Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 9 Before the Big Competition
Huashan. Luoyan Peak

Residence of the Great Elder of Jianzong
Grand Elder Tan Qingfang sat at the head, looking at Yuan Qingming on the right.

The eyes of Luan Qingrou on the left also fell on Yuan Qingming.

Yuan Qingming didn't seem to notice anything.

"According to Junior Brother Yu, Huang Lin developed a sense of Qi in 12 days, and his talent is still good. When he first learned swordsmanship, he was no different from others. Later, he also asked his nephew Chang Buyin who taught basic sword styles. Nephew's evaluation is that he is very hardworking."

"Huang Lin's swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds, starting from sparring. Beginners of swordsmanship will have problems such as movement deformation, dodging and evasion due to physical instincts during sparring. He also has problems, but he quickly overcomes them. Pretty relaxing."

"After that, it became better day by day, and the same group of disciples couldn't even compete with him. If it weren't for the lack of knowledge in the outer sect, maybe he could compete with Tang Bukai and Ai Bubing. .”

"Now he is practicing alone, but there are a few little guys following him. The progress is not bad, but he can't compare with him."

What Luan Qingrou heard was beautiful eyes, and seeing that Elder Tan was about to speak, she immediately said first:

"I'll go back and tell my old man to see if there is any shameless old man who comes to snatch the apprentice this time!"

The voice is still there, but the person has shot out.

Elder Tan's mouth was open, he was blocked, and his raised hand had nowhere to rest, so he could only pat the tea table next to him.

"Already almost 60 years old, and still so unstable, does she think I will compete with Senior Brother Chen for my apprentice?"

It's just that the distressed expression on his face, as if he had lost a millennium vermilion fruit, was not convincing at all.

Yuan Qingming looked at his nose, nose, and heart, like an old monk sitting still, with an expression of "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything".

"Any more?"

"what?"

"I said, are there any other good seedlings? Why are you so fat?"

Elder Tan will have nowhere to vent his anger.

"Oh, there are a few more."

"how?"

"Tang Shao, 12 years old, has a sense of qi for 7 days, and is born with great strength. The speed of practicing mental methods is at least [-]% faster than ordinary people. If he enters the inner sect and practices the complete Huashan mental method, he may still improve. It's just swordsmanship. The talent is relatively ordinary, no different from other ordinary disciples, it should be born with thick meridians, but the character is a bit straightforward."

"Yue Chaoqun, 12 years old, has a sense of qi for 8 days, and his mental skills are [-]% faster than ordinary people. His swordsmanship talent is also top-notch among this group of disciples. He is intelligent and stable."

"Ning Zhongze, 8 years old, 10 days old with a sense of qi. Usually he practiced with Huang Lin and made rapid progress."

"Wang Xuerong, 10 years old, born with a sense of anger at 12 years old. She usually practiced with Huang Lin and has a weak personality."

"Feng Pinglu, 13 years old."

"Cong Qiji, 10 years old."

"Cheng Youguo, 8 years old."

Yuan Qingming reported more than ten outstanding disciples in a row, all of which were newly recruited this year.

"Tang Shao doesn't need to pay attention, this must be the seedling of the Qizong, just give it a thought when the time comes."

"Needless to say Huang Lin, Senior Brother Chen made a move this year, and no one robbed him. Last time, Junior Brother Feng had a quarrel, and in the end he didn't even want the seat of the Great Elder. This time, there will be another quarrel, everyone. It's not pretty."

"It's not easy for me to snatch Huang Lin this time, so let's take Yue Chaoqun. It sounds pretty good, and I can pass on the old man's mantle. As for the others, you keep an eye on it and pass the situation on to Luoyan Peak by the way."

Huang Lin didn't even know that he was already well-known on the mountain, and some people compared him with an uncle named Feng.

He lived his regular life as usual, no matter whether he was in the mind or the sword, his progress was visible to the naked eye.

Ever since the little fat man developed his internal strength, he had been honing Huang Lin's sword skills, but he was so entangled that he took him to practice with him every morning and after lunch.

Then the progress of the little fat man was discovered by Ning Zhong, and she was tricked out of the reason in a few words, so she also came over and brought a very beautiful little girl named Wang Xuerong.

Based on the idea that one sheep is to be chased, and a herd of sheep is also to be chased, I simply brought them all with me, and I was tired of looking at the fat face of the little fat man every day. The fat man took his sword practice seriously.

Now the small group of four is also well-known among this group of newcomers.

Huang Lin felt early on that he could no longer make progress in duels with newcomers, so he found an opportunity to ask Tang Bukai and Jiang Bubing for advice, and successfully reflected the two into the jade plate.

This is the only way to maintain the momentum of progress, but several times I have fought against the inner sect brother, but I have been completely defeated, and I have no power to fight back.

After questioning, I was told:

"Restricted by the door rules, you can't tell each other. You will know when you enter the inner door!"

Dare to feel that this is not just a trick of the mind, it is also normal.

Those who cannot enter the inner sect at the age of eighteen will be sent to subordinate industries.

After a year of lack of energy, he was kicked out.

If there is no help, the basic skills of Huashan's entry will be known to the whole world.

So Huang Lin calmed down and devoted himself to the great cause of cultivation, preparing for the outer sect competition in October.

"Brother, in ten days, it will be the big competition, are you sure?"

Under the shade of the tree, Huang Lin and Ning Zhong were sitting on the ground, while Fatty and Wang Xuerong were practicing moves in front. The weather is hot now, and they have been practicing sword here recently.

Huang Lin had promised Wang Jiufeng to take care of her when he was in Huayin, but now that everyone is getting to know her well, he realizes that she has an aggressive personality. At the beginning, she was only new to the meeting, so she would play a bit of a petty temper, and Ning Zhong also saw him enter Huashan only made a noise to come in this year.

"There is nothing to be sure about. You have to be liked by others. In the past, some old people from the outer sect who were ranked high in the competition did not enter the inner sect. The initiative is not with us."

Feeling the slight mountain breeze, Huang Lin saw that the little fat man and Wang Xuerong were already sweating profusely, so he stopped them by the way.

"Brother Hu, the weather is too hot, and there will be a big competition in a few days, why don't we stop practicing at noon, and it will be even worse if the heat stroke delays it."

The little fat man is full of fat and can't stand the heat the most.

"Fatty Qian, you just want to be lazy, right? If you can't enter the inner sect this year, no one will supervise you when Senior Brother Huang enters. It depends on what you will do in the future."

Ning Zhong exposed the little fat man without hesitation.

"What is Fatty Qian, Junior Sister Ning, you have to call me Senior Brother Qian, besides, I don't want to be lazy, if you don't believe me, you can ask Junior Sister Xuerong."

"I think it's fine."

Although Wang Xuerong is two years older than Ning Zhongze, she is too shy and soft-spoken, and she is easy to miss if she doesn't pay attention.

Huang Lin leaned against the tree and watched the two quarreling with a smile, feeling extremely relaxed, but he didn't know how long this relaxed day could last, if they couldn't enter the inner door together, they would have to separate the two places.

"Brother, tell me, do you want to stop?"

Ning Zhong saw Huang Lin watching the play, so he asked.

"The weather is indeed hot, and the competition is approaching, so we won't practice duels tomorrow."

Seeing that Ning Zhong wanted to interrupt, he waved his hand and continued:

"But you still have to come here. Before the big competition, you should practice the basic posture every day. We haven't practiced swords for a long time, and the foundation is far from solid."

Seeing that the three of them had no objections, he asked them to start practicing the basic thirteen poses, during which they pointed out some minor mistakes and demonstrated several times.

He is thick-skinned and often asks a few inner disciples to give pointers. Although his foundation is not solid yet, his movements are extremely standard. In addition, when performing martial arts in his mind, he has already begun to use only basic moves to deal with them, giving advice to the other three. nothing.

In fact, Huang Lin is also looking forward to the big competition ten days later. Through the usual practice and communication with other people, he also has a certain understanding of his own strength.

In terms of swordsmanship, he has no opponents in this group of newcomers. There are a few top-notch ones who are far behind him, and the elders of the outer sect are not usually together, and have never been in contact.

In terms of internal strength, he only lost more than [-]% of his internal energy after a week, and the little fat man said that he lost more than [-]%.Calculated on the basis of one week per day, in an average of three days, he has one more week of internal energy than the little fat man, not to mention that he has two weeks a day, so in terms of internal energy, he should be among the top ones, unless He is a talented person.

Speaking of which, the jade plate in his mind played a big role. If he couldn't look inside, his consumption of a week would be about the same as that of a little fat man, not to mention that he had the ability to look inside on the first day. The sense of atmosphere is quite a bit ahead.

In addition, swordsmanship is also the same. Facing things that are rushing towards us, people have instinctive reactions, such as fear, nervousness, closing eyes, dodging, etc., and he even knows that many people are still at this stage and cannot overcome it.

And he was fortunate to be able to mirror others and perform martial arts in his mind, apart from his own hard work, this is the root cause of his rapid progress in swordsmanship.

Now there are nearly twenty figures in his mind, and this is because he often replaces and eliminates them, otherwise there could be hundreds more.

The day of Dabi was getting closer and closer, and more and more people came down from the mountain.

In the big martial arts arena in the canyon, some building materials were piled up, and some buildings that were temporarily invisible were also started to be built.

Day by day, those buildings are becoming more and more perfect.

The day before the big competition, Huang Lin ran to take a look and was familiar with the venue.

In the Martial Arts Arena, three rings about three meters high are lined up. Not far from the rings, there is a half-circle ring-shaped grandstand with a height of about half a circle. After a circle, it should be used to arrange seats for those people on the mountain.

The ground has been tidied up and the flags on the sidelines have been replaced with new ones.

He wandered around there and met many fellow students who came to get familiar with the venue.Then they were blown away by the inner disciple brother in moon-white clothes.

October [-]
When Huang Lin woke up, he immediately saw that the little fat man had cleaned himself up, his hair was still a little wet, and he had put on the clean outer clothing he had prepared earlier, and he had a pair of new shoes on his feet.

Shaking his head speechlessly, he casually put on yesterday's clothes next to the bed, washed up as usual, and then headed to the cafeteria. During this period, the little fat man urged him at least ten times.

"Brother, don't eat breakfast today, what if you are late?"

The little fat man looked a little nervous.

"Don't worry, it's still early. If you don't eat something in the morning, you will have no energy in the competition later, which will affect your performance. Don't be nervous. It's just an outer competition. With your current level, you can perform normally."

"Senior brother, you are so powerful, so of course you don't need to be nervous. I still have a few catties and a few taels, and I still have some ideas. If I didn't rely on my senior brother to take care of me, I would probably be similar to the tail of the crane you mentioned."

The two chatted all the way and had some breakfast in the cafeteria.

After the two met in Yanwuchang and Ning Zhongze, the four of them gathered together and waited for the big competition to start.

The little fat man wasn't nervous just now, but as time got closer and the atmosphere on the field became more and more dignified, he began to wipe his sweat non-stop.

When Wang Xuerong asked, Huang Lin and Ning Zhong realized that the little fat man had turned pale.

"Fatty Qian, what's the matter? Are you nervous?"

Ning Zhong pretended to be relaxed and asked.

If Huang Lin didn't know her well, she wouldn't even be able to find her, and she would be a little nervous.

"Who is nervous, I am hot."

The little fat man made a stern excuse, but Ning Zhong didn't even pay attention to calling him fat man Qian.

"Junior Brother Qian, I heard from you before that your family is from Zhejiang?"

Huang Lin has always called Qian Duoduo his younger brother outside, and only occasionally called Little Fatty or Qian Fatty in private.

"That's right, I told my brother last time that my family is in Jiaxing Prefecture, Zhejiang Province, and my family is in business."

When the little fat man talked about the family affairs, he was a little smoother.

"Then is your family business big?"

"I don't know how big it is. Anyway, I heard from my father that several streets in Jiaxing belong to my family, and there are many fields outside the city. It seems that there are other businesses. I don't understand."

Huang Lin only knew that Fatty's family was in Jiaxing Mansion and had a relatively large business, but he really didn't know that his family's business was calculated by street, so he was a little at a loss for words.

"What's the matter, brother? Do you need to buy something from my family?"

Seeing that Huang Lin had stopped talking, the little fat man was a little puzzled.

Ning Zhong didn't respond to this. On the one hand, she was still young, and on the other hand, her family was in an official career. Even if the family suffered a disaster, she went directly to Wang Jiufeng's side.

Wang Xuerong didn't respond either, presumably she was also a child of a wealthy family.

"It's not that I want to buy something, are you still nervous?"

Seeing that he would calm down now, Huang Lin brought up the matter again with a smirk.

"Brother, it's nothing to say about other things just now, but now that you mention it, it's a little bit more."

The little fat man wrinkled his face and said in a broken voice.

"Hey, don't say senior brother doesn't teach you, with your family's business, are you afraid that you won't be able to enter the inner sect?"

What Huang Lin thought was that with so many people on and off Huashan, the expenses must be quite high, and it may be difficult to balance the income and expenditure. If the little fat man's family can connect with Huashan, not to mention the offering, it will be a normal partnership to do some business, and it will be a win-win situation for both parties. thing.

"Yes, brother, you said that money is the most powerful thing. There is nothing that money can't handle, unless there is not enough money. If I have a lot of money, it must be enough."

The little fat man felt as if he had opened up a new world, his eyes almost turned green.

"So, after a while, it's fine to play normally. If you don't get selected, I'll come and find a way for you, brother."

"Brother, no need, I can handle it!"

He will be full of confidence now, and feel that he is doing well again, and he looks like a silver coin.

Wang Xuerong = 200 taels, gentle and good-looking, and powerful in martial arts.

Ningzhong = 30 taels, too fierce.

黄麟
This is not good, this is a brother, it cannot be counted as money.

If Ning Zhong knew what he was thinking, he would probably kill the fat man with a sword.

"Quiet!"

A voice came from the ear.

The crowd raised their eyes to look at the high stage. Elder Yuan Qingming, who had a stern face, was standing on the ring in the middle at some point, and there were two other people standing beside him. He is the uncle of the Qing generation.

Below the arena is a row of inner sect brothers, about 20 people, each with a table in front of them, with wooden boxes on them, I don't know what they are for.

The rear stands were already full of people, including men, women and children.

"The rules of the Outer Sect Grand Competition have been changed this year, please listen carefully later!"

Elder Yuan was very straightforward, and flew back to the stands after speaking.

One person on the stage stepped forward to host, and the other three moved to the corners of the ring.

(End of this chapter)