Chapter 5 Who Can Be the Chief
Zhenwu calendar 394 October 10.
Contrary to the usual situation, the sky is dark, the clouds are dense, and it seems to be depressed.
The wind that blew was a little unscrupulous, rolling up dust and sand, and when it blew across the cheeks, it made people feel the slightest coolness.
The children of each group have already gathered in every corner of the martial arts field, and the swordsmanship group gathered in the northeast corner of the martial arts field and lined up neatly.
"Today is the first battle for the group leader in January, and it is also the first battle for you to enter the clan hall." Chen Chuyun's cold voice penetrated into everyone's ears clearly through the cool breeze: "Once you win the group leader, you will get the Ten energy pills reward."
Everyone's eyes widened.
"Defeat other team leaders, and you will get a jar of medicinal wine made from Huyang Zhuanggu ointment."
Chen Zuoyi and other five clan disciples not only widened their eyes, but also breathed quickly. Obviously, this medicinal wine is more valuable than ten energy pills.
"Huyang Zhuanggu Gao is a secret medicine made by our Chen family with a unique secret recipe. It strengthens bones and marrow and refines blood energy." Chen Chuyun glanced at Chen Zong and explained, "The effect is better than Jingqi Pill. ."
In fact, energy pills are more suitable for quenching blood qi before taking, and the help for quenching blood qi is not as good as before, but the medicinal wine made from Huyang Zhuanggu paste mainly strengthens bones and bone marrow to quench blood qi.
"I will not only win the chief of the sword group, but also defeat the other four chiefs." Chen Zuoyi vowed and made no secret of his determination.
"Brother Zuoyi is the number one swordsman, and the chief must be you." Chen Shuiqing flattered.
"Swords have no eyes. For the fairness and safety of the competition, you can only use wooden swords to fight." On the left of Chen Chuyun is a bundle of black wooden swords, with the same length and thickness, and on the right is a black wooden box: "The seven of you, There will be a lottery, one versus two, three versus four, five versus six, and seven bye.”
"I'll come first." Chen Wu quickly walked to the wooden box and reached out, took out a wooden sign: "Haha, number seven, I'm so lucky."
The other six came forward in turn, Chen Zong drew No. 5, and his opponent was No. 6.
"The first game, No. 1 vs. No. 2."
Everyone backed away and gave the venue to No. 1 and No. 2.
No. 1 is Chen Yan, No. 2 is Chen Shuiqing, which happens to be two women among the seven.
"Admit defeat, you are not my opponent." Chen Shuiqing waved his wooden sword and pointed at Chen Yan, proudly saying.
"How would you know if you haven't beaten it?" Chen Yan smiled and put on the swordfighting style.
"You asked for it yourself." Chen Shuiqing practiced the afterimage sword technique. A sword stabbed out, the sword body trembled slightly, and three sword shadows were transformed into three sword shadows, which alternated with the sword body.
Chen Yan's body swayed, and his wooden sword was waving like a willow branch, which also reached the peak of Dacheng.
The sword technique of Fu Liu, which is also at the peak of the great achievement, has a softness when it is displayed under Chen Yanjian, but it has a kind of toughness when it is displayed under Chen Zong.
In Chen Zong's eyes, whether it is Chen Yan or Chen Shuiqing, there are many flaws in their swordsmanship.
It only took five minutes from the sword to the end, Chen Shuiqing was defeated by one move, and his face was ashen.
No. 3 is Chen Shaoze and No. 4 is Chen Zuoyi. The two did not fight because Chen Shaoze directly conceded defeat and knew that he was not Chen Zuoyi's opponent. Chen Zuoyi took it for granted.
In the third battle, Chen Zong confronted Chen Che. Chen Zuoyi gave Chen Che a look, and Chen Che nodded secretly.
"The local turtle of the branch, let me see how well you practiced the three swordsmanships?" Chen Che put on the eagle fencing technique and grinned: "Have you gotten started yet?"
Chen Zong didn't show any swordsmanship, he just stood upright with the wooden sword.
"Arrogant turtle." Chen Shuiqing was in a bad mood and made no secret of irony.
"Probably don't even have access to it, I'm embarrassed to take it out, I'm afraid of being embarrassed." Chen Wu smiled, and the corner of Chen Zuoyi's mouth hung up, a touch of contempt.
"Take me a move, eagle claw strike!" Chen Che's eyes were cold and stern, and his footsteps flew.
Gently jumping up, the wooden sword in his hand stabbed quickly, and under the slight tremor of the wrist, the sword was like the sharp claws of an eagle, and it grabbed Chen Zong's shoulder.
The wooden sword was fast, ruthless, and merciless. It seemed that he was determined to injure Chen Zong. Chen Zong remained motionless as if he was frightened.
Chen Wu and the others grinned, and when they were about to laugh, Chen Zong moved, raised his right hand, and the black wooden sword stabbed like lightning, hitting Chen Che's chest directly following the flaw.
The man turned on his back, fell to the ground, and his chest was in constant pain. Chen Che could be sure that the place where he was hit was definitely a piece of black green, but he was confused. What happened?
Obviously his own eagle claw strike was about to hit the opponent's shoulder, why did he suddenly fall to the ground and roll?
Chen Wu opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a word, the whole person was messy, and Chen Zuoyi was also surprised, the sword just now was very fast.
Chen Chuyun nodded secretly, the recent training has been quite fruitful.
Fast, accurate and stable already has a certain degree of heat.
There is no doubt that Chen Zong's victory was just an understatement of the sword. He can also see that none of these people have practiced the basic 18-style. Perhaps, they did not pay attention to it at all, otherwise, the flaws in Chen Che's swordsmanship , will not be so obvious.
"You four draw lots again." Chen Chuyun said.
This time, Chen Zong drew No. 2, Chen Yan was No. 3, Chen Wu was No. 4, and Chen Zuoyi was No. 1.
"Remember what I said 20 days ago, it will soon be fulfilled." Although Chen Zuoyi was surprised at the speed of Chen Zong's sword, he still did not pay attention to it. So easy to turn around.
"Please." Chen Zong's answer was very simple.
"Brother Zuoyi, teach him a lesson." Chen Shuiqing shouted.
"Yes." Chen Che nodded vigorously, affected the wound on his chest, and gasped.
Chen Zuoyi put on the eagle fencing method, and the whole person's breath changed immediately, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, as if he regarded Chen Zong as his prey.
The same swordsmanship and the same realm, exhibited in Chen Zuoyi, completely outperformed Chen Che. This is a powerful opponent, and he deserves to be taken seriously. Chen Zong also used the eagle fencing method to start.
Everyone only felt that Chen Zong seemed to be turning into an eagle and soaring.
"Impossible!" Not only Chen Zuoyi, but several others also whispered.
Didn't it mean that after Chen Zong entered the clan hall, he began to practice the three swordsmanships such as eagle fencing and fencing? Why did the starting style he put on has reached the peak of Dacheng, and even surpassed Chen Zuoyi.
"There is already a hint of a sense of perfection." Chen Chuyun secretly said.
When the swordsmanship has reached this point, it is not difficult to reach the state of perfection by continuing to practice, it is only a matter of time.
It sounds simple, but it's actually not easy. For most people, no matter how much effort they put in, they can't cultivate martial arts to the state of perfection. That's something only a few people can do.
Out of the sword!
Like an eagle soaring, its wings spread out across the sky.
Eagle fencing method, the main attack, with the sharp edge of the sword against the enemy, the interpretation is fierce.
Eagle Wing Strike!
Eagle Claw Strike!
Eagle soars!
Eagle pecking!
One sword and one sword, merciless, the wooden sword is like wings, claws, and sharp mouths.
Following a flaw, Chen Zong slashed out a sword and hit Chen Zuoyi's arm directly, like a whip whipping, Chen Zuoyi's arm trembled, and the wooden sword almost fell from his hand, and he hurriedly retreated.
"Wait." Seeing that Chen Zong was about to pursue, Chen Zuoyi quickly spoke.
"You want to admit defeat?" Chen Zong's words made Chen Zuoyi almost vomit blood.
"I won't admit defeat. I just fought, not my real strength. Now, let you know how powerful I am." Chen Zuoyi said angrily, and once again put on a swordsmanship, which was completely different from eagle fencing. A kind of brisk, and immediately, Chen Zuoyi carried blood, and his skin was slightly red.
"Quick Sword!" With a low voice, Chen Zuoyi pulled out his sword. The speed of the sword was astonishing, piercing the air and making a sharp whistling sound.
"It's so fast!" Chen Zong was surprised, he quickly retreated, and the wooden sword swirled and picked up to hold the opponent's sword. Unexpectedly, Chen Zuoyi quickly retracted the sword and stabbed it again, with a slight increase in speed.
One sword followed another, the faster the speed, Chen Zong kept retreating, his eyes were sharp, looking for flaws in Chen Zuoyi's swordsmanship.
This fast sword has very few flaws, and it is fleeting and difficult to grasp.
If that's the case, then create your own flaws.
Willow pose!
False shadow!
Eagle pecking!
A sword stabbed Chen Zuoyi's wrist directly, and the terrifying force seemed to shatter bones and bones, causing the sword to fall off.
Another sword hit Chen Zuoyi's throat.
"Before, you could admit defeat." Chen Zong said quietly, causing Chen Zuoyi to almost vomit blood again.
He has clearly displayed the seven types of fast swords that are more powerful than the eagle fencing technique. He has obviously carried the blood and energy to strengthen his body in all directions, and his strength has increased by 100 pounds, and finally he was defeated.
Next, it was Chen Yan versus Chen Wu.
What Chen Wu practiced was the afterimage swordsmanship. The two sides faced off. Chen Wu's sword was pressing, and Chen Yan was defeated.
"In the last battle, Chen Zong confronts Chen Wu." Chen Chuyun announced.
This battle is related to the ownership of the chief of the sword team, and it is more related to the ownership of the ten energy pills.
"I admit defeat." Chen Wu said after hesitating for a while. His strength is at best similar to Chen Che, not as good as Chen Zuoyi, and Chen Zuoyi's full strength was also defeated by Chen Zong, and he ended up playing against Chen Zong. Only the same only one.
In this case, Chen Wu didn't want to go up, so as not to lose face.
A swordsman who competes like this, but is afraid of a battle, his sharpness is lost, and it is difficult to achieve success, Chen Chuyun secretly said, but this is the opponent's right, and she will not interfere.
"The chief of the sword team is Chen Zong. In the afternoon, it will be the battle of the five chiefs. There will be clan elders to watch the battle." Chen Chuyun said: "Chen Zong, prepare well and defeat the other four chiefs."
"Yes." Chen Zong's voice was absolutely powerful.
"Disband."
Chen Chuyun left, and Chen Zong also left.
"Hmph, the villain is successful." Staring at Chen Zong's back, Chen Che was indignant.
"Does he think that winning the chief of the sword group can defeat the chiefs of the other four groups? He is too self-righteous." Chen Shuiqing was the same.
"As far as I know, Chen Fenghua of the knife group has practiced both the serial knife technique and the heavy-hitting knife technique to the peak of his achievements, and his strength is even higher than mine." Chen Zuoyi sneered.
"In the afternoon, let's see how this clan loses face in front of the elders." Chen Wu said with a smile.
"You guys are really pathetic." Chen Yan said, and left in the face of everyone's ashen faces.