Chen Zhong's hand grabbed his neck!
But when had Jinhua ever suffered such humiliation? His swordsmanship was to rather die than surrender, and he would rather die than be trampled under anyone's feet.
So he drew his sword and swept it towards Chen Zhong.
Chen Zhong had no choice but to draw a short sword from his waist to fight back.
However, coincidences in the world are so wonderful!
Ding!
Trigger a 100% chance of being caught with bare hands!
Jinhua was hit first, but he used too much force and fell down. It would have been fine if he just fell down, but the key point was that he stretched out his hand to catch the blade, but he used too much force and didn't aim well, and his right wrist hit Chen Zhong's blade!
Chen Zhong did not expect this fall, and he was even more caught off guard by this bizarre plot development.
Swish...
The sound of flesh and bones being cut was heard, and a hand flew out and landed alone on the ground.
“Uh…ah…”
Jinhua was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into tears while holding the bleeding broken arm.
This is his right hand that wields the sword!
Without his right hand, how would he be able to L... no, how would he be able to play with the sword in the future!
"I have to pick it up! I can connect it!" Jinhua said in panic, but for some reason, he couldn't move his feet, and his left hand inexplicably grabbed Chen Zhong's blade.
At the age of fifteen, he was at his wit's end. His lack of life experience made him want to cry. He felt helpless and scared inside. Although he was very talented and strong, his mentality could not keep up.
Seeing him in such a miserable state, the mysterious and profound image of Jiandao Pavilion in Chen Zhong's mind collapsed instantly.
"Your swordsmanship is nothing special. If your sword heart is not strong, you will not be able to disobey the sword will."
Jinhua was stunned on the spot, as if struck by lightning.
It turns out that what made me unable to move... was his sword intent!
His swordsmanship is far superior to mine!
Jinhua was nearly choking with sobs, but he still stubbornly insisted, "Nonsense! I'm the grandson of the current Sword Saint, the heir of the strongest sword in the lower realm, and I follow the path of the strongest sword. How dare you just casually draw your sword and speak so arrogantly!"
"With just one sword, I can decide victory or defeat, life or death!" Chen Zhong's overwhelming pressure swept across Jinhua.
If I don't break his inner will in this way, this kid will probably continue to pester me and be very annoying.
The commotion here naturally attracted the attention of the people over there. When they saw their little sword master in such a miserable state, they were all shocked and it took them more than ten seconds to take any action.
At this moment, they all harbored hostility towards Chen Zhong. Following the rules, they all rushed over without question and raised their hands to catch Chen Zhong's sword.
They formed a circle, guarding Chen Zhong, with puzzled expressions on their faces and their bodies scrambling to get ahead.
Chen Zhong was a bit embarrassed, but he held his temper. "Everyone, this strike of mine is just a lesson, a reminder. I believe in the integrity and reputation of the Sword Dao Pavilion. I hope everyone can sit down and make money in peace."
To be honest, he actually wanted to silence him.
But the actual situation does not allow it, because someone has entered the palace.
Plop——
Still a lot of people.
It’s Yu Qixuan and a bunch of other people from the Imperial Academy again!
The situation became increasingly complicated, and Chen Zhong suppressed his murderous intent and forced peace talks.
In order to show that he kept his word, Chen Zhong was the first to retract his dagger.
Jinhua immediately picked up the severed hand and pressed it on the broken surface. The middle-aged man immediately fell down and turned into medicinal liquid. The rich medicinal fragrance spread in an instant.
"Fifth-grade spiritual medicine repair ointment?" Chen Zhong recognized the thing.
The Sword Dao Pavilion is hidden in the mountains, but it has considerable financial resources. Such spiritual medicine is extremely difficult to obtain for an ordinary fifth-grade spiritual pharmacist. It seems that they should have their own high-grade spiritual pharmacist in the pavilion.
Repairing ointment, to put it simply, can repair any broken part, except for the top part, and can repair almost any part.
But whether it can be used normally as before after repair is another matter, which depends on the severity of the wound.
In Jinhua's case, the cut surface was smooth and flat, and the layers of skin and flesh could be seen completely. This was thanks to Chen Zhong's good sword. After all, Chen Zhong would not allow himself to make mistakes because of a rubbish weapon, so any spiritual weapon he used was at least of the second grade.
"You stuck yourself here, don't blame me." Chen Zhong threw out a fourth-grade peak healing pill.
Jinhua was speechless. According to Chen Zhong, it was because his swordsmanship was not firm that he was controlled by Chen Zhong.
The problem lies with me, I can't blame others, right?
Seeing Chen Zhong's attitude and expression, the expressions of the people in the Sword Dao Pavilion looked a little better.
Little did they know that the Sword Dao Pavilion’s motto is that the strong are supreme!
If you want to gain their respect, you have to show your real ability. Obviously, Chen Zhong has convinced them just now.
"Sorry, we were reckless and bumped into you." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. To be honest, he didn't have much hatred towards Chen Zhong. He was just a little worried that the old Pavilion Master would punish him for not taking good care of Jinhua.
He also respects the strong, let alone the strong in kendo.
And Chen Zhong is undoubtedly a little-known hidden kendo master!
Just relying on that simple yet Taoist sword, with just an ordinary swing, he was able to convince everyone. This was the best proof.
The key point is that he has never seen this kind of sword intent. Although he is a little reluctant to admit it, the fact shows that Chen Zhong's sword intent seems to be much more profound than the swordsmanship of the Pavilion Master and the Old Pavilion Master... and has never been seen before.
It's definitely hidden!
By observing their words and expressions, Chen Zhong knew what was going on in these people's minds. He felt helpless and thought, well, he had become a swordsman again.
“Ahem!”
At this time, Yu Qixuan woke up from the illusion and looked around in a daze. Yu Qiya next to him also woke up half a minute later.
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