Jiang Chen took the bamboo sword in the little fat man's hand, the little fat man looked at Jiang Chen, and said softly: "Don't go, you can't beat him." ”

Jiang Chen was very calm, smiled at the little fat man, didn't speak, and walked towards the competition platform with his sword.

Li Zhan looked at Jiang Chen on the other side, and said, "You are also from Cuifeng Hall, how can I see that you are a little familiar?"

"Yes, I am the new disciple of Cuifeng Hall this year, Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen looked at Li Zhan and said.

Li Zhan suddenly seemed to think of something, laughed and said, "Oh... , I remember, aren't you the medicine garden handyman, the little bastard who peeked at our sword practice, you Cuifeng Hall really don't have a long memory. ”

"What, even you have joined the Sword Pavilion?" Li Zhan had an incredulous look on his face.

"Are you trying to challenge me?" asked Li Zhan.

Jiang Chen said calmly: "Yes." ”

When the words fell, Jiang Chen slowly stabbed over with a sword.

Li Zhan sneered slightly, standing in place and not moving.

Just as the sword was about to stab Li Zhan's body, his body turned to the right side, and without warning, his right foot kicked Jiang Chen's head, and all the people in the field couldn't bear to look at it directly, and some people were sighing.

At this moment, a "bang" sounded, and everyone looked at the stage, but what they expected did not happen.

Jiang Chen saw Li Zhan kicking him, he also met it with his right foot, and with a hard kick, Li Zhan took a step back, but Jiang Chen didn't move.

Li Zhan looked at Jiang Chen in some surprise, his eyes became cold, and he stabbed Jiang Chen's throat with a sword, Jiang Chen didn't dare to slack off, his body leaned back, then rotated to the left, and stabbed Li Zhan's wrist with a sword, Li Zhan felt that his wrist was numb, and the sword in his hand had already flown out, Jiang Chen flew up and kicked Li Zhan's back, and the whole person flew out, and smashed on the edge of the competition platform with a "bang".

Jiang Chen walked over and put a sword against Li Zhan's throat, and stepped on his chest with his right foot.

"Little bastard, let me go. ”

With a "snap", Jiang Chen struck him on the left side of the face with a sword.

Li Zhan's eyes were full of viciousness, and he scolded again: "Small", before he could speak, there was a "snap", and Jiang Chen hit the right side of the face with a sword.

After a while, the two sword marks on Li Zhan's left and right faces were swollen, Jiang Chen looked at Li Zhan's vicious eyes, and said calmly: "Anyone can say cruel words, the premise is that you have the strength to match, and winning is the last word." ”

After speaking, Jiang Chen kicked Li Zhan directly off the competition platform.

The Yaque in the field was silent, and he defeated Li Zhan like this, he was one of the top few freshmen in last year's students, and he had already reached the peak level of a swordsman, so he was defeated by the new students.

Before everyone came to their senses, Jiang Chen had already stepped off the stage and helped the little fat man to leave.

In the crowd, a woman in a long white dress, her long hair fluttering, her eyes staring at Jiang Chen's departing back, until the back disappeared from sight, she slowly turned around, she smiled, turned to leave, this person is Yan Nanfei.

At night, Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating his mind and trying to turn the second page of the "Sword Technique", to his surprise, he easily opened it all of a sudden.

A stream of information was clearly imprinted in his mind all of a sudden, the first form of the sword technique - the mountain-breaking style, the mountain-breaking style cultivated to the fullest, can shatter the mountains and rivers with one sword.

Jiang Chen carefully read the cultivation tips of the mountain-breaking style, the cultivation of the mountain-breaking style must have no distractions, and the consciousness is condensed in the sword, no matter what is blocking you in front of you, you must move forward bravely, thickness is the foundation of cultivating the mountain-breaking style, so you can only cultivate when the "innate exercises" reach the second level, Jiang Chen is relieved.

Jiang Chen was not in a hurry to practice, but was seriously thinking, how to be free of distractions, how to condense consciousness in the sword, thinking like this, until dawn, Jiang Chen opened his eyes, and a trace of essence in his eyes flashed.

He came to a secluded place behind the house, looked at the Cuifeng Mountain in front of him straight into the sky, stared for a long time, he slowly raised the sword in his hand with both hands, and closed his eyes.

Holding his sword motionless, he didn't know how long it took, when suddenly he slashed down at the big stone in front of him, and with the sound of the impact of the iron stone, his sword was bounced back, and the big stone only fell a little gravel, and he felt his arm go numb, and he kept shaking.

"Not true. Jiang Chen looked at the big stone in front of him and said to himself, just like that, he kept practicing, kept thinking, and after more than two months like this, I don't know how many times he practiced repeatedly.

That morning, he raised his sword again with both hands and slashed at the big stone in front of him, but this time the sword was not bounced back, and the big stone in front of him was split in half with the sword.

Then Jiang Chen ran the "Innate Technique", closed his eyes, and let his consciousness slowly merge into the sword, now Jiang Chen only felt that there was only one sword between heaven and earth, and he was this sword.

Suddenly, he swung his sword and slashed down on a larger stone in front of him, and with a "boom", the big stone in front of him was split into countless gravel by this sword.

At this moment, the little fat man walked over to this side, and when he saw Jiang Chen, he shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Jiang, the master is back, let you go." ”

"Senior Brother Fang, I know, let's go. So saying, he walked over to the little fat man.

When he came to the courtyard, the master Lin Changfeng sat on a chair.

The little fat man and Jiang Chen walked up to the master, clasped their fists, and said, "I've seen the master." ”

Lin Changfeng said "um" and said, "It's all here, I'm not here during this time, I'm not lazy, right?"

"Nope. Everyone said in unison.

"Jiang Chen, you practice the introductory swordsmanship that Senior Brother taught you. Lin Changfeng looked at Jiang Chen and said.

"Yes, master. ”

Jiang Chen walked to the open space in the middle, saluted his master with a fist, and then began to use a few introductory swordsmanship taught by his senior brother, these swordsmanship Jiang Chen can be said to have reached the point of perfection, and after trying a few swordsmanship, he stepped aside.

Lin Changfeng looked at Jiang Chen with an approving gaze, nodded, and said, "Well, not bad, not bad." ”

Then he looked at Senior Brother Li Mu and said, "To be able to achieve this in a short period of time, Li Mu, you have spent a lot of time, you have worked hard." ”

Senior Brother Di Li Mu blushed and said, "It's not hard, it should be, this is also the result of Senior Brother Jiang's diligence" As he spoke, Li Mu looked at Jiang Chen, and a trace of shame flashed on his face.

Lin Changfeng looked at everyone and said: "I have just reached the intermediate level of the Sword King, and it is not very stable, I will be in retreat in the near future, and in a few days it will be the annual Sword Pavilion martial arts competition, you must step up your cultivation, strive to get good results, and get more cultivation resources." ”

Hearing that the master had reached the intermediate realm of the Sword King, everyone showed envious expressions.

At night, Jiang Chen continued to practice the "Innate Exercises", and after the exercises reached the second level, the muscles and bones of his whole body underwent qualitative changes, his physical body became tougher, and his bones became harder.

However, as the exercises reached the second level, the cultivation speed slowed down, and the diffusion of the meridians throughout the body was even slower, almost no increase, but he still continued to persevere, never stopping, and he believed that no matter how slow he was, he would reach the end one day.

The day of the annual student competition of the Sword Pavilion has arrived, and on this morning, the eight of them wore the costumes of the Sword Pavilion and wore the unique badge of the Sword Pavilion, and under the leadership of the senior brother Li Mu, they went to the martial arts field of the Sword Pavilion.

At this time, the competition field was very lively, and the voices were full of voices.

There was a row of people sitting on the high platform opposite the martial arts arena, in the middle was a man in a brocade robe, about twenty years old, on the left of the brocade robe sat an old man in a black robe, on the right was a burly middle-aged man, and the other positions were also full of people, Elder Feng Lan and Elder Hu were also among them.

At this time, the old man in the black robe stood up, he was slender, his face was a little thin, he had a neat beard, his hair was coiled on the top of his head, and his eyes were very sharp.

He raised his hand and pressed everyone, the crowd suddenly quieted down, he looked around the martial arts arena, and said: "Hello everyone, I am Di Qing, the master of the Sword Pavilion, today is the annual Sword Pavilion student competition, the competition is mainly to test the cultivation results of the students in the past year, find their own gaps through the competition, stimulate their cultivation potential, everyone remember, the competition point is up, and you can't hurt your life." ”

He paused and said, "The top three students have the opportunity to get a chance to practice in the Houshan Spirit Pool once, and also have a chance to choose martial arts and weapons, and they can also get a reward for pills. ”

"Now the jousting begins. Di Qing said loudly.

At this time, Elder Yan of the Law Enforcement Hall walked out and said: "The participants in this competition are all students under the age of fifteen in the Sword Pavilion, a total of 175 people, divided into five martial arts platforms, the competition implements a single elimination method, and the top three winners of the five martial arts platforms, that is, fifteen, will conduct the final ranking competition. ”

After speaking, Elder Yan took out the list of divided groups and began to read out, a total of five groups, 35 people in each group, Jiang Chen was divided into the fourth group, that is, the most marginal martial arts platform, the little fat man was assigned to the first group, and the senior brother Li Mu was assigned to the third group.

The little fat man patted Jiang Chen's shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Little junior brother, come on"

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Work together, come on." ”

Jiang Chen came to the fourth group of martial arts competition platform, there was a middle-aged man standing on the stage, seeing that everyone was almost there, he said: "Everyone line up, start the competition now." As he spoke, he pointed to the person at the front of the line and said, "Come on stage." ”

The man walked up to the stage and said, "Imperial Sword Hall, Chen Yuan." ”

The middle-aged man found a sign with Chen Yuan written on it in a lottery holder and said, "Draw lots." ”

Chen Yuan came to the table, stretched out his hand and drew a lot, the middle-aged man took it and said, "In the first game, Chen Yuan fought against Ma Tao." ”

A man walked out of the team, burly and strong-looking, walked to the stage, clenched his fists and said, "Sword Array Hall, Ma Tao." ”

The two saluted each other slightly, and then pointed at each other, and suddenly both of them moved, and both of them rushed towards each other, and then there was a dense "clanging" sound, and a series of sword shadows flashed on the stage.