Sword God

Chapter 62: The attention of the tutor of Qiyao Martial Arts Academy

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May 12, 396 in the Zhenwu calendar.

The sky was bright and the sun had not yet risen, but the entire Fengwu City was uncharacteristically awake and gradually boiling.

Many people came out of the house one after another, heading for the same goal, which was--

Fengwu Great Arena!

The Fengwu Grand Arena was built by three giants and five families. It is located in the center of Fengwu City. It has a huge area and can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time without being crowded. In the center is a huge arena, 100 meters long and 100 meters long. One meter wide and high.

There are many people around the arena, densely packed, leaving only a passage several meters wide, and a group of people are walking through the passage.

"It's from the wealthy Tang family."

"That person is Dragon Spear Tang Junluo, it really looks extraordinary."

There are more than fifty people from Tang's wealthy family, and all of them will participate in the battle of Fengwu Heroes.

After the Tang family, there is the Li family, which also has more than fifty people, followed by the Zhao family, which also has more than fifty people, including Li Zhenshi and Zhao Wangcheng.

Afterwards, there were participants from the five major families. Compared with the three major families, the number of participants from the five major families was significantly smaller, basically more than thirty.

In the Chen family's team, Chen Zong was also among them.

"Dragon Spear Tang Junluo, Famous Sword Li Zhenshi, Leng Dao Zhao Wangcheng, True Sword Chen Zong, Fengwu Four Little Heroes are all here."

"Could it be that their cultivation has reached the sixth level of Qi and Blood Realm?"

"Judging from the fluctuations in the power of energy and blood emanating from them, they should still be at the fifth level of the energy and blood realm. However, the four of them are geniuses, and all of them have the record of defeating warriors at the sixth level of the energy and blood realm head-on. The battle of Wu Renjie is also expected."

"The five young masters of Fengwu are also here."

As everyone talked about it, more and more junior contestants came one after another, from small families and forces, to free warriors, etc., more and more.

"You guys, look for an opportunity to prevent Chen Zong from being included in the top 100." The head of the Xiaoyu Gang secretly confessed to several teenagers in the gang who participated in the battle of Fengwu heroes.

Under the pressure of the Chen family, he had no choice but to make an apology, but he was full of hatred and murderous intent towards Chen Zong. He wished to smash Chen Zong into ashes. Although he couldn't directly do it now, he could still add trouble to Chen Zong. As long as this time, Chen Zong couldn't enter the Qiyao Martial Academy, he could only wait another year, maybe he could find a secret opportunity within this year to kill him and avenge his only son.

"Don't worry, leader." Several teenagers in the gang nodded.

A figure, like a big roc soaring over, circled around and landed on the huge arena. It was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, with wind-shaped imprints on the robe.

"Everyone..." The middle-aged man stretched out his hands to signal, and his voice was loud, which immediately silenced the discussions around him: "My name is Qin Xinshi, and I am the instructor of the Wuyao Hall of Qiyao Martial Arts Academy. I am here to preside over the battle of heroes in Fengwu City."

"This time, there are a total of 983 people who signed up to participate in the Battle of Fengwu Heroes." Qin Xinshi's voice blew into everyone's ears like a gust of wind, and it was very clear: "But only the top 100 are eligible to enter the seven Yaowuyuan."

"Whether you can enter Qiyao Martial Academy depends on your own ability."

"Now, nine hundred and eighty-three people are divided into five groups, and they step up to the big arena for melee one by one, and the fifty people who stand on the big arena at the end will be qualified for the second melee." Qin Xinshi said concisely, without any unnecessary words: "Remember, it's all about knocking others down from the ring. You can't intentionally injure others, and you can't form gangs to deliberately join forces to deal with others. Whoever dares to violate it will be disqualified."

Soon, 983 people were divided into groups. The first to fourth groups were 200 people each, only the fifth group had fewer people, 183 people.

Chen Zong was placed in the third group.

The first group of two hundred people jumped onto the big ring one after another, and immediately dispersed, each looking for a place to stand, waiting for instructions.

"The first group of scuffles has begun." As soon as Qin Xinshi finished speaking, the two hundred people on the big ring all moved, attacking the people around them one after another.

For a moment, loud shouts, exclamations, and the sound of breaking wind mixed together, making it very noisy, and the shadows of people flickered alternately, making everyone dazzled.

Qin Xinshi's eyes are full of divine light, and he can see everyone on the big ring clearly, and no one can violate the rules under his nose.

One figure after another was shot down from the ring, and when they got up, they were full of hatred and unwillingness, which meant that they lost their qualifications.

"Fortunately, I have another chance next year." Some comforted themselves and quickly let go, while others couldn't let go in a short time because this was their last chance.

To practice martial arts, talent and hard work are not enough. Environmental resources are also important. For example, a top chef, no matter how good his craftsmanship is, will not help if he has no ingredients.

For martial arts practitioners in small towns, being able to enter any force in Fengwu City is something to be encouraged by, but for martial artists in Fengwu City, being able to enter Qiyao Martial Arts Academy is even more worthwhile. Playing drums to celebrate the great event of three days and three nights is not only an honor, but also has great benefits for one's own martial arts training.

Zhao Wangcheng was assigned to the first group. The long sword was cold and sharp, and the chill spread out, making people afraid to approach it.

Some people from Zhao's wealthy family were also assigned to the first group, but they did not dare to join forces with each other. In the past, some families had done this before, and the result was that all those people were disqualified.

The sword light was continuous, under Zhao Wangcheng's sword, warriors fell into the ring one after another, and they were more or less slightly injured.

"Stop!" Qin Xinshi suddenly called out, and the warriors in the first group on the big ring stopped one after another, and there happened to be fifty people left on it.

Fifty people jumped off the ring, and the second group of two hundred people jumped onto the ring.

Tang Junluo was in the second group.

A golden dragon-pattern spear was like a thunderstorm. When the spear was fired, there seemed to be bursts of dragon roars, and the momentum was astonishing.

Tang Junluo's own arm strength is extraordinary, and the cultivation of Earth Dragon Kung Fu is a top-grade human-level kung fu method. Once the power of Qi and blood is used, the arm strength is greatly increased, and the marksmanship is superb. Few people can directly compete with it.

About a quarter of an hour later, the second group of scuffles ended, leaving the last fifty people.

The most eye-catching person in the third group is none other than Chen Zong.

"Clan brother, come on." Chen Zhong encouraged Chen Zong. His cultivation base broke through to the sixth level of Qi and blood last month, and he was assigned to the fourth group.

Nodding his head, Chen Zong took a few quick steps forward and jumped onto the ring.

The melee begins.

A strong wind struck from the side, with such force that it seemed to be able to split a stele and crack a stone. It was a foundation-building martial art move.

Everyone knows that this is only the first melee, and there will be a second one later. Naturally, it is necessary to preserve as much strength as possible, and will not easily use human-level martial arts.

The second stage of the true sword, Tianjue Kungfu, is in operation, and the power of Qi and blood is transported, like a sword impact, and its strength is greatly increased. Chen Zong did not draw the sword, but raised his right hand like a slap or a slam, bringing a terrible dragon chant Voices.

Dacheng peak little dragon subduing hand!

The power of this palm is even better than the subtlety of the Tiger Power Fist.

With one palm, fists and palms collided, and the attacker who attacked Chen Zong immediately backed up again and again, unable to stop at all, retreating from the ring, Chen Zong's figure shook, and with the help of this force, he rushed to the side, drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed across a line The waning moon's sword light directly defeated the slashing knife.

Yang Feiyu held a precious iron sword, the sword was as bright as a flying bird, and accompanied by bursts of crisp sounds, under the cover of several Yang family's sixth-level disciples, he came to kill Chen Zong.

Qin Xinshi looked over at once, but those Yang family disciples were just covering up and did not join forces to deal with the same person, so he didn't say anything.

"Chen Zong, don't even think about entering the Qiyao Martial Academy." Yang Feiyu rushed to Chen Zong's side, his voice was cold and stern, the power of Qi and blood exploded, and he shot with all his strength, killing the eagle with a sword, the sword light filled the air, and turned into an eagle spreading its wings The culling came.

The first level of the Flying Eagle swordsmanship seems to have reached the peak of Xiaocheng.

"You don't have the qualifications." Chen Zong sneered, and he didn't use the light-splitting swordsmanship, but the real sword's eight-style explosive sword style was bombarded like a giant cannon. The sword was powerful and violent, making Qin Xinshi's eyes one light.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?" Qin Xinshi was puzzled. He was sure that it was a foundation-building martial art, but it was too surprising that it was so powerful.

The sword light collided, the eagle fell down, and was instantly defeated. The long sword bombarded away. Yang Feiyu's face changed drastically. The long sword changed from stabbing to slashing, bursting out with the greatest power with the smallest force, and slashed heavily on the sword set up by Yang Feiyu.

The terrifying force caused the precious iron sword in Yang Feiyu's hand to bend instantly, and hit his chest. Yang Feiyu, who was still in the air, had nowhere to rely on, and quickly drifted back. After landing, he couldn't stop his figure from retreating Unable to stop, he directly retreated to the edge of the ring, and just now he stood firm, secretly rejoicing, the strong wind howled, and a leg bombarded him in front of him.

Reluctantly took a shot to defend, was too hasty, and was kicked directly by that kick and fell into the ring.

"Damn it!" Under the ring, Yang Feiyu's face was ashen. Although he had another chance next year, he couldn't let it go. He looked at Chen Zong with hatred.

Last time at Tang Junluo's Rising Dragon Meeting, he made himself ashamed, but this time, he actually prevented himself from entering Qiyao Wuyuan, damn it.

Most of Qin Xinshi's attention fell on Chen Zong. Even he, the instructor of the Qiyao Martial Academy, was amazed by the sword just now. It is certain that there is no such sword in the entire Qiyao Martial Academy. Foundation-building martial arts.

"I didn't expect such an unexpected discovery." Qin Xinshi secretly said, quite curious in his heart: "Furthermore, this kid's cultivation has not yet reached the peak of the fifth level of Qi and Blood Realm, and he can easily defeat the sixth level of Qi and Blood Realm. A terrific talent."

In his heart, he gave Chen Zong a definition to focus on.

From the moment he climbed into the big arena, Chen Zong has shot again and again, and there are more than a dozen people who have been shot down by him. Except for Yang Feiyu, all of them have cultivation bases of the sixth level of Qi and Blood Realm.

At this time, two people approached Chen Zong from the front and back, and at a certain distance, the two of them suddenly burst out with energy and blood to display martial arts, and attacked Chen Zong from the front and back, causing Chen Zong to be flanked.

The faces of those from the Chen family who were concerned about Chen Zong and their mentor Qin Xinshi changed, and the eyes of the leader of the Xiaoyu Gang flashed excitement.

(end of this chapter)