Vol 6 Chapter 7: Chen Zong's strength

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"Oh, that's right." On the spectator's seat, Qikang looked for a moment, and then looked at He Tielin with a sneer.
He Tielin's brow frowned slightly. If Chen Zong lost to Huo Yihong's hand, this bet would be his own loss. Five hundred swords, ah, thinking of He Tielin's heart twitching.
Judging from the attack test of the first link just now, Huo Yihong reached 20, but Chen Zong was fifteen. There was a clear gap. Of course, they didn't know that Chen Zong was just a sword.
"You look at yourself too high." Chen Zong responded lightly, but angered Huo Yihong, his eyes became cold: "Okay, I'll let you know how bad the end is."
"Come out of the sword." Huo Yihong, despite being angry, didn't mean to take the initiative to take out the sword, and looked very self-confident.
Chen Zong couldn't help but be speechless. This person is presumably spoiled, and he is too self-righteous.
Pulling out the ritual sword, his breath changed immediately. Immediately, Chen Zong wielded the sword to cut out, bringing a ray of sword wind, and cutting to Huo Yihong.
"Intercepting swordsmanship!"
The elders who presided over the Nova contest were a little stunned, and the new disciples may not be clear, but as an elder, he has a deep understanding of the various swordsmanships collected in the palace of true sword learning.
The Jewel of the Wind, also known as the Thirteen of Jewels of the Wind, as the name implies, there are thirteen strokes.
Among the hundreds of prefecture-level inferior swordsmanships on the third floor of Jianwu Tower, several are the hardest to practice and the most powerful. The intercepting swordsmanship is one of them.
The first to the tenth move is a basic sword move. It has no name. The eleventh and twelfth moves of the eleventh move have a name. They are the essence of the intercepting swordsmanship. .
The brother who manages Jianwulou knew at a glance that he was a dumb person and had nothing to do with Chen Zong. Naturally, he would not tell Chen Zong that cutting wind is one of the most difficult to practice among hundreds of prefecture-level swords. One of the doors.
Of course, even if it is said, Chen Zong will not change his mind.
The interception of the wind is known to be a master speed sword, even if the wind can intercept it, can you be upset?
Chen Zongshi displayed the first sword of the interception style. When he came out, he had already moved his body across five or six meters and cut to Huo Yihong. The speed of the sword was amazing and surprised Huo Yihong. Quit the sword after quickly.
"Do you think the sword can fight me soon, too naive." Huo Yihong's words dropped, Xuanguang swordsmanship unfolded, and the sword light flickered to interfere with his sight.
Chen Zong's wrist trembled, and the cut swords were immediately interlaced, and the second sword of the intercepting sword technique was displayed. It passed through the gorgeous sword light and hit Huo Yihong's chest.
The sword was so fast that he couldn't evade it. He was hit right away. When Huo Yihong was angry and ashamed, Chen Zong's third sword was cast again.
This sword, which was placed on Huo Yihong's wrist, was so powerful that he let Huo Yihong loosen his palm and twist it, and the ritual sword in his hand was immediately hit.
"How could this be!" Qi Kang's eyes widened, and He Tielin followed.
This shows that Chen Zong won, but also that He Tielin won the bet.
"Yes, it ’s not long before this talent breaks through the practice, that is to say, it ’s only a short time before practicing the interception style of swordsmanship that he can skillfully display the first three swords of one of the most difficult sword-level swordsmanships. . "
At the top of the spectator seat, a town palace disciple nodded and commented.
Huo Yihong's face changed, and he wanted to be angry but had to hold back. The feeling of humiliation, especially the thought that he had just let Chen Zong take the initiative to admit defeat, and immediately came to a big reversal, almost vomiting blood, picking up The sword, without a face, stood on the ring again, quickly jumped down, and quickly left.
At this time, Huo Yihong hated Chen Zong and wanted to dig a hole to drill in. He felt that he looked around at him, and was full of ridicule.
Watching Huo Yihong leave Jianwu fighting arena, the elder figure shook his head.
"Some talent, unfortunately."
"This kind of person is doomed to nothing."
Several town palace disciples said casually that their voices were low and far from other people, so only they could hear clearly.
"Qikang, when will you give me the five hundred swords?" He Tielin walked to Qikang and sat down, asking with a smile, his heart was very cool.
"I'll give it to you after the game." Qikang said with gritted teeth, looking at Chen Zong's eyes, full of anger and hatred.
It was because of the other party that he lost five hundred swords at once, which was accumulated by his own hard work, all of a sudden.
Defeating Huo Yihong, Chen Zong himself didn't feel much, his face was indifferent, instead the elder nodded secretly, giving a good evaluation of the heart.
In fact, Chen Zong's cultivation has not yet broken through before the strength training, and his strength is already comparable to the ordinary strength training. After the breakthrough, after more than ten days of cultivation, his strength It is several times the improvement, and the ordinary exercise strength is not an opponent at all.
Huo Yihong is indeed a genius, but his breakthrough time to practice is still short. How is Chen Zong's opponent?
Chen Zong, however, locked his opponents in the second round of strength training. If nothing unexpected happened, the powerful candidate for the seven new stars was the second round of strength training.
Game after game.
Seventy-seven to seventy-eight.
Seventy-seven is one of the twelve second-time disciples who practiced strength.
"Let's go." He looked at his opponent, a disciple who looked a little shy, as if the boy next door said, this man is Lin Tianyu.
Lin Tianyu is the main disciple of Jiwu's main city. Xiuwei's strength has been changed, but he has reached the peak.
After Lin Tianyu drew his sword, Jian Guang suddenly exploded, like a torrential rain pouring out. This was very different from him who looked sloppy, and brought a very strong contrast.
Lin Tianyu's opponent was obviously unexpected, but he responded quickly and immediately gave his sword.
"Oh, the prefecture-level swordsmanship!" The elder looked at Lin Tianyu's swordsmanship, and was a little surprised: "It should be a rainstorm swordsmanship, this swordsmanship is quite accomplished, it should not be a preliminary exercise, it seems to be a family learning source . "
Indeed, Lin Tianyu is a disciple of the city master. It is not surprising that he practiced a prefecture-level sword skill. Even the exercises he practiced are prefecture-level skills.
The level of human-level exercises in Qi and Blood Realm is the same. The power of Qi and blood cultivated does not really differ. The only reason is that if you practice to a higher level, you will master other powers, such as the power of earth dragons. Astral Power of Astral Power and so on.
The strength-level exercises are different in practice. Among the exercises at the same level, not only are there distinct characteristics, but the power is also slightly different. Of course, since it is the same level, the strength of the power will not be obvious.
But between different grades, it is obvious.
Like the ground-level medium-quality exercises, even the internal strength cultivated by the most common ground-level medium-quality exercises is better in quantity and purity than the ground-level lower-grade exercises.
Quantity is quantity. More internal strength means stronger endurance and can support longer battles. After all, not every battle can be ended quickly.
Fine purity is closely related to power, and the more pure the inner strength, the stronger it is.
Lin Tianyu practiced the ground-level middle-class exercises, and in order to reach the peak of his strength training, the amount and purity of his inner strength were very close to the second-round strength training of his lower-level exercises.
As soon as the prefecture-level rainstorm swordsmanship unfolded, one sword followed by another, as if the rainstorm was pouring down, and it actually suppressed the opponent.
Although the opponent's practice is the second turn of strength training, the exercises and swordsmanships they practice are only inferior products at the prefecture level.
He did not fight in person, but Chen Zong was very keen and could capture the internal fluctuations of the two sides on the ring.
The inner strength cultivated in the second round of strength training tends to be feminine, but his sword skills are not enough. The combination of the two is difficult to maximize the power. On the other hand, Lin Tianyu, the strength of the body is emanating from the mighty The fluctuations of the sword are even more endless and complement each other.
"It just seems that this fine purity is worse than the inner strength of Zhengyuan I cultivated." Chen Zong secretly said.
Zhengyuanjin does not pay attention to the purity of the inner strength, but only pays attention to the quantity. The purity of the inner strength is comparable to, or even better than, the inner strength of the second round of strength training.
After all, the inner strength is extracted from the physical and qi and blood, the physical and qi and blood are equal to the foundation, and the inner strength extracted from the strong foundation is also strong.
"A torrential rain!"
Lin Tianyu sword gave a little meal, and poured out more inner strength. He exhibited a powerful sword move of the rainstorm sword technique. When a sword stabbed out, the sword light instantly turned into dozens, as if the rainstorm fell suddenly and became more rapid.
The mighty power directly broke the opponent's sword, and more than a dozen consecutive swords bombarded the chest, rolling the opponent off.
Undoubtedly, Lin Tianyu won and became the first disciple to beat the second turn of the exercise.
Putting the sword into the sheath, Lin Tianyu's face looked like a trance again. The change of the two styles was amazing.
The game continued, one game after another, with each player losing and winning.
Soon, the first round of the showdown ended, with 112 people, 56 people winning, and 56 people losing.
Before the second round begins, draw again.
It all depends on luck. If you can't beat the opponent, you can only count as bad luck.
This time Chen Zong's bamboo draw was No. 7, which was higher, and his opponent was No. 8.
Number one against number two.
Number three versus number four.
Number five versus number six.
Chen Zong's turn.
This time Chen Zong's opponent, EbookFREE.me, was very unfortunate. He was also a disciple of Qi Yaowu from Tian Yao Tang of Qi Yao Wu Yuan.
In this regard, Gu Xiaolin was somewhat helpless, but the battle was still to be fought.
"Brother Chen, please." Seeing Chen Zong fighting, although he broke through the training situation earlier than Chen Zong, Gu Xiaolin didn't mean to underestimate Chen Zong.
"Brother Gu, please." Chen Zong also said.
Both sides drew their swords.
"Brother Chen, pick up the sword." Gu Xiaolin was not a self-righteous person like Huo Yihong. As soon as his voice fell, he immediately drew out his sword. He broke through to practice in Tianyaotang, and naturally he was also caught by Qi Yaowu The institute teaches prefecture-level skills and swordsmanship.
When a sword comes out, it is like a leaf falling and spinning. The fluttering trajectory is constantly changing, making it difficult to tell where it will eventually fall.
This is the deciduous swordsmanship.
At the same time, Chen Zongyi's sword was cut, which was the first sword of the interception style of sword, and it was as fast as the wind.