Tangjiazhuang covers an extremely wide area, and there are two places dedicated to the cultivation of young children, the martial arts arena and the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena is used to practice what they have learned, and the martial arts arena is a place where young children fight each other, and the two places are adjacent to each other, and they can be verified in the martial arts arena immediately after the drill.

Tang Zheng did not directly enter the martial arts arena, but stopped at the edge of the martial arts arena.

At this time, the martial arts arena was in full swing, and many children of the Tang family were practicing separately.

Tang Zheng's eyes were slightly closed, thinking about the Liuyun Sword Technique in his mind, it didn't take long, and when he opened his eyes, a flash of essence flashed in his eyes.

"What's going on, I haven't started practicing yet, why do I think this swordsmanship is not difficult, and even, it's very simple and familiar?"

He drew his sword from its sheath and planned to audition to see if it was really what he thought.

However, at the same time as the longsword was drawn, a strange sense of familiarity appeared again.

The weight, length, toughness, sharpness, and even the weakness of the sword body are all quickly transmitted to the brain, and they are clearly understood and meticulous to the extreme.

"Haha, Xiaolin, come and see, that person has been holding the sword in a daze since just now, could it be that he forgot his sword move?"

In the martial arts arena, the children of the Tang family originally practiced separately, but soon someone noticed Tang Zheng's appearance and greeted his companions with a smile.

"It's hard to say, I seem to remember this person, his appearance has changed a lot, he used to be a famous wreck in the family, and I heard that he only came back from the outside some time ago. Xiao Lin looked at Tang Zheng carefully and said.

"Oh, who is he?"

"Brother Tiger doesn't remember, he should be Tang Zheng. ”

The voices came one after another, Tang Zheng turned a deaf ear, his mind was all on the sword.

As I was thinking, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head.

It was indeed the first time he had come into contact with the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, which was true, but before that, he had already comprehended the Reincarnation Sword Technique dozens of times in the Hongmeng Space.

There is a world of difference between the two in terms of difficulty, and the artistic conception contained in them cannot be compared.

Feeling the reincarnation swordsmanship and experiencing the charm of the sword, even if he does not master it, the promotion for him is beyond imagination, and it plays a commanding role in the practice of other swordsmanship.

This is like a college student, even if he has not yet graduated, let him learn mathematics in the first grade of primary school, regardless of his comprehension ability and vision, it is beyond several levels, and there is naturally no difficulty in learning.

The same is true for the grasp of the long sword, feeling the way of the sword, many things become instincts, and then looking at the ordinary iron sword, it is natural to easily understand the advantages and disadvantages.

After figuring it out, Tang Zheng smiled freely, and strengthened his determination to master the reincarnation swordsmanship.

He casually dropped the scabbard and stabbed forward with a shake of the long sword in his hand.

When he started, Tang Zheng still felt a little jerky, and when the long sword was stabbed, the inner obstacle disappeared, leaving only the Liuyun swordsmanship and the long sword in his hand.

Even if you have never practiced this swordsmanship, it is like flowing water.

As the sword moves changed, Tang Zheng's feeling became better and better, and the level of familiarity increased rapidly, and after a while, he skipped the roughness, entry, and proficiency, and went straight to Xiaocheng.

"You say he's a famous wreck, isn't that right?" Brother Hu watched Tang Zheng practice, couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and said to Xiao Lin for a long time: "Liuyun swordsmanship only has nine grades, but at this age, there are not many people who have reached this level, right?"

"That's right, he is Tang Zheng. I'm talking about once, once! After so many years, who knows what the situation is now?" Xiao Lin looked at Tang Zheng seriously, shook his head and smiled, indicating that he was talking about "once".

"Hehe! Your news is too closed, Tang Zheng is not what it used to be. A few days ago, he defeated Chen Xuewu. ”

A young man who had watched the battle between Chen Xuewu and Tang Zheng before, looked at Tang Zheng in the field with a look of admiration, and after approaching the two, he said disdainfully: "Chen Xuewu, you should always know, right?"

"Of course we know about Chen Xuewu, but even if it's Chen Xuewu, it's nothing, isn't it?

Xiao Lin was a little dazed, and the tiger brother next to him also felt incomprehensible.

The young man listened to the words of the two of them, and said coldly: "What do you know, do you know how Tang Zheng defeated Chen Xuewu?"

"How did you defeat it?"

Brother Tiger and Xiao Lin shook their heads, and Xiao Lin asked.

Not only the two of them, but the others in the vicinity heard the three of them speak, and they all became interested and cast concerned glances.

The boy glanced at the crowd and smiled smugly, and then began to tell.

In the mouth of the young man, the battle between two low-level martial artists seemed to have turned into a duel between two top masters, and the thrilling and dangerous scenes made many people fascinated by it, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and wait for the result.

“...... Seeing that Tang Zheng was in danger, he shouted 'Qi through Changhong' at the last moment, and then pointed forward, and a detachment of true qi turned into a sword and shot out. To say that this Chen Xuewu is also very good, although he was caught off guard, he still exhaled in mid-air, twisted his body, and narrowly avoided the vital point, making the sword pass by, but even so, he was still injured by the sword and his left arm......"

When the teenager talked about the highlights, he became eyebrows and danced, and many people were attracted by the teenager's narration, looking at Tang Zheng who was practicing in the field, and couldn't help but show a look of fascination.

"Fart!"

Suddenly, a shout sounded, waking everyone up.

A young man with a slightly dark face said loudly: "Hu Haodong, you can say this kind of thing, even if you brag, at least it is a little more reliable." ”

The young man said, pointing at Tang Zheng, "See for yourself, what realm is he?" Forging veins is only five layers, even if he has accumulated a strong accumulation, but what about the condensation of true qi?

Originally, everyone was attracted by Tang Zheng's swordsmanship, so that they ignored Tang Zheng's realm, but at this moment, once reminded, they quickly judged his current realm from Tang Zheng's overflowing breath.

If a martial artist of the Shenwu Continent does not make a move, unless the realm gap is very large, it is difficult for outsiders to understand his true realm from the outside, but once he uses his true qi and his breath is exposed, even if he can't fully understand it, he can judge a rough idea.

"What's wrong with the fifth layer? Forging the fifth layer of the vein can't send sword qi in his hands?" Hu Haodong was questioned and annoyed, and immediately retorted: "To tell you the truth, when Tang Zheng and Chen Xuewu fought each other, he only forged the third layer of the vein, but the true qi is a fact. ”

When Hu Haodong said this, everyone who was originally skeptical also completely disbelieved it.

Tang Zheng was disturbed by the nearby sounds, stopped the drill, leaned over and picked up the scabbard and prepared to leave, only after taking a few steps, a shout came from behind him.

"Tang Zheng, stop! I, Chen Xiong, want to challenge you, haha! Do you dare?"

The darkened boy said loudly, laughter full of contempt and mockery.