zhao Pingzhou, and they all lost.

Zhao Pingzhou in the ring was also a little excited when he won the first place and got the reward from the clan.

“Master, I did it!”

Looking at her son on stage, Third Young Lady offstage couldn’t help showing a touch of excitement in her eyes.

Wang Meng, who was wearing a Gouchen mask and scarlet gold costume on the distant mountain, looked at the tall silhouette on the distant ring, slightly nodded, in an instant, and disappeared here.

At the same time, in a mansion in the south of the city, there is a big Zhou character on the door.

A man with an azure robe nodded slightly when he heard the report of his subordinates.

Looking into the distance, the man’s silhouette is very lonely.

The man muttered: “How about the fingertips for marriage? How about the childhood sweetheart? How about the innocent playmates?”

“This is the last thing I did for you, Zhao Yueer.”

“Even if I go home, I am a cultivator, how dare I fall in love with the world!”

(End of this chapter)