My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

Who is Chu Zhou? No one in the entire Tianjianzong knows who Chu Zhou is.

At first, as an outer disciple, he defeated Chu Ping, who had just entered the inner sect, with his high-level basic swordsmanship, and then defeated the injured inner sect genius Lu Lingxiao head-on.

If these two victories can't explain anything, then he later defeated the core disciple of Ziyunzong to win glory for the master, and Jianxi Xiaoju defeated Mu Yueyun with a sword, it is enough to show his current strength, he is no longer a disciple of the outer sect can imagine.

However, Zheng Shuo chose to challenge him. Everyone thought he was a little unwise. Although you just won the first place in the outer sect, you can't be better than Mu Yueyun, right?
Although Chu Zhou is in an awkward position, many inner disciples are unwilling to meet him in the competition.

Moreover, Chu Zhou didn't want to fight with Zheng Shuo, and felt that he was a bit bullying the small, not because he looked down on him, but because the difference in realm was too great.

If it's a life-and-death battle, the realm doesn't necessarily explain anything, but when it comes to the ring battle, the difference in realm is a gap.

"Are you sure you want to challenge me?" Chu Zhou glanced at him and asked.

He asked this out of good intentions, but Zheng Shuo had already put on a posture on the martial arts stage, and he hooked his left hand very provocatively.

"Senior Brother Chu, I have thoroughly studied your moves and routines!"

Zheng Shuo had a winning expression on his face, and said loudly: "I'm sorry, I will let you be my foil this time, I don't want to climb up a little bit, I want to take you to prove my strength to the head and the elders !"

"By defeating you, I will be able to prove my talent, gain enough attention, and more cultivation resources. I will go forward indomitably in the future. My goal is to be the top ten in the inner sect!"

His words became more and more high-spirited and excited. What he meant was that he used Chu Zhou as a stepping stone, and he didn't take him seriously at all, thinking that he was settled.

Chu Zhou grinned, and finally realized how outrageous the things circulating in the door were. In just one day, everyone felt that as long as they could survive his sword-drawing skills, they could beat him.

This is the hidden danger of rapid rise, the foundation is not stable, and it always gives others the feeling that there is room to exploit.

The headmaster and elders sitting above looked at each other, and they still didn't quite understand Zheng Shuo's train of thought, but if he could really defeat Chu Zhou, he would indeed fight across the ranks as he said, and it was worth cultivating.

On the stage, there were ten outer gates, some were shocked, and some regretted not falling. At this moment, Chu Zhou seemed to be a soft persimmon at the mercy of others.

Chu Zhou was very speechless, jumped onto the martial arts stage, and immediately all irrelevant people withdrew.

"That's fine, I'll give you a chance, let's make a move." Chu Zhou said lightly. In his mind, these are indifferent things. The practice is for himself, and he doesn't care about his external reputation.

Since someone challenged me, I just took the opportunity to discuss and see if I could trigger the system to practice automatically.

He thought it was normal for Zheng Shuo to take the lead, but Zheng Shuo shook his head.

"Senior brother Chu, is it to lure me to attack so that I can draw my sword and defeat me?"

"I've seen through your reality a long time ago. You only have the power of a sword. How could I be fooled?"

"Do you know how much preparation I have made for this? You practice the wind-following footwork, and I will also practice the wind-following footwork, and practice it to perfection, just to avoid your sword blow!"

"You have no chance to hit me. In this battle, you have no hope of winning at all! I am born with supernatural power, and I have cultivated the mountain-shaking sword technique that is most suitable for me. The power of my sword is even stronger than many brothers in the inner sect. Be strong, as long as I don't take the initiative to attack and dodge your sure-killing sword, then what will you use to fight me?"

Zheng Shuo carried the broad sword, flitted back away from Chu Zhou, and said with a big smile, "Brother Chu, accept your fate, I have a natural physique to make up for the gap in realm, but your flowing swordsmanship is restrained by me. At that moment, you are destined to be defeated by my sword!"

Regarding Zheng Shuo's innate supernatural power, Chu Zhou has also seen his competition before. His strength and speed are indeed far beyond the body-forging state. Even in the foundation-building stage, it is rare, and he can be called an extraordinary talent.

In actual combat, what is emphasized is a confrontation between strength and speed, and skill is a later matter, otherwise there will be no such thing as a power reduction of ten.

The disciples in the audience exploded. Facing Zheng Shuo's arrogance, their expressions were complicated. Zheng Shuo, who seemed to be rough and single-minded, had such a delicate mind and made complete preparations in advance. Most people can't do it.

This battle seemed to really fulfill Zheng Shuo.

The top ten members of the inner sect had different expressions, and Guo Wentu, who also practiced Liuguang swordsmanship, had an unpleasant look on his face. He felt that he had been harmed by Chu Zhou and was also targeted.

Lu Lingxiao quietly looked at Chu Zhou on the stage, and shook the spirit sword in his hand. He agreed with Chu Zhou to decide the outcome in a big competition, but if Chu Zhou really lost to Zheng Shuo, maybe it was really him. Too high to look at him.

Chu Zhou on the stage had a toothache. He didn't understand where Zheng Shuo got his confidence. Even if you are very talented, don't you take it for granted?

"I let you make a move to give you a chance to make a move. After all, I am of a higher level than you, so I should let you go first. Let me ask you again, do you really want to make a move first?"

He was getting impatient.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Shuo smiled even more heartily, and at the same time took a few steps back again. He had already reached the edge of the ring, ready to deal with his sword strike at any time, and said with a confident smile: "Senior brother Chu, I see through the truth and become angry from embarrassment. Is it? Your size is nothing more than that!"

Chu Zhou shook his head slightly. This man is really hopeless, and it can be seen that the rumors are harmful.

He didn't want to say any more, he didn't even draw out his sword, he just raised his right hand, pinched his sword finger and swipe lightly at Zheng Shuo who was in the distance.

There was a sharp snort, and in the next moment, Chu Zhou's finger passed, leaving a slender white awn in the air, which exploded into a sharp sword aura of nearly ten feet in a short while, dazzling and dazzling, like a crescent moon in the sky. Skimming across the ring, he arrived in front of Zheng Shuo in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the howling sound of the air being cut spread far away.

Everyone on and off the stage was shocked. Before, they only knew that when Chu Zhou drew his sword, the sword energy was as powerful as the moon, but now he could release such powerful sword energy with just a single stroke.

Zheng Shuo, who was on the edge of the ring, was dumbfounded. At the critical moment, he instinctively stood in front of him with both hands holding swords, using his natural power to forcibly shake the sword energy.

when!
There was an ear-piercing sound from the point where the sword energy and the blade collided, and the strong wind formed by the impact swept away, making people unable to open their eyes.

Zheng Shuo exerted all his strength, the veins on his forehead burst open, and the jaws of his hands were bursting with blood. Even so, he was still under the pressure of the bright sword, and his feet used the skill of the heavy drop, but he was still unaffected. Controlled to be forced back.

Bang!
Just counting the time, Zheng Shuo, who was already on the edge of the ring, fell down irresolutely. The aftermath of the sword energy lost its balance and flew out of the ring for a certain distance, and dissipated due to no one controlling it.

The elder in charge of the referee rushed to check on Zheng Shuo's condition, and saw that he was seriously injured inside and outside, especially his hands were broken, so he hurriedly took him away for treatment.

Everyone couldn't forget his dazed eyes, as if they couldn't believe that he was defeated just like that.

In fact, it's not just him.