In Li Qian's opinion, Zhao Kuo's surprise attack was clearly an act of stealing credit!

Chu Tian was just a fishmonger, and at most he had learned three or five moves of the street thugs' free-hand boxing. It was very likely that he could not even cultivate the "Wu Yuan".

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As disciples of the Egret Academy, the basic conditions for Li Qian, Zhao Kuo and others to enter the academy, in addition to age, are one hundred years of Wu Yuan cultivation. With their strength, killing Chu Tian is undoubtedly like a big stone hitting an egg, and every hit is a sure kill!

Not only Li Qian, but the other four young men in white also snorted in frustration.

Zhao Kuo heard the cold snorts from several of his fellow disciples, and he laughed loudly, and the force of his sword became even stronger. The sword light tore through the air, making a sound of tearing silk, and a half-foot long green light spit out from the tip of the sword, which exploded and turned into a winter plum blossom blooming in the air.

The advanced sword technique of the Bailu Academy of the Dajin Dynasty is "Snow Plum Sword Technique". The sword light is like snow, and the sword energy is divided into five cold plum blossoms. The sword force is steep but elegant and refined, which has the "gentleman" style advocated by the Bailu Academy.

Chu Tian stood in the river, his eyes swiftly sweeping over Li Qian and others.

There were still traces of blood on the long sword in Li Qian's hand, and a few drops of blood were splashed on the white satin boots on his feet. The blood spread out, just like a few blood-colored plum blossoms falling on the white snow.

As expected, someone died in the yard outside.

Judging from the height of the sun, the big men under Chu Tian had already gone to the fish market pier to manage the fish market. The people who were killed could only be the maids and servants hired by Chu Tian.

"You, damn it!" Chu Tian whistled softly, and with a shake of his right hand, the bronze eight-sided sword in the cowhide arm guard slid out silently. With a few clangs, a green light spurted out from Chu Tian's hand, colliding fiercely with Zhao Kuo's sword light.

The two green sword lights collided and entangled with each other, making a harsh metal friction sound. Sparks flew, and Zhao Kuo suddenly exclaimed. Chu Tian took a very strange step forward, then took a step sideways. The green sword light in his hand smashed the five dazzling cold lights like plum blossoms and pierced directly into Zhao Kuo's chest.

Chu Tian's sword was extremely fast and fierce, like an assassin surrounded by heavy troops. Every strike of his sword was a move forward without retreat, and his murderous intent almost solidified into reality. In front of Chu Tian's murderous sword, Zhao Kuo's beautiful and cold Xuemei sword technique was like a young branch under a hatchet, which lasted only a blink of an eye before being shattered.

A blood sword spurted out seven or eight feet away, and Chu Tian's eight-sided sword pierced Zhao Kuo's chest, and the shining sword edge came out from behind him.

Zhao Kuo's face was distorted, and he stared at Chu Tian with boundless despair and horror.

How could this footwork and swordsmanship be what a fish market stall owner should have?

Chu Tian's chest swelled as he looked at Zhao Kuo, who had a look of horror on his face. He roared like a tiger, and a white gas explosion could be seen gushing out of Chu Tian's mouth, like a stone bullet fired from a catapult, hitting Zhao Kuo's chest heavily.

Zhao Kuo spat out a mouthful of blood that went up more than ten feet high. His body was like a leaf falling in the wind. Chu Tianhu's roar blasted him backwards and he landed heavily at Li Qian's feet. Large amounts of blood continued to spurt out of Zhao Kuo's mouth, staining Li Qian's snow-white clothes and boots red.

"Kill him and get revenge!" Zhao Kuo grabbed Li Qian's ankle tightly with his left hand and roared at the top of his lungs. His body twitched violently and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, without a breath left.

A chill rushed from the soles of Li Qian and others' feet to their foreheads. They drew their swords in unison and aimed at Chu Tian, ​​not saying a word for a long time.

Although Zhao Kuo was stingy and liked to show off, everyone knew his little thoughts. He had always wanted to surpass Li Qian and become the first senior disciple of Zhou Liuyun to be awarded the True Thunder Seal.

However, Zhao Kuo was born into a wealthy family in the Jin Dynasty. Flowers and brocade, raging fire and boiling oil are not enough to describe the wealth of Zhao Kuo's family. He laid the foundation at the age of five, and had a sense of energy at the age of nine. With the accumulation of countless spiritual medicines, Zhao Kuo cultivated "Wu Yuan" at the age of ten.

At the age of ten, he obtained the "Martial Yuan" and officially entered the martial arts world. This aptitude can be called "excellent". The Zhao Kuo family was ecstatic, and they kept throwing down a mountain of gold and silver to buy various elixirs and spiritual medicines to assist in his practice and gave them to Zhao Kuo.

Although Zhao Kuo is half a year younger than Li Qian, his martial arts skills are the strongest among the six. Zhao Kuo, who is less than 20 years old, has 340 years of martial arts skills. Among the tens of thousands of disciples in Bailu Academy, his age and skills are enough to rank among the top 300.

With such high level of cultivation, he was killed by Chu Tian with just one sword!

"You, Chu Tian? The stall owner at the Baimangjiang fish market?" Li Qian looked at Chu Tian cautiously and asked with a hint of fear.

Chu Tian waved the Eight-sided Sword, quickly handed the sword to his left hand, and moved his right hand vigorously, especially relaxing the five fingers of his right hand that were numb and tingling.

Zhao Kuo had been accumulating strength for a long time and was ready to launch a surprise attack. He had used up all his strength in the last round of attack.

Chu Tian responded hastily and only had time to use a small part of his skills. When the two swords crossed, Chu Tian's arm shook violently and the Eight-sided Sword was almost knocked away by Zhao Kuo.

Fortunately, Chu Tian had been building up his strength since he was young, and his body of steel and iron was almost soaked in medicine jars. He barely grabbed the hilt of the sword, and used the sword to break through the center of the palace, killing Zhao Kuo with the sword.

Seeing Li Qian asking so carefully, Chu Tian was happy to have time to relax his muscles. He answered sincerely: "I, Chu Tian, ​​am the stall owner of Baimangjiang Fish Market. Do you think that your companion died too easily?"

Nodding, Chu Tian looked at Li Qian seriously and said, "His cultivation is much stronger than mine, and his sword skills are also extremely wonderful, obviously from an extremely brilliant inheritance. But he seems to have never fought desperately with others? When fighting for life and death, he still had a hint of showing off, but I want to fight him to the death."

Spreading his hands, Chu Tian said with a half-smile: "So, he died, and I survived."

Li Qian and his four fellow disciples were horrified and moved.

Zhao Kuo had a hint of showing off?

How could they not think so? They just regarded this mission as a pleasant trip, thinking that they could easily get it with just one move.

If Zhao Kuo had not taken the initiative to attack just now, would the result be different if it was them who took action?

Cold sweat trickled down his face, and Li Qian felt his entire body stiffen.

If he had taken action just now, his ending would be no different from Zhao Kuo's. He also had a little intention of showing off, and he also didn't take Chu Tian seriously. If he had taken action, he would have been killed by Chu Tian with one sword.

Taking a deep breath and putting away all the underestimation in his heart, Li Qian said in a deep voice: "My fellow apprentices, be careful. This guy is cruel and vicious, and he is not an easy person to deal with. He used shameless means to plot against my fellow apprentice Zhao Kuo. We must avenge this, otherwise how can we face Master Zhou?"

Chu Tian quietly took two steps back until he reached a point where the river was waist-deep.