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"Grandpa Anli, when did Yunfei receive such training, can his body resist it?" An Ning looked at the old servant An Li beside him and asked worriedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That's right, the boy and the young man are An Yunfei and Jiang Zhen.

"Miss, Lord Jiang Zhen has his own measure, if Yunfei can't persevere, then he won't be able to set foot in the martial arts." Anli was silent for a while, then looked at An Ningdao.

Below, An Yunfei was still gritting his teeth and holding on, Beinan City had already run almost half of the time, and he felt that his physical strength was exhausted.

Beside him, Jiang Zhen was still running easily, which made An Yunfei not want to give up like this.

He wanted to follow Jiang Zhen to practice swords and learn supreme swordsmanship, so he didn't allow himself to just give up.

An Yunfei insisted, Jiang Zhen saw it in his eyes, he didn't encourage An Yunfei, nor did he say An Yunfei, his pace slowed down a lot, so that An Yunfei could keep up with him.

There are still three kilometers to the end, but these three kilometers are enough for An Yunfei to run for an hour.

Jiang Zhen didn't complain, so he quietly ran forward with An Yunfei.

Two thousand five hundred meters!

Two thousand meters!

1,800 meters!

Getting closer, getting closer and more tired.

An Yunfei was working hard, and the last three thousand meters had already taken a full hour and a half, and the original run was changed to walking.

Rumble!

After two hours, An Yunfei finally walked the last three thousand meters, and when he reached the end, An Yunfei raised his head, looked at Jiang Zhen, showed a smile, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

An Yunfei was too tired, and his weak physique could support him to the limit now.

Looking at An Yunfei's last smile, Jiang Zhen also laughed.

Huang Jianjiu's sword is absolutely very capable of cultivation, and cultivating Huang Jianjiu's swordsmanship requires perseverance that ordinary people do not have.

Obviously, An Yunfei is this kind of person.

An Ning looked at An Yunfei, who had fallen, and hurriedly ran towards the city tower, with a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

An Yunfei is her own brother, the future city lord of Beinan City, and he can't have the slightest accident.

"Yun Fei is just prostration, you can rest assured, when Yun Fei wakes up, his physique will definitely rise a lot." Jiang Zhen looked at An Yunfei who fell to the ground and said lightly.

An Ning, who was originally anxious, was also relieved when she heard Jiang Zhen's words, after all, she didn't want to see An Yunfei have an accident more than anyone else.

Jiang Zhen smiled, grabbed An Yunfei with one hand, and walked towards his room.

When An Yunfei wakes up this time, there will definitely be earth-shaking changes.

Jiang Zhen has already planned the training method for this half year, practicing physical fitness in the morning and sword training in the afternoon.

Huang Jianjiu is known as the Wine Sword Saint, his swordsmanship is notoriously weird, and of course, his swordsmanship is very strict with his physique.

Jiang Zhen stayed in An Yunfei's room for a long time, and only after knowing that An Yunfei woke up did Jiang Zhen turn around and leave.

"In the afternoon, I will come to the martial arts arena to practice swords." When leaving, Jiang Zhen said to An Yunfei.

Although An Yunfei had just woken up and his body was still a little weak, this did not affect An Yunfei's learning and sword practice.

Martial arts arena!

Jiang Zhen put his hands behind his back and looked at An Yunfei who was holding a wooden sword in front of him.

An Yunfei clenched the wooden sword and looked ahead with burning eyes.

He was about to learn the supreme sword technique, and from this moment on, he was about to embark on a path of cultivation.

"The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, so the sword maker not only needs to comprehend the sword moves, but also needs strong skills." Jiang Zhen looked at An Yunfei and said indifferently.

"Brother Jiang Zhen, when will I reach your point?" An Yunfei looked at Jiang Zhen and asked.

Along the way, Jiang Zhen's strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, even the wooden battle at the peak of the Martial King could not be defeated, which is enough to see how strong Jiang Zhen's strength is.

"When you can pierce the void, you've reached it." Jiang Zhen smiled and said to An Yunfei.

"Can Brother Jiang Zhen do it?" An Yunfei was a little curious.

Jiang Zhen smiled without saying a word, he walked up to An Yunfei, picked up the wooden sword in his hand, and stabbed forward.

Woohoo!

The moment the wooden sword stabbed out, a crack appeared in the void, and a suction force came, and the crack closed again in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"It's so strong!" An Yunfei thought secretly in his heart, looking at Jiang Zhen's eyes with a hint of admiration.

"Now, you only need to hold the sword, and only if you can hold the sword can you be called a qualified swordsman." Jiang Zhen looked at An Yunfei, who looked at him with admiration, and said indifferently.

The first thing a swordsman has to do is to hold a sword, if he can't even hold the sword steadily, then what qualifications does he have to be called a swordsman?

There are many swordsmen, but how many are there real peerless swordsmen?

There are only a handful of peerless swordsmen!

"Brother Jiang Zhen, didn't I already hold the sword?" An Yunfei was a little puzzled, he already held the sword, but Jiang Zhen still asked him to hold the wooden sword.

"Is your sword really secure?" Jiang Zhen looked at An Yunfei with a smile.

An Yunfei nodded and looked at Jiang Zhen seriously.

He had already gripped the wooden sword very hard, and he believed that he had held it firm.

Boom!

Jiang Zhen waved his hand gently, and a slight force fell on An Yunfei's hand, and suddenly the wooden sword fell, and An Yunfei looked incredulous.

He obviously held it tightly, but the wooden sword still fell.

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out.

"When you hold the sword firmly, you can learn swordsmanship." Jiang Zhen looked at An Yunfei with an incredulous expression and said lightly.

An Yunfei didn't speak, didn't say anything, silently picked up the sword, and sat in place.

He was thinking that he had clearly held the wooden sword very tightly, but the wooden sword still fell.

Why is that?

Could it be that you don't hold it tight enough?

He couldn't figure it out, he seemed to have fallen into a dead end.

Jiang Zhen didn't bother An Yunfei, he smiled faintly and left the martial arts arena directly.

After leaving the martial arts arena, Jiang Zhen informed An Ning and An Li to pay attention to An Yunfei in the martial arts arena.

After that, Jiang Zhen summoned Mora and prepared to go to Tiancang Academy to have a look.

In the Dongli Dynasty, Tiancang Academy can be claimed to be the first school, and he believes that this Tiancang Academy naturally has something extraordinary.

Riding the frost snow lion 'Mora' directly out of the City Lord's Mansion, he had been staring at Jiang Zhen's secret whistle, and at the moment when Jiang Zhen went out, he rushed directly to Mrs. Fu Weide.

Jiang Zhen left the City Lord's Mansion, and they would definitely report such a major event.

Tiancang Academy is located in the west of Beinan City, covering an area of thousands of miles, and there are many young warriors among them.

Jiang Zhen walked to the outside of Tiancang Academy, and there was a black golden silk nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with four big characters of Tiancang Academy.

The fine white jade paved ground shines with a warm light, there seems to be a curling mist shrouded in the unreal palace in the distance, the phoenix on the eaves carved from sandalwood spreads its wings, the floating windows carved from green tiles and the jade wall panels, a huge square at the end of a straight road slowly sinks with the jade steps, and a straight pillar on the huge altar in the center is carved with lifelike dragon patterns, which is far away from the phoenix on the palace......

I saw that the Yunding sandalwood in the college was the beam, the crystal jade was the lamp, the pearl was the curtain, and the fan gold was the pillar base. Then Jiang Zhen entered the academy, and what caught his eye in the academy was a flower garden, full of strange flowers and plants, very bright and beautiful, and it was known that it was a place to usually visit. There are 16 flowers and trees, the plants are tall and handsome, at the beginning of summer, the wind moves the flowers and falls, thousands of flowers, paving several layers, only after seeing. The courtyard is like the first snow falling, and it is very beautiful.

A crescent moon streaked across the delicate turret, casting a hazy yellow light on the high walls, making the Tiancang Academy seem mysterious and quiet. From afar, the crimson palaces looked like they were embedded in the snow. The palace is nestled in the trees, revealing glazed tile roofs, just like a golden island. The gorgeous pavilion of Huaqing Palace is surrounded by the water of Huaqing Pond, duckweed is all over the ground, green and clear.

"Who's coming?" Just when Jiang Zhen was still looking at Tiancang Academy, a cold voice sounded.

Jiang Zhen ignored the owner of this voice, he looked ahead, in front of him was the square of Tiancang Academy, and above the square, there was a huge statue.

The statue is a middle-aged man, and his eyes seem to reveal bursts of essence and a trace of wisdom.

He is the founder of Tianchang Academy and a legend of Tiancang Academy.

Mo Cangtian!

He was the first dean, Mo Cangtian!

Jiang Zhen looked at the statue of Mo Cangtian, to be precise, he was looking at the carved sword in Mo Cangtian's hand.

The sword was only the width of a palm, and it was three feet two long, but Jiang Zhen remembered the name of the sword.

Sky Sword!

This sword is the Heavenly Sky Sword of the primeval period!

The owner of the Tiancang Sword is named Lu Tian, and he is Jiang Zhen's old enemy.

However, his strength is not strong, when Jiang Zhen killed him, he was only a fifth-level martial artist, but he said that the person who holds the Tiancang Sword will fight against the Jiang family for generations, because it is his heir.

Jiang Zhen didn't know why the Jiang family would let their clansmen come here to study, but he knew that this Tiancang Academy would definitely be his enemy.

"Who's the man in that statue?" Jiang Zhen looked at the fierce and vicious students beside him and smiled.

"He is the founder of our Tiancang Academy, and he is the first Dean of Mo Cangtian!" The man looked up and replied proudly.

Every dean is called Mo Cangtian, they are all armed with the Tiancang Sword, no one knows why they call themselves that, but the world knows that Mo Cangtian's lowest strength will be Wuzun!

A martial arts powerhouse, this is enough to shock all parties.

"Heavenly Sword, Mo Cangtian." Jiang Zhen muttered, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

From these six words, Jiang Zhen knew that he and Tiancang Academy were destined to be friends.

They are enemies, enemies destined to face.

Lu Tian was sure that his words would come true, and he naturally believed that it would be impossible for the dean of Tiancang Academy to go against Lu Tian's words.

That kind of inheritance, the most taboo is the oath, Jiang Zhen believes that with Lu Tian's person, he will definitely let his inheritor shoulder the oath of destroying the Jiang family.