The outer disciples are divided into two areas, north and south, but there is only one cafeteria.

However, in the cafeteria, there is still a clear division into east and west, the west side is used by the disciples of the southern district to eat, and the east side is used by the disciples of the northern district to eat.

To tell the truth, for the first time since Chu Duan moved to the North District, he sat on the chair on the east side and enjoyed the food with his heart.

Memory told him that in the past, Chu Duan was sitting on the west side and envious of the east side. Now, he is sitting on the east side, but things are not people, but it can be regarded as a small wish of the original owner.

"The food on the east side is really not comparable to the west side. "As I ate, I thought.

The memory of the original owner made him know that the food of the disciples on the west side was very ordinary food, the same as a common meal, but he could eat enough. The food on the east side is carefully cooked, whether it is the ingredients, the taste or the nourishment, it is all on the top of the food on the west side, which can nourish the body subtly and better supplement the daily cultivation consumption. For example, steamed bear's paw with honey, tiger bone and ginseng soup, etc., the taste is not inferior to that made by the chef of the star-rated hotel on the earth. From this point, it can be seen that the Sword Sect treats disciples differently whether they have reached the fourth rank of the Sword Qi Realm.

It's very simple, anyone can cultivate to the third stage of the Sword Qi Realm as long as they are willing to cultivate, but not everyone can cultivate to the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Realm. A swordsman, only when he cultivates to the fourth stage, can he be regarded as touching the skin of a swordsman, and he is barely qualified to be called a swordsman.

Today is the fifteenth day of Xiao Qianfeng's bet, and it is also the nineteenth day that Chu Duan broke through the fourth stage and transferred to the North District.

In these nineteen days, his strength has changed by leaps and bounds. Now, Feiyun swordsmanship and Qingfeng swordsmanship are complete, and I vaguely feel that I have touched a deeper level of mystery, a mystery about the wind. Multiplies the power of the originally powerful Qingfeng swordsmanship. With such strength, he should be able to defeat the outer disciples of the sixth rank of the Sword Qi Realm.

As for the seventh stage, the gap was too big, and Chu Duan couldn't speculate, but one thing was certain, once any inner disciple of the seventh stage of the Sword Qi Realm was forced to take on the Qingfeng lore with all his strength, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

With a slight progress, Chu Duan only cultivated for half a day today, and planned to give himself a half-day off, so he came here to eat.

Naturally, at the first time, Chu Duan became the focus of attention, and there were many discussions, but he didn't care.

"The matter of injuring Wang Chang Wang Yi and cutting off Wang Lei's tendon, the top level of the Sword Sect doesn't seem to have any reaction, does it mean that this level of things has not yet reached the level of violating the door rules, or are there other factors? And Wang Feng doesn't seem to have returned to the Sword Sect yet. While eating, he suddenly remembered this and secretly wondered: "No matter what, there is no best reaction, save a lot of trouble, in the afternoon, after the bet with Xiao Qianfeng is completed." If I win, I will go to the Sword Pavilion, contribute the breeze out of the chaos, get contribution points, exchange the contribution points for pills to improve the cultivation of sword qi, and then go out to practice. If you lose, let's see what Xiao Qianfeng's conditions are, and then make plans, but I can't lose!"

If he said that before comprehending some of the subtleties of the wind, he might not be sure, but after comprehending some of the subtleties of the wind, he had full confidence that he would win.

"Chu Duan, get out and die!"

Suddenly, a loud shout full of fierce killing sounded, and it came in from outside the cafeteria, and there was a faint momentum of muffled thunder rolling.

Chu Duan looked up and didn't pay attention to it, but picked up a piece of bear's paw meat and put it in his mouth.

"Who dared to tell Chu Duan to get out of the sect and die, didn't he know that Chu Duan was now, but he was the number one swordsman among our outer disciples?"

"Who knows? ”

At this time, a figure hurriedly ran in and rushed towards Chu Duan, it was Zhao Tiemu, with a panicked and anxious expression. ...,

"Chu Duan, hurry up and leave through the back door, Wang Feng is back and looking for you outside. Zhao Tiemu saw Chu Duan looking up, and hurriedly shouted.

"Wang Feng is back. Chu Duan's heart was relieved, what should come is still coming after all. Immediately, he put down his chopsticks, grabbed his sword, stood up, and strode towards the main entrance of the cafeteria.

"Chu Duan, the back door is there, leave through the back door. When Zhao Tiemu saw it, he hurriedly blocked Chu Duan's way, and hurriedly said.

"Brother Zhao, a swordsman, should have a sharp edge. As soon as his footsteps turned, he naturally avoided Zhao Tiemu's interception, and at the same time said softly: "Rather bend, rather break than bend, unyielding, fearless, any obstacle and all resistance, there is no need to hesitate or worry." I believe in the sword in your hand, only with the sword in your hand, you will overcome obstacles and move forward bravely, and go straight to the other side of the sword!"

The words came into Zhao Tiemu's ears, and Zhao Tiemu was suddenly stunned, as if frozen like a statue, motionless.

These words, all along, have been what Chu Duan has in his heart, a portrayal of his "youngest swordsmanship master" on the earth, and also the unwillingness and obsession in the depths of Chu Duan's soul on the Ancient Sword Continent, which were finally transformed into Chu Duan's understanding of swords, his comprehension of swordsmanship, and his first sight of swordsmanship.

If it weren't for Zhao Tiemu's maintenance several times, Chu Duan would not have said this to him. While saying this, Chu Duan's heart became more and more determined, his steps were more steady, his body was straighter, and faintly, there seemed to be a momentum that belonged to the sword, a kind of indomitable and never looking back, breaking all obstacles, and going straight to the other side, which was condensed and formed.

"Chu Duan is dead this time. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Wang Feng, but he has the cultivation of the eighth stage of the Sword Qi Realm, and he is famous for his thunder swordsmanship. ”

"I don't see the slightest fear in Chu Duan, but I feel that he is very determined, and even, there seems to be a little expectation. ”

"Anyway, this time, he's dead, let's go, let's go see the excitement. ”

Walking to the door of the cafeteria, without the slightest hesitation, he stepped out and strode forward, as if he was walking on a bright avenue, an avenue leading to the other side of the sword path.

Every step I take, my heart will be more determined, and vaguely, I seem to have comprehended, but I can't capture it. It's just that there is a peculiar feeling that makes him feel as if he has resonated with the sword in his hand, a unique momentum, brewing...... Cocoon!

With just a glance, Chu Duan saw the person standing dozens of meters away on the opposite side and ignored the others, not only because the aura on this person's body was very strong, but also because there was no second person within a few dozen meters around, and they all avoided it.

This person is Wang Feng, with a medium stature, a cyan robe, about eighteen or nineteen years old, thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes containing anger, approaching, and a faint fluctuation of thunderous anger on his body.

As soon as Wang Feng returned to the Qingfeng Sword Sect, he knew what happened to Wang Chang Wang Yi and Wang Lei, he didn't need to ask the reason, as long as he knew Lu Dao and who did it, it was enough.

When he knew that he was just an outer disciple who had only been in the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Realm for more than a month, he was first stunned, and then, his anger burned and his killing intent boiled, and he couldn't take a break, and went straight to the outer disciple area that he usually didn't care about at all.

Although, he has other means to play Chu Dui, but, now, he just wants to do it himself, otherwise, his anger will not be extinguished.

However, when Wang Feng saw Chu Duan striding out of the cafeteria, he not only found that Chu Duan did not have the slightest fear on his face, but also that his eyes were calm and did not have the slightest fear. On the contrary, there seems to be a general trend condensing in the body, and this general trend actually makes the breathing a little difficult in an instant.

"Okay, I really have some ability, no wonder I can cut off Wang Lei's tendons. Wang Feng spoke again, and his voice was like a muffled thunderbolt, exploding in everyone's ears, making many outer disciples look uncomfortable, and they only felt that their ears were buzzing. ...,

"Take the blame. Striding towards Wang Feng, he felt that the thunderous anger coming from Wang Feng's body became more and more intense, making it difficult for him to breathe. Under the pressure of Wang Feng, he walked forward step by step, narrowing the distance between him and Wang Feng.

"Okay, it's really very courageous, but do you know that the inner disciples, killing the outer disciples, are only slightly punished. Wang Feng's face was hideous, there was a gloom in his eyes, when he went out to practice, he killed the fierce beast, and his favorite thing was to provoke the fierce beast first, leaving a series of non-fatal wounds on its body, making the fierce beast feel angry and desperate, and only killed the fierce beast later.

"If you want to kill me, see if you have the ability to do it. Chu Duan said, the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and his breath was like an invisible wind blowing in his face, letting out a silent roar. When he was eight meters close to Wang Feng, he stopped, this distance was already almost to the limit, and any closer would cause his sword to be slow.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're really very kind, don't worry, I won't kill you right away, I will leave thirty-two wounds on your body first, so that you can experience the pain that Wang Chang Wang Yi has endured. Break your tendons and tendons again, let you deeply feel the torment and pain that Wang Lei endured, and at the last time, I will stab you in the heart with a sword and kill you. Wang Feng's face was even more hideous, like a demon, and the light in his eyes was extremely ferocious. The words spoken in such a gloomy and bloodthirsty tone made the people who heard it subconsciously shrink their necks, and couldn't help but take two steps back, shuddering.

Chu Duan was not afraid at all, he pulled out the stainless steel sword, pointed at the ground obliquely with the sword in his right hand, and was engrossed, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he was approaching Wang Feng. Every muscle in the body is beating, the sword qi in the dantian is all mobilized, and in the preparation for the Qingfeng lore, some of the mysteries about the wind that have been comprehended are also completely presented in the brain, and the air around the body is slightly rhythmic, as if the breeze is coming.

This is the first time that he has been preoccupied with the treatment of the Ancient Sword Continent, the spirit and spirit are one, and this sword, he believes, will surpass the limit.

The general trend on the body seems to be accelerating and condensing under this urging.

Wang Feng's face changed suddenly, and suddenly there was a kind of life, as if the surrounding world world had disappeared, engulfed by darkness, only the people in front of him were constantly enlarged in his eyes, his figure, his momentum, and his posture all made Wang Feng feel threatened.

Wang Feng had to take it seriously, drew his sword, threw the scabbard aside, the long sword was dazzling, horizontal in front of his chest, and the sword qi was mobilized and surging out. I saw a hair-like white air current, spreading to the sword, flowing, exuding a terrifying sharp aura, suffocating.

The outer disciples around him, with a shocked face, all held their breath, their eyes widened, and they didn't blink, for fear of missing this wonderful scene of dividing life and death......