Vol 2 Chapter 4: Improve

(The first is offered, for support)
"Stop, what do you teach me?"
Outside the residential area, Chen Zuoyi and Chen Wu and other clan children stopped Chen Zong from going and sternly questioned.
"Say." Chen Wu pressed.
"It's all about you." Chen Zong glanced at him indifferently.
"You ..." Chen Zuoyi's face changed greatly, Chen Wu clasped his sword handle with his right hand, his eyes were fierce.
"Let's do it?" Chen Zong's eyes were sharp.
"Twenty days later will be the group chief battle. At that time, I hope you can still be so crazy." Chen Zuoyi chuckled, leaving with an air of anger.
The clan hall has the rules of the clan hall. Like them, those who have just entered the clan hall for the children who cannot reach the fourth level of Qi and Blood, the task is to practice hard and strive to break through and become a warrior. Outside of the battle, you must never do it in private, or the consequences will be serious.
"The chief battle of the group ..." Chen Zong smiled, his eyes were like a sword: "I will let you know how sharp my sword is."
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Chen Zong's life is very regular.
Practice the tiger howls in the house every morning, and go to Chen Cunyun ’s courtyard to practice the basic eighteen styles and the fast and accurate three-character formulas in the afternoon. At night, practice the tiger force boxing, true sword eight, residual shadow sword, and whisker And eagle fencing.
I do n’t know if it ’s a relationship that works hard enough or whether it has something to do with the eighteenth basic form of practice. Chen Zong found that his practice in the four foundation building swords is a little different from the past. In the same realm, each sword looks more The roundness, whether gentle or sharp, carries a smooth and natural flow.
After a lot of comparisons, Chen Zong finally affirmed that the practice of the basic eighteen style really helped his sword skills to a certain extent, and it continued to improve his ability to control the sword.
The thirtieth day to the clan hall was exactly one month.
In Chen Chuyun's courtyard, Chen Zong is practicing.
A black heavy iron piece was tied to his right arm and covered under the sleeve. The heavy iron piece was not ten pounds, but increased to twenty pounds. The right hand held the sword handle and moved forward, and the sword formed a line with the arm. Straight line, heavy iron ball hanging on the other end of the sword, twenty pounds.
Chen Zong's eyes were straight, his body was like a stake, and his arms stretched.
One minute!
Two minutes!
three minutes!
Soon, five minutes later, Chen Zong still held his sword flat and remained motionless.
In the seventh minute, Chen's arm trembled slightly and continued to hold on.
On the eighth minute, the arm muscles seemed to break and the pain was endless.
In the ninth minute, the entire arm was numb and unconscious.
In the tenth minute, when the limit was reached, Chen Zong had to put down and slowly stretch his right arm to let his blood run and nourish and restore his right arm.
At the beginning of training, Chen Zong's arm weighed ten pounds, and the heavy iron ball hanging on the sword tip was ten kilograms. It only lasted for five minutes. Now the arm weighs twenty pounds, and the heavy iron ball hanging on the sword tip has reached twenty pounds. , But can persist for ten minutes, the progress is very significant.
During the recovery of his right arm, Chen Zong held the sword handle with his left hand and raised the sword flat.
Chen Chuyun didn't teach him that. This is just an idea that Chen Zong suddenly came up during the recent training.
Usually, the sword is held with the right hand, but if the right hand is injured or the sword is temporarily unavailable for some reason, shouldn't the strength decrease a lot, why can't the left hand also hold the sword?
Chen Zong began to pay attention to left-handed sword training, but this is very difficult for people who are used to using the right hand from a young age, but Chen Zong can overcome it.
Under the same load, the left arm was significantly weaker than the right arm, reaching the limit in the seventh minute and had to drop down to recover.
At this point, the right arm can be trained again.
After an hour, his arms recovered. Chen Zong held the sword to practice the basic eighteen style, and practiced his right hand. After changing his left hand, it didn't seem to be much different, but Chen Zong was very clear. And we need to continue working hard.
Standing in front of the round wooden beads, Chen Zong's posture seemed very casual. He waved his right hand quickly, the iron sword came out of the sheath, and the dim sword light flickered. The round wooden beads the size of eggs trembled gently. In the practice of the fast and accurate three-character tactics, I have gradually started to learn.
Jianguang flashed again, sharp and striking, the second largest round wooden bead also trembled slightly, and a sword hole appeared in the center.
The third largest round wooden bead!
The fourth largest round wooden bead!
Fifth largest round wooden beads!
The sixth largest round wooden bead!
When Chen Zong was poised to stab at the seventh-largest round wooden bead, he swept across the round wooden bead and cut a hole.
Put your sword into the sheath, adjust your posture, and pull it out!
Trained to the left hand with sour right hand.
The training difficulty of the left hand is higher than that of the right hand, but after a few days of training, it is quite fruitful. After adjusting the posture, a sword stabs out and directly hits the largest round wooden ball, but the control of strength is not as stable as the right hand.
After three hours of training, Chen Zong left and left.
At night, at the corner of the training ground, Chen Zong practiced swords.
First use the left hand to perform the Real Eight Swords, Remnant Swordsmanship, Willow Swordsmanship, and Hawk Fencing several times in turn, and then practice wholeheartedly with the right hand.
After twenty days of hard work, the eight swords of the real sword reached the peak of Xiaocheng, and the shadow-sharp swordsmanship of the willow sword and the fencing of the eagle reached the peak of the success.
Fujian style!
Sword-drawing style!
Red sword style!
The eight styles of the real sword are performed under Chen Zongjian.
Tonight, there is no moon, only sparse starlight, and the iron sword's blade body is gray and black, even more dim. However, under the dance of Chen Zong, each sword will burst into a dazzling light, which is the sign that the eight swords of the true sword reached the peak of Xiaocheng. Each sword light is clearly visible and dazzling, like the starlight in the dark night.
Explosive sword style!
Footsteps sprint, spine like a dragon, force the arm straight through the sword body, one sword is fierce to the extreme, without reservation, as if stabbing Chen Zong's strength to penetrate through the sky, as the moon stares, the sword body frays It emits an extremely dazzling light, and it is extremely fast. When the blade penetrates the air, it emits countless sparks of Mars, and the air is filled with a trace of scorching.
Under the sword, a slight howling sound, like the tide of the sea and sky, gradually diffused.
Chen Zong shuddered, as if struck by lightning, a strong numbness swept the limbs, and the limbs couldn't help shaking slightly.
The blood in the body oscillated, and there seemed to be tiger shouts. Subconsciously, Chen Zong put down his iron sword to pose in a tiger-like style, rid of all distractions, meditated on Tiger Xiao's recipes, and concentrated all his energy to control blood.
He "sees" the red stream trickling, shaking in a wonderful way, and making a sound like a tiger howling.
The blood flowed at an astonishing speed, like a torrent of dyke, and gradually lost the control of Chen Zong. The skin became red and the temperature rose rapidly, and the entire human body seemed to burn.
Chen Zong kept calm and controlled the blood gas fully. I do n’t know if it was his own effort or other reasons. The speed of the blood flow gradually slowed down until he finally recovered his original appearance. However, Chen Zong found that the blood gas looked a little different. More vivid.
"Don't ..." A thought popped up, and Chen Zong quickly carried his flesh to try.
Blood gas accelerated to flow up and down the body, and the skin was slightly red. Chen Zong immediately felt that his body seemed to become lighter, holding a palm in his hand, a stronger force nurtured in it.
The standard strength of the three-layer peak of Qi and Blood Environment is 500 kilograms. Chen Zong has already been familiar with it to the extreme. Therefore, he can clearly feel the improvement of his own strength.
There is nothing wrong. Under the handling of blood, all aspects of his body have been strengthened, especially the strength is most obvious, it is estimated to be about one hundred catties.
In other words, I have completely tempered my blood, which is at least half a month earlier than I originally expected.
After tempering one's blood gas three times, he can break through the fourth layer of Qi and Blood and become a warrior.
Under normal circumstances, it takes about four months from the study of Hu Xiaojue to the first blood tempering, of which about two months will be used for the initial training of Hu Xiaojue, and the remaining two months will be used. Really began to temper blood.
The second tempering of blood gas takes longer, at least three months, and the third tempering of blood gas takes at least four months.
That is to say, under normal circumstances, the time it takes for a talented warrior to temper his body three times is almost one year.
For those with higher talents, UU reading book www.uukanshu.com takes less time to train three times, maybe as long as nine months, or as long as half a year. Those with lower talents will exceed one year and fail to reach the goals set by the clan. Can only be evicted.
Obviously, Chen Zong's talent is not low, combined with all kinds of conditions, it has created a miracle in which he spends only one month, from studying Tiger Xiao Jue to tempering his blood.
"Looks like, I may quench the blood gas three times within six months, and break through to the fourth floor of the Qi and Blood Environment." Chen Zong's eyes were brilliant, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.
Becoming a warrior is my second goal in the short term.
Now this goal is in sight, it is impossible to not be excited. Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.
Close the sword into the sheath, and once again put forward the sword style.
Sword-drawing style!
The iron sword cut across the front, like a waning moon blooming in the night, the sword was dazzling, accompanied by a howling.
This is the sign that the Eight Swords of the True Sword reached the end.
It is precisely because the eight swords of the real sword reached the end that Chen Zong's physical potential was stimulated, so that his blood was rapidly strengthened. By coincidence, the blood was out of control to speed up the operation, and was tempered by the vibration method of Hu Xiao Jue.
The real eight styles of the real sword are very good. It is more obvious to grow from a small breakthrough to a large pair than the tiger force boxing from the large breakthrough to completeness. In addition to the previous residual sword sword brushing willow sword and hawk fencing from the small Cheng to Dacheng With the accumulation of time and time again, only to make a breakthrough tonight.
Chen Zong never publicly announced his cultivation progress, and even Chen Chuyun didn't tell him intentionally.
After consolidating the Eight Swords of the True Sword, Chen Zong looked at the sky. It should be late. It's time to rest. Keep up your spirits and cope with tomorrow. Because tomorrow is the group chief battle that will be held once a month. The first battle after the clan.
Leader of the group, I am determined to get it!