Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1306 Can't be provoked, reborn! (seeking subscription)
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On this day, apart from the hissing of blades piercing through the air, there was only the sound of heavy breathing in the gymnasium.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, especially the president Han Bing, whose hands and feet weighed more than [-] kilograms, and he didn't rest for a long time.

Huayuan, Qi Yunfei, and another young man named Lian Yongjin who had just become a professional swordsman also lowered their heads. There seemed to be a fire burning in their eyes, trying to ignite all limbs and internal organs. Six internal organs.

Others were infected and worked harder than yesterday, sweating profusely was no longer just an idiom seen in books.

Su Qinian could tell that although his shot saved the siege, it also deeply shook the self-esteem of this group of young people, making them understand that if they want to defend their dignity, they must have enough strength.

Especially for the president Han Bing, this power should not be borrowed from others, but should be held in his own hands.

……

At night, the Screen Knife Hall.

"Curator, you are finally back! Master Wu and the others are waiting for you in the Martial Arts Hall."

Zhu Shan, the curator of the Screen Knife Museum, is a short and sturdy middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, carrying a heavy nine-ringed sword on his back. When he raised his feet and took a step, the floor of the knife restaurant shook slightly. He nodded slightly towards the waiter. , Pushing open the door of the Martial Arts Hall, the scene that caught his eyes immediately made his complexion darken.

"Old Wu, who hurt you so much?"

Looking at the entire Xingtai City, his Pingfeng knife shop is not only one of the best, but also ranked in the top ten. He is also a director of the city professional knife union. Generally speaking, when people in the knife shop walk outside, ordinary people have to give To save face, why even Lao Wu, who is a sixth-level professional, was injured today. The identity of the person who made the move deserves his attention.

ten minutes later.

Zhu Shan frowned, and said: "You mean the power of one sleeve, the dark force surged, and two gates weighing more than [-] jin were lifted at a distance of about [-] meters, and the six of you were sent flying in an instant."

Needless to say, the one who crushed Old Wu in this way must be a powerful swordsman with a high level of professionalism. It takes such a powerful swordsmanship to be able to do it. At least Zhu Shan has no such ability since he has just entered the eighth level of professionalism.

"At least the peak of the eighth order, even the ninth order!"

With a dignified tone, Zhu Shan looked at Master Wu, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and said in a deep voice, "Old Wu, don't provoke him again. At this age, with this level of cultivation, he must be a young hero who came from an aristocratic family... I, Screening Swordsman, I can't afford it!"

Ninth order!

Master Wu and the others who had already made some guesses were all shaken after receiving the authoritative confirmation from the curator Zhu Shan at this moment.

Qin Tu's complexion was pale, and he didn't look like he had a thorn in his head. He was from a wealthy family, and several members around him were from officials' families, but none of them were big roles. It is still very clear, especially the latter, which is not a world they can set foot in at all. If they had known earlier, it would be too late to flatter them, so how dare they make trouble.

Damn it!What kind of shit luck did those scumbags have!

In addition to being afraid, he felt very uncomfortable. He was extremely unhappy. At the peak of the eighth rank, or even the ninth rank, in Xingtai City, which was no more than the fifth rank, he could count it on both hands. If you have background and contacts, even the vice president is not impossible. You must know that in a big city, the professional knife association is only half a level lower than the city government, and the president is the main leader of the city. Reported and approved.

Regardless of the tense atmosphere in the Screen Knife Gym, after a day of hard training, almost everyone in Xingtai Gymnasium walked out with a knife.

Too tired, not only physically exhausted, but also mentally weak, such a concentrated rehearsal consumes a lot, the most direct manifestation is the skyrocketing cost of meals for high-energy meat, a group of people sum up their living expenses, there are many Out, less out less, barely enough to meet the needs of everyone.

And for everyone who left the gymnasium, Su Qinian tapped the arm and shoulder twice. Han Bing's eyes lit up, and he felt a warm breath from the shoulder penetrated into the limbs and bones, and his whole body was warm. He was still tired and needed deep sleep to make up for it, but his physical fatigue had improved significantly, and some of the joints that were overloaded and strenuously training, numb and sore, were no longer abnormal.

As a senior who is about to graduate, Han Bing has passed the second-level professional swordsman certification. Although he is not considered top-notch among students of the same level in the two high-level martial arts schools of Guer and Sanjiang, he has also come into contact with some small circles. , I know a lot of things, such as now, it is rumored that some swordsmen who are proficient in medical skills can stimulate the body's meridians and acupoints with sword energy, so as to achieve various incredible healing effects. However, he is welcomed by all parties and is an extremely scarce healer.

Teacher Su, where did you come from?

After walking a certain distance, Han Bing couldn't help but look back towards the direction of the gymnasium. After a long time, he took a few deep breaths, squeezed his fists, and looked at the black and yellow iron ring on his wrist, with an extremely firm look in his eyes.

People like them don't have prominent family backgrounds, lack financial support, and don't even have a chance to be a famous teacher. If they can't even grasp such an opportunity, how can they pursue the Dao of the Sword and set foot on the pinnacle of their dreams.

In a blink of an eye, eight days passed.

In the early morning, Xingtai Higher Martial Arts School, inside the gymnasium.

Eleven figures stood straight in front of them. Compared with nine days ago, they were almost completely transformed. Each person revealed a sharpness of different sizes, especially Han Bing, who had the highest cultivation level. Come on, even Xiao Lian, who is the youngest, the latest to join the club, and also the weakest, can be barely sensed by him, which is about the same as getting a first-level professional swordsman certificate.

And he himself...

Han Bing raised his hand, looked at his palm, squeezed it tightly and then released it, and then put it down. In the past, who told him that such a huge change could be made in just nine days, he would never believe it anyway. Now he believes it, but The world he has come into contact with is still too small, and his knowledge is still too shallow. Only now does he truly feel that the door to Dao of the Sword is opening to him.

hum!
At this moment, Su Qinian raised his hand, and the black and yellow iron rings on their wrists or ankles flew into the air and fell into his sleeves.

"Give you an hour to adapt, and then go."

Hearing Su Qinian's voice, Han Bing and others' eyes lit up. The departure of the black and yellow iron ring made them feel an unprecedented sense of relaxation, as if they could smash the earth with one knife, but they also knew that this was an illusion. It's a power gap.

after an hour.

"Mr. Su, the bus is here and we can start."

A staff member from the Academic Affairs Office of Xingtai Higher Martial Arts School came in and shouted, with strange eyes. Although the Green Knife Competition is not a professional league and the school doesn't attach much importance to it, it still arranged a bus. It was supposed to arrange a temporary free Dao Dao The mentor accompanied him, but was rejected by the Dao Dao Club, saying that he had already hired a mentor, but unexpectedly he was also a young man.

I don't know how high the sky is.

He complained in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. To survive in such a complicated place as the Academic Affairs Office, it is also a necessary cultivation to observe the situation and judge the situation.

"Let's go!" Han Bing shouted.

"set off!"

Everyone responded in unison, which shocked the staff member. How could a group of first-year brats burst out with such a strong momentum in this Dao of Swords Club, which has only been established for a few months.

With the knife bag on their backs, eleven people followed Su Qinian out of the gymnasium. Su Qinian glanced at the rising sun above his head. This was his lost youth...on the former earth.

Get on the bus, start the bus, and drive out of the gate of the martial arts school.

Along the way, some students walking on the campus avenue looked sideways, showing suspicion, but when they saw the pass for the green knife match in front of the windshield, their eyes lit up, and their slow pace involuntarily sped up a little.

……

City Youth Knife League, referred to as Green Knife Tournament.

The venue of the competition was located in Xingtai City City Stadium, which was full of [-] people.

This is mainly organized by the City Professional Knife Federation. It aims to discover young swordsmen and find seeds for the city professional league. So to a certain extent, this is also a preparatory event for the city professional league, but unlike the professional league, Whether it is at the national level or at the provincial or municipal level, they are all officially registered in Daxia, and they are only semi-official local competitions. (Seeking subscription, monthly ticket, recommended ticket on Monday.)
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