When Chen Zhong took over the shadow of his long sword, what was fed back to his soul was endless supreme oppression.
Jin Fengzhi took a deep breath, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Zhong gradually became suspicious. He even suspected that he had subconsciously let Chen Zhong win. Otherwise, how could an ordinary Blood Surge Realm cultivator withstand his full-strength attack?
Could it be that this kid is hiding his realm?
But he had already investigated and found no trace of the secret technique at all, which meant that he should be in the Blood Surge Realm.
This... doesn't make sense!
Or, his true strength has far surpassed his own, and he can achieve the ultimate cover-up?
It’s terrifying to think about it. Jinfeng’s back is already soaked.
At this moment, Chen Zhong smiled kindly, "Senior, you are truly noble and have the qualities of a strong man. The sword that seemed to be a sure kill was actually meant to give me a warning. I am deeply grateful!"
Regardless of what people say, the scene of Chen Zhong receiving the sword has left an indelible impression on everyone.
Yan Sui was full of praise, "Chen Zhong will definitely be famous throughout the world after today. Regardless of whether the Sword Saint did it on purpose or not, the fact is that Chen Zhong took the sword."
"But why is he kneeling on the ground?" Wang Taiping asked in confusion.
"You know shit! Didn't the Sword Saint say he wanted to take him in as his disciple? That's a disciple paying respect to his master," Yuan Wusha said. "Chen Zhong will probably not agree, but kneeling on one knee can show the courtesy of a junior. As the saying goes, don't strike a smiling person. This way, the Sword Saint won't be able to make trouble again."
Several people were surprised, "Senior, when did you become so understanding of the ways of the world?"
Yuan Wusha, "..."
Serious nonsense.
There was a lot of discussion in the college, and everyone was amazed. The younger students admired Senior Chen Zhong very much.
Some people couldn't see through it and simply thought that Chen Zhong really took the sword of the Sword Saint. They didn't care how big the gap was between Chen Zhong and Jin Fengzhi. They only knew that Chen Zhong had shocked the Sword Saint.
To sum up: With a mortal body full of blood, he carries the sword of the Grandmaster of Flying Sky!
How cool!
They couldn't help but feel very proud of their idol senior's impressive performance, which further stimulated their determination to join Shangshanmen.
"Is this sword move the advice from the Sword Saint?" Lang Yue and other leaders said with lingering fear.
"Honestly, it doesn't seem like it." A director's eyelids twitched wildly. "But if it's not like this, then it doesn't make sense. Could it be that Chen Zhong really took the sword?"
"Looking at the situation, even the dean can't resist this sword. If it's Chen Zhong ten years later, it might be possible, but for him now, it's just a fool's dream, right?" Another instructor found it hard to believe.
They could only remain silent, and suddenly felt that this evil spirit array seemed a little... too mysterious. No wonder seniors like Old Bai took such good care of Chen Zhong.
Chen Zhong had laid out his position so clearly, Jin Fengzhi had no intention of being stubborn. He immediately sheathed his sword and forced an unfathomable expression, "Boy, your attitude is quite good. Now that I think about it, my grandson is indeed too rebellious. He should change his bad temper, otherwise his sword heart will be unstable and he won't be able to go far."
The shadow of the long sword dissipated, and Chen Zhong stood up easily, brushing the dust off his trouser legs. "Thank you for your praise, Senior. However, I may disappoint you about accepting me as your disciple. I have no interest in swordsmanship, nor do I have any talent. As everyone knows, I prefer spiritual formations and talismans, and I simply can't spare the mind to explore other skills."
Jin Fengzhi forced a smile. What kind of disciple was he taking in? He just wanted to find an excuse to kill Chen Zhong. But he didn't know that he would end up losing not only the wife but also the army. He was left with a mouthful of bitter herbs... He couldn't express his pain in words.
Moreover, Jin Fengzhi was even more worried that Chen Zhong would take revenge on him later. Judging from the way he received the sword just now, he was probably no match for him. The more he thought about it, the more numb his hands and feet became, and his brain was frantically thinking about what countermeasures to take.
"It's okay. Since you have no intention, I won't make it difficult for you." Jin Fengzhi's attitude suddenly changed. He looked amiable as if Chen Zhong was his grandson.
But only Jin Fengzhi knew that at this moment Chen Zhong was actually his ancestor, an ancestor who could send him to the west if he wasn't careful!
The two of them lived in harmony and peace.
Jin Fengzhi's attitude suddenly changed. He looked at Xu Xiaodao with an apologetic look on his face. "President Xu, I'm sorry for offending you just now. I was confused for a moment and my mind was stuck. I hope you can't bear it."
Xu Xiaodao curled the corners of his lips and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, senior, there's no need to worry."
In fact, he sneered in his heart. It turned out that a ruthless person was needed to deal with a bad guy. It was his bad luck to bump into Chen Zhong, such a tough guy.
Jin Feng's temper, which had not changed for more than ten years, changed overnight after meeting Chen Zhong. One cannot help but admire Chen Zhong's terrifying nature.
In Xu Xiaodao's heart, Chen Zhong, who is unknown, works in a low-key manner but cares about the world, is the real world powerhouse and deserves the word "saint".
Li Weier, who was standing aside, already had stars in his eyes and looked at Chen Zhong with admiration. He had already thought of the hot searches that would hit the Tianyan Academy forum in the next month.
Moreover, Levitra had a premonition that Chen Zhong was playing an extremely large game, and his recent actions could give him a glimpse of it.
"Then I'll be leaving first. See you later." Jin Fengzhi clasped his fists and said, but just as he was about to take a step, he froze in his tracks, giving a helpless smile, "Old man, there's no need, no need."
"You old bastard, you come and go as you please. Do you think I'm the back garden of your Sword Dao Pavilion?" A dashing figure descended from the clouds in the sky, with a playful expression on his handsome face.
"Palace Master!" Xu Xiaodao hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings to the Palace Master, welcome to the Palace Master." In the back, all the leaders and teachers of Tianyan Academy bowed.
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