Sword God

Chen Zong and Zhan Ying live in the same room, and the relationship between them is okay.

Dinner together, the food is not bad, not only delicious and hearty, but also a little wine, everyone enjoyed.

"The day after tomorrow, it was the Fourth University Palace that recruited disciples once every three years. I was a little nervous to think about it." Zhan Ying's tone was a little excited, and he immediately looked at Chen Zong: "Brother Chen, how do you look? "

"There is nothing to be nervous about, the one who should come will always come." Chen Zong smiled slightly.

"Your mentality is really good." Zhan Ying smiled, and seemed to have been influenced by Chen Zong a little, not so nervous.

After chatting a little bit, Zhanying practiced the exercises to refine the power of Qi and blood as much as possible.

To break from the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm to the Realm of Strength, the first thing is that the power of Qi and Blood is pure enough, which requires time and energy to be slowly polished, and there are few shortcuts.

In addition, the spiritual will must be strong enough.

Only by combining the two and using spiritual will as a guide, a new power is extracted from the power of physique and qi and blood, called inner strength, to become a martial arts player.

Under normal circumstances, the power of Qi and Blood can only be slowly purified, and the spiritual will can only be slowly tempered. After all the warriors reach the peak of the 9th level of Qi and Blood Realm, it often takes one year or more to settle.

Some warriors are difficult to break through even three to five years, and others are even worse. They have been stuck in the bottleneck for a decade or two.

On the purity of qi and blood, Chen Zong not only achieves but also surpasses it. After all, no qi and blood can be compared with pure yang and blood in terms of purity.

When returning to Qiyao Wuyuan, besides practicing, Chen Zong read all kinds of classics, and continued to study himself, and finally came to a conclusion, that is, if he wants to break through to practice strength, the difficulty will be more than normal Qi and blood The peak of the 9th floor is bigger.

After all, his power of Qi and blood is too pure. This foundation is extremely powerful, the practice of the Qi and Blood Realm and the practice of copper skin reinforcing steel also make Chen Zong's physical strength far superior to ordinary martial arts. To extract inner strength from the body and pure Yang Qi and blood, a very strong spiritual will is required.

Now, it is not enough.

"At the very least, all spiritual will must be integrated." Chen Zong secretly said.

Due to the great consummation of the Qi and Blood Realm, his own spiritual will is becoming more and more perfect, but it has not been truly perfect, at least, it will take a few months.

There is no better way to refine the spiritual will, only to let it go, Chen Zong concentrates on the sword.

The sword is the root of one's own self.

In the middle of the night, Chen Zong ended his enlightenment, lay down and rested, and soon fell asleep.

The night is as cold as water, and the moonlight is faint.

The sky was slightly bright, and Chen Zong had practiced swords in the large yard. It was just ordinary swordsmanship. Each sword looked slow and straightforward, with clear trajectories at a glance.

"Good clever sword skills." Gu Xiao Lin stunned, paying more attention to Chen Zong.

In the seemingly simple and direct swordsmanship, it seems to have a clever taste, returning to the original, it is a bit exaggerated. After all, even if you have not reached that level, there is only a touch of that feeling.

However, after all, it is not a practice environment, not your own opponent, and does not need too much attention. Liu Shuiyan and Yan Zhongzheng basically mean that.

Chen Zong, ranked fourth, could only pay attention to one or two because of his skill in swordsmanship. Others would not have this qualification.

After all, there are two big realms, a huge difference, between the practice state and the blood state.

Chen Zong practiced swords, didn't care about other people's eyes, just waved at random, there was nothing specific, it was all kinds of foundational swordsmanship combined with the basic eighteen styles, the sword moved with his heart, more was looking for inspiration, it seemed that it would be so simple and direct.

Since the sword has been changed nine times, it has still not been able to blend smoothly.

At this moment, the closed door was pushed open, and eight people strode in front and back, all of them with a breath of breath, as if bringing a gust of wind, which was frightening.

"You are the new disciples of this term. They look good, but three of them have reached the level of strength training." The first person's eyes were sharp and implied. He was swept away by him. Only Gu Xiaolin's three strength-strength warriors and Chen Zong could compete with In contrast, other people, even Qi Fei, unconsciously flinched under the eyes that contained spiritual will.

Get off Mawei as soon as you come.

It was just that Chen Zong didn't flinch under his own eyes, and was surprised, staring at Chen Zong, and found that the other party's breath was in perfect harmony, without revealing half of it, and could not see the depth, only to confirm that the other party was in a bloody state.

A qi and blood realm does not fear the oppression of its own spiritual will, which is indeed good, but it is only that. After all, some martial artists have stronger spiritual will, although it is rare and not surprising.

"You are...Zhang Tianchi!" Yan Zhongzheng frowned slightly, and felt that the other party seemed familiar, as if he had seen it before. Thinking carefully, a name flashed in his mind.

Among the 29 Tianyaotang disciples, Yan Zhongzheng is indeed the oldest. At the age of 22, he entered Tianyaotang more than half a year earlier than others, just before and after the enrollment of disciples in the Fourth University Palace.

In the last session of the Tianyaotang disciples, there were also more than 20 people participating, but as a result, less than ten entered the four university palaces, and more than a dozen were eliminated. Zhang Tianchi is one of them.

Now look at the other seven people behind Zhang Tianchi. They are indeed a bit familiar. They are all the last disciples of Tianyaotang.

Their age is now at most 24 years old.

After being eliminated that year, their names are still in the Qiyao Wuyuan, and they can continue to stay in Tianyaotang, but Tianyaotang will no longer supply any resources and must rely on itself, so the batch of disciples chose Leave and go out to experience.

Now three years have passed, and some of them have died in their training, and some are older than that. Only eight people including Zhang Tianchi are still alive and meet the requirements. Naturally, they do not want to miss such events.

Chen Zong discovered that six of the eight disciples in the last session were actually at the level of strength training. Although the other two were not, the breath fluctuating was very strong, completely reaching the peak state of the Qi and Blood Realm. Ordinary Qi and Blood Realm Nine-layer Peak Warrior came, I don't know how much to force.

It appears that the other vacancies in this courtyard were prepared for these people.

These eight people also formally settled in the small courtyard, waiting for tomorrow's event. Although they are unfamiliar, they are all disciples of Qiyao Wuyuan and Tianyaotang in name. There is no contradiction between them. Naturally, they will not What conflicts.

One thing is that people feel uncomfortable. These eight people may feel that they have waited for a relationship earlier. Perhaps it is because of a higher relationship. Seeing the eyes of Chen Zong and others, they always have a condescending position and speak. There is also a command tone.

Of course, there is no such thing as Gu Xiaolin. These three are all those who have changed their martial arts skills. It is the first time they have participated. It is possible to enter the four university palaces out of ten and nine, not to be underestimated.

"Your name is Chen Zong." One of the two martial arts fighters in the eight, called Wang Minghua, seemed to be scattered in random steps in front of Chen Zong who randomly practiced swordsmanship. His vision was a bit high, and he spoke casually: "I heard you Shortly after entering Tianyaotang, he challenged the fourth place on the ranking list and successfully defeated it. The talent is very good."

"What's the matter?" Chen Zongjian gave a meal with a low tone. If the other party spoke well, Chen Zong wouldn't be so cold.

"It's okay, I just want to try if there is anything to brag about." As soon as the words fell, Wang Minghua directly pulled out a long knife from his waist, and the knife was light and cold, like a match, and he blinked to Chen Zong.

Pull the knife out and cut it off, all in one go, only blinking in the blink of an eye.

Soon, without any muddles, and without any hesitation and extra moves, everything was aimed at killing the other party. It can be seen that after three years of experience, Wang Minghua's knife skills were sharpened to a very terrible point.

With such a knife, the peak of the ninth level of the ordinary Qi and Blood Realm could not be evaded at all.

It's just not enough for Chen Zong.

The footsteps flashed, easily avoiding Wang Minghua's knife, and there was a frost-like sword light in front of him, and the cold struck.

"A little skill." Wang Minghua was a little surprised. Although he was only ranked ninth on the list three years ago, even though his training was still the ninth peak of the blood and blood in the past three years, the three years of life and death have made him Qi's body is extremely pure, and his spiritual will has reached a high level. Soon after, he will be able to break the shackles and refine his inner strength, thus stepping into the training environment.

In the three years of experience, the more important thing is to sharpen his sword skills. Grade martial arts has reached the pinnacle of perfection. Normally, the sword is faster and more concise. Everything is based on the pursuit of killing the enemy.

It can be said that there is no warrior who has undergone life-and-death training. The difference is obvious.

Chen Zong not only avoided it easily, but also fought back with a sword, almost to exceed his reaction speed. Wang Minghua was of course shocked.

Daoguang rewinds, like a scattered wind blade tangling to the side of Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's wrist shook, and after the sword wind was all shattered, it turned into a cold star, and turned to Wang Minghua, quickly and steadily, to the extreme, unable to dodge, Wang Minghua reluctantly closed the knife in front of him.

With the sound of the clang, Mars splashed away, and the terrible power burst out. It seemed that through the blade of the knife, Wang Minghua's face changed greatly. The power contained in it also impacted continuously, making Wang Minghua back three steps in a row.

"Not bad, this strength is much more powerful than mine." After Wang Minghua's face changed, he exuded a smile, put his knife into the sheath, just now the two met and were seen by many people, and they did not show grade martial arts. It's just a very simple move, adapting to the situation, but Wang Minghua fell in the wind, but he spoke with a pointed tone.

Chen Zong did not respond. After all, the two sides had not yet made a real fire, nor did they really anger Chen Zong, or else they would see blood.

As soon as Wang Minghua left, some people talked about it. They all despised Wang Minghua. After all, after Wang Minghua and another bloody environment came, he had defeated many people in a short time, and he also had a high tone , Very unpleasant.