(Today is Junior Brother Xuan Bing's birthday, and the author wishes him a happy birthday.)
Yang Yigu's swordsmanship was amazing.
"It seems to be chaotic, but it's in order, and it's right in the strange. Brother Yang, good swordsmanship." Chen Zong praised.
"I can see that you think highly of my swordsmanship." Yang Yigu shook his head and raised his wine gourd. He didn't forget to promote his wine. "Give me a cup."
"Okay." Chen Zong picked up a new cup and put it down. He was very curious why Yang Yigu always asked people to drink his wine, and why they all refused.
Then, Chen Zong knew what bitter fruit was.
How was this wine? It was clearly a cup of bitter water. Moreover, not only was it bitter, it was also very strong, making it even more difficult for people to accept. Chen Zong finally understood why those people had hurriedly refused Yang Yigu's invitation.
"You don't know how to appreciate it." Yang Yigu looked at Chen Zong, who was confused, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. "My wine is brewed with more than a dozen kinds of first and second grade herbs. It can nourish the body and nourish the Qi and blood. Don't you think this wine is like a person, who comes from a bad family and has to taste the bitter fruit before the sweet fruit comes?"
Chen Zong couldn't spit it out, so he just kept it in his mouth and let the bitterness fill his whole mouth. His scalp was numb.
Slowly, Chen Zong keenly felt a trace of sweetness from the bitterness, which spread little by little. Finally, the bitterness was replaced by sweetness.
The confusion on his face was replaced by a kind of pleasure. After swallowing it, he felt warm and comfortable all over.
"The sweetness comes after the bitterness. Good wine." Chen Zong sighed sincerely. His praise made Yang Yigu's eyes light up, as if he had found a confidant.
"From now on, I, Yang Yigu, regard you as my friend." Yang Yigu's hazy eyes seemed to become clear in an instant, and his tone was serious. Immediately, he returned to his original drunken and hazy appearance. That scene was like an illusion.
If it were other people, especially those who came from a good family, they couldn't understand the taste of the bitter wine, but Chen Zong understood it. It was like a portrayal of the past ten years, the present year, and the future.
Yang Yigu was probably the same.
At the banquet, another round of sparring ended.
"Kong Lianshan, you're nothing more than a commoner. What ability do you have to be ranked among the six young heroes? Get out here. I'll let you know that you don't have the qualifications." Wang Shenghong stood up and pointed at Kong Lianshan without any trace of politeness.
"As you wish." Kong Lianshan sat as still as a rock. His expression didn't change as he slowly stood up and walked to the center.
"Watch my fist!" Wang Shenghong quickly rushed out. His fists were like rolling stones as they smashed towards Kong Lianshan. The sound of stones rolling down the mountain continuously rang out.
This was the Rolling Stone Fist Technique, a Foundation Establishment martial art of the Perfection Stage.
Kong Lianshan's expression was calm. He stretched out his arms and raised his palms, using the Solid Rock Palm Technique.
Wang Shenghong's fists were ferocious and relentless, while Kong Lianshan's palms were as steady as rocks. One attacked and the other defended. Both of them were at the fourth level of the Qi and Blood realm and had refined their Blood Qi six times. They were evenly matched in all aspects. Victory or defeat would depend on their battle prowess.
As the fists and palms collided, the dull sound was like the roar of a drum.
For a moment, Wang Shenghong couldn't break through Kong Lianshan's defense. The more they fought, the uglier his expression became. After all, he was the one who wanted to teach Kong Lianshan a lesson. On the other hand, Kong Lianshan's expression was calm.
"Giant Rock Break!" After attacking for a long time, Wang Shenghong directly activated his Qi and blood and used the first stage of the Giant Rock Fist Technique, Giant Rock Break.
The beginner stage of the Giant Rock Break made Wang Shenghong's fist expand. It was as if it had turned into a giant rock as it smashed towards Kong Lianshan.
Kong Lianshan's expression changed slightly. He immediately activated his Qi and blood. His palms seemed to expand and rotate like a millstone.
"Immovable Mountain!"
The first stage of the Solid Rock Fist Technique, beginner stage.
After the collision, a terrifying dull sound entered everyone's ears, causing their hearts to tremble.
"Giant Rock Break!"
Wang Shenghong was furious that he couldn't break through Kong Lianshan's defense. He continuously activated his Qi and blood and continuously used the Giant Rock Break technique with his fists.
Kong Lianshan also activated his Qi and blood again and again, using the Immovable Mountain defense. The two of them seemed to be competing for energy.
Using a low-ranked martial art required one's Qi and blood to activate, which would consume one's Qi and blood. Using it too many times would consume too much Qi and reduce one's strength.
After a few more attacks, Wang Shenghong's face turned pale. He had used up a lot of his Qi and blood. If he continued to attack, it might damage his foundation.
As he paused, Kong Lianshan took advantage of the opportunity to send out a palm strike. One of his palms was blocked, while the other landed on Wang Shenghong's chest. With a bang, Wang Shenghong was forced back. He felt as if his chest had been shattered, and the pain was unbearable.
"Humph." Wang Shenghong's pale face was filled with anger. He had failed to teach Kong Lianshan a lesson and was defeated instead. He was very angry, but he didn't say anything and sat down.
"Kong Lianshan is good at defense. If you fight against him, you either have to find his weakness or defeat him with a stronger attack. There is no other way." Chen Zong thought to himself.
Then, people started to challenge each other. One battle after another.
Most of the battles were based on Foundation Establishment martial arts. Moreover, they were all battles between people of the same cultivation level.
Different people, different martial arts, and different fighting styles greatly broadened Chen Zong's horizons and formed a kind of accumulation. Perhaps it wouldn't have any effect now, but as time passed, it would subtly influence Chen Zong's future cultivation and make him move in a better direction.
From time to time, he would talk with Yang Yigu and express their understanding of fighting and swordsmanship.
"Chen Zong, you're just a branch family member. You're not qualified to be ranked among the Six Young Heroes." Yang Feiyu's eyes were burning with anger. He pulled out his sword and pointed it at Chen Zong.
Obviously, Yang Feiyu had transferred his anger toward Yang Yigu to Chen Zong. He couldn't do anything to Yang Yigu, and Chen Zong was having a good conversation with Yang Yigu.
However, since someone had challenged him, Chen Zong certainly wouldn't refuse. To be honest, after watching so many battles, his hands were already itching for a fight.
He stood up, pulled out his sword, and walked toward Yang Feiyu.
"A branch family member is just a branch family member. You can't even afford a precious iron sword. Do you want me to give you one?" Yang Feiyu glanced at the long sword in Chen Zong's hand and sneered.
"Okay, I'll take the one in your hand." Chen Zong's answer stunned Yang Feiyu, and then his face turned livid. The others were also shocked and couldn't help laughing.
Yang Feiyu had shot himself in the foot.
The value of a precious iron sword was not low, let alone giving it to a person he hated. Don't even think about it.
"Don't try to win a battle of words." Yang Feiyu's voice was cold and harsh. He stabbed his sword lightly and quickly. It was the consummate Feihong Swordsmanship.
One sword followed by another, and the sword light followed. It was like a flying swan, stabbing toward Chen Zong from all angles.
Chen Zong looked indifferent. He turned his wrist, and the long sword stabbed out. The sharp cry of an eagle was heard, which made the others mistakenly think that an eagle was swooping down. It was very ear-piercing.
In terms of level, the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship and the Feihong Swordsmanship were on par. However, Chen Zong's Eagle Strike Swordsmanship had reached the Imperceptible Realm, which was more powerful than the consummate Feihong Swordsmanship.
One sword after another. In the blink of an eye, the dozens of sword lights Yang Feiyu shot out were all shattered.
The sword light was so sharp that it pierced between Yang Feiyu's eyebrows. It was so dazzling that he couldn't look at it directly. When he saw it clearly, he felt as if his eyebrows had been pricked by a needle. He reached out his hand and touched it. There was a scarlet spot.
"What a fast sword!"
"What a sharp sword!"
The crowd exclaimed in low voices.
Tang Junluo's eyes flashed. He could see that Chen Zong's sword was faster, more accurate, and sharper.
"That's good." Tang Junluo said to himself, "Otherwise, I won't feel any sense of accomplishment when I defeat you."
Yang Yigu's left hand that was holding the wine gourd paused. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Chen Zong's swordsmanship was beyond his expectations.
With that, Yang Feiyu was defeated.
"Go to hell!" Yang Feiyu was not satisfied. The more he looked at Chen Zong, the more disgusted he felt. How dare he hurt him? Yang Feiyu couldn't stand it. He activated his Qi and blood and performed the first level of the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship.
Eagle Strike!
The sharp iron sword was like an eagle's beak. It stabbed fiercely at Chen Zong's chest, trying to pierce through it.
"Stop!"
"How dare you!"
The Fierce Tiger Art increased his Qi and blood circulation, greatly increasing his strength. The Willow Swordsmanship in the Imperceptible Realm made his body like the wind and his sword like a willow. As he swayed, the sword lightly touched the Eagle Strike. The Eagle Strike Swordsmanship in the Imperceptible Realm attacked continuously around the Eagle Strike. It was extremely fast, accurate, and stable.
The Afterimage Swordsmanship in the Imperceptible Realm was performed. The sword light was dazzling and instantly turned into shadows. The alternating light and shadow made people feel dizzy.
Under the Fierce Tiger Art and the Qi and blood amplification, the three Imperceptible Realm swordsmanship alternated continuously. After defeating the Eagle Strike, the sword slashed at Yang Feiyu's face. It was fast, accurate, and stable, but it was ruthless and decisive.
Yang Feiyu's pupils shrunk. His face was full of shock. However, the sword was too fast. It was mercilessly slashing at his throat.
"Show mercy!" The group of people shouted. Tang Junhao directly attacked. No one knew when he held a long spear in his hand. His Qi and blood exploded. The spear stabbed at an astonishing speed like a meteor chasing after the moon.
The tip of the spear lightly touched the tip of the sword. The terrifying power blocked Chen Zong's sword. Chen Zong quickly retracted his sword and retreated. However, the tip of his sword was still shattered.
The long spear in Tang Junhao's hand was of the best quality treasured iron level. The long sword in Chen Zong's hand was of the ordinary fine iron level. It was inevitable that it would be damaged if they clashed head-on.
"Yang Feiyu, you are not welcome here. Please leave." Tang Junhao said angrily. Everyone could see that his sword was meant to kill Chen Zong.
Yang Feiyu left with a pale face.
"I'm sorry. Your sword was damaged by me. I'll compensate you with a new one." Tang Junhao turned to Chen Zong and smiled. "Men, bring me the fine iron sword."
"No, fine iron sword will do." Chen Zong was shocked and quickly said.
The tip of the sword was the most important part of a sword. If it was damaged, the power of the sword would be greatly reduced.
"Without the fine iron sword, how can you have a good fight with me?" Tang Junluo said. Everyone was shocked.
Tang Junluo was implying that Chen Zong could be his opponent.
Wasn't he overestimating him?
Very quickly, someone brought a treasured iron sword over and handed it to Tang Junhao. Tang Junhao then passed it to Chen Zong and said in a firm tone, "Your swordsmanship is truly breathtaking. You are worthy of this sword."
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