(The third update, it will break out today, those who have no money will hold a personal field, vote for some votes and add a collection, and those who have money will hold a money field)

The family has a martial arts training ground, which is more than 200 meters long and wide, which is quite large.

On weekdays, the children of the family will come to the martial arts training ground to practice, one has a good atmosphere, and the other will be taught by the elders of the clan, at the beginning Chen Zong also often came, but he was often ridiculed and even bullied, which seriously affected his cultivation, and he was injured by Chen Zhongjie several times, delayed a lot of time, and simply did not come, and practiced by himself.

The weapons room is in the corner of the martial arts training ground, and on the martial arts training ground, there are more than a dozen family members practicing.

"Look, isn't that Chen Zong?" the sharp-eyed man immediately exclaimed when he saw Chen Zong.

"That's right, it's him, didn't he cultivate by himself, why did he come again. ”

"It is estimated that my cultivation has not improved, and I plan to come back to the martial arts training ground. ”

"He shouldn't think that Chen Zhongjie forgot him. ”

"It's really pitiful, I heard that his energy pill was distributed to Chen Zhigang yesterday. ”

"I think it's right to do this, Brother Gang is the first martial artist in the family, don't say that compared with Brother Gang, even if it is compared with us, Chen Zong is a waste material, and it is a waste of energy pills to give him. ”

Ignoring the gazes and discussions of more than a dozen family members, Chen Zong walked through the martial arts training ground and walked into the weapons room.

The length and width of the weapon room are about ten meters, and there are wooden shelves on the four walls, and there are many weapons on the shelves, including six kinds of knives, guns, swords, sticks, bows, arrows, and daggers.

The one who was in charge of the weapons room was an old man, Xu was old, easily tired, and was napping, Chen Zong didn't bother him, and walked straight to the weapon rack where the sword was placed.

There are more than a dozen swords on the shelf, the longest is more than one meter, and the shortest is less than half a meter.

Chen Zong picked it up one by one, pulled it out, waved it at will, and felt it carefully.

People are different, and so is the sword, the length and thickness are light, and it is best to suit yourself.

In the end, Chen Zong took a sword in each hand, carefully compared, it seemed that the length and thickness of the two swords were the same, but there were some differences in weight, after a few minutes of comparison, Chen Zong put down the sword in his left hand and chose the sword in his right hand.

The sword body is gray and black, a little mottled traces, the hilt is wooden, the whole body is jet black, and the threads are engraved to prevent slipping, the whole sword is very ordinary at a glance, and it is not worth a few jade money, think about it, the Chen family in Xiaohu Town is just a clan, and it is limited in all aspects, and the weapons that are received for free are naturally not much better.

Chen Zong didn't care, on the contrary, he was a little excited, this was the first time he held a sword, for some reason there was a familiar feeling, as if he had been holding a sword for a few years, holding the sword in his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand gently brushed over the sword, the cold touch made Chen Zong unconsciously excited.

The length of the sword body is 62 centimeters, the length of the hilt is 20 centimeters, the sword body connected with the sword lattice is 3.5 centimeters wide and 1 centimeter thick, the tip of the sword is 2.5 centimeters wide and 0.6 centimeters thick, and the net weight in addition to the sheath is 5 catties and 8 taels.

Quite a little loved, then put the sword into the sheath, woke up the napping old man, after registering, the left hand of the sword strode out of the weapons room, and saw more than a dozen family members staring at him.

"It's out. ”

"He still has an iron sword in his hand. ”

"I can't practice the Tiger Power Fist Technique, do you plan to practice the Sword Technique? But our family has no swordsmanship in the Foundation Martial Arts. ”

"You think too much, even if there is a foundation building sword technique in the clan, the difficulty of cultivation is above the fist technique, and he can't even practice the fist technique, what kind of sword technique do you practice, I think he plans to sell it with an iron sword for money, and he can sell it for one or twenty jade dollars anyway. One person said self-righteously that this kind of thing has not happened before.

"Hey, Chen Zong, remember to give me half of the money from the sale of the sword. Another person shouted at Chen Zong, and immediately clenched his fists and threatened: "Otherwise, you know the consequences." ”

Chen Zong frowned, and was about to speak, when a familiar black figure suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar black figure out of the corner of his eye, striding into the martial arts training ground.

"Chen Zhongjie......" gritted his teeth, his voice was like a tiger roaring, and anger burned from the bottom of his heart.

Since Daddy's cultivation was lost, since he began to practice martial arts, Chen Zong has been bullied, most of them from Chen Zhongjie, because he is Chen Zhigang's dogleg, and Chen Zhigang's father and Chen Zhengtang have had conflicts.

"Chen Zong!" Chen Zhongjie also saw Chen Zong, his face was surprised, and he immediately sneered: "Little waste, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you forgotten my words." ”

Half a year ago, Chen Zhigang said that Chen Zong's cultivation in the martial arts training ground affected his cultivation, and the dog-legged Chen Zhongjie immediately blocked Chen Zong and threatened him not to come to the martial arts training ground from now on, otherwise he would fight once he saw him, Chen Zong naturally would not give in, and was immediately injured by Chen Zhongjie, and he recuperated for five or six days, unable to cultivate, which added a lot of burden to Daddy.

Chen Zhigang's father is the number one martial artist in the family today, flying and domineering, and he doesn't even pay attention to the patriarch, but he is the strongest, and he has attracted a group of people, Chen Zhengtang, who has no cultivation, is helpless.

In order not to increase the burden on Daddy, and in order to be able to cultivate well, Chen Zong did not come to the martial arts training ground again, and now when he heard Chen Zhongjie's words, his anger was blazing, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Yo, take the sword, what are you doing, you know your waste, do you plan to cut down trees with your wasted father?" Chen Zhongjie's gaze fell on Chen Zong's left hand, and he sneered.

"Chen Zhongjie, take back your words and apologize to me. "A 'waste' and 'waste man' awakened Chen Zong's many bad memories, and his face sank, word by word.

"Am I wrong about my father's waste, my son's waste?" Chen Zhongjie laughed contemptuously.

"You're looking for death!" His eyes seemed to be full of anger, Chen Zong roared, took a step like a tiger, and rushed towards Chen Zhongjie.

Chen Zhongjie's hair stood upside down, in an instant, he felt like a tiger roaring in front of him, shaking his head to shake off this absurd feeling, Chen Zhongjie's eyes showed a fierce light, his face was full of cruel smiles, his steps were like a vicious wolf locking on the prey, his body leaned forward, his left hand was bent in front of him and clawed into a claw, his thumb was facing his chin, his right hand was clenched into a fist resting on his waist, and the middle finger and index knuckle joints were particularly prominent, like fangs.

It seems that Chen Zhongjie's wolf tooth fist technique seems to have improved again. ”

"Chen Zong is miserable, I don't know how many days I have to lie in bed this time. ”

While everyone was gloating, Chen Zhongjie and Chen Zong approached.

"Wolf Sudden Style!" With a low shout, Chen Zhongjie's speed seemed to be two points faster, and when he approached Chen Zong, his right hand seemed to pierce the air, and he hit Chen Zong in the stomach fiercely, like the fangs of a vicious wolf, without mercy.

Chen Zong's eyes stared, and Chen Zhongjie saw it extremely clearly, his face was hideous, his eyes were cold, his pupils flashed fiercely, and his erected left hand shook slightly, piercing the right fist of the air like a wolf's fangs, and the trajectory was clear.

"Tiger Punch!"

The right fist was clenched, and with a low roar, Dacheng's peak tiger power fist method was unleashed, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and the wind roared amazingly.

The wolf tooth boxing method and the tiger power boxing method belong to the same level of boxing, the wolf tooth boxing method focuses on speed, pay attention to waiting for the opportunity to move, and the tiger power boxing method focuses on strength, pay attention to the frontal crushing.

The two fists collided, as if the bones were shattered, the sinister smile on Chen Zhongjie's face turned into horror, and Chen Zong's punch was like a bamboo, defeating Chen Zhongjie's wolf suddenly and driving straight in, bombarding his stomach heavily.

With a bang, it was like a drum, and the momentum was overflowing, making Chen Zhongjie's martial arts uniform fluctuate, his stomach was sinking under his fist, and the terrible power seemed to shatter his internal organs, his back arched, his face was full of horror, his eyes were wide and bulging, covered with red silk, his mouth was wide open, and saliva was dripping.

Closing his fist, Chen Zhongjie knelt directly on the ground, holding his stomach with both hands, trembling all over his body due to the severe pain, and spit out a mouthful of blood, which was shockingly red.

That punch was very heavy, it was the catharsis of Chen Zong's anger, Chen Zhongjie had been injured internally, and it was impossible to recuperate without seven or eight days.

"Chen Zhongjie, remember carefully, next time you insult me, Daddy insults me, you will bear the consequences, and tell Chen Dalei and Chen Zhigang what I said. Chen Zong stared at Chen Zhongjie coldly, said in a deep voice, turned around and strode away, his steps were firmer, and his back was straighter.

is also a child of the Chen family, it is enough to injure Chen Zhongjie, he does not have the slightest idea of killing, otherwise he will be punished by the clan rules.

There was silence all around, and one by one they widened their eyes and opened their mouths, as if they knew Chen Zong for the first time, and their hearts were like a monstrous wave, and they were shocked and inexplicable.

walked out of the martial arts training ground, and there were just two people walking towards them.

"Brother Zong. One of them was Chen Yiming, who ran to Chen Zong: "Why did you come to the martial arts training ground?"

"Take the sword. Chen Zong gestured to the iron sword in his left hand and smiled.

"Brother Zong, do you want to change your swordsmanship? Chen Yiming was puzzled.

"Just have fun. Chen Zong felt that last night's incident was very important, and his intuition told him that he couldn't let others know except himself, so he smiled and said, Chen Yiming didn't catch it, but stared at Chen Zong's face, and wondered: "Brother Zong, why do I think you look a little different from yesterday." ”

"Because my cultivation has reached the second layer of the Qi and Blood Realm. Chen Zong said with a smile.

"Great. Chen Yiming was very excited, even happier than his own breakthrough.

"Yiming, come here. A delicate and cold voice came.

"Yu Yao, long time no see. Chen Zong looked over and greeted with a smile.

A red tight-fitting military uniform brings out the beautiful shape that has begun to take shape, especially the pair of straight, tight and round legs that are more slender under the backdrop of moccasins, which is even more exciting.

Chen Yuyao, the daughter of the patriarch, is the same age as Chen Zong, and Chen Yiming are generally Chen Zong's childhood playmates, but after starting to practice martial arts, Chen Yiming still has a good relationship with Chen Zong as usual, and Chen Yuyao gradually distances himself from Chen Zong.

"Chen Zong, it's right to work hard, but you also have to see the facts, Uncle Zhengtang has lost his cultivation now, and his health is not as good as before, do you plan to let him just keep chopping trees and chopping wood to support you who have achieved nothing?" Chen Yuyao glanced at Tie Jian and asked coldly: "For the sake of Uncle Zhengtang's contribution to the family, I can beg my father to arrange an easier errand for you in the clan." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, no need. Chen Zong frowned slightly, there was an indescribable discomfort in his heart, as a childhood sweetheart, it was impossible to say that he had no feelings for Chen Yuyao, and sometimes he would inevitably think of when he was a child, Chen Yuyao with braids followed behind him and shouted 'Brother Zong', it was a very good memory.

But now this kind of memory, with Chen Yuyao's words, seems to have faded.

People always change, Chen Zong said to himself secretly.

"Whatever you want, but I still have to advise you, people must be self-aware, and if they don't measure their strength, they will only suffer their relatives. Chen Yuyao frowned, very dissatisfied with Chen Zong's attitude, but held back and continued: "In addition, Yiming has a great talent for martial arts, so don't look for him in the future, so as not to affect him." ”

"Cousin, you don't have to worry about my business. Chen Yiming was angry and pulled Chen Zong's hand: "Brother Zong, let's go, ignore him." ”

"Farewell. Chen Zong said to Chen Yuyao in a flat tone, and left with Chen Yiming, leaving only Chen Yuyao with a displeased face.