Chapter 10 Unpredictable People

After choosing a prefecture-level low-grade footwork, Chen Zong went to He Tielin's residence to look for it, but he wasn't there.

"Boy, are you still dreaming that He Tielin will give you two hundred and fifty swordsmanship? It's ridiculous. He Tielin has already exchanged all his swordsmanship for training resources to find a place to practice." When Qikang saw Chen Zong, his eyes narrowed. Blossom shot out a ray of essence, sneered, and his tone was full of ridicule.

Chen Zong was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't say anything. This may be true, or it may be Qi Kang's provocation.

Whether it was true or false, it was a fact that He Tielin could not be found. Chen Zong ignored Qikang and turned to leave.

"Hehe." Qi Kang looked at Chen Zong's back and smiled coldly.

"If you really do that, it can only mean that you are not worth making friends at all." Chen Zong secretly said, exhaling.

The prefecture-level low-grade footwork chosen this time is a footwork suitable for combat. It is called Bafang Sijibu, which means eight directions and four poles, and it can reach everywhere. Of course, it is only a district-level low-grade footwork. It's just a wish of the person who created this footwork.

Ten low-grade training strength pills were also delivered to Chen Zong. Taking this low-grade training strength pill can double the speed of refining the inner strength, which is equivalent to doubling the training speed, but the duration is only one day.

Ten grains of low-grade training in the strength state is equivalent to allowing Chen Zong to practice for ten more days.

However, it is not advisable to take pill pills continuously for a long time, otherwise it will leave impurities in the body, which will continue to accumulate and affect the purity of the body. Impurities are absorbed faster.

Today, after practicing the wind-cutting swordsmanship and the basic eighteen poses, Chen Zong practiced the four-pole step in all directions.

The secret of the Bafang Quadruple Step is that you step on the Bafang and cross the quadruple.

Eight footprints were stepped on by Chen Zong's feet on the hard ground. Each of them was on one side, forming eight directions, and a straight line connected all sides. It seemed to be very regular.

Inner strength is different from the power of qi and blood. Once the power of qi and blood is erupted, it is often easily consumed, but the inner strength can be maintained for a longer time. Only when the ultimate move is displayed, the consumption will increase, but In terms of stamina, it is still better than the power of blood.

After practicing the Bafang Quadruple Steps more than ten times in a row, stepping into the realm of Xiaocheng, the body shape moves and the pace changes, and it looks faster and more variable.

exhale,

Just when Chen Zong was about to enter the building and run the exercises to restore his inner strength, the door of the small courtyard was knocked vigorously, bang bang bang, the whole door seemed to be violently hammered open.

"Who?" Chen Zong asked.

"Open the door." A cold voice came from outside the door.

"Sign up and come." As soon as he heard the other party's tone, Chen Zong knew that the visitor was not good.

"Open the door, or you will be at your own risk." The other party became angry.

"Then try." Chen Zong smiled.

The rules of the Zhenjian Academy are clearly written. During the time when the disciples live, the small courtyard is owned by the disciples, and other disciples are not allowed to forcibly enter, otherwise they will violate the rules of the palace and will be punished.

Of course, everything is not absolute, but for most disciples, it is very deterrent.

"Chen Zong, I'm Li Beiyu, the 43rd on the Iron Sword List. I have something important to do with you. Open the door right away." There was a meal outside, and then a voice that lowered his anger sounded. The other party didn't have the guts to blatantly violate the palace. Regulations, especially this small courtyard is also the residence of one of the seven new stars.

"Iron Sword List!" Chen Zong was slightly surprised.

In the corner of the official disciple area of ​​the Zhenjian Academy, there is a stone wall erected. There are seven columns on the stone wall, and each column has seven famous brands. This is the Iron Sword List.

In addition to Qijianxing, only the strongest forty-nine formal disciples can be listed on the Iron Sword List.

Of course, it is good to be listed on the Iron Sword List, to gain fame and fortune.

For example, the disciples in the first column can get 70 swordsmen every month, the second column can get 60 swordsmen every month, and so on, the seventh column can get ten swords every month. .

Li Beiyu's forty-third place is the seventh column.

There were more than 200 disciples in the previous session, each of whom had been cultivating for three years, and their talents were not bad. Their cultivation bases had at least reached the early stage of the third rank of the power training realm. Turn to peak.

Li Beiyu was ranked forty-third on the Iron Sword List, and his strength was indeed better than most of the previous disciples.

"What's the matter, let's talk." Chen Zong opened the door, and outside the door stood a man with thick eyebrows, as if he had been painted in heavy ink, but with small eyes, his face was full of anger.

"Chen Zong, you are so majestic, to make a senior brother stand outside the door and wait for a long time. It is too ignorant of the previous senior senior brother." Li Beiyu immediately put it on Chen Zong as soon as he opened his mouth. a hat.

"Don't dare, please tell me if Brother Li has anything to do. If there is nothing, I will go to practice." Chen Zong was unmoved, his tone was neither light nor serious.

"You..." Li Beiyu was almost blown up, his chest heaved a few times and then calmed down, a bit of ridicule appeared on his face: "Chen Zong, there is nothing to be arrogant to get seven new stars."

"Dare to ask Li Senior Brother, did you get the Seven Nova Stars back then?" Chen Zong asked back, as if he had hit a sore spot, Li Beiyu's face changed again, his eyes became cold and terrifying, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed, with a bit of condensed The killing intent, with the cooperation of the tyrannical spiritual will, directly approached Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's pupils trembled slightly. Compared with Yang Jingzhi, Li Beiyu's imposing manner was indeed much more tyrannical, and the two of them were both practicing the third level of strength.

Li Beiyu only ranked forty-third on the Iron Sword List, so what about the higher-ranked disciples?

How strong should the strength be?

The strength of a martial artist's momentum is often directly related to the level of strength. Of course, there may be some special cases, but very few.

However, he may not be able to beat the third turn of the practice force now, but the opponent wants to oppress him with his momentum and spiritual will, which is too underestimated.

Standing still, his eyes were condensed and looked at him, and there was no difference.

"Junior Brother Chen, your strength is not weak, do you dare to fight me?" Li Beiyu showed a sneer while surprised.

"There will be that day." Chen Zong said bluntly: "It won't be too far."

"Okay, then senior brother, I'll wait." Li Beiyu was stunned, and then his face was full of ridicule. It was too much to think that he would be able to compete with himself by defeating one or two ordinary training forces. Innocent: "Stop talking nonsense, Junior Brother Chen, I am a member of Liumen, and I am specially ordered by the Lord of Liumen to invite you to join Liumen, but now it seems that Junior Brother Chen is arrogant and looks down on us. Liumen, not only does not look down on it, but also speaks rudely, and does not take our Liumen people in the eyes, I will report to the Liumen master one by one, and he will decide."

When the words fell, Li Beiyu turned around and left immediately, Chen Zong was stunned.

He secretly thought that this Li Beiyu was really a talent, and he had a bad tone at first, then he put a hat on him for disrespecting his senior brother, and then threatened, and finally said that he did not take the people of Liumen in his eyes, etc. .

Even so, Chen Zong will not explain.

In this way, it can be regarded as a complete match with Liumen.

It is not wise to provoke a powerful enemy like Liumen at once, but sometimes it is so helpless, it is not that you do not want trouble, trouble will stay away, but inadvertently entanglement Upper body, unless you are willing to compromise, you can only bear.

If Chen Zong doesn't compromise, he can only face it.

"Alright, let Liumen be my sword grinding stone in the True Sword Academy." Chen Zong said to himself, if someone heard this, he would probably be treated as an idiot.

Liumen, the official disciple is regarded as one of the three major forces. There are dozens of masters who have practiced the third turn of Jinjing. Among them, there are more than ten masters on the Iron Sword Ranking. The master is one of the seven sword stars. Jian Xing did not dare to say the words that Liumen will be the sword grinding stone.

Chen Zong dared to speak and act.

After closing the courtyard door and entering the small building, Chen Zong sat down cross-legged and used Zheng Yuan Jin to recover his inner energy.

In more than ten days, Chen Zong has completed the first training of Zhengyuan Jin, and has already carried out the second training.

For a practice, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the internal energy will be, and the speed of cultivation and recovery will also increase accordingly. Of course, higher-level exercises are better than lower-level exercises.

When he was in the Qi and Blood Realm, Chen Zong obtained the True Sword Heaven's Absolute Art. When he broke through to the Jin Jing Realm, he hoped that he could get a good Earth-level practice or swordsmanship from the mysterious sword tip, but he didn't.

The mysterious tip of the sword is unpredictable, and it is not something that he can grasp. Chen Zong also knows that instead of pinning his hopes on the tip of the mysterious sword, it is better to believe in himself and make progress with his own efforts and abilities.

"Did he really say that?"

In a small courtyard, Liu Wufeng, the master of Liumen wearing a cyan sword robe, opened and closed his eyes, bursting out with an astonishing sternness, his tone was slow and slow, but it brought an indescribable pressure to Li Beiyu.

It is also the cultivation base of practicing the third rank of the power realm, but because of the gap between the cultivation technique and martial arts, because of the gap in various aspects, the strength will show obvious differences. The powerful practice of the third rank of the power realm can kill the weak with one sword. Practicing strength three turns.

He, Li Beiyu, can be regarded as a top-ranked master among the entire formal disciples, but facing the Lord of Liumen, he seems very weak. It seems that the opponent can kill himself with a single sword.

This is the gap between himself and Qijianxing.

"Yes, the sect master." Li Beiyu came back to his senses and replied quickly, bowing his head, not daring to look at Liu Wufeng, those eyes were too sharp.

"Since I look down on my Liumen, there is no need to recruit such arrogant people." Liu Wufeng closed his eyes again, his tone was light: "I will leave this matter to you, remember, do not violate the rules of the palace."

"Yes." Li Beiyu responded loudly, which fulfilled his mind.

In fact, what he looked down on Liumen, etc., was made up by himself. He was impulsive at the time, but now he thinks about it, he is a little scared. If he is found out by the sect master, he will definitely be punished. thing, and make it into that thing.

"As a master on the Iron Sword List, I can't deal with you personally, but I can arrange for others."