Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 19 Elite Disciples
Luo Cheng came to the iron shop with a jug of good wine and a bow on his back. He immediately saw a drunk blacksmith, and a registered student with a bitter face on his stove was hard at work beating the pig iron.

Seeing this disciple wanting to cry without tears, Luo Chengcheng thought it was funny and felt a little bit guilty. He said that he would be in charge of blacksmithing, but he couldn't make decisions by himself in practice. He often opened and closed his eyes for half a day. Fortunately, the drunk blacksmith didn't complain. Pass.

Walking to the stove, Luo Cheng asked the named disciple to go down to rest, and then put the wine in front of the drunk blacksmith.

The drunk blacksmith sniffed it, then woke up as if from a deep sleep.

"You came back alive." The drunk blacksmith opened his dim eyes and saw Luo Cheng, took the jug, and was amazed. When Luo Cheng said that he wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range alone, he hit him mercilessly. However, Luo Cheng insisted on going his own way.

"Of course." Luo Cheng said proudly, remembering that he finally got the bag from the three sword-seeking disciples, he couldn't help being proud and excited, then he picked up the hammer and beat it, and said at the same time: "I need a new sword. It was severely damaged in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range."

"You can beat it yourself. Seeing how many times I have beaten it, you should be able to do it." The drunk blacksmith didn't intend to do anything, but took a sip of wine leisurely.

When Luo Cheng heard this, he also became interested. He built the seven-layer strength of the body, quickly fixed the pig iron, and started to work step by step according to the memory, looking good.

"He's quite talented, but it's a pity that blacksmithing is a lowly job." The drunk blacksmith said with great interest.

"Three hundred and sixty years of practice, there is no distinction between high and low." Luo Cheng did not agree with his words, after all, some of his concepts are still incompatible with people in this world.

But he didn't know that when he said this, the drunken blacksmith froze as he poured wine into his mouth, and a blush gradually appeared on his face, and he didn't know if it was because of drunkenness.

"What's more, isn't there a profession that is similar in nature but has an extremely noble status above the blacksmith? It seems to be called a spiritual weapon master."

Suddenly, Luo Cheng said something intentionally or unintentionally, but he was observing the reaction of the drunk blacksmith from the corner of his eyes.

The mysterious hammer helped him repair his dantian, which was not an ordinary skill. It should be known that Da Luoyu was powerless to find a elixir for him to repair his dantian, because a black iron-level power could not afford a elixir.

From this perspective, the drunken blacksmith has the ability to repair Luo Cheng's dantian, which is definitely not easy.

However, as if he didn't hear Luo Cheng's words at all, the drunk blacksmith drank on his own and then fell asleep.

Luo Cheng shrugged his shoulders and began to concentrate on making the sword, but as the old saying goes, it is easier to see than to do. Not only did he spend too much time, but even the whole sword looked so ugly that it had to be remade.

Luo Cheng was very happy when he finally looked good the second time.

"Holding a sword made by myself feels different. Do you want to give it a name?"

"An ordinary sword made of Fantie also has a name?"

Hearing his words, the drunk blacksmith opened his eyes in extreme speechlessness, and gave him a contemptuous look.

Luo Cheng didn't care about him, he was leisurely, waving the long sword in his hand, "I'll call it the Light Wind Sword."

Hearing this, the drunk blacksmith rolled his eyes.

After getting the sword, Luo Cheng saw that the drunk blacksmith's tone was too tight, and he didn't continue after knowing that he couldn't ask anything.

"Then I'll go first." Luo Cheng took the sword and left the iron shop.

Watching him leave the back, the drunken blacksmith's eyes suddenly fell on the bow, his eyes sparkling, and then he said to himself: "Interesting, I'm afraid he doesn't even know it."

Back in the courtyard, Luo Cheng began to practice. Due to the existence of the Martial Soul, there was no hindrance in his cultivation, as long as he calmed down and practiced every day.

So one and a half months later, Luo Cheng's realm rose from the seventh level of body building to the ninth level of body building, and the internal force in the dantian was already the size of a leather ball, and it was only one step away from reaching the tenth level of body building. Become an empty bottle.

Luo Cheng is quite satisfied with this speed, there is still more than half a year for him to enter the Qi Refining Realm, and he can even reach the Qi Refining Realm before returning to Da Luoyu at the end of the year two months later.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

Suddenly, bells rang from the entire star gate.

Luo Cheng was stunned, and then remembered that this was the registration gathering day for the elite disciple selection competition. Now that he has built nine layers of body and is good at swordsmanship, he will naturally not miss this competition.

Luo Cheng came to the rooftop, which was the registration place, and many outer disciples were already standing there, bustling with people.What surprised him was that as he walked along, the surrounding outer sect disciples scattered to the left and right as if they had seen a plague. Before he could understand what was going on, he heard many people talking about it.

"He is that Luo Cheng, the person named by Senior Brother Yunyang, whoever gets close to him is against Senior Brother Yunyang."

"Senior brother Yunyang is the leader of the elite group, and the outer sect disciples are the best in swordsmanship, who would dare to oppose him."

"Yeah, he is really unlucky, I heard that he is still a young master of black iron rank..."

Hearing these words, Luo Cheng frowned secretly, thinking that this Yunyang really had some influence, but if the other party stood in front of him now, he wouldn't mind teaching the other party's outer sect disciple the best swordsmanship.

"Brother Luo Cheng."

Suddenly, there was a small team not far ahead, a young girl exclaimed in surprise, and quickly came to Luo Cheng, it was his fiancée Liu Ting.

Then a few more people came, namely the inseparable Liu Ying, Shi Xuan and Li Jin. Besides that, there were two teenagers whose cultivation base should be the senior brothers of these four people. Tangled, obviously heard what Yunyang said, but because he was traveling with Liu Ting, he had to come here.

"Luo Cheng!" Suddenly, Li Jin seemed unable to hold back, and angrily cursed: "Why! Is it because of your black iron level power?"

He gritted his teeth when he spoke, and the people next to him didn't seem surprised, because he didn't like Liu Ting in a day or two, because Liu Ting had challenged Luo Cheng's attitude before, now knowing that Liu Ting had entered into a marriage contract with Luo Cheng, he was furious Unreachable, completely overwhelmed by anger.

So when he saw Luo Cheng, his eyes lit up, and he shouted one after another: "Luo Cheng, I want to challenge you. The loser will leave Liu Ting. The weak are not qualified to survive in this world."

"Li Jin." Liu Ying and Shi Xuan persuaded.

But Li Jin didn't care about it at all, and continued: "You used to be magnificent and talented. You developed your internal strength at the age of eight and became a sensation. At the age of ten, you entered the Qi Refining Realm and won the King's Trial. But that's all about you. You, your talent is no different from that of a countryman. You should know what the children of our family call these people? If you forget, I will tell you that they are trash! If you want to prove that you are not, then let's compete."

He has enough reason to be confident. He has been practicing for nearly five months, and he is the fastest among the four, and has reached the eighth level of body building.

"I will not regard my fiancée as a bet, and I also despise those who call my beloved woman a commodity. You insult me, and I can forgive you on the basis of past relationships, but you offended my fiancée. Now I will give you a chance." Sorry." Luo Cheng said lightly.

Such a sentence can be said to be refreshing for women, especially Liu Ting, who looked at Luo Cheng with watery eyes, and even Liu Ying felt that Luo Cheng's man was very attractive at this moment.

"Hmph, do you think you're still the same as you used to be? Tell me this? I'm not only at the eighth level of body building, but also good at martial arts." Li Jin didn't know it, but felt that Luo Cheng was ridiculous.

"Li Jin, take a look at Brother Luo Cheng's realm." Shi Xuan suddenly said next to him.

"Building Body Nine Layers!?"

Hearing his words, not only Li Jin, but even the sisters of the Liu family used exercises to observe Luo Cheng's internal strength, and then exclaimed like a ghost. When the four of them entered the entrance, Luo Cheng was still a registered disciple of the third level of body building. What kind of horror is this? Did you catch up with the speed?
Liu Ying showed a complex expression. From this point of view, Luo Cheng has a great possibility to reach the cultivation realm, but even so, it is still far from enough...

"How is it possible! How is it possible!"

Li Jin's confident expression was crushed in an instant, and then he became a little hideous, thinking desperately: "He must spend all his time on exercises and not on martial arts. If so, I still have great hope. "

Thinking of this, Li Jin said: "So what about the Nine Layers of Body Building? If I were 15 years old, I would have already practiced Qi."

Seeing that he was still so ungrateful and said sarcastic words, Luo Cheng frowned slightly.

"Face is given by others and lost by oneself." Luo Cheng pulled out his Light Wind Sword.

"Okay, okay." Seeing him draw out the sword, Li Jin geared up excitedly, and pulled out the long sword from his waist.

The people around him took a few steps back tactfully and made way for a circle.

"Luo Cheng, I'll let you see how good I am." Li Jin laughed with morbid excitement on his face, as if his dream goal was about to be accomplished.

After the words fell, he rushed forward quickly, and followed the sword.

Luo Cheng stood still, and only flicked his sword lightly when he got close to him.

The understated sword seemed to have some kind of magical power, Li Jin realized that he had nowhere to escape, and when Hengjian resisted in horror, he found that the sword passed close to him, and then a gust of wind blew past his body.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Luo Cheng had disappeared before his eyes, while the disciples watching the battle couldn't believe their eyes.

Luo Cheng didn't know when he came to Li Jin's back, and the light wind sword rested on Li Jin's neck along his shoulder.

Li Jin wanted to turn back, but encountered cold steel.

"Don't move if you want to die." Luo Cheng said coldly, and put the sword back into its sheath.

"Second kill!"

I don't know who called out, breaking the silence.

"Brother Luo Cheng, that's great." Liu Ting's cheeks were rosy, she was very excited, and then she seemed to think of something, and said cheerfully: "This time, you can join us in the selection competition."

The two senior brothers who have been silently watching this farce heard Liu Ting's words and couldn't help but stand up. One of the handsome and noble youths said: "Junior Sister Liu Ting, I'm afraid we can't be with Luo Cheng, because Senior Brother Yunyang said ..."

"I don't care who Yunyang is. Since you don't agree, then we will go our separate ways. Brother Luo Cheng and I will be together." Liu Ting said angrily.

"Sister." Liu Ying frowned, feeling that what her sister said was inappropriate.

The two senior brothers really looked angry.

"Hahahaha, Luo Cheng, now you know that you are miserable." Yun Yang walked out out of nowhere, very proud, seeing Luo Cheng being isolated due to his prestige, he felt extremely happy and proud.

"You only have your fiancée left to team up with you. Unfortunately, your fiancée is only at the seventh level of body building."

The blatant ridicule was undisguised, and the people around him dared not say anything, after all, Yunyang's strength was there.

"You two, don't even think about anyone joining you, because I put it here, whoever dares to be with you is against me."

Seeing Luo Cheng and Liu Ting being treated like clowns, Li Jin showed a gloating expression, Liu Ying was secretly anxious, but she was a little thankful, "It's a good thing it's not me."

"So what do you say here? Yunyang, what do you think you are?"

Suddenly, a dull and strong male voice came from the crowd.

Then, a tall figure came from the crowd, and wherever he passed, the outer disciples scattered like a tide.

"It's Raymond! An elite disciple, the outer disciple has the best boxing skills!"

"He is also the leader of the elite group, even more powerful than Yunyang."

"Behind him, Zhuang Shan, Hou Yong, and Yu Ling'er are not easy. Zhuang Shan is known as the number one swordsmanship of the outer sect disciples, and now his strength has reached the ninth level of body building. Hou Yong is the number one in light kung fu, and Yu Linger is the number one in quick sword. one."

"These four people all have the title of number one, and they are number one in the elite group of outer disciples."

The crowd made heated discussions, accompanied by voices, and admiring gazes. It was obvious that this group of people far surpassed Yunyang in the limelight.

"Luo Cheng."

What surprised these outer disciples even more was that Hou Yong, Zhuang Shan, and Yu Linger quickly ran to Luo Cheng's side, smiling politely, obviously they had a good relationship.

The most shocking thing is, especially the reaction of Zhuang Shan, the disciple of the outer sect is the best in swordsmanship, he is arrogant and indifferent, defiant, but he vaguely shows admiration for Luo Cheng, is that okay? !
This scene made many people feel hot and painful, especially Liu Ting's two senior brothers. They thought they could alienate Luo Cheng, but now it seems that Luo Cheng is almost alienating them.

"Are you all at the Jiuzhong Building?" Luo Cheng said.

"You're not bad either, you've already caught up with us. By the way, who is this?" Yu Linger said curiously and looked at Liu Ting next to Luo Cheng.

"This is my fiancee." Luo Cheng grabbed Liu Ting's hand and introduced to the three of them.

At this moment, Liu Ting buried her head in front of her chest, and said like a mosquito, "Hello, brothers and sisters."

"Hahaha, hello junior sister, you and Luo Cheng are really a good-looking couple." Hou Yong immediately said something nice, which made Liu Ting's face full of joy.

And Liu Ying saw her sister surrounded by the elite disciples of the sect, becoming the center of attention, and her brothers and sisters were friendly and kind, she couldn't help but look at Luo Cheng, with a bit of bitterness in her mouth for some reason.

"Raymond, are you going to be my enemy?" Yun Yang reacted, glaring at the tall boy.

"Pooh!"

The young man named Lei Meng gave him a contemptuous look, and said domineeringly: "Is your enemy? You are also worthy? This Luo Cheng is the savior of my younger brother and younger sister. I, Lei Meng, put my words here. Who would dare to treat you because of you, a clown?" But to be prejudiced against Luo Cheng is to be my enemy, Lei Meng, who wants to try?"

Lei Meng looked around, as long as the disciples who met his eyes would avoid their eyes and dare not look at each other at all.

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