Chapter 6 Rising Dragon Stickers

(Practice hard, it's time to show off your skills)

"Your hammer is a little stronger."

"Your hammer, the speed should be a little slower."

In the foundry room, Chen Zong waved his hammer, and Elder Lie stood watching and said from time to time.

Although Chen Zong refused to be his apprentice that day and made him leave in anger, the next day Chen Zong went to the foundry as usual. Elder Lie seemed as if nothing had happened. However, his attitude towards Chen Zong was compared with the previous one. It was obviously much better, and from time to time he ran to Chen Zong's side to give him pointers.

Someone pointed out that Chen Zong would not refuse, and the skill of blacksmithing advanced by leaps and bounds.

Zhenwu calendar September 6, 395.

Chen Zong also had twenty days to become a martial artist.

Practice the sword!

Spectacle.

In an instant, two sword lights burst out of the sky, and it was still possible to tell that there were two more blurry sword lights next to the two sword lights.

"It's about to break through."

With a secret voice, Chen Zong continued to practice.

Over and over again, until a sword is split, there are four clear sword lights.

One sword divides four lights, which is the first level of light-splitting swordsmanship.

It took about twenty days in total from contacting the Light Sword Technique to the first level of cultivation to the realm of small success. Compared with the previous practice of the eight-style of the real sword, the progress was similar, which made Chen Zong more aware of the non-comparison of the eight-style of the real sword. unusual.

"Perhaps, I should spend more time cultivating the eight-style of the real sword to the realm of subtlety." Chen Zong secretly said, with some reverie: "Maybe, I will cultivate the eight-style of real sword to the realm of subtlety, and the mysterious sword tip will give it to me. I have better swordsmanship."

After practicing 30 times of True Sword Eight Forms, he returned to his house, and after a short rest, he practiced the first level of the Fierce Tiger Art.

After 20 days of practice, the qi and blood of the whole body have increased a lot compared to before, but there is still a long way to go before the filling of qi and blood on the fifth floor. It takes one year to reach the fifth level of Qi and Blood by one's own efforts.

He has quenched his blood energy seven times. Those who have tempered blood qi three times, if there is no external help, want to upgrade to the fifth layer of qi and blood, I don't know how many years it will take.

What's more, as the age increases, the whole body of qi and blood will gradually deplete, and this exhaustion can be delayed unless one can break through to the seventh layer of the qi and blood realm to form a small circle of qi and blood.

"After a while, I will be able to receive the first month's quest rewards from the foundry. I wonder how many contribution points will there be?"

The reward for the task of being an apprentice in the foundry is closely related to the evaluation given by Elder Lie. Now Elder Lie is also considered to be favoring him, and the evaluation should not be low.

On September 10, 395 of the Zhenwu calendar, Chen Zong entered the family hall and was one year old.

afternoon.

In the foundry room, Chen Zong wielded a hammer to create iron blocks.

A hammer was raised and then dropped, lightly thumping the thick iron, and another hammer struck down in an instant.

After 20 days of repeated use and Elder Lie's guidance from time to time, the four key points of light, heavy, urgent and slow have reached a level of freedom of change.

If you compare it to a martial arts, now, Chen Zong has reached the realm of great achievement.

However, in a short period of time, the crude iron did not need to be sent into the furnace again to burn red, and it was already turned into an ordinary iron block by Chen Zong.

Ten centimeters long, ten centimeters wide and ten centimeters high, the surface is flat and smooth, and the texture is fine. At first glance, it can be seen that it is a high-quality ordinary iron block. Sharp, often better.

Doing the math, this is the forty-fourth piece of mortal iron that Chen Zong personally made after he came to the foundry, which is enough to smelt and cast forty-four mortal iron swords or mortal iron knives.

"Play a piece today."

After cleaning up, Chen Zong, Chen Wuhou and Chen Qi said hello and left the foundry.

"Clan brother walk slowly." Chen Wuhou waved his hand with a smile. From the beginning, he didn't care about this clan brother, and now he admires it very much, and there is still an indescribable little jealousy in his heart.

Chen Qi is very envious.

It's also a little embarrassing, after all, what he said before is not very pleasant.

If there is no accident, today should be the day when the new children enter the outer hall of the clan hall, and Chen Yiming should also come.

"Chen Zhigang, why are you here?"

Before seeing Chen Yiming, Chen Zong met an unexpected person.

"Hmph, if you can come, of course I can come too." Chen Zhigang was startled when he saw Chen Zong, his face full of vigilance, and then he snorted in disdain.

Staring at Chen Zhigang for a few seconds, Chen Zong suddenly smiled and ignored him.

When I remembered it, the clan hall seems to have a rule that if the losers in the clan martial arts battle, if they can improve their cultivation to the fourth level of blood and blood to become a warrior in the next year, they are also eligible to enter the clan hall. Chen Zhigang is This is the case.

Regarding this rule, it was only after Chen Zong became a martial artist that he learned about it.

"Chen Zhigang, the family hall is not like being in the family." Chen Zong said, whether he can understand it is his business.

"I will surpass you and step on you again." Chen Zhigang clenched his fist, his face full of anger.

Shaking his head, Chen Zong ignored Chen Zhigang. With Chen Zhigang's ability, he was nothing in the family hall. Soon he would recognize the facts. Even if Chen Zhigang could rise, so what? He could defeat him twice. You can defeat him three times, and the gap between the two sides will only get bigger and bigger.

In the outer hall, Chen Zong found Chen Yiming.

"Brother Zong." Seeing Chen Zong, Chen Yiming was very excited.

"Yes, to become a disciple of the outer court, you must practice hard, strive to temper your blood to the limit, and break through to become a warrior." Chen Zong encouraged.

"Don't worry, Brother Zong, I will definitely practice hard and follow in your footsteps." Chen Yiming is full of confidence, and this is the case for everyone who has just arrived at the clan hall.

Chen Yiming practiced boxing and would be assigned to the boxing group. Chen Zong practiced swordsmanship. In practice, he couldn't provide much help to Chen Yiming. As for tiger force boxing, what should be said before has already been said.

"How about my father, my aunt and Ali?" Chen Zong asked quickly, which was one of the main reasons why he came to Chen Yiming specially.

"Aunt Biqing takes care of them. Uncle Zhengtang is doing well. They asked me to tell Brother Zong to cultivate well and don't have to worry about them." Chen Yiming said with a smile: "Also, Alie, he has already cultivated at the first level of qi and blood. , Brother Zong, what do you think his single arm strength is?"

"Seven hundred pounds?" Chen Zong originally wanted to guess six hundred pounds, but he thought about it, Yang Lie was born with divine power, and perhaps after his cultivation was improved, the increase in strength would exceed the standard.

"Brother Zong, how did you guess it?" Chen Yiming, who was planning to show off, said with a face on his face, and immediately became excited: "It's seven hundred pounds. The arm strength is definitely more than 1,000 pounds, and his heavy punches are also entry-level, it's terrifying to think about."

Chen Zong also smiled. Every time he talked to Chen Yiming, he felt very happy. Yang Lie's cultivation progress also made him satisfied.

The two chatted for a while, and after Chen Zong encouraged Chen Yiming again, he told Chen Yiming that he could come to him if he had anything, and he would come to see him every now and then and leave.

Back in the house, Chen Zong began to practice the Tiger Art. He felt the power of qi and blood surging in his body, and his whole body seemed to be full of strong power, which made him intoxicated.

However, the cultivation of the power of qi and blood must pay attention to the scale. Once it is exceeded, it will cause damage to one's own body, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

He took out the "Little Sword Classic", and Chen Zong read it, interpreting it word by word.

Every time I read the content of this Little Sword Sutra, I will never get tired of it. On the contrary, the more I read it, the more interesting it is, and the more I see Chen Zong's understanding of swords and swordsmanship.

After reading it again and putting it back in place, Chen Zong planned to go outside. Just as the door was opened, he saw someone reaching out and knocking on the door.

"Is something wrong?" Chen Zong asked.

"You are Chen Zong, this is an invitation for you." The man handed a red gilded post in his hand to Chen Zong, his eyes full of puzzlement and envy.

"Invitation?" Chen Zong was confused and took the post.

The red is the bottom, and the bronzing is three big characters and a golden dragon, as if to soar into the sky.

"Rising Dragon Post?" Looking at the three big golden characters, Chen Zong became even more puzzled. He couldn't help but open it and understood it instantly.

This rising dragon sticker was sent by the Tang family. To be precise, it was given to Chen Zong by Tang Junluo. The purpose was to invite Chen Zong to go to Zhengwu Tower in the morning three days later to participate in the rising dragon meeting held by the Tang family for him.

"Tang Junluo... Shenglonghui..." Chen Zong closed the invitation and thought: "Could it be that Tang Junluo successfully broke through the limit and tempered his blood energy eight times?"

Originally, seven times of blood energy tempering is the limit of Fengwu City, and eight times of tempering is to break the limit and break the record and create a higher record. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first genius in the history of Fengwu City. , the Tang family held a grand event for him, and it was a matter of course.

Other than that, Chen Zong couldn't think of anything else.

"In three days?"

"It just so happens that I have been in Fengwu City for a year, but apart from going in and out, I have never seen the scenery of Fengwu City. Well, I will take this opportunity to take a walk." , Chen Zong showed a smile, presumably the reason why Tang Junluo sent an invitation to himself was that the two men had a tie in the first battle when he was a martial artist, and he valued it, otherwise, based on his own background, how could he get into the eyes of the other party.

Presumably, the person who sent the invitation to himself just now, I don't understand why it is because he is a child of the fourth-level qi and blood realm from the branch, but he can get the invitation from the Tang family, envy, and so on.

Then, in addition to himself, other geniuses should also be invited, and the purpose is naturally to bring out Tang Junluo's excellence.

I just took this opportunity to meet the geniuses of other families.

The road of a warrior has never been a one-man show. If you want to become stronger, your opponents are essential, and so are your friends.

The matter of the Shenglong sticker did not affect Chen Zong's normal practice. He went to the foundry to forge a few pieces of ordinary iron every day, and practiced the lightsaber technique and fierce tiger technique. All aspects were improving little by little.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Chen Zong walked out of the clan hall with a fine iron sword.