Year 394 of the Zhenwu Calendar, October 10.
Contrary to the usual, the sky was dark and gloomy. Dark clouds covered the sky, as if they were pressing down. The air was restless, giving people an indescribable feeling of oppression.
The wind was somewhat unrestrained, swirling up dust and sand. When it blew past people's cheeks, they felt a slight chill.
The disciples of each group had already gathered at every corner of the martial arts field. The sword group was gathered at the northeast corner of the field, lined up neatly.
"Today is the monthly chief disciple competition. It's also your first battle in the Clan Hall." Chen Chu Yun's cold voice penetrated the cold wind and clearly drilled into everyone's ears. "The chief disciple of the group will receive ten energy pills as a reward."
Everyone's eyes widened.
"The chief disciple of the other groups will receive a jar of medicinal wine brewed with Huyang Bone-Strengthening Ointment."
Chen Zuo and the other four disciples not only widened their eyes, but even their breathing quickened. Obviously, this medicinal wine was more valuable than ten energy pills.
"Huyang Bone-Strengthening Ointment is a secret medicine brewed by our Chen family with a secret recipe. It strengthens the bones and marrow and refines the blood and Qi." Chen Chu Yun glanced at Chen Zong and explained, "Its effect is better than energy pills."
In fact, energy pills were more suitable for refining blood and Qi. If taken before, it would not be as helpful for refining blood and Qi as before. However, the medicinal wine brewed with Huyang Bone-Strengthening Ointment was mainly used to strengthen the bones and marrow and refine the blood and Qi.
"Not only will I become the chief disciple of the sword group, I will also defeat the other four chief disciples." Chen Zuo vowed solemnly, not hiding his determination.
"Brother Zuo Zong, you have the best cultivation and superb sword skills. The chief disciple will definitely be you." Chen Shuiqing flattered.
"Swords and sabers have no eyes. For the fairness and safety of the competition, you can only fight with wooden swords." On Chen Chu Yun's left was a bundle of black wooden swords of the same length and thickness. On his right was a black wooden box. "The seven of you will draw lots. No. 1 will fight No. 2, No. 3 will fight No. 4, No. 5 will fight No. 6, and No. 7 will have a bye."
"I'll go first." Chen Wu quickly walked to the wooden box and took out a wooden card. "Haha, No. 7, I'm so lucky."
The other six people took turns to go forward. Chen Zong drew No. 5. His opponent was No. 6.
"First round, No. 1 against No. 2."
Everyone retreated, giving way to Number One and Number Two.
Number one was Chen Yan, and number two was Chen Shuiqing. They happened to be two women among the seven.
"Admit defeat, you are no match for me." Chen Shuiqing pointed his wooden sword at Chen Yan and said proudly.
"How would we know if we don't fight?" Chen Yan smiled and assumed the starting position of the Whisking Willow Sword Art.
"You asked for it." What Chen Shuiqing practiced was the Afterimage Sword Art. With a thrust of his sword, the body of the sword trembled slightly, transforming into three sword shadows that alternated with the body of the sword, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
Chen Yan's body swayed, and her wooden sword danced like a willow branch. She had also reached the peak of the Great Accomplishment Realm, and it was pleasing to the eye.
When Chen Zong executed the Willow Swordsmanship, which was also at the peak of the large success stage, there was a certain gentleness to it. However, when Chen Zong executed it, there was a certain tenacity to it.
In Chen Zong's eyes, both Chen Yan and Chen Shuiqing's swordsmanship had many flaws.
From the beginning to the end, it only took five minutes. Chen Shuiqing was defeated by a single move, and her face was ashen.
Number three was Chen Shaoze, and number four was Chen Left Wing. The two did not fight, because Chen Shaoze admitted defeat directly, knowing that he was no match for Chen Left Wing. Chen Left Wing took it for granted.
The third battle was between Chen Zong and Chen Che. Chen Left Wing gave Chen Che a look, and Chen Che understood and nodded secretly.
"Country bumpkin from a branch family, let me see how well you have practiced the three sword arts." Chen Che assumed the starting position of the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship and grinned. "Have you learned the basics?"
Chen Zong did not assume any starting position, and just stood there with his wooden sword.
"Arrogant country bumpkin." Chen Shuiqing was in a bad mood, and did not bother to hide her sarcasm.
"You probably haven't even learned the basics, so you are too embarrassed to show it. You are afraid of embarrassing yourself." Chen Wu smiled. Chen Left Wing's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.
"Take my move, Eagle Claw Strike!" Chen Che's eyes were cold and sharp. His feet moved quickly, and he jumped up lightly. The wooden sword in his hand quickly stabbed out, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the sword was like the sharp claws of an eagle, fiercely clawing at Chen Zong's shoulder.
The wooden sword was fast and ruthless, showing no mercy. It seemed that it was determined to injure Chen Zong. Chen Zong looked like he was scared silly, and did not move at all.
Chen Wu and the others grinned and were about to mock Chen Zong when he moved. He raised his right hand, and the black wooden sword pierced out like lightning, aiming for Chen Che's chest.
Chen Che fell to the ground and rolled. His chest was in pain. He was sure that the place where he was hit was bruised, but he was confused. What happened?
His Eagle Claw Strike was about to hit his opponent's shoulder, so why did he suddenly fall to the ground and roll?
Chen Wu's mouth was wide open, and he could not say a word. His whole body was in a mess. Chen Left Wing was also surprised. The sword just now was very fast.
Chen Chu Yun nodded secretly. His recent training was quite fruitful.
His speed, accuracy, and stability had reached a certain level.
There was no doubt that Chen Zong won. It was just a casual sword move. He could also see that these people had not practiced the 18 basic movements. Maybe they did not pay attention to it at all. Otherwise, the flaws in Chen Che's swordsmanship would not be so obvious.
"You four draw again," Chen Chu Yun said.
Chen Zong drew number two this time, Chen Yan drew number three, Chen Wu drew number four, and Chen Left Wing drew number one.
"Do you still remember what I said twenty days ago? It will come true soon." Although Chen Left Wing was surprised by the speed of Chen Zong's sword, he did not pay attention to it. The idea of looking down on the branch families had been passed down for a long time, and it was not easy to change.
"Please." Chen Zong's answer was very simple.
"Brother Left Wing, teach him a lesson," Chen Shuiqing shouted.
"Yes." Chen Che nodded hard, and the wound in his chest was affected. He gasped.
Chen Left Wing adopted the starting posture of the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship. His aura changed immediately. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if he saw Chen Zong as his prey.
The same swordsmanship and the same realm, but Chen Left Wing's performance was completely superior to Chen Che's. This was a powerful opponent who deserved to be taken seriously. Chen Zong also adopted the starting posture of the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship.
Everyone felt that Chen Zong was about to transform into an eagle and soar into the sky.
"Impossible!" Not only Chen Left Wing, but the others also whispered.
Didn't they say that Chen Zong began to practice the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship and the other two swordsmanship after entering the clan hall? Why was his starting posture already at the peak of the Great Accomplishment? It was even better than Chen Left Wing's.
"There is a trace of the Realm of Consummation," Chen Chu Yun said to himself.
When one's swordsmanship reached this level, it was not difficult to reach the Realm of Consummation. It was only a matter of time.
It sounded simple, but it was not easy. For most people, no matter how hard they worked, they could not reach the Realm of Consummation. It was something only a few people could do.
Strike!
Like an eagle flying, Chen Zong spread his wings and swept across the sky.
The Eagle Strike Swordsmanship focused on attacking. It used the tip of the sword and the blade to fight the enemy.
Eagle Wing Strike!
Eagle Claw Strike!
Eagle Soaring Strike!
Eagle Peck Strike!
One strike after another, Chen Zong showed no mercy. The wooden sword was like wings, claws, and beaks.
Following a slight opening, Chen Zong slashed out and hit Chen Left Wing's arm like a whip. Chen Left Wing's arm trembled and the wooden sword almost fell out of his hand. He hurriedly retreated.
"Wait." Seeing that Chen Zong was about to pursue him, Chen Left Wing hurriedly said.
"You want to admit defeat?" Chen Zong's words almost made Chen Left Wing vomit blood.
"I won't admit defeat. The battle just now was not my true strength. Now, I'll show you how powerful I am." Chen Left Wing said angrily and adopted the starting posture of a swordsmanship again. It was different from the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship. It was light and fast. Immediately, Chen Left Wing channeled his Blood Qi and his skin turned slightly red.
"Fast Sword!" With a low shout, Chen Left Wing drew his sword. The speed of the sword was so fast that it pierced through the air with a sharp whistle. The moment the sword was drawn, it appeared in front of Chen Zong.
"So fast!" Chen Zong was surprised. He quickly retreated and lifted his wooden sword to parry Chen Left Wing's sword. Unexpectedly, Chen Left Wing quickly withdrew his sword and thrust it out again at a slightly faster speed.
One strike followed by another, faster and faster. Chen Zong kept retreating. His sharp eyes were looking for flaws in Chen Left Wing's swordsmanship.
This swift sword had very few flaws, and it disappeared in a flash, making it difficult to grasp.
Since that was the case, Chen Zong decided to create his own flaws.
Willow Form!
Stagger Form!
Eagle Peck Strike!
The sword directly pierced Chen Left Wing's wrist. The terrifying power seemed to have broken his bones and made the sword fall out of his hand.
Then, the sword was pressed against Chen Left Wing's throat.
"You could have admitted defeat before," Chen Zong said faintly. Chen Left Wing almost vomited blood again.
He had clearly displayed the Seven Styles of Fast Sword, which was more powerful than the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship. He had used his blood and Qi to strengthen his body, and his strength had increased by a hundred pounds. But in the end, he still lost.
Next, it was Chen Yan against Chen Wu.
Chen Wu practiced the Afterimage Swordsmanship. In the battle, Chen Wu defeated Chen Yan.
"The last battle, Chen Zong against Chen Wu," Chen Chuyun announced.
This battle was related to who would be the champion of the sword team, and who would get the ten Energy Pellets.
"I admit defeat." Chen Wu hesitated for a moment and then said. His strength was at most on par with Chen Che, but not as good as Chen Zong. Chen Left Wing had also been defeated by Chen Zong when he used his full strength. If he fought against Chen Zong, the result would be the same.
Since that was the case, Chen Wu didn't want to go up. He didn't want to embarrass himself.
Chen Chuyun thought to herself. A sword practitioner who was afraid of such a battle would lose his sharpness. But this was the opponent's right. She wouldn't interfere.
"The champion of the sword team is Chen Zong. In the afternoon, the champion of the five groups will battle. The elders of the clan hall will come to watch," Chen Chuyun said. "Chen Zong, prepare well and defeat the other four champions."
"Yes." Chen Zong's voice was powerful.
"Dismissed."
Chen Chuyun left, and so did Chen Zong.
"Humph, a petty person intoxicated by success." Staring at Chen Zong's back, Chen Che was furious.
"He thinks he can defeat the other four champions just because he's the champion of the sword team? He's too arrogant." Chen Shuiqing was the same.
"As far as I know, Chen Fenghua of the sword team has reached the peak of the Chain Blade Technique and the Heavy Strike Blade Technique. He's stronger than me." Chen Left Wing smiled coldly.
"In the afternoon, let's see how this country bumpkin embarrasses himself in front of the elders." Chen Wu smiled.
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