Inkblots certainly know. This is a rare opportunity.

Chu Jiu can have the name of the Heavenly Sword, twenty years ago, he was powerful in the world, proving that he is absolutely unique in his sword technique, and he can be called a generation of masters.

Although his skills are not bad, after the last lesson, some of the pride and self-satisfaction in his heart have long since disappeared.

If he could get Chu Jiu's full cultivation, it would be great news for him.

So his eyes couldn't help but light up and asked, "Really?" ”

Han Yu didn't wait for Chu Jiu to answer, so he said directly: "This is not nonsense, what is Uncle Jiu's identity, can he lie to you?" Isn't it, Uncle Nine? ”

Chu Jiu smiled slightly: "The audience, I found that you kid is the worst." ”

The ink over there took advantage of his ability to speak, and suddenly quietly rushed up, and slashed down with a knife on the head.

"Kill!" The violent wooden knife, with a restless murderous aura, slashed towards Chu Jiu's head.

Chu Jiu's feet moved slightly, his body dodged indiscriminately, and he smiled indifferently: "The sneak attack is a little more thorough, why don't you go and remind people again?" ”

The ink fell short, the wrist flipped, and the posture of the wooden knife suddenly stopped, and it was changed to sweep.

Chu Jiu laughed, slapped his hand on the back of his knife, and his body swept over the knife, and by the way, his foot smashed on the head of the ink, kicking him to a stagger.

The ink was not discouraged, his body rushed out, and the wooden knife danced wide open and closed, surrounding Chu Jiu is slashing and killing.

As the hall master of the Black Feather Hall, Ink is responsible for supervising the training of others, so he naturally knows that he doesn't have enough strength to suppress others.

Therefore, since he joined Shatian, he has never given up training for himself.

Every day, as long as there is no task in the club, he will practice bloody battles for more than three hours.

For a long time, he practiced this set of knife techniques at least 10,000 times.

There is a saying that practice makes perfect, and at this time, it is the best embodiment in him.

The wooden knife was played by him, whirring, and filled with a terrifying murderous aura.

In the bloody battle, there were many jerky places, but under his knife, there was no trace.

Everyone only saw the wooden knife, flying up and down around Chu Jiu's body, as if the rain was hitting a plantain.

And Chu Jiu is like a small boat in a storm, drifting with the waves, disappearing from time to time, but no matter how strong the wind and rain are, he can always be safe and sound.

The name of Heavenly Sword Chu Jiu is obviously not covered.

"What a kung fu!" Hu Lai sighed, and Wu Bai and others next to him also came around, obviously it was the movement here that had attracted their attention.

"Boss, Uncle Nine's skills are only stronger than a few of us!" Hu Lai said in a low voice.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Ink, this kid, has to suffer." ”

Sure enough, in the middle of the field, Chu Jiu's hearty laughter sounded, the ink knife was raised, and on the shoulder, he punched him lightly or heavily.

"Are you still coming?" Chu Jiu smiled and looked at the ink three meters away, and said lightly.

Ink also smiled: "I still want to worship you as a master, why don't you come?" ”

As he spoke, he roared and rushed forward again.

But after a while, the ink was forced back again.

"Come again!" This kid was obviously angry, and without saying a word, he rushed up again, but he was forced to retreat again after a while.

The ink rushed up again, Chu Jiu just kept stepping under his feet, and his hands waved out from time to time, so that the ink bison-like offensive either fell into the empty space or fell into a stalemate.

"The sword is domineering, the momentum is like a thunderbolt, and the aggression is like fire. People are like their knives, falling to the ground, not moving like loose, moving like the wind. The hands are the door, as if sealed, and the feet have roots, like a strange python. Fight fast with fast, fight slow with fast, fight very fast with fast, fight fierce with fast! Chu Jiu said, his body and hands were constantly dancing.

The inked wooden knife looks vicious, but it has not been built an inch, as he said, and he has not even touched the corner of his clothes. Every time when it seemed like he was going to be hit, he dodged from time to time.

With a bang, the ink was beaten out again, but this time, he was not lightly beaten, and he fell straight back three or four meters, if it weren't for the wooden knife on the ground, I was afraid that this kid would have fallen down.

After all, he had only been injured for a long time now, and Han Yu couldn't help frowning when he saw this, and when he stepped forward, he was about to stop the offensive. But then he paused again.

"Boss, no, if this kid continues to fight, he won't be able to hold it first!" Hu Lai said in a low voice.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry, if it's a battle of life and death, the ink will naturally have no chance at all." But now that the two are betting, those are two different things. ”

Wu Bai and the others were all stunned, they came late, but they didn't hear Chu Jiu's conditions for accepting disciples.

The kung fu that the two of them were talking, the ink in the field, suddenly seemed to be crazy, and slashed towards Chu Jiu again.

This time, he didn't care about it, as if he was red-eyed, as if he wanted to play with his life, brushed and brushed, and the first three knives were Chu Jiu, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

Then, just when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not born, he reached out and grabbed his wooden knife.

Obviously, Uncle Nine wanted to grab the sword and end this fight.

But what he didn't expect was that the wooden knife came at hand, Chu Jiu's expression was grim, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

But the ink has been calculating for a long time, pretending to lose his mind, for what?

Isn't it just to confuse him and fight for this opportunity!

Now that it's so easy to get his hands on, where can he let it go like this?

As soon as the knife left his hand, this kid suddenly lowered his body and gave Chu Jiu a sweeping leg.

The legs came out like the wind, and suddenly came, and went straight to Chu Jiu's lower plate.

is a good Chu Jiu, worthy of being a veteran who fights with others, he is not chaotic in the face of danger, and he is not panicked when he is frightened.

Seeing that his feet were lightly touched, the man rose up, and the inkblot legs happened to sweep from below.

At the same time, his hand holding the wooden knife shook slightly, and the handle of the knife swept towards the throat of the ink.

And almost at the same time, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and his body, which had just landed, was already unstable, and he involuntarily took a step back after receiving this blow.

The ink was clutching his throat and coughing one after another, but with a smile on his face.

He risked being swept by the handle of the knife just now, and hit Chu Jiu alive.

Han Yu and the others rushed up, and Han Yu said with concern on his face: "Uncle Nine, are you okay?" ”

"What do you say?" Chu Jiu glanced at him angrily, but he let go of the knife, covered his stomach and said, "Stinky boy, it's black enough!" At this point, I can't accept you, this is a dead hand, and it is clear that I want my old guy to look good! ”

Han Yu smiled: "Uncle Nine, you don't want to accept this apprentice, I'm afraid you won't be able to." ”

"What, you're still trying to force me?" Chu Jiu glanced at him unhappily.

Han Yu's eyes glanced at the ground: "No, I'm thinking about your old reputation." When you were on the road, the heavenly sword was famous, and you were a man of your word, if you were to play with us now and lose your trust, of course, those of us who are juniors, will never dare to say anything nonsense. But for those who don't know......"

Chu Jiu followed his gaze, and only then did he realize that the mess of the ink just now made him unconsciously retreat to the ten steps he said.

Feelings now, don't you really want to play with me, waiting for me here?

He quickly glanced at the ink blots where he was still silly, and then glared at Han Yu and said, "Okay, don't give me a pretence, what don't you dare to say, I don't think you dare to do that!" ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the ink and said, "Stinky boy, what are you waiting for?" Kowtow! ”

"Hey!" The ink voice was slightly hoarse, and although Chu Jiu Zhimai withdrew at the critical moment, his throat was still not lightly wounded.

However, where can he take care of this at this time? hurriedly walked over, and was about to kneel down and kowtow.

Han Yu hurriedly hugged him: "Slow, slow, this is a big deal, ink, I can tell you first, it is a blessing to be able to learn a trick and a half from Uncle Nine, not to mention that his old man will take you as an apprentice!" That ninth uncle is a person with status, then you are also the master of our hall! ”

"This apprenticeship must be solemn, formal, and everything must be in accordance with the rules. In this way, San Lang, you immediately let someone prepare the incense case," Han Yu said to Chu Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, do you think you still want to invite Martial Saint Guan Gong and his old man?" ”

Chu Jiu knew that if he didn't go his way today, he couldn't stop it, so he waved his hand directly and said, "Look at the arrangement!" ”

"Then please one!" Han Yu clapped the board, and then everyone was busy together.

There is a way that there are many people with great strength, and it is easy to do things with money, and there is no shortage of these two things.

Therefore, it didn't take a lot of effort, and the incense case and everything were fiddled with.

In accordance with the rules, the ink kowtowed, apprenticed, recognized the ancestor, kowtowed to Master Guan, and offered fruit tea to Chu Jiu.

After this busy, this matter is a certainty, and he has become Chu Jiu's apprentice.

"I know that you also have responsibilities now, so every night at eight o'clock, you come to Chu's house to find me. Remember, I don't like to wait for someone. ”

Chu Jiu saw that everything had been done, so he put out the master's shelf and ordered the ink.

Ink hurriedly agreed respectfully, after experiencing life and death, and seeing his brother die, he was full of desire for strength.

For Chu Jiu, Han Yu, who was able to give him strength, was full of gratitude.

I will definitely seize the opportunity, Netherworld, if I don't destroy you and avenge my two brothers, I will not be a man! Ink clenched the Mo knife in his hand, and secretly ruthless in his heart.

"Go, this great joy, drink wine. Uncle Nine, you don't usually come to me, today, those of us who are juniors, we have to have a few drinks with you! Han Yu turned his head and instructed Hu Lai: "Monk, are the drinks and dishes ready?" ”

"That's a must!" Hu Lai smiled.

"Tell Lu Hui and let him come too." Han Yu said with a smile: "Inform everyone, today's training will end here, everyone let go of their arms, eat and drink well, and have a good rest, and continue tomorrow morning." ”

Hu Lai also smiled: "Then this is really good news, if you let those boys know, you must be crazy." I'm going to tell them! ”

On the wine and food, Han Yu let Chu Jiu sit on the main seat, and he took the generals who covered the sky to accompany him below.

In addition to Hu Lai and Lu Hui, there are also Wu Bai, Moji, Li Jianbai, and Wei Zhengfeng. The latter two, those are all with the team to train here in rotation.

In another month, there will be a big competition in Shatian.

They are now also busy every day, and they are not idle. When they encounter an ink apprentice today, they naturally can't be left behind.

The dishes, which were specially asked from Zhang Xinshu's hotel, naturally did not taste anything.

The wine is three bowls that have been hidden for more than 30 years, and it is named hero blood! Spicy and fragrant, mellow and enjoyable, just suitable for the knife head Tian blood gentlemen!

Chu Jiu obviously let go, and those who came did not refuse. Two drinks with everyone.

However, when Wu Bai wanted to use the jar with him, Chu Jiu still refused.

That guy is also a ** lake, where can he be like Wu Bai, drink and die?

"Alright, don't stare at me, you kid. You're a drunken boxer, drink with me, isn't that bullying? Don't drink! Chu Jiu waved his hand again and again.

"Uncle Nine, I toast you!" Wei Zhengfeng raised his glass with both hands, his face full of respect: "Do it first!" ”

As he spoke, he cocked his neck and drank it in.

Chu Jiu smiled and said: "You kid is good, come, don't say anything, follow the black clothes to do a good job in the future, he won't treat you badly!" ”

Regarding the respect for Chu Jiu in Wei Zhengfeng's words and expression, Han Yu and the others didn't think about it deeply, they just thought that he respected the prestige of Heavenly Sword Chu Jiu, otherwise, they might be able to see something.

"I'm in a bit of a hurry, go out and pee!" Han Yu begged for mercy from everyone, got up and walked out.

Just as he walked towards the toilet, coldly swept outside, Han Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold cold light, and it flashed in a hurry.

His eyes narrowed, and without saying a word, he pushed open the window and jumped in.

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