Nine Turns Sword God

The faces of the two people were full of horror!

"Master of the family, we realize our mistake!"

"Please don't kill us!"

After saying that, the two of them wanted to hug Zhu Jun's feet.

"roll!"

Zhu Jun kicked him away, furious: "What do you want me to do?"

"Who did you lie to before? Go and beg them to see if they are willing to forgive you?"

There was despair in their eyes.

There are dozens, if not hundreds, of people who have been deceived by them.

You all want them to die, how can you forgive them?

Suddenly, Li Yan thought of something, crawled to Chu Shaoyang's feet, and kowtowed.

"Mr. Chu, you are the benefactor of the Zhu family. As long as you let go, we will do anything for you!"

He smashed his forehead and his eyes were dizzy, but he did not dare to relax at all.

Chu Shaoyang looked indifferent: "It's your own fault!"

At this time, Li Yan and Brother Niu were completely desperate!

He was dragged away by the guards in the pavilion, beaten with sticks and screamed, and soon became silent.

Zhu Jun looked helpless and said apologetically: "Mr. Chu, I'm telling you a joke."

Chu Shaoyang chuckled: "It doesn't matter, now that I have the things, I'll go back first."

"Wait!"

Zhu Jun quickly stopped Chu Shaoyang and took out a letter.

"This is the audition recommendation letter. I just got it. I didn't expect this to happen."

"However, it's just right to leave it to the young master."

Chu Shaoyang accepted the letter, thanked him, and left Xingyue Pavilion.

Everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang with a look of fear in their eyes.

"It turns out that he is Chu Shaoyang, the fierce man who killed the heads of two ancient clans in less than a month after entering the city!"

"The Zhu family is today thanks to Chu Shaoyang. How dare they provoke Chu Shaoyang?"

"You deserve to die!"

Chu Shaoyang returned to Wangyue Residence and came to the backyard.

After taking out the materials he just bought, he activated the ancient flame dragon fire and tempered it quietly.

Two hours later, the material was tempered.

He took out the Eternal Daoyuan Sword and filled the gap with the tempered material.

Maintain the flame and keep burning the Eternal Daoyuan Sword.

Repairing a second-grade spiritual weapon is still very difficult for him now.

However, he has the Secret Book of Hundred Refinements and Heart Training with him.

It's only a matter of time before it's completely restored.

Taking advantage of this period of time, while repairing the long sword, he quietly studied the Secret Code of Hundred Refinements and Heart Training.

Half a month later, a sword cry was heard in the courtyard, soaring into the sky!

Chu Shaoyang stood up, holding the Eternal Daoyuan Sword in his hand, and thrust out with one sword.

The long sword buzzed and trembled, and golden light spread all over it.

Not only has the gap been repaired, but the sword's charm has doubled compared to before!

"Unexpectedly, not only was the Eternal Daoyuan Sword repaired this time, but the sword was also upgraded to a fourth-grade spiritual weapon!"

In the past half month, Chu Shaoyang has been tempering his sword with ancient flame dragon fire.

Whenever the power is exhausted, use elixirs to replenish it.

Refining elixirs and tempering swords are both correct.

At the same time, you must also understand the secret code of the Hundred Refinements and Heart Training.

In just half a month, a fourth-grade spiritual weapon was tempered.

If it were an ordinary fourth-grade master-level weapon refiner, it would take a month to complete the sword tempering.

But Chu Shaoyang possesses the ancient flame dragon fire, which can shorten the tempering time by half!

The level of weapon refining has reached the threshold of a fourth-grade master-level weapon refiner and can refine fourth-grade spiritual weapons.

"You kid can also refine weapons?"

Outside the window, Qian Laoer looked at him like a monster, opening his mouth in surprise.

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Is it difficult to refine weapons?"

Qian Laoer was speechless for a moment and said angrily: "You're still pretending!"

"By the way, I've already found out all the information you asked me to find out."

He gave Chu Shaoyang a letter, which contained the entire process of the Hundred Cities Hunting War.

"What? Half a month has passed since the first round of auditions?"

Chu Shaoyang exclaimed.

Qian Laoer looked strange: "You didn't know it until now, did you?"

"The audition started seven days ago and lasts for one month."

"If you don't sign up, you have no chance of getting into the top ten and advancing to the next round."

Chu Shaoyang sighed in annoyance.

When Zhu Jun gave him the invitation letter, he thought he knew it, so he didn't elaborate.

Fortunately, there is still half a month left, so there is still time!

"Be optimistic about Wangyueju!"

After leaving such a sentence, Chu Shaoyang hurried to the registration office.

Qian Laoer shook his head helplessly: "The first time I saw him, I signed up seven days late."

…

The registration office is at the entrance of a main hall, just a simple wooden house.

There were only a few people at this time, most of them were warriors with weak strength or who came from other cities and had just received letters of recommendation.

Chu Shaoyang came to the wooden house, but there was no one in the house.

He frowned slightly and asked a short warrior beside him.

"Where is the person responsible for registration?"

The short warrior sighed: "Elder Zhao just left and went to drink tea."

"Listen to what he means, they are all discarded goods anyway, so it's good to come here every three days."

"How long will it take to wait?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the warriors who were already filled with resentment all agreed.

"This Zhao Wuji is just a newly promoted elder who is responsible for registration. He really thinks he is a person!"

"I heard that the first people to sign up have already accumulated thousands of points."

"If it's three days later, the audition will be over soon, and it's useless to sign up!"

Everyone was full of resentment.

Chu Shaoyang was puzzled: "Why not go to Zhao Wuji to sign up?"

"Looking for him?"

The short warrior shook his head: "Zhao Wuji is at the third level of the True Martial Realm, and he is famous for his bad temper."

"Anyone who angers him will either die or be injured."

"Even if all of us put together, we are no match for him. What's the point of going there? Are you looking for death?"

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly.

Three more days later, there are only eleven days left.

The longer you wait, the lower your chances of advancement.

"I'll go find him!"

After saying that, Chu Shaoyang was about to leave.

All the warriors looked at Chu Shaoyang with sarcastic expressions.

"Why are you looking for him? Are you going to die?"

"At your age, if you want to participate in an audition, you might as well go back and practice for another three to five years."

"If you participate now, you will just die."

Chu Shaoyang glanced at everyone and sneered: "You are as timid as a mouse, what kind of audition are you participating in?"

"Go back and practice for another thirty or fifty years!"

"you!"

Everyone was furious and cursed Chu Shaoyang for being ignorant of praise.

Chu Shaoyang was too lazy to pay attention to them and was about to leave when the short warrior came over again.

He hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I'll take you there!"

"I also want to sign up. As long as I can get into the first thousand, I can help my father!"

"Let's see who dares to call me trash!"

Seeing the way he clenched his fists, Chu Shaoyang felt a little sympathetic.

The short warrior asked with a smile: "What do you call me, Your Excellency?"

"Chu Shaoyang."

The short warrior was stunned for a moment.

Isn't Chu Shaoyang the fierce man who destroyed the Wu family and killed the head of the Xu family?

But he looked at Chu Shaoyang for a long time and gave up the idea.

In his opinion, except for his young age, Chu Shaoyang was completely different from the Chu Shaoyang in the rumors.

Maybe it's just the same name.

"My name is Jin Feng, from a five-hundred-year-old clan, the young master of the Jin family."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and let Jin Feng lead the way.

Jin Feng walked in front, looking a little timid.

Soon, the two came to the door of a teahouse.

Jin Feng stopped, a little scared: "Zhao Wuji is inside."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and walked into the teahouse with his head held high.

As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly and asked: "Who is Zao Wuki?"