My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

The Tianjianzong dance hall is located at the junction of the courtyards of the disciples of the inner and outer sects, in an open place halfway up the mountain. There are waterfalls hitting rocks nearby, and the mountains are far away.

The performance stage is purely made of bluestone, tough and smooth, supplemented by the blessing of formations, ordinary disciples compete on it, and the moves that miss and fail can't even leave a white mark on the stage.

It was extremely lively here today, everyone actually gave up the opportunity to compete and gathered around the stage to watch.

"The top ten disciples of the inner sect are really outstanding. Senior Sister Bai's move of Feibo Shuyue and sword energy flying across the sky is really as beautiful as Fairy Guanghan!"

"Can you stop being a nympho, Senior Sister Bai is something you can covet?"

"Senior brother Deng has always been known for his strength, and his swordsmanship is infinitely powerful. Even if he faces the light and quick senior sister Bai, he still won't fall behind."

When Chu Zhou came here, he was also surprised by the scene that was far more lively than usual, but the next moment he was deeply attracted by the two figures on the stage who were astonished.

Jing Bojian Baiyue is the third among the top ten disciples of the inner sect. He is already at the peak of the foundation establishment stage, and his strength is even comparable to some elders.

The sword moved lightly, and every move and every style aroused wind howls and piercing ears. The sword energy was like cold light, shining so that everyone's eyes were stinging.

Applying spiritual power to swordsmanship to generate sword energy is something that only foundation-building monks can do. Chu Zhou, like the onlookers below the stage, all showed envious expressions.

It's just that many of the male disciples look like Brother Pigs. Bai Yue's cold face and graceful figure always make them scream when their figures flicker.

The male disciple who competed with Bai Yue ranked fourth among the top ten disciples of the inner sect. Deng Pengfei, who shook the mountain sword, was not very old, but his cultivation level was not much worse than Bai Yue's. The epee the size of a door panel was danced so vigorously by him that Bai Yue couldn't take advantage of it at all.

The female disciples who supported him were no less than the male disciples who supported Bai Yue. The two fought inextricably on stage, and the cheering shouts from the audience were also in full swing.

"Ding, the basic swordsmanship has been stimulated by foreign swordsmanship, not to be outdone and pursued courageously, accumulating experience points..."

Chu Zhou didn't expect the system to react as soon as he came to the martial arts field. He looked at the system interface in amazement, and saw a golden light suddenly burst out from the column of basic sword skills, breaking through the shackles and breaking through to the fourth level.

Immediately, flashes of inspiration sprung up one after another like mushrooms after rain, and his understanding of the way of the sword continued to improve in an instant, directly reaching 50% of the fourth level, and it was still growing.

Different from the realm of the first three levels of practice makes perfect, the fourth level of basic swordsmanship can already allow the swordsman to control the sword in his hand. If Chu Zhou is now in the foundation building stage, he can use the sword energy without even practicing. Against the enemy.

The seemingly simple basic swordsmanship is actually closely related to the potential of swordsmanship.

Chu Zhou exhaled heavily, but his face was full of joy, but he couldn't suppress it. It really deserves to be a system that can only be activated in ten years. This function is so powerful!

The basic swordsmanship that absorbed the essence of the swordsmanship of the two people on the stage finally stopped at the 90% experience of the fourth level. They could no longer provide Chu Zhou with more ideas and insights, and naturally they could not continue to improve.

However, this trip proved the power of the system, and Chu Zhou was already very satisfied. When the discussion on the stage ended in a draw and all the disciples dispersed, a piercing mocking voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey, isn't this an idiot who has practiced for ten years and is still in the early stage of physical training, and has lost the face of our Chu family? Why, why don't you do odd jobs at the foot of the mountain and come to see your brothers and sisters discussing each other? Could it be that you still have a problem with the big exam in January? What can't be imagined?"

The owner of the voice was a muscular young man named Chu Ping. He was Chu Zhou's nominal cousin and the son of the current head of the Chu family.

When his father, who was the number one master of the Chu family when he was young, was still there, no one in the entire Chu family dared to say a cruel word to him. This Chu Ping was like a fart, but when his father died strangely, everything changed. .

Chu Zhou glanced at Chu Ping, who kept sneering, and several of his followers of the Chu family. He turned around and wanted to leave without saying a word. He had no time to waste here.

However, Chu Ping didn't care about the friendship when he was young, and with a wave of his hand, a few servants next to him stopped him, saying: "I saw my cousin didn't even say hello, as expected of the son of a bastard, he didn't even have any manners."

A burly servant cracked his hands and said with a sinister smile, "Brother Ping, this bastard has died a long time ago, so how can he have any upbringing? As his relatives, we should teach him how to be a talent." yes."

"Chu Zhou, it was your father who implicated the family back then, and my father was also killed by your father! I said earlier, let me see you again, and I will beat you once. You dare to come out today. I will beat you to death!" You can't!" There was another grumpy guy who had already rolled up his sleeves.

Chu Zhou's face darkened, and he was already a little angry: "There is no conclusion about what happened back then. Anyway, my father also sacrificed for the family. If you are so presumptuous, don't blame me for not thinking about the kinship."

He gave a few people enough face, but Chu Ping and the others seemed to have heard a big joke, and they all burst into laughter, even the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were watching the excitement nearby couldn't help laughing.

Chu Zhou shook his head and laughed: "Brat, today you are full of courage. But you have lived on a dog for ten years, and you can't even break through the initial stage of physical training. Who gave you the courage to speak nonsense? Cousin, I just Breaking through to the foundation building stage and becoming an inner disciple, I am in a good mood today, as long as you kneel down and kowtow a few times to apologize to brother, you can avoid a beating, otherwise, hehe."

The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples onlookers booed, "Chu Ping, you're really embarrassed. Just after being promoted to the inner sect, you go to bully an outer sect disciple. It's too cheap!"

"It's gone, what's so interesting about crushing the game."

The crowd shouted loudly, but none of them dispersed. Being watched by them, Chu Ping's vanity was greatly satisfied, he cupped his hands around, and said loudly: "Brothers, it's not that I, Chu Ping, made things difficult for this kid, but because of Letting this trash enter our Heavenly Sword Sect, his incompetent mother owed him a lot of favors, and even borrowed a large sum of money from our clan for his cultivation."

"Just relying on the money his mother earns from doing chores and washing dishes every day, he will never even think about paying it back in this life. After a few days, this waste will definitely be kicked out of the sect, and it will be difficult to find any decent work. Tell me, what do they pay back?" Huh? As a cousin, I'm really worried that the two of them will renege on their debts in this lifetime."

"So, while I can still see him now, I have to remind him? I'm doing this for his own good, teaching him to be a man, hahaha."

It seems to be the norm for the weak to be bullied by waves of harsh laughter.

Chu Zhou, who was ignorant of the world back then, always thought that no matter what his father sacrificed for the family, his mother would definitely be taken care of by the family.

Today when Chu Ping told the cruel reality, Chu Zhou felt an unknown fire, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pulled out the wooden sword behind his back to practice. The point was between Chu Ping's eyebrows!
Quick, sure!
The status quo was changing so fast that the crowd around the audience were a little dizzy, and Chu Ping's attendant was even more bewildered.

A knowledgeable brother in the crowd shouted in amazement: "No way, this is the seventh move of basic swordsmanship, returning to the wind and snow, how could he, an outer disciple, do it?"

The disciples who didn't understand hurriedly asked for advice, and this senior brother got excited and said: "Basic swordsmanship is divided into nine levels, and each level has its own special features. After practicing the fourth level, you can already master the swordsmanship by heart. Returning to the wind and snow The most important thing about a move is to be unexpected, to reach the peak, and this is also the signature move of the fourth layer, which is extremely fierce."

"Nowadays, not many of our Heavenly Sword Sect, even the disciples of the inner sect, have mastered it!"

After what he said, everyone in the audience looked at Chu Zhou with admiration.

But at this time, Chu Zhou had long been indifferent to other things, and glared at Chu Ping like a ferocious beast, "What are you talking about? My father sacrificed for the family, why didn't my mother get the family's compensation?"

His mother is his only relative in the world, and no one can offend him.

Chu Ping, who was subdued by his sword, was stunned for a moment, and blood rushed to his cheeks, full of embarrassment and anger.

You must know that Chu Ping is a dignified foundation-building stage monk, an inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and was actually taken down by a sword from an outer disciple of the body-training stage. If it gets out, how can he continue to hang around in the Heavenly Sword Sect?
Coupled with the crowd watching and booing, Chu Ping was full of blood, and he stretched out his right hand regardless, and slapped the wooden sword in front of him with one palm. boat neck.

"You dare to attack me? Go to hell!"

This move is most suitable for close-to-body combat. It is fierce and dangerous, and it is impossible to defend against it. However, with Chu Ping's foundation-building stage cultivation base, it is absolutely sure against Chu Zhou, who is in the body-building stage, under normal circumstances.

In order to save face, only by capturing Chu Zhou beautifully can the aftermath of this matter be resolved. This is the most perfect solution Chu Ping can think of.

However, there was an accident. Although Chu Zhou's cultivation was not good enough, his basic swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and his knowledge and reaction were greatly improved. With a light flip of his right hand, he hit Chu Ping's left wrist with the hilt , with the skill of four or two strokes of a thousand catties, he missed his grasping momentum, and at the same time he took a flying step, and the broken sword in his right hand quickly thrust out again, but the next moment, the broken sword arrived at Chu Ping's throat.

The gaps of the broken sword were uneven, a wooden thorn had pierced into Chu Ping's skin, and bright red blood dripped out.

The first time, it can be said to be unexpected, so what is the second time?

At this time, Chu Ping really felt the threat of death, and the stinging pain from his neck made his back feel chills, and he didn't dare to move any more, and begged for mercy loudly in desperation: "Cousin, don't act recklessly, It is my fault."