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On this day, except for the hiss of the blade breaking through the air, only the sound of heavy gasps remained in the gymnasium.

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, especially the president Han Bing, whose hands and feet weighed more than 400 catties, and he didn't rest for a minute for half a day.

Hua Yuan, Qi Yunfei, and another young man named Lian Yongjin, who had just become a professional swordsman, also buried their heads, and there seemed to be a fire burning in their eyes, about to ignite their limbs and internal organs.

Others are infected, and they are working harder than yesterday, and sweating down is no longer just an idiom seen in books.

Su Qinian could see that although his action was lifted, it also deeply shook the self-esteem of this group of young people, making them understand that if they want to defend their dignity, they must have enough strength.

Especially for President Han Bing, this power is not borrowed from others, but in his own hands.

......

At night, the screen knife hall.

"Curator, you're finally back! Master Wu, they're all waiting for you in the martial arts hall. ”

Zhu Shan, the director of the screen knife hall, a short middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, carrying a heavy nine-ring big knife on his back, raised his feet and walked, the floor of the knife hall shook slightly, he bowed slightly towards the waiter, pushed open the door of the martial arts hall, and the scene in his eyes suddenly made his face sink.

"Old Wu, who hurt you with such a big ability?"

Looking at the entire Xingtai City, he is not one of the best in the Knife Pavilion, it is enough to rank among the top ten, he also has a director in the City Professional Knife Federation, generally speaking, the people in the Knife Pavilion are walking outside, and ordinary people have to give some face, how come even Lao Wu, who is a sixth-order professional, is injured today, and the identity of the person who shot is worthy of his attention.

Ten minutes later.

Zhu Shan frowned and said, "You mean the power of one sleeve, the dark energy surged, and about twenty meters apart, two gates of more than 100 catties were lifted, and the six of you were instantly slapped." ”

Needless to say, the one who crushes Lao Wu so much must be a powerful swordsman at the high level of the profession, and this requires a lot of strong sword qi cultivation to be able to do it, at least Zhu Shan has lined himself with the eighth order of the profession, and he does not have this ability.

"At least the peak of the eighth order, or even the ninth order!"

In a solemn tone, Zhu Shan looked at Master Wu in front of him with a blue nose and swollen face, and said in a deep voice: "Old Wu, don't provoke him again, at this age, this kind of cultivation must be a young hero who came out of the family...... I can't afford to mess with my screen knife hall!"

Ninth Order!

Master Wu, who had already had some speculations, was all shocked after being recognized by the authority of the curator Zhu Shan at this moment.

Qin Tu's face was pale, where was there still a little bit of a thorn, his family background was rich, and several members around him were also from the official family, but they were not big roles, the weight of the ninth order of the profession, and the name of the family gatekeeper, it was still very clear, especially the latter, it was not the world they could set foot in at all, if they had known, it would have been too late, how could they dare to make trouble.

Damn! What shit luck did those scraps go!

After being afraid, he was very uncomfortable in his heart, unhappy to the extreme, the peak of the eighth order, and even the ninth order, in Xingtai City, which is not the fifth line, can be counted with both hands, put it in the city professional knife federation, a real power director is stable, has background connections, even if it is the vice president is not impossible, you know, in a big city, the professional knife union is only half a level lower than the city government, and the president is the main leader of a city, and the appointment and dismissal need to be reported to the province and approved.

Regardless of the tense atmosphere in the screen knife hall, after a day of hard training, almost everyone in the Xingtai Gymnasium walked out with a knife.

Too tired, not only physical exhaustion, but also mental weakness, such a concentrated exercise, the consumption is huge, the most direct embodiment is the soaring cost of high-energy meat meals, a group of people will take out the living expenses to summarize, more out, less out, barely enough for everyone.

And everyone who left the gymnasium, Su Qinian pressed twice on his arm and shoulder, Han Bing's eyes lit up, and he only felt a warm breath on his shoulder penetrating into his limbs, and his whole body was warm, although he was still mentally tired and needed deep sleep to make up for it, but his physical fatigue had improved significantly, and some overloaded and sore joints were no longer the slightest bit unusual.

As a senior who is about to graduate in his senior year, Han Bing has obtained the second-order swordsman certification of the profession, although he is not considered top-notch among the students of the two higher martial arts schools of Gur and Sanjiang, but he has also come into contact with some small circles and knows a lot of things, such as now, it is rumored that some swordsmen who are proficient in medical skills can use knife qi to stimulate the meridians and acupoints of the human body, so as to achieve all kinds of incredible healing effects.

Teacher Su, where do you come from?

After walking a distance, Han Bing couldn't help but look back in the direction of the gymnasium, and after a long time, he took several deep breaths one after another, clenched his fists, and looked at the Xuanhuang iron ring on his wrist, with an extremely determined look in his eyes.

These people, who do not have a prominent family background, lack financial support, and have no chance of being a famous teacher, if they can't even grasp such an opportunity, how can they pursue the path of the knife and embark on the peak of their dreams.

In the blink of an eye, eight days passed.

Early in the morning, Xingtai Higher Martial Arts School, inside the gymnasium.

Eleven figures stood straight in front of them, compared to nine days ago, similar to a reborn change, everyone's body, revealed a sharp aura of different sizes, especially Han Bing, who was the highest in cultivation, even Xiaolian, who was the youngest, the latest to join the society, and the weakest, could be barely sensed by him Qi and blood, which was almost the same as obtaining the certificate of the first order of professional swordsmen.

And he himself......

Han Bing raised his hand, looked at his palm, pinched it and released it, put it down again, and changed it to the past, who told him that there could be such a huge change in just nine days, he would not believe it anyway, now he believes it, but the world he has come into contact with is still too small, and his knowledge is still too shallow, and now he really feels that the door of the Dao of Knife is opening to him.

Airplanes!

At this moment, Su Qiannian raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang iron rings on the wrists or ankles of several people flew up in the air and fell into their sleeves.

"Give you an hour to acclimatize, and then let's go. ”

Hearing Su Qinian's voice, Han Bing and the others' eyes lit up, and the departure of the Xuanhuang Iron Ring made them feel an unprecedented sense of ease, as if they could smash the earth with a single sword, but they also knew that this was an illusion and a gap in strength.

An hour later.

"Teacher Su, the bus has arrived, and it's time to go. ”

A staff member of the Academic Affairs Office of Xingtai Higher Martial Arts School came in and shouted, his eyes were a little strange, although the Green Knife Tournament was not a professional league, and the school did not attach much importance to it, but it still arranged a bus, and it was originally going to arrange a temporary free sword instructor to accompany him, but he was rejected by this sword club, saying that he had invited an instructor, but he didn't expect it to be a young man.

I don't know how thick the sky is.

He complained in his heart, but he was silent on the surface, and it was a necessary cultivation to survive in such a complex place as the Academic Affairs Office.

"Let's go!" Han Bing shouted.

"Let's go!"

Everyone responded in unison, which startled the staff member, how could a group of freshman hairy boys burst out with such a strong momentum in this knife path club that had just been established for a few months.

The knife bag was on his back, and eleven people followed Su Qiannian out of the gymnasium, Su Qiannian glanced at the rising sun above his head, this is what he was on the earth...... Lost youth.

Get on the bus, start the bus, and drive out of the gate of the martial arts school.

Along the way, there were students walking on the campus avenue who looked sideways, showing suspicious looks, but after seeing the pass of the Blue Knife Race in front of the windshield, their eyes lit up, and the slow pace involuntarily accelerated a few points.

......

City Youth Knife League, referred to as the Green Knife Competition.

The venue of the competition is located in the Xingtai City City Gymnasium, with a full seat of 30,000 people.

This is mainly organized by the Municipal Professional Knife Federation, aiming to discover young knife players and find seeds for the Municipal Professional League, which is to a certain extent, this is also a preparatory event for the Municipal Professional League, but unlike the Professional League, whether it is at the national level or at the provincial or municipal level, it is officially filed in Daxia, which is only a semi-official local event. (Ask for subscriptions, monthly passes, and Monday recommended tickets.) ）