My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

Jianxi is located in a valley with treacherous terrain in the inner gate. There are criss-crossed sharp rocks everywhere, and the sharp sword intent is everywhere. There is only one kind of plant that can survive here, and that is the special spiritual sword tree in the gate.

The spirit sword tree resembles a pine tree, but it is much straighter. The wood is tough, and the leaves are like swords. If you accidentally touch your body, a wound will be drawn immediately.

Chu Zhou stepped into the valley and walked inward along the rushing stream. As he got deeper, traces of the former sages practicing swords could be seen everywhere. Tensioned.

Those with weaker cultivation bases will be injured immediately by the sword intent; those with weaker spirits will have their tense heartstrings broken in an instant.

Therefore, this place can indeed be regarded as a natural forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even if there are no restrictions on sect rules, ordinary disciples should not even think about entering it.

However, with the opening of the Jianxi Small Gathering, a large number of disciples have gathered outside the valley. They had no chance to enter the valley, but guarded the lower reaches of the stream outside the valley, hoping to catch the leak.

It's not that there is no such situation, but there are more monks and less food, and the competition is more intense.

When Chu Zhou entered the depths of the valley and came to the upper reaches of Jianxi, he realized that the twenty or thirty influential figures in the sect had already arrived.

At the top, there are nine people sitting cross-legged one by one, each of them is close to the stream, with devoted expressions.

By the last man, the stream divides into three branches, each of which is approximately the same size.

At this time, the remaining people are fighting for the ownership of these three branches.

After a while, these people were divided into three groups, five people in each group, and each found a good seat to sit down.

In addition to Chu Zhou, there were three men and one woman left. Although these four were also the top ten candidates for the inner sect, they ranked last in strength here and were not selected by any group.

One less person means less competition, and they have been excluded.

Of course, they can also sit at the bottom of the stream, and when the treasure appears, at least they have a better chance than those outside the valley, but no one will be willing.

Seeing Chu Zhou's arrival, the only woman among the four, after discussing with the other three, walked towards him.

"You are Junior Brother Chu from the outer sect, right? As you have seen, all the good positions here have been taken, and we have only two options left, either to take the next best thing, find a place to sit down and wait for the opportunity that may arise, or Team challenge."

This inner sect senior sister named Su Qing briefly introduced the rules, and Chu Zhou immediately understood what she meant.

The four of them were not reconciled, and now Chu Zhou was just five of them, so they wanted to draw Chu Zhou into a team and fight against the team that occupied a branch of a stream. As long as they won, they could get a good position.

Lu Lingxiao, who occupies the branch of the stream in the middle, was sitting on the edge of the stream, and said proudly: "Chu Zhou, form a team with them, this is your only chance. Besides, I hope you can challenge our group, I can't wait to suppress you before Dabi!"

After recuperating for this period of time, his injuries have recovered, his cultivation has improved, and his confidence has regained.

Chu Zhou stepped on him to rise to the top, and now he has defeated the Ziyun Sect disciple to gain the limelight. The better his performance, the more hatred in Lu Lingxiao's heart. He always feels that he is a stepping stone and a joke of the sect.

So he had long wanted to find a chance to defeat Chu Zhou and justify his name.

There was a burst of laughter by the stream. The only outer disciple present was naturally eye-catching, but they didn't care at all. So what if they defeated Ziyunzong's core disciple Ding Sheng, who here is worse than Ding Sheng?

The actual combat ability of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect is already superior to the disciples of the same rank in other sects.

Su Qing said: "Junior Brother Chu, you must not get on top. Now that Lu Lingxiao has recovered from his injury, his overall strength, apart from the top ten disciples, is the most difficult group present. Moreover, there are many masters in his group, and they are all Under Elder Lu's sect, we cooperate with each other tacitly, we need to think long-term."

On the other side of her stood a young man with a square face, holding a long sword with a deep red scabbard in his hand. I can't beat it, not to mention that the one who came is a laggard."

Su Qing covered her mouth and smiled lightly, she gave the young man a blank look, and said: "Zhu Jian, what are you talking about, we are all on the same boat now, we should not fight among ourselves, we should work together to win a tributary, otherwise we will gather together in this session I can't even drink the soup."

If it wasn't for the treasure, let alone Chu Zhou, even Zhu Jian and the other two, she wouldn't bother to talk to them, none of them were decent.

"I saw that only the group in the south is the weakest." Zhu Jian glanced at Chu Zhou with drooping eyelids, and ordered, "You will take the lead in a while to test out their level. The four of us can solve it. As long as we are fast enough and beat the others while this kid can hold on, then it will be easy to deal with."

Su Qing and the others nodded when they heard the words, thinking that what he said made sense, and they didn't care about Chu Zhou's thoughts at all.

Chu Zhou was quite happy with the invitation of the four to form a team, but these few conversations made him laugh. They not only looked down on him, but also treated him as a coolie. No temper?

Just when he was about to refuse, Zhuang Feiyu, who was sitting at the top, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I forgot to say, because Qi Sheng, the number one disciple of our Heavenly Sword Sect, hates appearing here because he doesn't use the things here. The grade of the treasure is too low, so I didn’t come. So, now there is an extra seat upstream, and I can choose one of you to sit here.”

"Request, the strongest one among you!" Zhuang Feiyu pulled out a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the fellow disciples below Jianxi playfully.

His words were out of good intentions, while creating a wave of hatred for Qi Sheng who stepped on him, at the same time, he also moved people's hearts with benefits, causing a rift between these teams.

In a word, the situation became tense in an instant. Some of the other eight people were indifferent to his grotesque hobby, and some of them were watching the excitement.

Just now they were comrades in the same team, but in the blink of an eye they became wary of each other and became the biggest competitors.

The four of Su Qing were stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic. For them who are at a disadvantage, this is simply a pie from heaven. The chances of winning a good position are greatly increased, and there is even a glimmer of hope to occupy the core position.

The next moment, the four of them drew their swords at the same time, and all of them aimed at Chu Zhou. Every shot was a killer move, without any mercy.

The so-called team formation has become a joke. One less person means one less competitor. Chu Zhou, who is the weakest in their consciousness, is that soft persimmon.

It is a truth that everyone understands that persimmons should be picky and soft, but sometimes it will bring unbearable consequences if you miss it.