Chapter 7: Demonstration of Martial Arts

(The second guest supporting role in this book, 'Yang Yigu', is played by the book's fan list disciple, 'Scholar who hates writing', applauds)

There was a lot of traffic, people, and bustling.

The first time to visit Fengwu City, Chen Zong was a little dizzy, but he did not forget the purpose of this trip.

Zhengwu Building is a wealthy property of the Tang family. It is very famous in Fengwu City and has a high threshold. Only warriors are eligible to enter. Without warriors, even if you are the young master of any family, it is useless.

After some inquiries, Chen Zong approached the Zhengwu Building and looked up.

The Zhengwu Building is five stories high. The whole body is mainly dark red, and the edges are gilded. It has a majestic and noble look, like a giant standing on the ground, unshakable despite the wind and rain.

The first floor of Zhengwu Building requires martial artist status to enter. On the second floor, well-known martial artists in Fengwu City are only eligible to log in. As for the third floor, at least the cultivation level of Qi and Blood Realm is above the seventh floor. qualifications.

For the fourth and fifth layers, there must be a cultivation level beyond the blood and qi realm.

At this time, because of the relationship between the Tang family's wealthy family and Tang Junluo's holding a dragon meeting, Zhengwulou thanked the irrelevant people, and left two family warriors as guards at the gate.

"I'm the young master of the Drizzle Gang, why don't you let me in."

When Chen Zong walked to the door, he heard a sharp roar, very unwilling and dissatisfied.

"You don't have an invitation." One of the two guards said expressionlessly and without anger, in a dry tone, completely ignoring the other party.

What drizzle helps the heavy rain help, in front of the Tang family's wealthy family, they are small fish and small shrimps.

Walking straight to the gate of Zhengwu Building, Chen Zong was naturally intercepted.

"Where did you come from, go back." The young master of the Drizzle Gang in a gorgeous military uniform was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. When he saw Chen Zong in a blue-gray military uniform, he wanted to enter the Zhengwu Building, and he was immediately angry. scold.

At first glance, that martial suit was made of coarse cloth, and only those martial artists who had no background would wear it.

"Get out of the way." Chen Zong's eyes were as sharp as swords, and he stabbed the young master of the Drizzle Gang in his eyes, causing him to tremble unconsciously. He took a small step back, and immediately realized something.

"This is my invitation." Chen Zong bypassed Drizzle to help the young master, took out the Shenglong sticker and handed it to one of the guards.

The two guards were very surprised. Judging from the clothes, Chen Zong's background must be very ordinary, and he even had an invitation.

"I wonder where my invitation went, it turned out that you stole it." Drizzle helped the young master to rush over in anger and pour dirty water directly.

"Go away!" Chen Zong was furious, his voice was like a tiger's roar, and the young master of the Drizzle Gang seemed to see a strong and tall tiger roaring at him in front of him. Couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Your name is Chen Zong?" A guard opened the invitation, looked at it, and asked Chen Zong again.

"Yes." Chen Zong was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Please come in." The guard's expression softened a bit, he stepped aside, and returned the invitation to Chen Zong.

This scene caused a lot of discussion in the surrounding area. They didn't understand why a person who seemed to be dressed in ordinary clothes could enter the Zhengwu Building to participate in the Rising Dragon Club.

You must know that those who really have a good background, no matter how low-key they are, if they want to enter such a grand event, they will definitely not wear clothes that are ordinary at first glance.

"I can feel that his blood power is not strong, most of which are the fourth-layer cultivation of blood."

"Could he be a disciple of a certain senior?"

"His name is Chen Zong, don't you think this name sounds familiar to you?"

...

The first floor is empty.

The second floor was also empty, and Chen Zong stepped onto the third floor.

He was not the first to arrive. On the third floor, dozens of people had already gathered, each of whom was a teenager under the age of 20. They were all dressed in military uniforms of different colors, either gorgeous or restrained, very close-fitting. , completely tailor-made, and at a glance, you can see that the material is extraordinary.

The arrival of Chen Zong attracted a few glances, originally normal,

But those people were shocked.

"Who are you?"

"How do you sneak in and get out immediately."

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and Chen Zong wears it all. It is too ordinary. There is no way. It's not that he doesn't want to wear better clothes, but that he doesn't.

"I have an invitation." Chen Zongyang said with the big red post in his hand.

"Your invitation is not fake, is it?"

There are still people who are unrelenting, no matter how good-tempered they are, they will be unhappy when they hear such words.

"Hello, my name is Tang Junhao. I'm the elder brother of Tang Junluo, the protagonist of the Rising Dragon Festival. Can you show me the invitation?" At this moment, a young man in a purple golden dragon martial suit strode forward with a face full of expression. The smile is like a spring breeze, and the tone is gentle.

Chen Zong handed over the post.

Tang Junhao opened it and looked at it, his eyes were surprised: "Are you Chen Zong?"

"Yes." Chen Zong nodded.

"It turned out to be you. This invitation was given to you by Jun Luo himself. Welcome to Jun Luo's Rising Dragon Party. You need to find a place to sit first, and the banquet will start when everyone is basically there." Tang Junhao will invite the invitation Back to Chen Zong.

Everyone knows that this person in ordinary clothes really has an invitation, and today's protagonist Tang Junluo personally invited him by name, and everyone was surprised.

"Chen Zong, this name sounds familiar."

"Could it be that he is Chen Zong of the Chen family, one of the six young heroes of Fengwu."

"It was him."

"It's just a child from a branch."

After knowing the identity of Chen Zong, they lost interest. A person from a branch, and he was still in the Chen family where he focused on striving for the upper reaches by his own ability.

After all, if you perform well in the martial apprentice stage, it is not necessarily true after becoming a martial artist.

Thinking about this time, how many people known as Fengwu Xiaojie were not qualified to enter, it is proof.

Chen Zong didn't know that he was named one of the six young heroes of Fengwu. He was a little surprised, smiled, put away the invitation, and glanced at it. The third floor is very large, and it is estimated to be three in length and width. Forty meters high and five or six meters high, the decoration is simple, surrounded by a chair, and between every two chairs, there is a table, on which there are fresh melons and fruits and delicate pastries and brewed tea.

Around the corners, there are bronze-colored dragon-shaped incense burners, igniting sandalwood, and the fragrance is lingering, which is refreshing.

I found an empty chair and sat down at random, poured myself a cup of tea, the tea was fragrant, and swirled in the cup.

Pick up a piece of delicate pastry and put it in your mouth and taste it carefully. It is really delicious, and I have never eaten it since I was a child.

Especially after eating a sip of pastry and drinking a sip of cloud tea, the two completely different aromas complement each other, and the feeling reverberating in the mouth is even more wonderful.

Ignoring the gazes of others, Chen Zong ate on his own.

Suddenly, one person walked to the opposite chair with a chaotic pace and sat down.

"Friend, would you like a glass of wine?" As soon as the visitor sat down, he gently placed the wine gourd on the table and greeted Chen Zong casually.

"No, thank you." Chen Zong smiled slightly.

"I see my friends also practice swordsmanship. How can there be no alcohol when practicing swordsmanship." Wearing a white military uniform, spotless, the long sword behind it, the sword spike is blood red.

"I practice swords and don't drink alcohol." Chen Zong said with a smile.

A word from one person sounds simple, but it also reveals the different ideas of the two.

"That's a pity." The person sighed, opened the lid of the wine gourd, took a sip, and his face was full of satisfaction: "Drinking to practice swordsmanship, and drunkenness to find the wind, my name is Yang Yigu, your name is Chen Zong."

Chen Zong felt that this person's thinking was a bit detached, but it did not prevent each other from getting to know each other and chat with each other.

Chatting and chatting, Chen Zong found that Yang Yigu knew a lot about Fengwu City, which obviously increased Chen Zong's knowledge of Fengwu City.

More and more people entered the third floor of Zhengwu.

"Li Zhenshi is here too."

"Zhao Wangcheng is also together."

"These two were defeated by Tang Junluo before. Now that they are here, I don't know if there will be a battle between dragons and tigers. I'm looking forward to it."

Tang Junluo, Li Zhenshi, and Zhao Wangcheng are from the three giants of Fengwu City. They are the same age and are very talented. They are also called Fengwu Sanxiaoying. After that, he came out on top, with no two in the limelight for a while, overpowering the other two.

As for the tie between Tang Junluo and Chen Zong, the Chen family did not publicize it. Perhaps because of the Tang family's request, the Tang family themselves would not publicize it.

Chen Zong also looked at Li Zhenshi and Zhao Wangcheng. These two people were very handsome, and at a glance, they knew that they were extraordinary.

Li Zhenshi carries a long sword and smiles, which makes people feel very comfortable, as if he is greeting everyone, but there is a lightness and lightness. He is wearing a white military uniform, inlaid with gilt silver, showing a hint of low-key Luxurious.

Zhao Wangcheng has a long knife on his waist, his face is indifferent, his eyes are cold, and his black military uniform makes him look even more.

As if feeling Chen Zong's gaze, Li Zhenshi turned around and nodded slightly, Zhao Wangcheng's eyes were as cold as a knife.

"Li Zhenshi of the Li family and Zhao Wangcheng of the Zhao family, both of them have tempered their blood energy seven times, and they can complete the eighth time with just one touch." Yang Yigu took another sip of wine and shook his head and said, "It's really as expected. The nobles left from the kingdom era have an extraordinary background."

"Era of the Kingdom?" Chen Zong was puzzled.

"Our current era is the era of Zhenwu, and the previous era was the era of kingdoms. It is said that they were destroyed by monsters." Yang Yigu seemed to be intoxicated: "I would also like to thank the era of Zhenwu, otherwise we are here. This kind of ordinary person has no chance to get in touch with martial arts."

When Chen Zong heard the words, he was thoughtful.

"Sun Shaojie, Zhou Guan, Wang Shenghong, Yang Feiyu, Kong Lianshan, these five people are also called Fengwu Six Young Masters with you."

Chen Zong keenly found that when Yang Yigu said the name Yang Feiyu, there was a slight change in his tone, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Feiyu more.

Wearing a sky blue military uniform, carrying a long sword on his back, he looked high-spirited.

Both are surnamed Yang. Perhaps, there is some relationship between the two, but it has nothing to do with himself, and Chen Zong has no plans to explore.

As time passed, there were a few more high-class people, their eyes swept over, one of them stayed on Chen Zong, a little stunned, and then strode towards Chen Zong.