Back in the sect, Zhan Chen heard others talking about him all the way, and even some unfamiliar outer disciples greeted him. The feeling of being respected is not ordinary, and a trace of pride rose in Zhan Chen's heart out of thin air.

At this moment, he heard two outer disciples talking on the side of the road. One of them said: "Hey, have you heard? That guy from Lanxing has also passed the outer door assessment this time, and he is about to enter our outer door." ”

"Blue Star?" the other person frowned when he heard this name, and said, "That noble boy only knows how to bully people, and it is definitely not good to enter our outer door." ”

"Isn't it, our outer door will be lively in the future. See him. We have to be careful, gentlemen are easy to deal with, villains are difficult to guard!"

"Don't talk about it, look who's coming......"

The two people who were talking looked at Zhan Chen in unison, so they stopped speaking and left in a hurry.

Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, and continued to walk forward, he didn't care about any Blue Star, the most important thing for him now was how to obtain more martial arts and how to break through the martial artist realm.

However, he doesn't care about others, it doesn't mean that others have forgotten him, when he walked downstairs to his dormitory, he heard a familiar voice with a strange yin and yang around him: "Zhan Chen, you stop for me!"

Zhan Chen stopped, turned his head to look, and found that it was Lan Xing, the eldest son of Lan, who stopped him. He was also followed by two outer disciples of the twelfth layer of martial apprentices, like his followers, so he smiled slightly, saluted him and greeted: "Young Master Lan, can the injury be healed?"

"You-" Lan Xing's eyes widened, and he pointed his finger at Zhan Chen, so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

At this time, the two doglegs next to him couldn't help but speak: "Shut up, cheap slave! ”

Zhan Chen was not intimidated by their might, he looked at them fearlessly and said, "There are no cheap slaves in our sect, everyone is just a senior brother. ”

At this time, Lan Xing spoke: "Zhan Chen, you don't want to talk about it, how about we go to the martial arts training ground to compete?"

"Lan Gongzi, didn't we fight last month? At that time, I only had the tenth layer of martial disciples, and you didn't defeat me, and now that I am already the twelfth layer of martial disciples, you are not my opponent. ”

"Hmph, who knows what despicable tricks you played, I won't admit that fight! If you fight again, I will definitely make you lie on the ground and beg for mercy for me!"

Zhan Chen looked at Lan Xing's angry appearance, and suddenly felt bored, and just wanted to turn around and go upstairs, but suddenly changed his mind, but changed his mind, turned around and smiled: "You asked me to compete with you, will I do it?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

"If I can win you, you have to give me a copy of the Yellow Rank Intermediate Grade or above swordsmanship. ”

"And what if you lose?"

Zhan Chen didn't say a word, then turned around and made a gesture to go back upstairs.

"Okay! This son has made a bet for you! This son has the exercises!" Lan Xing couldn't help but scream, he wanted to trample Zhan Chen under his feet too much.

Zhan Chen turned around and said, "I'm going to take a look at your bets first." ”

At this time, he saw Lan Xing's hand touching a bag on his waist, and Zhan Chen's pupils couldn't help but shrink, this could be a Qiankun bag!

Sure enough, Lan Xing took out a book from his Qiankun bag, shook it at Zhan Chen, and showed off: "Look, the Yellow Rank Zhongpin Sword Technique "Rain Sword Technique", Tu Baozi, I haven't seen it, this was just eliminated by me!"

A hint of longing flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes, and he said, "Okay!

So the two of them walked towards the Douwu Temple. Although the Golden Elephant Sect advocates competition among disciples, it opposes private fights, especially in the duel within the sect, which needs to be applied to the Douwu Academy.

Zhan Chen accompanied Lan Xing to the Douwu Academy, and Tang Chuan happened to be there, so the two met again. Tang Chuan was stunned for a moment when he saw the two, and then smiled and said, "Zhan Chen, Lan Xing, what are you doing here with me?"

Blue Star preemptively said, "I'm going to fight this guy!"

Tang Chuan glanced at him, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "A high-flying and domineering guy." ”

Zhan Chen bowed and said, "Elder Tang is on top, Lan Xing is not satisfied with the results of our last competition, and he wants to compete with me again, so the two of us have come to apply for a competition." ”

"Oh, there is such a thing, it just so happens that I have free today, or I will be the referee for this contest for you?" Tang Chuan said with interest.

He is not interested in all the disciples, but he is particularly interested in Zhan Chen, in the final stage of the martial arts competition, the blow that Zhan Chen broke out, he will not be mistaken, this is the power of Xuan-level martial arts, and Xuan-level martial arts are generally qualified to be used by martial arts powerhouses.

According to previous intelligence analysis, Zhan Chen was a person who had no power to rely on, but he showed so many miracles, Tang Chuan faintly felt that there was a secret hidden in his body.

Lan Xing and Zhan Chen were both stunned, the elder was interested in watching a battle between outer disciples, which was unique.

Lan Xing was even secretly proud in his heart: "Isn't it Tang Chuan's guy, and I'm also afraid of my grandfather's strength?"

So the three of them walked towards the martial arts training ground together.

Zhan Chen and Lan Xing were going to compete, and Elder Tang Chuan actually wanted to watch the battle in person. This news spread far and wide, and for a while, all the idle disciples in the vicinity came to see it. One is the champion of this month's martial arts competition, and the other is the favorite grandson of the sect elders, who will be better in the end, and many disciples have even started a gambling game.

The martial arts training field was very lively, but Zhan Chen and Lan Xing on the field were tense. Lan Xing pointed a sword at the bridge of Zhan Chen's nose and said, "Zhan Chen, you won't be so lucky this time! My qualifications and talents, and the exercises and cheats I have are much stronger than yours." ”

Zhan Chen smiled slightly and replied, "The result is the same no matter how many times I come." ”

Lan Xing was furious, he took a step forward in his feet, and at the same time used advanced swordsmanship in his hand, rushed towards Zhan Chen, and slashed towards the door in front of him with a sword.

Gradually, Lan Xing's footwork became faster and faster, and the sword moves in his hands were like scattered flowers by a goddess.

Zhan Chen became more and more difficult to deal with, and gradually couldn't keep up with Lan Xing's sword speed, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, there is no set of powerful sword techniques, and you will suffer." ”

On the other hand, Lan Xing's sword moves became more and more aggressive, and he smiled arrogantly: "Tu Baozi, if it doesn't work, I'll use this trick to defeat you!"

Zhan Chen was vigilant, and sure enough, when he saw Lan Xing blocking his sword, he stabbed him in the chest suddenly! This sword gathered momentum, and gathered his true qi, which was three points faster than an ordinary sword move.

Seeing that Zhan Chen was about to be unable to avoid it, at this time, he saw that his eyes blinked slightly, and his body suddenly twisted incredibly, and he avoided the sword that seemed to be a must.

Now Zhan Chen's use of the Dao Eye has reached the realm of retracting and releasing freely, and it has even become an instinct. In battle, if someone hadn't paid attention to his eyes, they wouldn't have noticed his small movements.

On the other side, Lan Xing exerted too much force, and with a sword in the air, the door of the cave opened for a while, giving up his chest to Zhan Chen.

Zhan Chen smiled slightly, concentrated all his strength on his left fist, and slammed it towards Lan Xing's chest.

Hearing only the sound of "Wow!", Lan Xing's flank bones were broken a few times, and he screamed like killing a pig, his body flew into the air, and fell heavily to the ground, sliding backwards for more than ten meters, this time he was more seriously injured than the last time!

The situation was so similar, both times Blue Star was defeated in the same way, and he was so angry that he almost fainted.

Zhan Chen did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood aside and laughed, waiting for him to get up from the ground.

Bluestar tried to struggle, but halfway through his feet, a sharp pain hit him, and another butt hit the ground.

At this time, I heard Zhan Chen say: "Young Master Lan, do we want to come again?"

Lan Xing hated so much that his teeth were about to be crushed, and he had to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "I admit defeat!"

"Zhan Chensheng!" Tang Chuan stood up and announced with a smile.

Lan Xing's two followers hurriedly ran onto the field, helped Lan Xing up, and wanted to go down to the martial arts training ground.

At this time, I heard Zhan Chen shouting from behind: "Young Master Lan, you seem to have forgotten something!"

Lan Xing's figure paused, took out the "Rain Sword Technique" from the Qiankun bag, threw it to Zhan Chen far away, and then left without looking back with the support of his followers.

Zhan Chen happily looked at the cheats in his hand, and thought: "Although this Blue Star is not a good person, he is really his own good money boy, and now that the swordsmanship and footwork are all in order, someone will send a pillow when he is really sleepy." ”

Putting away the swordsmanship, he didn't hesitate any longer, leaving everyone behind and rushing back, now he had to hurry up and retreat to comprehend the swordsmanship.

What he didn't know was that Tang Chuan was watching his back from afar.

Ten days later, on a piece of grass, Zhan Chen stepped on the wind and danced the rain sword in his hand, and his momentum was really like a storm. Everywhere I passed, the sand flew and the stones flew, and the swords in my hands were dotted with cold stars, like dense rain.

This is the characteristic of the Swift Rain Sword, the sword moves are closely connected, and although the attack range is small, the sword is extremely fast, so that the enemies caught in its snare are exhausted and unable to deal with it.

Even if the opponent with high martial arts skills, as long as he is suppressed by the Swift Rain Sword, there will always be a moment when the flaws are exposed, and it is difficult to escape the fate of being defeated.

After finishing a set of swords, Zhan Chen couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, he always felt unfinished, and the pride in his chest burst out, and he was finally no longer afraid of any opponent of the same level!

Calming down, Zhan Chen thought, "It took me ten days to truly master the key to this Swift Rain Sword, which took more time than cultivating the Wind Step, and it seems that the cultivation difficulty of the Yellow Rank Intermediate Rank Exercise is much higher than that of the Yellow Rank Lower Rank." ”

He couldn't help but think of the time when he cultivated the Thunder Breaking Sword Technique, it took him months to become truly proficient.

"It seems that the higher the level of martial arts, the longer it will take to master it, and advanced martial arts cannot be mastered casually. Zhan Chen finally came to such a conclusion.

"It's time to break through the martial artist realm!" For the martial artist realm, Zhan Chen has always been fascinated, but he doesn't know the essentials. He is anxious to break through and find a shortcut, because hatred is the biggest driving force for him to move forward.