Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

On the way, the three talked with the leading disciple and learned that the head of the Xuanyuan family had three disciples who were taught swordsmanship by him personally, while the rest of the disciples were guided by these three disciples.

The eldest disciple, Lu Tang, has a bold personality and superb swordsmanship. He has been in the Xuanyuan family since he was a child and can be considered half-son of the family head. However, he had an accident many years ago and was seriously injured, so he usually does not come out to meet guests.

The second disciple, Li Jianting, only became a disciple of the head of the Xuanyuan family at the age of twenty. However, he had excellent talent, made rapid progress in swordsmanship, and was serious and steady, so he took on the responsibility of teaching other disciples.

The third disciple, Fang Chu, is young and energetic with a quick mind. He has always been responsible for external contacts. However, he was careless and injured in the battle with the Qiansui Alliance yesterday and needs to rest for a few days.

As they were chatting, they were already approaching the Xuanyuan Stone Forest. From afar, they saw more than a hundred white-robed disciples practicing martial arts and swordplay in unison. There were three people standing in the front, who were the two Xuanyuan brothers and Li Jianting.

Chen Qingzhou and the other two stepped forward quickly, and Li Jianting introduced: "What they are practicing now is the Xuanyuan family's basic swordsmanship, the 'Xuanyuan Thirteen Swords', which is the only way to practice the supreme martial arts, the Eight Desolate Sword Qi."

Just as Chen Qingzhou was about to ask for details, a golden light suddenly shot towards him, heading straight for his face.

Xuanyuan Changqing didn't even turn his head, he raised his left hand and blocked it with the hilt of the sword. As soon as they fought, he knew that the golden light was not powerful and was just a feint to test.

But Chen Qingzhou was unaware of this and looked coldly at Xuanyuan Bojue who had attacked him.

Seeing his fellow disciples being bullied, Qianyu asked, "What are you doing?"

Xuanyuan Bojue was still brooding over what happened yesterday, and after hearing what Qianyu said, he became even more angry, but he still smiled and said, "Junior sister, don't get me wrong. I learned that Elder Chen is Sect Master Duan's top disciple, and that he has been nurtured by God, so his martial arts skills must be top-notch. That's why I came to ask for your advice, but..."

Although he hadn't finished speaking, all the disciples heard the sarcasm in his words. They usually followed Xuanyuan Bojue's lead, but now they immediately fanned the flames and ridiculed him.

Chen Qingzhou didn't want to argue with this dandy boy, but he actually dared to slander his master, so he immediately said seriously: "The cultivation of the masters of the past generations is naturally profound. I, a small disciple, can't even compare to them even if I die. But if the second young master wants to experience Tianshan martial arts, there are plenty of opportunities. Chen will not let you down!"

"Okay!" Xuanyuan Bojue sneered, as if waiting for Chen Qingzhou to counterattack.

The most embarrassed person was Xuanyuan Changqing, whose palms and backs were made of flesh and blood, and he was really in a dilemma.

"Master!"

At this time, a disciple came and said to Xuanyuan Changqing: "Young Master, the master wants you and Senior Brother Li to come over to discuss an important matter."

Xuanyuan Changqing nodded and said to everyone, "Second brother, you are practicing swords here, don't cause trouble. Qingzhou and the others are guests, you must take good care of them."

Then he signaled to Li Jianting, and the two of them walked away quickly.

Several disciples took the opportunity to make a noise, "Elder Chen, please show us some of your skills so we can open our eyes!"

"That's right! You're not just talking nonsense!"

"It's okay if you don't dare to fight, just give in!"

Before Chen Qingzhou could speak, Qianyu spoke first, "Okay, then you two should compete to see who is better in swordsmanship of the Xuanyuan family or my God-given martial arts!"

"Okay! I'll follow what Junior Sister says!"

Xuanyuan Bojue held the sword in his hand, with an expectant look on his face, wishing he could beat Chen Qingzhou into a pig's head right away to prove his strength in front of Qianyu.

Qianyu was strong to begin with, and didn't want his master to be humiliated, so he deliberately suppressed Xuanyuan Boyue's arrogance, "Let's first tell you what it's like, what if we win, what if we lose?"

Xuanyuan Boyue looked Chen Qingzhou up and down, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, "Let's play a best-of-three game. The loser must kneel down and kowtow to the other party three times and ask for advice sincerely. As for what to compete, you and me, plus Junior Sister Qianyu, each of us will come up with a question, how about that?"

Chen Qingzhou already had a general understanding of Xuanyuan Boyue's cultivation, and he was not afraid of him, "Okay, if the Second Young Master wants to spar with me, I will accompany you."

Xuanyuan Bojue was overjoyed, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Very good! Ask the questions!"

Chen Qingzhou thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have ice at home?"

Xuanyuan Bojue was startled. It was the hottest summer now, and ice was a rare commodity. However, the Xuanyuan family was not an ordinary family, so they naturally had it. Are you sweating from fear? Do you want to calm down? "

"Hahahaha!"

The disciples watching burst into laughter.

Chen Qingzhou remained calm, "Stop talking nonsense, go get it if you have one, the bigger the better!"

Xuanyuan Bojue said to a disciple, "Go to the ice cellar and get some of the biggest ice!"

After a long time, more than a dozen disciples used several wooden carts to transport several huge blocks of ice, each of which was three meters high.

Xuanyuan Bojue was at home and asked confidently, "What are we competing for?"

Chen Qingzhou pointed to two pieces of ice of similar size and said, "Both of our sects practice pure yang internal energy, so let's compete in melting ice with internal energy. Whoever completely melts the ice into water first will win."

Xuanyuan Bojue thought in his mind that the Xuanyuan family was famous for their sword skills, but their internal strength was indeed not as good as the Tianci sect. However, judging from the boy's reaction to the sneak attack just now, his internal strength was not deep, so there was hope for this battle!

Both of them walked to the ice with confidence.

"start!"

At Qianyu's command, the two did not dare to delay and immediately used all their life's skills.

Chen Qingzhou placed his palms together, pushed his hands forward, and formed a magic seal. A strong red flame immediately condensed between his palms, and under the heat, the ice began to melt gradually.

Xuanyuan Bojue focused his mind, channeled his inner strength through his major meridians to his fingertips, then forced it out and stabbed at the huge iceberg. Although the sword force was fierce, it was not as direct as the burning of flames.

Qianyu watched it clearly from the side. She believed in the advantage of God-given internal strength. She turned her head to look at Xuanyuan Boyue's direction and saw that his speed was not slow either. She couldn't help but worry for Chen Qingzhou again.

Ten minutes passed, Chen Qingzhou was exhausted and sweating, and finally only a little bit of the huge ice was left.

Although Xuanyuan Bojue used the sharp sword energy to pierce the ice into pieces on the ground, it did not completely turn into water.

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, he turned his fingertips and a sword energy immediately pierced Chen Qingzhou's eyes!

"Beware!"

Chen Qingzhou was concentrating on practicing martial arts with all his strength without distraction, and Qianyu quickly reminded him.

By the time Chen Qingzhou saw the sword energy clearly, it was too late. He hurriedly turned his head to avoid it, but the sword energy still left a bloody mark on his forehead.

As blood dripped from his forehead, he finally melted the ice completely.

"Despicable! You sneak attack again!"

Qianyu's pretty face was frosty.

Xuanyuan Bojue quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister, I accidentally shot the wrong direction. It was not a deliberate sneak attack. I can swear!"

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Qingzhou held Qianyu and stared at Xuanyuan Boyue, "His sword is not sharp enough, and the wound has healed."

"Hahaha!"

Xuanyuan Bojue thought Chen Qingzhou was frightened and was about to ridicule him, but he found that the wound on his forehead was stopping bleeding and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, it disappeared.

"You...what kind of magic is this?"

Chen Qingzhou shook his head. "It seems that you haven't been enlightened yet. Young man, you still have a long way to go!"

Xuanyuan Bojue was completely stunned. He did not expect that Chen Qingzhou was actually an anti-demon warrior. There were no more than a hundred such strong men in the entire human race.

According to the rules set previously, Chen Qingzhou won this round.

Xuanyuan Bojue calmed his mind. It seemed that if he wanted to defeat the opponent, he had to think of other ways.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chen Qingzhou said, "It's your turn to ask the questions. If you don't, I'll leave."

Xuanyuan Bojue's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the disciples behind him, "You guys, stand over here!"

Six little disciples, aged fifteen or sixteen, were pushed out and stood in a row.

"Put your hands behind your back!"

Xuanyuan Bojue snorted coldly and said to Chen Qingzhou: "Guess how many fingers these six people have combined?"