Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 199 Junior Brother, Let's Compete

Chen Yu sat at the foot of the cliff behind Wenjian Peak with her eyes closed.

A huge waterfall rushes down from the cliff behind Asking Sword Peak.

"Let's eat in half an hour."

Zhou Ziqing looked at Chen Yu's state and nodded in satisfaction.

Half an hour later, Chen Yu stood up, and the waterfall didn't bother her except for getting her clothes wet.

She walked to the shore while playing with her hair.

It has been three days since he came to ask about Jianfeng, and during these three days, Zhou Ziqing didn't waste any time.

In his words, wasting time is the worst waste of Chen Yu's talent.

"When can I go and see my brother."

While wiping her hair, Chen Yu said to Zhou Ziqing who was waiting at the side.

"Look at your brother? Wang Luo?"

Zhou Ziqing frowned as he remembered Wang Luo who was taken into Tianjian Peak by Guan Zhichen himself that day.

"Afternoon, after lunch, I'll take you to Tianjian Peak."

When Chen Yu heard this, she jumped up happily.

No matter how amazing her talent is, she is still just a little girl less than ten years old.

After dinner, Zhou Ziqing took out his flying sword and motioned for Chen Yu to come up.

He wanted to fly to Tianjian Peak with Chen Yu like Wang Luo.

To his great surprise, Chen Yu shook her head and made a hand gesture. Her saber, like a psychic, was suspended in mid-air.

Zhou Ziqing looked at Chen Yu as if he had seen a ghost.

"When did you learn to control the sword?"

Chen Yu smiled slightly, and headed towards Tianjian Peak, soaring into the sky.

Guan Zhichen just changed his clothes and came out of the room.

Wang Luo was sitting in the yard, drinking tea under the vine.

"Wang Luo, when the two of us are together, it doesn't matter if I can't beat you, but in front of outsiders, you must save me some face. After all, I still have eight years before I will retire from this position." Guan Zhichen walked to Wang Luo's side and looked at Wang Luo seriously.

Wang Luo rolled his eyes and ignored him.

At this time, two people flew in the sky.

Wang Luo raised his head.

"It seems to be Chen Yu?" He glanced at the two flashing figures in wonder.

At this time, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Brother, are you here?"

Guan Zhichen went to the door and opened it, and Zhou Ziqing stood outside.

"What's the matter, Junior Brother, why are you willing to come out from your Asking Sword Peak?"

Zhou Ziqing smiled and nodded.

"It's not my precious apprentice who insists on coming to see his brother."

He stepped aside, revealing Chen Yu behind him.

Wang Luo also came over and saw Chen Yu with a smile on his face.

"Yu'er, how are you doing with Uncle Zhou?"

"It's okay~" Chen Yu said solemnly.

A few black lines hung down Zhou Ziqing's face, and a smile was forced on his face.

Four people came to the yard and sat down.

"The disciples of this class are all terrifyingly strong. Would Patriarch Qi know how to use a sword when he was Chen Yu's age?" Zhou Ziqing sighed to Guan Zhichen after sitting down.

Guan Zhichen shook his head.

"Patriarch Qi was already 12 years old when he participated in the selection. Why? Chen Yu already knows how to control a sword?" He looked at Chen Yu with curiosity on his face.

"Yes~ I can guarantee that Chen Yu must be the one with the most outstanding talent among our personal disciples this year." Zhou Ziqing said confidently, his face was full of confidence and approval of his vision.

Guan Zhichen glanced nonchalantly at Wang Luo who was drinking tea calmly beside him, remembered the Taoist robe that he had already treated as a dishcloth, and nodded noncommittally.

"Then congratulations to Junior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Ziqing watched Wang Luo and Chen Yu chatting with smiles on their faces, and nodded contentedly.

"My skill is finally succeeded by someone."

When Zhou Ziqing took Chen Yu away from Tianjian Peak, Wang Luo stroked Chen Yu's head and told her, "Yu'er, you must listen to Master and practice hard."

"Don't worry, under my command, Chen Yu must have made much better progress than when you taught him. After all, I am a professional in sword practice."

Guan Zhichen raised his eyebrows.

"By the way, Junior Brother Zhou, I suddenly feel like I'm having a hard time recently. How about we two discuss each other?"

Zhou Ziqing was taken aback.

"Senior brother, haven't you not fought with others for many years? Why do you suddenly want to compete?"

Guan Zhichen shook his head.

"Why so much nonsense, hurry up."

Half an hour later, Guan Zhichen nodded in satisfaction when he saw that Zhou Ziqing's clothes were almost the same as his just now, and he had also turned into a beggar's outfit.

"Brother, you still need to practice a lot."

Zhou Ziqing nodded in disgrace.

"I would like to follow the teachings of my senior brother, and I must practice more diligently."

When the two left Tianjian Peak one after the other, the calm expression on Guan Zhichen's face changed.

He came to Wang Luo's side.

"Wang Luo, what do you think of the sparring between me and my junior brother just now?"

Wang Luo nodded noncommittally.

"It's okay."

"Then, is there anything else that can be strengthened?"

"That's too much~" Wang Luo took out the Qinglian sword and began to draw.

"Your sword, if you move forward three inches and six minutes, there will be one more change."

"This sword should be like this, the effect will be much better."

Guan Zhichen looked at Wang Luo's guidance, and practiced with his guidance.

At the end, he nodded contentedly.

"Well, I feel like I'm stronger."

Wang Luo glanced at Guan Zhichen with a satisfied face, and once again felt that it was a mistake for him to come to Shushan. . . .

At the same time, Wang Wei was lost in thought as he looked at the hidden swords on the mountain behind the sword peak.

"Could it be that this Hidden Sword Peak is all swords? There is nothing else?"

Looking at the long sword that jumped into his hand, Wang Wei felt the message from the long sword, and regrettably threw it aside.

"You are fine, but unfortunately, we are not suitable."

He has been wandering under this cliff for three full days.

In the past three days, he saw countless long swords, many of which jumped into his hands impatiently after feeling his breath.

However, Wang Wei's concern is not with the sword.

He took out his long spear from the storage bag, looking at this long spear that accompanied him in many years of wars, and was personally built by Chen Bangen, the leader of the Tiangong Battalion of the Rejecting North Army, his eyes were full of reluctance.

As a weapon used in war, this gun is perfect in every aspect.

But as a cultivator's weapon, this gun can't keep up with the rhythm.

After all, he is just an ordinary soldier.

Fumbling all the way and walking, Wang Wei was a little disheartened.

"Could it be that I can only change from a spear to a sword?" Wang Wei looked at the spear in his hand, reluctantly.

"Let's take another look." Thinking of this, Wang Wei put the gun into the storage bag and continued walking.

(End of this chapter)