Chapter 95: Thirty-six turns, where is my knife?



Budo Square.

Compared with the deserted days in the past, today the Martial Arts Square is crowded with people, and heroes from all walks of life have gathered here.

Among these people, there are small clan leaders, gang leaders, escort agency chiefs, family heads, and chamber of commerce leaders...

Most of them are well-known figures from Yunmeng and Qingyun prefectures.

In fact, this kind of excitement has been going on for several days.

For Zhou Chen, it was a true teaching challenge, but in fact it was a competition among the disciples of a sect.

Competition for menial disciples, competition for outer disciples, competition for inner disciples.

It started with the competition for menial disciples and has now ended with the competition for inner disciples. Among them, the top ten inner disciples, also known as the top ten inner disciples, have attracted much attention.

The ten inner sect disciples are all at the second level of body refinement or above. With such cultivation, they are good enough to found a new sect if they were placed outside.

For example, the Salt Gang, a big gang in Yunmeng Prefecture, its second-in-command, the law enforcement elder Bai Guinong, is just an ordinary ninth-level body-refining warrior.

Any of the ten inner disciples could easily kill him in seconds.

Today was supposed to be the stage for the top ten inner disciples. They could challenge the true disciples, and if they won, they would be equivalent to half a true disciple.

If we win again one year later, we will be able to replace the opponent.

But because of the appearance of Zhou Chen, their challenge has to be postponed. Today, the inner sect disciple of the ninth level of body refining will challenge Zhou Chen, the new true disciple.

Because Zhou Chen has only been a disciple for a short time and his cultivation is not high, the sect, in order to protect the talented disciple, requires him to be at the same level to challenge him.

therefore.

Those powerful ninth-level body refining disciples were eager to try. Although they did not win the title of the top ten inner disciples, if they defeated Zhou Chen, they would also become famous.

And they can also get half the treatment of a true disciple.

Even if they lose in the second year, being able to get a year for free is a great opportunity. If they win again in the second year, they can take over and become the true masters.

"The inner sect competition is over, why hasn't Senior Brother Zhou come yet?"

"Isn't Senior Brother Zhou afraid?"

"Brother Zhou is afraid? Don't you know how powerful Brother Zhou is? Every time Brother Zhou goes to Tianxian Tower, he fights ten people alone!"

"That's right! Senior Brother Zhou's skills in the romantic field are really beyond the reach of others!"

"I'll tell you a secret. I heard that Senior Brother Zhou is extremely talented and has special skills!"

"No wonder Senior Brother Zhou is so powerful!"

Countless disciples were talking in low voices and whispering to each other.

Although Zhou Chen is a true disciple, he is not so terrifying that others dare not even talk about him behind his back.

It is human nature to gossip.

Not to mention Zhou Chen, even the sect leader and the peak master, countless disciples still gossip and talk behind their backs.

As long as you are not caught in the act, who cares what you say? In the VIP seats, the heroes from the two prefectures were talking to each other. They had mixed opinions about Zhou Chen, the rising star.

In the last ceremony of the true teaching, Zhou Chen killed Bai Shikang instantly with a single arrow. His archery skills were so brilliant that they amazed countless people.

A year later, Zhou Chen had been promoted to the ninth level of body refining. Although it was due to the opportunity in the secret realm, Zhou Chen's talent and ability were also unquestionable.

If Zhou Chen wasn't so lustful, hanging out in brothels and bars all day long, playing with women every day, people's evaluation of him would have skyrocketed several levels.

"Senior Brother Zhou is here!"

The crowd was in an uproar and everyone made way for him. Zhou Chen, dressed in white, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a sword hanging from his waist, was seen striding towards them, surrounded by six beauties including Qin Hongyu and Fairy Tianxiang.

Apart from anything else, just this aura and appearance alone is worthy of the identity of Qingyun Zhenchuan.

“So many people!”

Zhou Chen arrived at the Martial Arts Square and at first glance, he felt that it was even more lively than the last True Transmission Ceremony.

Actually it's normal.

The True Transmission Ceremony is his own stage.

But this time it is the stage for all disciples of Qingyun Sect, and the level of participation is completely different.

"So those are the ten inner sect disciples?"

Zhou Chen saw ten figures on the platform, each of them had extraordinary aura and characteristics.

Some have gloomy eyes, like a poisonous snake.

Some are unruly and unruly, like an eagle.

Some are cold-blooded and heartless, like a machine.

Some are cool and elegant, and some are as capable as men.

Some are as strong as bulls, like wild and ferocious beasts.

some……

When Zhou Chen looked at them, they also looked at Zhou Chen with envy and jealousy.

They have put in so much effort, but have not yet become a true disciple. Zhou Chen is just a young boy who knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long and is obsessed with beautiful women, but he became a true disciple as soon as he entered the door.

Especially since Zhou Chen’s martial arts skills are not as good as theirs.

How could they not be jealous?

If you are not envied by others, you are a mediocre person.

As long as they don't provoke him, Zhou Chen doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

As for reputation?

It’s almost there now, anyway, as long as he is strong enough and it doesn’t affect his interests.

It's better for him to develop in a vulgar way.

In the past six months since returning from Tianyun Secret Realm, Zhou Chen has been enjoying romance every day. Others only think that Zhou Chen is extremely happy, but how could they know that Zhou Chen is more than just happy.

Just like ordinary people think that rich people are happy, but they can’t even imagine how happy rich people are.

Boss Xu’s dance troupe alone is amazing.

Wouldn't those that haven't been revealed shock ordinary people? Zhou Chen is more than happy and carefree. In the past six months, he has accumulated more than four million romantic points, and his senior sister has contributed a lot to this.

Senior sister, slurp! The other eight secret martial arts of Qingyun Sect: Sky-Splitting Sword Art, Heavenly Knife Art, Black Dragon Spear, Great Sumeru Hammer, Wood Divine Art, Yuhuang Axe, Coiling Dragon Stick, and Mighty Bull Demon Fist.

Zhou Chen mastered them all.

However, it consumes more than 1.2 million Fengyue points.

After mastering these eight supreme martial arts, Zhou Chen reached the thirteenth level of body refinement, because he had a peerless martial art that was at least comparable to the twenty-third level of body refinement.

Afterwards, Zhou Chen used up another 2.3 million Fengyue points to practice 23 superior martial arts, including Iron Painting Silver Hook, Wind and Snow Sword, Heart-Picking Dragon Claw Hand, Tyrant Sword, Wandering Dragon Step, One Finger Zen, One Yang Finger, Heart-Destroying Claw, Iron Refining Hand, Divine Wind Kick, Mysterious Yin Finger, Golden Bell Cover, Boy's Kung Fu, and Vajra Finger.

At this point, Zhou Chen reached the thirty-sixth stage of body refining, which is comparable to the ordinary forty-sixth stage of body refining.

Zhou Chen used the remaining 500,000 Fengyue points to improve his alchemy skills, and now he is already a second-level alchemist.

Zhou Chen didn’t know how strong he was now. Even if he didn’t consider his cultivation as an immortal, his martial arts alone were enough to defeat the average strong man in the Divine Form Realm.

Facing everyone's gaze, Zhou Chen walked to the front of the martial arts stage without being humble or overbearing, and bowed to the headmaster and others above him: "Disciple Zhou Chen, greets the headmaster and all the peak masters."

Qing Yuyao sat on the high platform as the leader's throne, her pair of cold and moving deep and beautiful eyes fell on Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen looked like an ordinary ninth-level body cultivator, but based on her strength and vision, she felt that Zhou Chen was extraordinary.

This figure and temperament are not ordinary.

Zhou Chen trained his body thirty-six times, mastered thirty-seven martial arts including the Sky-lifting Sword, and tempered his body thirty-seven times. Even though Zhou Chen had cultivated the supernatural power of concealing the truth, he still felt that he was extraordinary.

Just like gold will always shine.

Being too good is also a problem! Especially Zhou Chen is lustful, indulging himself in it all day long, but he doesn't look empty at all.

She felt that there was a terrible power hidden under Zhou Chen's jade-like skin.

But she didn't delve into it, everyone has secrets.

She raised her hand and said calmly, "No need to be polite!"

"Thank you, Master."

Zhou Chen stood up straight and calmly, his face as handsome as a jade. Even when facing a group of powerful people from Qingyun Sect and the guests, he did not show any sign of fear.

"After one year of membership, according to the Qingyun Sect's rules, you will accept challenges from disciples of the same realm. This is a urge for you and also an encouragement to other disciples."

Qing Yuyao's voice was not loud, but calm and indifferent, but it echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

Zhou Chen bowed:

"Disciple understands!"

"You go ahead!"

"yes!"

Zhou Chen turned around, pointed his toes, and landed lightly on the martial arts stage like a dragon.

In an instant.

The eyes of the ninth-level inner disciples who were qualified to challenge Zhou Chen became fiery.

The heroes from all over the world in the VIP seats became interested.

All the peak masters and elders of Qingyun Sect in the stands were curious whether Zhou Chen could withstand this wave.

"Cao Gang, who is in the ninth level of physical training, has learned the true teachings of Brother Song and has already mastered the two styles of the Heavenly Sword. His strength is not weak!"

Li Shentong, the leader of Black Dragon Peak, looked at Li Changfeng beside him and said with a smile, "Brother Li, do you think your favorite disciple can keep his position as the true successor?"

"nonsense!"

Li Changfeng glanced at Li Shentong with a sidelong glance, "Zhou Chen will definitely be fine!"

Lose the battle but not the person.

No matter whether Zhou Chen can win or not, he cannot lose in momentum.

"Brother Li is so confident, how about we take a gamble?"

Li Shentong looked at Zhou Chen. Although Zhou Chen looked good, he had just been promoted to the ninth level of body refining half a year ago thanks to the opportunities and treasures in the secret realm.

Even if one practices hard for half a year and has good talent, he may not be able to defeat Cao Gang.

What's more, Zhou Chen has wasted most of his time on women in the past six months.

It would be strange if he could defeat Cao Gang.

"Let's bet, a fourth-level magic weapon!"

Li Changfeng was not sure whether Zhou Chen could win, but he certainly could not retreat at this time.

"good!"

Li Shentong smiled and nodded.

at this time.

On the stage, Cao Gang could not wait to jump up, stood in front of Zhou Chen, and bowed: "Cao Gang from Tiandao Peak, please give me some advice, Senior Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Chen looked at Cao Gang, who was dressed in black and holding a sword that looked like an embroidered spring sword. His face was solemn and his edge was revealed.

"Junior Brother Cao, please!"

Zhou Chen smiled and nodded slightly.

"Brother Zhou, be careful!"

Cao Gang's whole body burst with sword intent, a sword light appeared on the blade, he exerted force with his feet, the hard Qinggang stone exploded, and the whole person jumped up.

"Heavenly Sword Style!"

Dozens of feet of sword energy burst out and slashed down at Zhou Chen. The cold and ruthless sword intent of the Heavenly Sword filled the entire space. Even the powerful people in the VIP seats sighed in their hearts.

Any disciple of Qingyun Sect is a genius who can easily defeat enemies above his level.

Zhou Chen did not draw his sword, as if he was frozen by the sword's intent, unable to move.

Swish! Zhou Chen was split in half, leaving a two-foot deep and ten-foot long knife mark on the ground.

“It’s an afterimage!”

Cao Gang was shocked. He didn't expect Zhou Chen to be so fast.

Without any reservation.

He used the latest trick he had just mastered.

"Heavenly Sword Style Two!"

The long sword in Cao Gang's hand drew a heavy arc and chopped towards Zhou Chen who had dodged to the side again.

Zhou Chen stretched out his hand and snatched Cao Gang's knife, but Cao Gang hadn't reacted yet and was about to chop him down with the knife.

Huh! Cao Gang landed on the ground, looking at his empty hands. Thinking of his sword hitting nothing, his face turned red. "Where's my sword?"

(End of this chapter)


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