Seeing through the village doctor is also crazy

Chapter 1847
Wu Chenzhi, the master of the Black Sword Hall, walked up to the martial arts stage with two of his proud disciples. As everyone expected, the flying sword of a middle-aged student who was the first to attack with a sword in the Black Sword Hall was only in the heart of one of the stone figures. A little mark was left on the part, but it couldn't penetrate into the stone statue. The flying sword exhausted all its potential energy, then lost effective control, and fell to the ground.

Seeing the familiar scene, laughter and whistles erupted from all the disciples watching the battle around Yanwutai.

Including this sword competition, the Black Sword Hall has encountered a black door for the fifth consecutive sword competition. For five consecutive sword competitions, different times, the same place, familiar smells, and the same scene have been repeated. Repeatedly.

Seeing that his disciple had a bad start and failed to control the flying sword to cause the most basic damage to the stone statue, according to the rules of the competition, this disciple's competition score was equal to zero!That is to say, he could not successfully "break the defense". As the head of the hall, Wu Chenzhi's face was flushed. He silently endured the ridicule and ridicule of nearly [-] people from the same sect around him, staring at one of the stone statues fifty steps away, He secretly swore in his heart that this time, he must do his best to disappoint everyone who wanted to see his jokes!
"Master, let the disciples come first?" Ma Jing stepped forward, walked up to Wu Chenzhi, and asked for a fight. He was ridiculed by his fellow disciples as a joke. He had to stay on the martial arts stage for even one second longer, so he wanted to complete his competition task as soon as possible, and get off the stage as soon as possible, so as not to stay on the martial arts stage and make people laugh.

"You wait first, come first as a teacher! Don't let those bastards see the jokes of our Black Sword Hall!" Wu Chenzhi said in an unquestionable tone.

Seeing that Wu Chenzhi was so determined, Ma Jing didn't dare to continue, so she could only step back temporarily and continue to endure the ruthless ridicule and ridicule of the [-] fellow disciples in the audience.

After Wu Chenzhi received the competition-specific long sword from the relevant disciples, he calmed down and fixed his eyes on a stone statue fifty paces away. He knew that for a sword cultivator, when controlling a flying sword, whether the power of the divine mind can Concentration is the key to the success or failure of controlling a sword, so he turned a deaf ear to the sneering and ridiculing waves around him. He only had one goal in his eyes, and that was fifty paces away, quietly Standing statues of stone!
At this time, Situ Zhuonan, the suzerain of Heshengmen, strolled to the area where the contestants of the Black Sword Hall rested under the stage.

Seeing Situ Zhuonan approaching, Ye Xiu got up, greeted with a smile, "Sect Master Situ."

"Sit, sit." Situ Zhuonan motioned Ye Xiu not to be too polite, and sat down to talk.

At this moment, the exclamations from all around and the disciples of the Shengmen were loud and deafening, the flying sword that Wu Chenzhiyu, the master of the Black Sword Hall on the martial arts stage, had successfully penetrated into the stone statue, successfully breaking the defense!

The disciple who was in charge of checking the results immediately ran over to verify the specific situation of Feijian's attack on the stone statue.

"The flying sword penetrated an inch into the stone statue!" The disciple in charge of the inspection loudly announced the specific results of Wu Chenzhi's flying sword attack.

As soon as the result of the battle was announced, the crowd of disciples of the Heshengmen under the Yanwu stage burst into laughter of disdain and contempt.

Even Situ Zhuonan, who is the suzerain of Heshengmen, showed a bit of disappointment on his face. Situ Zhuonan shook his head silently. His expression was obvious. Very unsatisfactory performance.

Speaking of Wu Chenzhi, even if he is not the oldest member of Heshengmen's [-] disciples, he can be ranked in the top few, but Wu Chenzhi, who has studied and practiced kendo for most of his life, has disappointed Situ Zhuonan time and time again. Wu Chenzhi His kendo cultivation is progressing too slowly, like a snail crawling.

Wu Chenzhi's old face turned even redder when he heard the results of his sword attack on the stage. Although he tried his best this time, his strength was not good enough, and his results did not improve much compared to the previous session. Even if the big disciple Ma Jing behind him called him, he didn't respond at all, and walked down the sad place of Yanwu stage without looking back.

When Wu Chenzhi stepped down from the stage, Ma Jing on the martial arts stage also made a move. There was no accident. Ma Jing, the big disciple of the Black Sword Hall, was the same as his junior brother and master. There was very little improvement, and the taunting laughter erupted from the audience fully explained everything, and there was no need to wait for the results of the performance verification.

Just like that, the three contestants from the Black Sword Hall who took the lead to perform on the stage were exhausted, and they encountered a bad start.

Next, the contestants from the other three halls of the outer four halls came to the stage one by one to perform. There were not too many surprises and surprises. In fact, the four outer halls were all the same, and there was no essential difference in the level of sword control between each hall. , is just a difference in quantity.

The result of Yu Min, the master of the outer four halls who made the final move with his sword, was only that the flying sword penetrated to a depth of one foot, and most of the sword body was still dangling outside the stone statue.

At present, all the contestants of the Outer Fourth Hall have finished their shots, and the No. 1 player is still Yu Min, the lobby master of the Outer Fourth Hall.

After a burst of exciting drums, the game entered the most exciting part.

It was the turn of Heshengmen's most powerful contestants from the inner four halls to perform on stage.

The [-] disciples of the Heshengmen who watched the match all opened their eyes wide at this moment, staring closely at the competitors from the four divisions of purple, white, gold and green in the inner four halls who were about to perform on the stage.

Soon, exclamations erupted from the crowd of disciples watching the battle. As the last contestant of the Qingjian Hall in the fourth hall, he made a move. He did not disappoint the [-] and Shengmen brothers who watched the battle in the audience. The flying sword of Leng Ying, the master of Hall Leng who made a move, penetrated deeply into the stone statue fifty paces away, only half of the sword body remained outside.

This result not only far surpassed most of the contestants in the Outer Fourth Hall, but compared with the results of the Outer Fourth Hall Master Yu Min, they were all obviously inferior.

The four inner halls of Heshengmen are indeed the place where the elite swordsmen of the sect gather, and they showed extraordinary demeanor as soon as they made a move, which greatly boosted the morale of the disciples of Shiwan and Shengmen who were watching the battle.

Situ Zhuonan, the Patriarch of Heshengmen, who was sitting next to Ye Xiu, was also relieved by the amazing appearance of the inner fourth hall disciples.

Wu Chenzhi, the master of the Black Sword Hall who had returned home from a feather, lowered his head, and sat silently by Ye Xiu's right hand, frowning, distraught, with a dejected expression of hopelessness.

Seeing that Ye Xiu couldn't bear it, he comforted him and said, "Old Wu, don't lose your confidence, at worst, you will have to practice hard for another four years, and let's start over!"

"Oh, Xiaoye, you don't understand. I've been practicing hard for most of my life, and I don't know if I can stand up in the sword competition in my lifetime? I have proved myself again." Wu Chenzhi said with a sad face and sighed.

(End of this chapter)