One month, as scheduled.
Chen Zong walked out of the small courtyard. Since he refined his inner strength and chose the appropriate martial arts, for more than ten days, he all stayed in the small courtyard to practice. He even prepared a lot of dry food for meals.
The sun was shining brightly, official disciples walked out of the small courtyard one after another, today is the day of the new star competition, almost all official disciples will be present, and some town palace disciples will also come to watch.
The place where the Rising Star Competition is held is located in the Sword Fighting Arena.
It was the first time for Chen Zong to see formal disciples walking into the sword fighting arena from the entrance one after another, and he was shocked.
The sword fighting arena is like a round valley, surrounded by high heights, and there are layers of large stairs, where you can stand and sit, there are ten floors, and each floor can accommodate at least hundreds of people loosely. All the people in the palace came, but they were not satisfied.
The lower part in the middle is very flat, almost two hundred meters in diameter, and in the center is a circular arena with a diameter of one hundred meters and a height of two meters.
"Junior Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for more than ten days." A familiar voice sounded from behind, it was He Tielin.
"Senior brother He, I have been practicing recently." Chen Zong responded with a smile.
However, He Tielin couldn't see whether Chen Zong's cultivation had reached the state of strength training. The body without leaks is not only useful in the state of qi and blood, but also in the state of strength training. However, if Chen Zong used his inner strength, he would have breath Come out, this is incomparable with Qi and Blood Realm.
"He Tielin, this is the new disciple you're optimistic about?" A person walked up beside him, said while glancing at Chen Zong, and immediately looked disapprovingly: "In my opinion, it's not as good as Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong."
Chen Zong didn't feel anything, but He Tielin frowned: "Qikang, whoever I think has nothing to do with you, besides, how do you know that he is not as good as Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong."
"Otherwise, let's make a bet." The thin Qikang smiled coldly, full of provocation.
"Why should I bet with you?" He Tielin said coldly, the other party was provoking him, but it was obvious that he was not provoking.
"He Tielin, I guess you don't dare to bet with me, a coward like you." Qikang opened his mouth to sarcastically, and Chen Zong immediately saw that He Tielin's face changed drastically, turning livid, and his eyes burst out with a frightening light , like an angry monster.
"Qikang, if you want to bet, you can bet big." He Tielin glared at Qikang, his tone extremely cold, every word.
Knowing He Tielin for a short period of time, Chen Zong had never seen He Tielin show such an expression, and immediately understood that what Qikang said must have a deep meaning, which offended He Tielin and made He Tielin lose his mind in a rage.
"Okay, let's make a big bet." Qikang's small eyes narrowed, shining brightly, and landed on Chen Zong: "Let's bet on what he will win with Jiang Bailiu or Huo Yihong in the Rising Star Competition." Regardless of the ranking, as long as he is higher than either Jiang Bailiu or Huo Yihong, I will lose, otherwise I will win."
"The bet is only five hundred sword honors." Qikang sneered.
"Five hundred sword honors!" He Tielin suddenly came to his senses. The sword honors he got in the management of Lianyitang for a month were only fifty points, five hundred, and it would take ten months. It can be managed for a month, but not for a long time.
The sword honors I have accumulated since I entered the True Sword Academy for three years add up to just over a thousand points, and after deducting what is needed for cultivation, it is only in the early five hundred.
What five hundred swordsmen can do can be exchanged for an earth-level middle-grade kung fu or martial arts.
If you lose, you will really become a pauper.
But the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible to redeem them, so I can only bite the bullet and agree.
"Get ready for five hundred sword merits, don't be a laughing stock if you fail to show them." Qikang sneered, and passed Chen Zong: "Don't even pass the test, it would be too embarrassing to lose."
"Test?" Chen Zong was puzzled.
"Junior Brother Chen, I can only look at you." He Tielin looked at Chen Zong, said in a solemn tone, and then smiled wryly: "Hey, I was carried away, and I was so irritated that I lost my mind."
Jiang Bailiu and Huo Yihong had already broken through to the state of strength training long ago, and their talents are extraordinary. After practicing during this period of time, their strength must be extraordinary. As for Chen Zong, although it is not clear whether the other party has reached the state of strength training, but He Tielin feels from the bottom of his heart that he is not as good as Jiang Bailiu or Huo Yihong, and it is very difficult to compare with them.
"Senior Brother He, don't worry, I will do my best." Chen Zong said, in the end, he was implicated, but anyway, He Tielin was good to himself before, and it is okay to help, but Jiang Bailiu and Huo I don't know how strong the two of them are, so I can only do my best.
"Junior Brother Chen, if your final ranking can surpass that of either Jiang Bailiu or Huo Yihong, the five hundred sword honors you get by betting, we will split five to five." He Tielin said immediately, although he didn't think he could win, but there was always It's a hope, not to mention that if Chen Zong can get two hundred and fifty sword honors, he will work harder.
Naturally, Chen Zong would not refuse such a win-win situation.
"I thought you were hiding and didn't dare to come out." Yang Jingzhi saw Chen Zong with a stern face and a cold tone.
"You don't have the qualifications yet." Chen Zong responded calmly.
"You will know the consequences soon." Yang Jingzhi pointed out.
He Tielin stared at Chen Zong dumbfounded.
"Junior Brother Chen, why did you provoke him?" After Yang Jingzhi left, He Tielin couldn't help asking.
"It's not that I provoke him, but that he treats me as a fat sheep and kills me." Chen Zong responded simply.
"You know he is from Liumen." He Tielin said: "Liumen is one of the three major forces among official disciples. There are many masters and domineering actions. Offending them is often very miserable. Fortunately, there are rules in the academy. Otherwise, I have to stay away from you."
It sounds like a joke, but it is the truth, and it also makes Chen Zong understand He Tielin's temperament better. Such people may be able to make friends, but they must not become close friends, they can only be ordinary friends.
Among the formal disciples, there are more than a dozen forces, but only three are truly powerful, namely Liumen, Ningmen, and Momen. The masters of these three forces are all one of the Seven Sword Stars.
It is said that these three sects are also related to the disciples of the town palace.
Soon, all the disciples were present. The disciples who wanted to participate in the Rising Star Competition stood under the circular arena, while the disciples who did not participate jumped up the big steps around to watch.
"Move the power pillar." Following the elder's words, five disciples soon jumped onto the ring carrying five pillars, lined up one by one.
The force measuring column has a circular base with a diameter of half a meter, which is very stable. The whole column is white, with a height of 2.5 meters and a thigh thickness. The circle looks very resilient, from a height of 1.5 meters to a height of 2.5 meters, there is a finger-wide transparent strip in the middle, and a scale is marked on the side.
The scale is from bottom to top, from one to one hundred.
"This is the force measuring column, which is specially used to test the attack power." The elder pointed to the five strange white columns and said, "I know that some warriors are good at attacking, some are good at defending, and some are good at dodging, but as a training For sword fighters, attack power is the first factor that determines strength, without enough attack power, how can one become a powerful sword practitioner, how to become a swordsman."
What I said makes sense, the sword is originally the representative of attack, if the attack power is not enough, how to practice the sword.
"The scale on the force measuring column is 100. One to thirty corresponds to one turn of Jinjing, thirty-one to sixty corresponds to two turns of Jinjing, and sixty-one to ninety corresponds to three turns of Jinjing."
"The Rising Star Competition has two parts. The first part is to hit the force measuring column. Those who are less than 15 scales will be eliminated. Each person will have three chances, and the maximum value will be taken."
"The test begins."
As the elder's voice fell, the disciples who were going to participate in the Rising Star Competition were divided into five rows and tested one by one.
"Excuse me, elder, can you use swordsmanship?" The first disciple to be tested was more clever and asked quickly.
"Yes." The elder responded.
After getting the response, one by one immediately waved the gift sword in their hands to perform sword skills.
The sword light flickered, and each of them slashed out with all their strength, and hit the force measuring area of the force measuring column. With a bang, Chen Zong clearly saw that the force measuring area was under the sword, and it was sunken inside, and immediately a red streak came from it. Jump up and into the scale area.
On the scale area, the three scale numbers of thirty, sixty, and ninety are all bronze-colored, and the font is very clear. The scales of ten, twenty, forty, fifty, seventy, and eighty are black iron-colored, and the font is The circle is relatively small, but it is also very clear. As for the nine forms one to one hundred, the golden yellow ones are more eye-catching.
"How come it's only nine, it's impossible."
"Haha, I reached fifteen."
Some people are happy and some are unhappy. Those who are less than ten have two chances to make another shot. Some of them reach ten, and some don't reach ten. They are eliminated directly.
Of the five people in the first batch of tests, only two passed and three were eliminated. Those who hadn't tested immediately got their minds right. At first they thought it was not difficult, but now it seems that the difficulty is not small. If it is because they don't pay enough attention And if you are eliminated, you will definitely be depressed to death.
Chen Zong took advantage of the moment when a new group of people were rotated for the test, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and his eyes suddenly stopped because he saw a somewhat familiar figure.
She was dressed in a silver-white sword robe, with an indifferent expression on her face, and her eyes were calm and sharp.
Silver Sword Star!
Before, Chen Zong didn't understand the meaning of the silver sword star at all, but now he knows that it is one of the seven sword stars of the True Sword Academy and one of the most powerful seven among the official disciples.
Upwards, that is the disciple of the town palace, and only those who have practiced the power level four can be qualified to become the disciple of the town palace.
There was no one around the Silver Sword Star, like an absolute area, and the same scene, Chen Zong saw it on several other people when he swept past, so it can be judged that those people were also one of the Seven Sword Stars.
"It's so strong, it hit the 18th scale."
"That's not weak, it hits the seventeen scale."
There have been several batches of tests so far, and the maximum is to hit the 16th scale, so those who can hit the 18th scale and the 17th scale immediately attracted attention.
"Twenty scales, who is that?"
As more and more people were tested, some stronger ones gradually emerged.
Soon, it was Chen Zong's turn to test.
(end of this chapter)