Sword God

(The first guest came out, and the wider world slowly unfolded)

May 10, 395 in the true military calendar.

It has been eight months since Chen Zong entered the clan hall, and he won the chief king for the eighth time.

"Chen Zong, although I lost to you every time, my blood has been tempered four times. Tomorrow, I will become a warrior, earlier than you." Although Chen Guzhan was defeated, he was not discouraged. Because he was used to it.

"Congratulations," Chen Zong laughed. "But you have to work harder, or maybe I will overtake you after I become a warrior."

"You have no chance." Chen Guzhan shook his fist, full of confidence.

At the beginning, his blood gas quenching was very slow, but after the first pass, the second pass was significantly accelerated, and the third pass was faster. Now, in eight months, the fourth pass has been completed. Later, he surpassed Chen Fenghua. Those who contacted Hu Xiaojue earlier were considered talented, but he didn't know that at this time, Chen Zong was already tempering his sixth blood, and it was not far away from completion.

Otherwise, his confidence would not be so full.

An altar of tiger-yang strong bone wine has improved Chen Zong's blood tempering progress a bit.

"In a month, I will be able to complete the sixth tempering." Chen Zong was very sure.

May 13th, 395, the true military calendar.

Chen Chuyun's courtyard.

"Chen Zong, you don't have to come again tomorrow." Chen Chuyun's eyes fell on Chen Zong's face, his tone light and watery.

Chen Zong was puzzled.

"From tomorrow onwards, I will leave the clan hall and go to Qisong Wuyuan." Chen Chuyun saw the doubt in Chen Zong's eyes and explained: "Yesterday, I participated in the battle of Fengwu City and won the top 100. Admitted to Qisong Wuyuan. "

Chen Zong immediately understood, but had more questions.

What is the Qiqi Wuyuan?

What is the battle of Fengwucheng heroes?

"Do you know how big this Donglu is?" Chen Chuyun asked in a leisurely tone, before waiting for Chen Zong to answer, he said, "I don't know how big this Donglu is. As far as I know, there are many cities in Donglu. Fengwu City is just one of them. The Fengwu City where we are located and the six Wuchengs in Jinmu Shuihuo Mine are close to each other to form an area named Qiqiu Land. Qiqiwuyuan is the largest force dedicated to the elite. Training of warriors. "

"Teaching, if you want to enter the Qijian Wuyuan, do you want to participate in the battle of Fengwu City and the top one hundred?" Chen Zong asked, his eyes were hot, and his sword was scabbard.

"Conditional, the age must not be more than eighteen years old. If Xiu has reached the seventh level of Qi and Blood, there is no need to take a test, and he will be admitted directly. If he is less than Qi level, he will be in the top 100." Chen Chuyun Briefly said: "You are now undergoing the sixth pass of blood gas tempering. Before the age of eighteen, if you ca n’t break through to the seventh level of Qi and Blood, you can reach the sixth level. With your strength, it is enough to be included in the top 100 of the heroic battle. . "

"Teaching, I will go to Qisong Wuyuan as soon as possible." Chen Zong resolutely.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the martial arts court." Chen Chuyun smiled, as the snow lotus bloomed, beautiful: "From today on, you don't have to call me teaching, you can call me by name or cousin."

"Then I call you Yun Yun." Chen Zong also laughed.

"Chen Zong, you must remember that in the city of Fengwu, our Chen family is not the only one." Chen Chuyun said positively: "In the city of Fengwu, there are three big families and five big families. Our Chen family is just one of the five big families. In addition, there are Many small families and small forces, as far as I know, several geniuses have appeared in the three giants and the other four major families this year. Some are not inferior to you. There are two or three, even above you. . "

"Who's there?" Not only was Chen Zong not afraid, but a trace of excitement appeared in his heart, and now he is invincible among the martial artists in the Chen Family Hall.

"The three giants, the Tang family Tang Junluo, the Li family Li Zhenshi, and the Zhao family Zhao Wangcheng, as far as I know, these three people are one year younger than you, but they have already tempered their blood six times and are hitting the seventh time, It is unknown whether they will be successful, but they may become your big opponents. "Chen Chuyun said, if this is heard by others, it is estimated that it will lead to a mockery.

Who are those three?

Those three are the children of the clan among the three giants. They have a prominent position, superior talents, and powerful arrogance.

Who is Chen Zong?

It's just a kid from a tribe.

The contrast between the two sides is like a dragon and a snake.

But neither Chen Chuyun nor Chen Zong himself would think that he is inferior to others. It is nothing to be noble in origin, and it is nothing to fall behind temporarily.

"Cultivate well, don't take advantage of greed, I'll wait for you at Qisong Wuyuan." Chen Chuyun smiled, took out a silk book from her arms, and handed it to Chen Zong: "This book is my chance. I give it to you, and hope to inspire you to practice your sword. "

Chen Zong took it, and the thin black thin silk book also brought a mild and fragrant girly fragrance.

The cover of the book is black with three silver characters on it.

Little Sword Sutra!

These three words are dazzling and eye-catching!

It makes Chen Zong have a hard-to-see feeling, as if sharpened and restrained, like a sharp sword.

"Well, Xiao Jian will go back and read it carefully and start training today." Chen Chuyun said.

"Yes." Chen Zong put Xiao Jianjing in his arms.

Soon, after a day of training, Chen Zong and Chen Chuyun bid farewell, and were reluctant.

With months of contact, almost daily contact, and dedicated teaching, the two are close to each other like sisters and brothers. Now they have to be separated. It is difficult to see each other for at least a few years, and it is inevitable.

However, both of them are decisive, and they have no trouble, they also know that today's difference is to better meet in the future.

After returning to the house to wash, sit comfortably on the bed and pick up the silk book donated by Chen Chuyun.

The Little Sword Classic!

The three silver words are still dazzling.

Like a pilgrimage heart, Chen Zong slowly opened the cover slowly and softly, and his eyes fell on the top of the page.

Sword Preface!

His eyes moved downwards, his flickering flicker.

"Sword, sharp blade."

"Holding a sword, not decorating, just to protect yourself and kill the enemy."

"Practice swords, not to eat and drink, not to be so casual, not to walk and chat, not to be so idle."

"The sword is in your hands, and you need to be sincere. Between straight and straight, when you are fearless, you will be defeated."

"Draw a sword, be decisive, and make a sword, don't hesitate to hesitate."

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The sharp and compelling typeface composes one sentence after another, concise and powerful words, which makes Chen Zong inexplicably beating his heart. His left hand unconsciously touches the iron sword placed next to him.

Looking at those words, Chen Zong seemed to see a peerless swordsman waving his sword lettering.

After reading the preface to the sword, the second one, called Basic Sword Techniques, is also the basic eighteen style taught by Chen Chuyun. After several months of practice, Chen Zong has already cultivated the basic eighteen style into one. The sword moves as much as you like, but after reading it carefully, you still get the slightest impression.

The third one is called Four Swords of Sword Techniques.

"Four swordsmanship: fast, accurate, stable, and ruthless!"

"Only fast, you can be unprepared to attack and be unprepared, which is indefensible."

"The only thing that can be done is 100%, and there will be no deviation."

"Only stable, can we not miss, and have more ease."

"Only ruthless can we kill the enemy and defeat the thorns."

Looking at it again, it is more intuitive and more powerful than Chen Chuyun's speech teaching. However, at present, Chen Zong only cultivates three-character tips, and he has never really practiced them.

Read it carefully, as well as the explanation and training method of the four-character tactics, turn to the last one, there is a drop in the lower right corner-Xuan Bingzi!

"Xuan Bingzi?"

"Who is this?"

"No matter who it is, to be able to write these small sword classics, must be a master of swordsmanship." Chen Zong's heart appeared a trace of admiration.

On the second day, Chen Zong still came outside Chen Chuyun's courtyard, but the courtyard door was closed and stood in front of the door for a long time. Chen Zong turned and left, and he secretly decided that one day he would also live in this courtyard. Inside.

May 20, 395 in the true military calendar.

A corner of the training ground.

"Chen Zong, pick the knife."

The blade of light flashed into a continuous trend, as if the waterfall slashed to death.

Faster, more urgent and more fierce!

Chen Zong's sword, the swordsmanship of the three fulfilling realms were cast alternately in an instant, and under continuous transformation, he was not able to break Chen Fenghua's sword light, but was forced back a few steps.

Chen Fenghua kept coming out of the sword, and the chain of swords in the perfect state was endless. If the sea tide was turbulent, wave after wave, UU reading book www.uukanshu. com Chen Zong keeps waving his sword, but can only keep back.

After pushing Chen Zong back ten steps, Chen Fenghua's sword light converged and retracted into the sheath.

"Ha ha ha ha, Chen Zong, I finally knocked you back." Chen Fenghua smiled, and it was difficult to see the usual calmness.

"Congratulations." Chen Zong did not feel the slightest frustration, but smiled. From Chen Fenghua's sword to the knife, he saw that the other party's cultivation had broken through, reaching the fourth level of Qi and Blood, and becoming a warrior.

Only in this way can Chen Fenghua exert his power and make the power of serial swords stronger.

"Chen Zong, practice well, and strive for a breakthrough as soon as possible." Chen Fenghua patted Chen Zong's shoulder, said old-fashioned, quite proud.

There was no way. At the time, he was very confident, but he lost eight times to Chen Zongjian. The blow was not small. Now he is a warrior one step ahead of Chen Zong, and his sour heart can not be expressed.

May 25, 395 in the true military calendar.

Chen Yong, who always had a face, and Chen Ying, who had sharp eyes, came together.

"Congratulations to you." Chen Zong took the lead in speaking. From the complexion and breath of the two, Chen Zong judged that both of them had broken through, reaching the fourth level of Qi and Blood and becoming warriors.

"Well, Chen Zong, I'm one step ahead of you." Chen Yingjiao hummed.

"Finally beat you once." Chen Yong laughed.

Then they left.

Chen Zong couldn't help but be speechless. How hard did these four men get hit by themselves? Come to see for yourself when they break through.

"Both of you have quenched your blood gas four times, and although I am a step slower, I can train at least six times. At that time, I will still be able to beat you." Chen Zong thought that he would defeat the four of them again in the future. A scene, could not help showing a smile.

"It's coming fast, I have a hunch, and soon my blood will be able to complete the sixth pass of tempering."