Sword God

The strength possessed by the ordinary Nine-Turn Peak of Practicing Strength is defined as one-star combat strength.

Of course, there are also high and low points in the combat power of the same star. Among them, high and low levels can also be divided in more detail.

As for the two-star combat power, it is said to be able to defeat the one-star combat power in three strokes.

Samsung's combat power can defeat the two-star combat power in three strokes, and so on.

In places like Linshanyuan, one-star combat power still has a considerable part.

Ma Sanyuan mocked that Chen Zong didn't have one-star combat strength. In fact, he didn't have it himself. However, he thought he was stronger than Chen Zong.

It is so cool to bully with strength.

"Someone always comes up with two choices for me to choose, but I always choose the third." Chen Zong said leisurely.

"The third choice is to get out of Linshan Temple?" A person beside Ma Sanyuan laughed.

"It makes sense."

"It's too cheap to just get out of Linshan Yard. I think I should break my legs first, then kneel down and beg for Mr. Zhao's forgiveness, and get out of Linshan Yard."

This proposal is quite vicious.

These people's cultivation practices are all in the middle and later stages of the eight-turn practice, and they think they are stronger than Chen Zong and they are unscrupulous.

Lin Ji's face was blue and angry, but he felt that these people were too deceiving, and Chen Zong was light-hearted.

"Are you sure, you want to break your legs?" Chen Zong asked back with a smile on his lips.

In the Linshanyuan, the fighting between the disciples will not be punished as long as it does not cause death or incurable injuries.

"Your nonsense is too little." Ma Sanyuan grinned loudly, his big hand waved, the strong palm wind screamed, and like a grinding disc, he smashed hard at Chen Zong, quickly zooming in front of him.

Lin Ji's face on the other hand changed, and he felt like he had trouble breathing, but Chen Zong remained motionless, as if frightened, unable to respond in time.

"Haha, there is a weak chicken." Ma Sanyuan roared loudly, smashing the palm faster, bringing up dust.

Just as Ma Sanyuan's palm was about to hit Chen Zong, Chen Zong also shot with his palm, and the gray-white inner strength condensed in his hand, instantly colliding with Ma Sanyuan's palm.

"Looking for death." Ma Sanyuan grinned, and the others laughed.

The click sounded very harsh.

"Broken your hand."

"It's really overwhelming."

While mocking, they opened their eyes wide and opened their mouths because what happened was not quite what they thought.

Ma Sanyuan's face twisted back and forth, holding his right arm with his left hand, unable to sag, and he could see the weird curl of his five fingers on his right hand.

Chen Zong stepped out in one step and appeared in front of Ma Sanyuan like a ghost, kicking both feet instantly.

Two consecutive clicks sounded, and the harshness made people's eyelids jump straight. Ma Sanyuan screamed, knelt down on the spot, and then fell to the ground. His legs were kicked by Chen Zong.

"Chen Zong, how dare you dare to kick Ma Sanyuan's legs." Immediately, someone shouted loudly.

"Now, it's your turn." Chen Zong's answer made them numb with scalp.

"Join together."

"Break his legs and feet."

The remaining few immediately shot and killed from all angles.

It is worthy of being a disciple of Linshan Academy. It showed great strength at the first shot, and its application of internal strength was quite clever. However, compared with Zhao Yifu, there was still a clear gap. Furthermore, the cultivation was too low.

Chen Zong walked like a ghost, immediately avoiding the situation of several people joining hands, moving between the hands, flexibly like a fish in the water, without a sword, but only with his hands and feet.

The click sound continued. This harsh sound made Lin Ji's eyelids jump, muscles tight, and palms sweating.

Brutal, it is too cruel.

Brother Chen even interrupted Ma Sanyuan and others.

Not only is it cruel, but the strength is a bit scary.

You have to know that the disciples in Linshan Academy are not comparable to those outside. They have solid foundations and excellent skills, and their cultivation practices are all in the middle and late stages of the eighth turn, all above Chen Zong.

Seeing that Brother Chen didn't make a sword, he just waved and kicked to break their legs and feet, indicating that Chen Zong did not show all his strength.

So, what level does Brother Chen's full strength reach?

Is it the pinnacle of training in the eighth turn?

Or is it the early stage of the 9th turn?

For a time, many thoughts flashed in Lin Ji's mind.

"Chen Zong, you are dead...you are dead, you dare to interrupt our hands and feet..."

The martial arts have perseverance, and the tolerance for pain must be above the ordinary people, otherwise they will practice martial arts.

It was painful that his hands and feet were interrupted, but everyone was still awake, threatening while wailing.

"Next time, let's get some goods on the table." Chen Zong was not threatened, with a smile on his face, said Xu Xujiji.

The implication is that Ma Sanyuan and these people can't get on the table. Chen Zong not only struck each other physically, but also made a second blow from the spirit. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood and wounded.

"Come on." Chen Zong left a sentence, turned and walked into the courtyard, Lin Ji quickly followed, and his heart was filled.

High profile.

Yes, here, Chen Zong wants to be more high-profile, not as low-key as Donglu.

Low-key is to protect yourself, high-key is also to protect yourself, and it is necessary to distinguish according to the environment and the situation.

To attract Linshan's attention, breaking into the climbing list is obviously a straightforward method, and it will undoubtedly be very high-profile. Since that is the case, why not start high-profile now?

"Brother Chen, your strength..." Lin Ji, who was catching up, didn't know what to say for a while.

Chen Zong just smiled.

"Brother Chen only, the people who want to please Zhao Yifu are not only Ma Sanyuan, but also many more. Moreover, Xiu is more powerful and stronger, and some even have star power." Lin Ji Not without worries.

"It's okay." Chen Zongdao, he also wanted to know, what level the current strength has reached, as for the one-star combat power, it's nothing.

"Brother Chen, do you also have star power?" Lin Ji seemed to think of something, shocked and inexplicable, and immediately shook his head without waiting for Chen Zong to answer: "Impossible, I admit that Brother Chen's strength is superior, but cultivation is after all It’s a short board, and it’s impossible to have the peak strength at the beginning of the eighth turn.

Chen Zong just smiled and didn't explain much. Instead, he changed the subject and asked about Lin Ji's other information.

Soon, news about Ma Sanyuan's hands and feet was interrupted by Chen Zong, letting more people know that one by one was shocked.

The first point of shock was that Chen Zong only had the ability to practice at the early stage of the eighth turn, but he could interrupt the hands and feet of the warriors at the later stage of the eighth turn. That kind of fighting genius.

The second point of shock was that Chen Zongxin was so cruel, he dared to do such things when he first arrived, and he was not an easy-to-match character.

In the room, Zhao Yifu, who heard the news, was annoyed and smashed all the tables and chairs in the house.

She is a teacher. Even if she has a very high background, she can't directly violate the rules of Linshanyuan and personally deal with a disciple under the eyes of the public. In this way, she can only deal with Chen Zong by the hand of other disciples.

Otherwise, it is not as simple as killing a chicken to kill an eight-turn martial arts practicer with her Samsung full power.

Unexpectedly, those few disciples were so wasteful that they were not Chen Zong's opponents.

"Don't think about it, this is just the beginning." After calming down a little, it seemed to think of something, Zhao Yifu sneered in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were murderous.

As Zhao Yifu said, Ma Sanyuan's troubles with Chen Zong are indeed just the beginning. Because new troubles have come to his door, he is called Ma Zhengyang and he practiced at the early stage of the nine-turn training.

"Ma Zhengyang, are you Ma Sanyuan's brother?" At the entrance of the small courtyard, Chen Zong and Ma Zhengyang were separated by more than ten meters, and they asked Xu Xujiji.

"I don't have that kind of waste brother." Ma Zhengyang disdain, the same surname Ma, but he and Ma Sanyuan do not have any relatives.

"Brother Chen, although Ma Zhengyang's cultivation practice was in the early stages of the nine-turn training practice, he heard that he had killed some mid-term training." Lin Ji reminded in a low voice.

"You are not my enemy, let the more powerful people come, so as not to be humiliated." Chen Zong's expression was indifferent, but what he said angered Ma Zhengyang, his eyes spurted anger, he screamed directly, and his legs rolled up. Sudden change, the inner strength of the red is agitated, the heat is rising, and the leg shadow is like a giant whip. It seems to be a hill, and it will be crushed by this leg.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Lin Ji's face changed greatly, exclaiming.

With a bang, I saw Chen Zong immobile, extended his right hand, blocked Ma Zhengyang's fierce leg, a palm buckle, buckled Ma Zhengyang's ankle, like a steel hand, pain came from the ankle, making Ma Zhengyang's face look big Change, I feel like my ankle is about to be crushed.

"roll!"

Shocked and furious, Ma Zhengyang's strength was fully open, and the second burst broke out, pushing the imprisoned right leg to kick Chen Zong away, but found that Chen Zong's hand was like a mountain, unshakable.

"It's you who is going to roll." Chen Zong said, waving his right hand, directly lifting Ma Zhengyang as a whole, and throwing it tens of meters away as if throwing garbage.

Ma Zhengyang, who was crushed by his inner strength, rolled and rolled a few meters on the floor, and he was abnormally embarrassed.

"Hi..."

"Hi..."

All around, disciples who were good at watching the show were horrified and inexplicable.

Ma Zhengyang was also defeated, and the defeat was very embarrassing. The way of defeat was even more dazzling.

"Brother Chen..." Lin Ji was trembling, unable to tell what it was like.

"Chen Zong, how dare you treat me like this..." Ma Zhengyang got up and became angry, but he didn't dare to step forward: "I won't let you go."

"Ma Zhengyang is going to find his cousin."

"Please ask his cousin to take the shot, which would also make him worthy of Chen Zong."

"Yeah, his cousin is the 89th genius on the climbing list. He has a two-star combat strength. He has dealt with himself in the early stage of a training environment.

Chen Zong listened to these people's words.

"Eighty-nine on the climbing list, two-star combat strength, I hope to bring me a little surprise." Chen Zong secretly said.

You can be sure that your strength is definitely more than one star, and it is not surprising to reach the two-star level, but it is not clear whether it has reached Samsung, and it needs to be verified by corresponding means.