As soon as Zhang Huaixing died, the remaining disciples of the Black Tiger Gang immediately collapsed, scattered and fled, and were chased and killed by the purple-clothed disciples of the Goshawk Society.

Wu Long was too lazy to do anything to these low-level gangsters, Shi Shiran walked up to Zhang, patted him on the shoulder affectionately and said, "Son, your name is Zhang, not bad." The probationary period should be over in one month, how about it, would you like to do it with me?"

Zhang smiled and didn't say anything, now the three of them don't have to worry about going home, with their current results, they can enter any hall of the Goshawk Club.

Wu Long only mentioned it in passing, but he didn't really think about Zhang Lai under his command, of course, if the other party really agreed, he would only be happy.

He actually came over to ask another question, "Zhang, the sword technique you major in is really the "Ethereal Sword Technique in the Clouds"? ”

Zhang Wenyan smiled bitterly, he has been asked this question by countless people in the past six months, and he is about to vomit when he answers.

"Boss Wu, Zi Ke really doesn't have any secrets, he just tried to try, and then it became a thing. ”

"Really?" Wu Long looked incredulous, but he had to believe it.

Also, if there is really any secret to the "Ethereal Sword Technique", it is still waiting for the son to find out, so many predecessors who do not believe in evil have already figured it out!

I guess it's luck!

Like many people, Wu Long attributed it to shit luck, and couldn't help but be envious in his heart, Lao Tzu should get a reward for entering the library once after taking the town of the Black Tiger Gang this time, is it also a try of "Cloud Ethereal Sword Technique"?

As soon as the thought came out, he immediately shook his head, count, Lao Tzu has not had great luck since he was born, so don't waste the opportunity to enter the library pavilion!

On the way back, Zhang Chaoran was very excited, and kept gesturing at the Zhan Broken Mountain that Zhang had made.

"This move is really powerful and domineering, why can't I do it so imposingly. ”

Li Dahe sneered, "Why do you need to be as imposing as a mountain, aren't you a 'mountain' in yourself!"

"Fat aside, the fat man is still a very strong man. Zhang grinned and made up for it.

Zhang Chaoran has long been accustomed to being ridiculed by the two, but he didn't hear it, and he was still recalling Zhang's previous sword (knife) in his mind.

In the past six months, he has grown a lot, maybe because he has a goal, he knows that he is not as good as Zhang and Li Dahe, and his mind is not comparable, but he is not decadent because of this, but he begins to work hard in his daily cultivation.

After half a year of hard work, coupled with the guidance of Zhang and Li Dahe, his strength has also improved by leaps and bounds.

Back at the camp, the three of them counted the points, and they were still in the top three in the camp, and left the fourth place far behind.

"It seems that we don't have to take on tasks in the last month, so let's take advantage of this time to hone our martial arts. Li Dahe smiled, "By the way, have you gained anything from today's battle?"

Zhang shook his head, "The opponent is still too weak to force my potential, it seems that I still have to rely on myself to break through." ”

Relying on the crisis to stimulate potential to break through the bottleneck is a common means used by martial artists in this world, although it is dangerous, but the effect is excellent, but the premise is that the opponent you find can force you to the moment of life and death, otherwise it is useless.

Although Zhang's realm is only a first-level source force warrior, the Great Dream Technique is really powerful, and the depth of the source power in his body is actually no less than that of an ordinary second-level source force warrior, coupled with the perverted combat endowment and the four high-level source force martial arts, although Zhang Huaixing has good combat power, he is not an opponent, and he is easily solved by Zhang, and he can't force out his potential at all.

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At night, in a corner of the trial disciple's camp, in the gravity room that is rarely used, under three times the gravity, Zhang Chaoran waved the big knife in his back again and again, sweating like rain.

And Zhang and Li Dahe are fighting, one of them uses the Qinglian Sword Song and the other uses the Cloud Ethereal Sword Technique, polishing each other's flaws and imperfections in the sword technique.

Momentum, momentum, momentum!

Zhang Chaoran's mind kept replaying the picture of Zhang using the "Broken Yue Chop" during the day, and the big knife in his hand fell again and again.

If there are careful people who have been paying attention to his knife, they will find that every time this fat man cuts out, the momentum will increase a little, and after the layers are superimposed, it has now reached a critical point, and the momentum is still superimposed, but the overall volume has not changed, and every trace of momentum seems to be compressed into an unchanging volume.

The clothes on Zhang Chaoran's body have been soaked with sweat, and a puddle of water stains on the ground has been pressed into a thin piece under three times the gravity, and every time he swings the knife, sweat will splash out, and it will quickly fall to the ground and merge with the water stains.

Whew!

Zhang Chaoran's breathing sound was like pulling the bellows, and the movement of swinging the knife became slower and slower, each stroke was like playing in slow motion, but the momentum contained in each knife was becoming more and more powerful.

Rumble!

I don't know how many knives were swung, and the momentum compressed in the volume finally caused a qualitative change, erupting like a volcanic eruption, and the majestic momentum rushed up, like a mountain like a mountain.

With the explosion of momentum, the backlash knife that had been slowly falling suddenly accelerated, and a series of violent roars were emitted in the air, and before the blade, the airflow collapsed, turning into a whirlpool, bringing a terrifying suction, setting off a violent wind in the gravity room.

Zhang and Li Dahe, who were fighting, stopped at the same time, stood peacefully in the wind, looked in the direction of Zhang Chaoran, and then looked at each other and smiled.

This son finally comprehended the change in the momentum of "Mighty Bull Demon Knife", this knife has won the essence of "Broken Mountain" Broken Mountain and Domineering Unparalleled.

Airplanes!

This powerful and domineering knife suddenly stopped at the moment it approached the ground, and the long blade with two fingers thick shook endlessly, letting out a clear dragon groan.

"Okay, being able to send and receive is for Dacheng!" Zhang smiled and exclaimed.

Li Dahe also applauded the fat man rarely, his eyes were full of joy, this fat man felt that he was very lazy before, but he didn't expect that he could persist after making up his mind to work hard, which made his impression change greatly.

But the only thing that made him feel strange was that this fat man couldn't lose weight no matter how hard he practiced, and the fat on his body was still dangling.

The knife seemed to have exhausted all the strength of the fat man, and he was seen standing there and shaky, his face full of exhaustion that could not be concealed by ecstasy.

"Let's go back, the fat man is a little overtrained today. Zhang smiled.

"Fortunately, the effect is good, and I can try this overrun state more in the future. Li Dahe added, making the fat man stumble and almost shake his head.