Chapter 11 Punished for chopping wood
"Well, the disciple knows, but Master, please give me another half a year, if the disciple is still like this after half a year, I will take the initiative to give up then!" Looking at Meng Hao, who was full of kindness, Duan Chen's heart warmed.
"Okay, but it's still the same sentence as a teacher, just do what you can!" Looking at the stubborn young man in front of him, Meng Hao nodded, and then waved his hand at the latter and let him leave.
After leaving the main hall, Duan Chen directly followed Meng Hao's instructions and walked towards the firewood room in the north courtyard, and then began his wood-cutting career under the instructions of a man.
"Click!"
In a jungle outside the north courtyard, Duan Chen, who was holding an axe, was like a tireless machine, constantly waving towards a big tree in front of him, and as the axe in his hand continued to swing, the sawdust in the sky suddenly flew into the air.
"Hey boy, you won't be hit like this, will you? If it weren't for the fact that your Ironwood Gong was only in the Xiaocheng realm, even if you couldn't win, you would definitely not be as embarrassed as you are today!"
"It's not the same as losing, you can see that guy's methods, as long as I lose, my result will not change, and as far as I know, he also has a low-level second-class combat skill in his hand, so it is impossible for Zongbi to win in half a year!" Tightening the axe in his hand, Duan Chen said helplessly.
"And, isn't it just a low-level combat skill, when you have completely mastered the Tiemu Gong, I will give you another high-level combat skill, of course, as a reward, you know!" After finishing speaking, ignoring Duan Chen, who was full of surprise, the Blood Pupil Demon Ape swept into his body again with a wicked smile on his face.
Time flickered, three months passed, and it was still in this dense jungle, only to see that the young man had already discarded the axe in his hand, and directly hit a tree trunk that was half a human thick with his palm.
And every time he waved his palm, everyone could see that the moment the latter's palm touched the tree, it actually had a hint of black-green luster flickering.
"Whoa!"
In the midst of the luster, the crack on the tree also continued to expand with the wave of the young man's palm, until finally, with a bang, the tree finally broke from the middle and fell to the ground.
"Roar!"
And at the moment when the big tree fell, suddenly a sleeping beast suddenly jumped out of a bush with an angry roar, and then pounced on Duan Chen not far away.
Apparently angry at the guy who disturbed his rest.
"The might of ironwood!"
On the other side, looking at the iron-backed bear that was waving a huge bear paw and rushing straight towards him, Duan Chen not only did not dodge like he did two months ago, but even directly slammed into the latter's solid chest with a loud shout.
"Bang!"
The fist fell, and I saw that the iron-backed bear's steel-hard chest was directly sunk under the latter's attack. The powerful impact made it die on the spot with a terrible roar.
"Well, not bad, not bad!" At the moment when the iron-backed bear fell to the ground, a red light suddenly flashed, and the blood-pupiled demon ape praised Duan Chen while devouring the beast core of the iron-backed bear.
"Hey, this is already the fifty-sixth beast core you have eaten, and now that I have basically mastered the ironwood gong, should you also fulfill your promise, otherwise after today's errand, you won't want to eat even one beast core again!" Duan Chen said with his eyes looking directly at the Blood Pupil Demon Ape who was satisfied with swallowing the beast core.
"No, this is for you!" stretched out his claws and wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth, and the front paws of the Blood Pupil Demon Ape probed, and then a high-level second-class combat technique called "Afterimage Strike" appeared in Duan Chen's mind.
"Yo, our great genius has finished chopping wood? I'm just here to tell you today that my cousin has officially submitted an application to the sect for a duel with you in Zongbi, so don't you dare to participate in it then!"
Back in the firewood room, when Duan Chen piled up the last bundle of dry firewood and came to the door of the main hall to hand over to Meng Hao, suddenly Wang Kang in the crowd stepped forward with a face full of arrogance.
"Alas, Duan Chen, this guy is really unlucky, so I'm afraid he will be in a dilemma!"
"No, I didn't expect Xie Zhen to come to this trick, it would be embarrassing if Duan Chen abstained from fighting at that time, and if he didn't abstain, he just fell for his trick, this trick is really damn bad!"
Hearing that Xie Zhen had really applied to the sect, the surrounding disciples of the Northern Courtyard felt sad for Duan Chen.
"Of course, you don't have to be afraid, if you take the initiative to abstain, everyone can understand, after all, you are a waste, hahaha!" Duan Chen was in front of him, listening to the discussions of the disciples around him, Wang Kang deliberately raised his tone a little and said.
"Your arm doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Looking at Wang Kang, who was full of villainous ambitions, Duan Chen's face turned cold, and he shifted his gaze to the latter's arm and said.
"You, if you dare to mess around again, be careful that I tell Master-" Suddenly stared at the other party's arm, thinking back to the situation a few months ago, Wang Kang suddenly hurriedly retreated a few steps back with a panic on his face.
"Dog fights the power of the people, go back and tell Xie Zhen, when Zongbi is over, I will definitely show up on time!" Glancing at Wang Kang with disdain, Duan Chen walked directly through the crowd and strode towards the main hall.
"You, you don't pretend to be ruthless here, my cousin is now the strength of the Great Perfection of Huayuan, don't say that you have a fighting breaking skill, even if you have ten or eight, it is impossible to win!" In the crowd, looking at Duan Chen, who walked directly into the main hall, Wang Kang shouted loudly with shame on his face.
In the main hall, when Meng Hao saw Duan Chen, who had just advanced to the early stage of Huayuan three months ago, and now he had reached the peak strength of the early stage of Huayuan, the latter couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on his face.
But as soon as he thought of Xie Zhen's strength in transforming into a Yuan Great Perfection, Meng Hao's face was instantly filled with helplessness and worry: "Do you still want to insist on participating in Zongbi?" You must know that although you are making rapid progress now, the chance of defeating Xie Zhen is almost zero, and I think that the teacher's advice is that you might as well go for another three years, and as long as the tragedy of a few years ago does not happen again, you must be able to show your might, so as to enter the main academy to study." ”
"Master, what you mean the disciple understands, but you must have seen what happened just now, even if he loses to Xie Zhen in the Zongbi, the disciple doesn't want to let others be used as a laughing stock and be ridiculed anymore, so please Master can fulfill the disciple!" clenched his fists, Duan Chen said in a resolute tone.
"Alas, well, since you have your own ideas, then try to realize him, I hope this will help you, go ahead!" After a few deep breaths, Meng Hao directly threw a palm-sized cloth bag to Duan Chen and said.