Sword God

One month, as scheduled.

After Chen Zong walked out of the small courtyard, since extracting the inner strength and choosing the appropriate exercises, martial arts, all of them stayed in the small courtyard for more than ten days, and even a large amount of dry food was prepared.

The sun was shining, and all the formal disciples stepped out of the small courtyard. Today is the day of the new star competition. Almost all the formal disciples will come to the scene, and some town palace disciples will also come to watch.

The place where the Nova match is held is located in the sword martial arts arena.

One after another, the formal disciples walked into the sword fighting arena from the entrance. Chen Zong saw it for the first time and felt a shock.

The Jianwu Fighting Field is like a circular valley. It is high in the surroundings and has a large layer of stairs. It can stand and sit. There are ten floors. Each floor can accommodate at least hundreds of people. All the people in the palace came and were dissatisfied.

The lower part is very flat, almost two hundred meters in diameter, and at the center is a round platform with a diameter of two hundred meters.

"Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for more than ten days." He Tielin heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Brother He, I have been practicing recently." Chen Zong responded with a smile.

However, He Tielin couldn't see whether Chen Zong's cultivation had reached the state of strength. The Leakless Body was not only useful in Qi and blood, but also in the state of strength. However, if Chen Zong used internal energy, he would have a breath. Come out, this is not comparable to Qi and Blood.

"He Tielin, is this the new disciple you are optimistic about?" A person walked next to him and said, glancing at Chen Zong, then he dismissed it immediately: "I think it's better than Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong."

Chen Zong didn't feel anything, but He Tielin frowned: "Qikang, I'm optimistic about who has nothing to do with you. Besides, how do you know he's not as good as Jiang Bailiu Huo Yihong."

"Otherwise we'll make a bet." Skinny Qikang smiled coldly, full of provocation.

"Why should I bet with you?" He Tielin said coldly, the other side was stimulating himself, it was clear that he was not motivated.

"He Tielin, I guess you dare not gamble with me, like a coward like you." Qi Kang opened his mouth and sarcastic, Chen Zong immediately saw that He Tielin's face changed greatly, iron was blue, and his eyes shot even more astounding. Like an angry monster.

"Qikang, bet big if you want to gamble." He Tielin glared at Qikang, his voice was extremely cold, one word at a time.

It's been a while since I knew He Tielin. Chen Zong had never seen He Tielin show such an expression, and immediately understood that Qi Kang's words must have profound meaning, which offended He Tielin and made He Tielin lose his sense of anger.

"Okay, then bet big." Qikang narrowed his eyes, shone brilliantly, and landed on Chen Zong: "Let's bet on what he and Jiang Bailiu or Huo Yihong finally won in the star game. As long as he ranks higher than any of Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong, even if I lose, otherwise I win. "

"The bet is five hundred swords." Qikang sneered.

"Five Hundred Sword Honors!" He Tielin woke up all of a sudden, and he managed to obtain the Sword Honor for one month in Lianyitang, but it was only fifty o'clock, five hundred, which took ten months, not to mention that everyone only Can manage for a month, not for long.

The sword sword accumulated since I entered the Real Sword Academy three years ago is only over 1,000 points. After deducting the rest required for cultivation, it is only in the early 500s.

What five hundred swords can do can be exchanged for a prefecture-level Zhongpin exercise or martial arts.

In case of losing, it really becomes a poor light egg.

But the words have been said, it is impossible to redeem it, but only to promise it.

"Get ready for the Five Hundred Swords, don't take it out and become a laughing stock." Qikang sneered, passing Chen Zong: "Don't even pass the test, it's too ugly to lose."

"Test?" Chen Zong was puzzled.

"Brother Chen, I can only look at you." He Tielin looked at Chen Zong and said solemnly, and then smiled bitterly again: "Hey, I was stunned and lost my reason."

Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong have already broken through to strength training before long. The talents are extraordinary. During this period of cultivation, the strength must be not ordinary. As for Chen Zong, although he can't see whether the opponent has reached the strength training, but He Tielin felt from his heart that it was not as good as Jiang Bailiu or Huo Yihong. It was very difficult to compare with it.

"Brother He rest assured, I will do my best." Chen Zong said, in the final analysis, he was implicated, but anyway, He Tielin was pretty good to himself before, it is OK to help, but Jiang Bailiu and Huo I do n’t know what the strength of the two people is. I can only do my best.

"Brother Chen, your final ranking, if you can surpass any one of Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong, the five hundred swords you got from the bet, we will be divided by five or five." He Tielin said immediately, although he did not think he could win, but there was always A hope, not to mention that Chen Zong would do his best if he could get two hundred and fifty swordsmen.

Chen Zong will naturally not refuse such a good thing that can be a win-win situation.

"I thought you didn't dare to come out." Yang Jingzhi saw Chen Zong, his face was cold and his voice was cold.

"You don't have this qualification yet." Chen Zongbu Xu Xuji responded.

"Soon you will know the consequences." Yang Jingyi pointed out.

He Tielin stunned and looked at Chen Zong.

"Brother Chen, how could you provoke him?" He Tielin couldn't help asking after Yang Jingzhi left.

"It wasn't me who provoked him, but he couldn't kill me as my fat sheep." Chen Zong simply responded.

"You know he is Liumen's person." He Tielin said, "Liumen is one of the three main forces of the formal disciples. There are many masters and they are overbearing. Offending them is often very miserable. Otherwise I would have to stay away from you. "

It sounded like a joke, but it was true. It also helped Chen Zong understand He Tielin's temperament. Such a person might be able to make friends, but he must not become a close friend, but an ordinary friend.

Among the official disciples, there are more than a dozen forces, but only three are really powerful, namely Liumen, Ningmen, and Momen. The three major forces are all one of the seven sword stars.

It is said that these three gates are also related to the disciples of the town palace.

Soon, all the disciples were present. The disciples who were going to participate in the star contest were standing under the round platform. The disciples who were not participating jumped up to the surrounding stairs to watch.

"Moving the force column." As the elder's voice dropped, five disciples soon jumped onto the ring with five pillars in line.

The force-measuring column has a half-meter-diameter circular base, which is very stable. The whole column is white, and the thickness of the thighs is 2.5 meters. It is intact from the base to 1.5 meters, but it expands around the height of 1.5 meters. The circle looks very tough. From one meter five to two meters five, there is a finger wide transparent in the middle, and a scale is marked next to it.

The scale is from bottom to top, one to one hundred in turn.

"This is a force column, which is used to test the attack force." The elder pointed at the five peculiar white pillars and said, "I know that some warriors are good at attacking, some are good at defense, and some are good at dodge, but as a training Sword warrior, attack power is the first factor that determines strength. Without sufficient attack power, how can you become a strong swordsman and how to become a swordsman. "

Some words make a lot of sense, the sword is originally a representative of the attack, the attack power is not enough, how to practice the sword.

"There are one hundred scales on the ergometer, one to thirty corresponds to one turn of strength, 31 to sixty corresponds to two times of strength, and sixty-one to ninety corresponds to three times of strength."

"There are two links in the Rising Stars. The first link is to hit the force measurement column. Those who are less than fifteen scales will be eliminated. Each person will have three opportunities to take the maximum."

"Testing begins."

As the words of the elders fall, the disciples who want to participate in the Star Race are divided into five columns and tested in turn.

"Excuse the elders, can they use their swordsmanship?" The first disciple to be tested asked more quickly.

"Yes," the elder responded.

After getting a response, one by one he immediately waved his ritual sword to perform his sword skills.

The lights of the sword flickered, and they tried their best to kill them. They slammed into the force measurement area of ​​the force column. With a slam, Chen Zong clearly saw that the force measurement area was under the sword and sunken into the interior. Immediately, a red color passed from it Rising up, into the scale area.

On the scale area, the three scale numbers of thirty, sixty, and ninety are all bronze, and the font is very clear. The scales of ten, twenty, forty, fifty, seventy, and eighty are black iron. It is relatively small, but it is also very clear. As for the nine styles one to one hundred, the golden yellow is more eye-catching.

"How nine, impossible."

"Haha, I have reached fifteen."

Some people are happy and some are unhappy. Less than ten have two mobile phone meetings, and they have shot again. Some have reached ten, and some have not reached ten. They have been eliminated and the indescribable depression.

In the first batch of five people tested, only two were eliminated by passing three. Immediately, those who have not yet tested put their minds right. They thought this was not difficult. Now it seems that the difficulty is not small. And being eliminated, it will definitely be depressed to death.

Chen Zong swept his eyes quickly while taking a new batch of people to test, his eyes suddenly stopped, because he saw a familiar figure.

The silver-white sword robe, with a look of indifferent expression, his eyes were sharply sharp.

Silver Sword Star!

Before ~ ​​www.readwn.com ~ Chen Zong did not understand the meaning of the silver sword star at all. Now I know that it is one of the seven sword stars in the true sword school and one of the seven most powerful disciples.

In the upward direction, that's the disciple of the town palace. Only when you have four rounds of strength can you be qualified to become a disciple of the town palace.

Around the Silver Sword Star, there was no one, as if it were an absolute area. The same scene, Chen Zong was also seen in a few other people, so it can be judged that those people are also one of the Seven Sword Stars.

"It's so strong, it hit 18 marks."

"That's not weak, even hitting the seventeenth mark."

Several batches have been tested until now, at most, it is 16 marks, so those who can score 18 marks and 17 marks immediately attracted attention.

"Twenty ticks, who is that?"

As more and more people test, some stronger ones gradually appear.

Soon, Chen Zong's turn was tested.