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

Chen Qingzhou was stunned. He didn't expect him to ask this. He quickly thought about it. "This question looks simple, but if it was really that simple, they wouldn't test me. I guess there are people with special abilities, not just ten fingers."

Xuanyuan Bojue saw Chen Qingzhou frowning slightly and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Can't you count on your fingers? It can't be more than a hundred, right?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Yes! Are the questions asked by our second young master so difficult?"

“Even a three-year-old child can answer this question!”

The young disciples who came to watch the fun gathered in circles, laughing and cheering for the Second Young Master.

Chen Qingzhou tried his best to concentrate and eliminate all noise. He thought carefully and realized that although the other party was arrogant, he was not a brainless idiot. He was probably asking this question to be mysterious. Instead of guessing, it was better to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.

After thinking about it, Chen Qingzhou's eyes lit up, "No need to play tricks, I guess these six people all have all ten fingers, a total of sixty!"

Xuanyuan Bojue's face changed drastically. He didn't expect the other party to give such a decisive answer.

Qianyu was still thinking hard about how to help Chen Qingzhou, but when she saw Xuanyuan Boyue's expression, she suddenly realized, "It turns out that someone has bad intentions."

Xuanyuan Bojue was furious and said, "You, you cheated!"

Qianyu took a step forward and stood in front of Chen Qingzhou. "You were the one who provoked us first, and you set the rules. How can we cheat?"

When Chen Qingzhou heard Qianyu say "we", his heart felt sweet.

Seeing his sweetheart protecting Chen Qingzhou, Xuanyuan Bojue's eyes gradually became cold.

"I won't let you win!"

Chen Qingzhou didn't know why he suddenly said this. Just as he was wondering, a golden light flashed from Xuanyuan Boye's right hand, and a sword light flew out, heading straight for the six young disciples!

Before everyone could react, there was a scream, and six disciples covered their right hands, rolling on the ground and wailing in pain.

Chen Qingzhou was horrified that Xuanyuan Bojue was so cruel that he cut off the five fingers of the right hands of the six disciples with one sword!

This is not only about defeating Chen Qingzhou, but also about venting anger.

Chen Qingzhou was furious, "What are you doing! It's just a joke, how can you hurt someone so casually?"

Xuanyuan Bojue's temperament was far more volatile than he had imagined. When he saw Chen Qingzhou questioning him righteously, he sneered, "The strong prey on the weak. The sword is in my hand, I can do whatever I want. When will it be your turn as an outsider to point fingers?"

Chen Qingzhou was furious. This man actually trampled on the lives and dignity of his compatriots at will. He was even more hateful than any monster!

"Fucking beast!"

Chen Qingzhou drew out the Wanzhong Sword with a "swish" and slashed towards Xuanyuan Bojue.

"Just in time!"

Xuanyuan Bojue had been wanting to take action for a long time, and immediately raised the Nine Yang Jade Sword to block.

With a crisp sound of diamond, Xuanyuan Bojue felt his palm go numb from being hit by a huge force. He did not expect the opponent's strength to be so strong.

Chen Qingzhou gained the upper hand with one strike, and intuitively felt the difference in attributes between the anti-demon master and the average warrior, and then kicked out, hitting Xuanyuan Bojue right in the abdomen.

"puff!"

The distinguished Second Young Master knelt down directly, lying on the ground like a dog that had eaten shit, curled up like a shrimp, sweating profusely from the pain.

All the young disciples were stunned. Everyone in the Xuanyuan family praised the Second Young Master. He was always the one who beat others, but no one had ever seen him being beaten.

Chen Qingzhou didn't expect that the victory could be achieved with just two moves. The opponent obviously underestimated him.

"stop!"

With a loud shout, everyone looked back. Xuanyuan Changqing had just returned from his father's place. When he saw this situation, he thought about his brother's temperament and could guess a bit about it.

Li Jianting quickly went over to help Xuanyuan Boyue up, "Are you okay, Second Young Master?"

Xuanyuan Bojue finally recovered and stared at Chen Qingzhou viciously.

Xuanyuan Zhangqing frowned when he saw that several of his disciples had lost five fingers on their right hands. However, he had just returned home after all, so he did not say much. "Someone, treat them quickly."

"Let me do it!"

As Chen Qingzhou spoke, he cut his palm and grabbed the broken fingers of the injured disciples one by one to help them recover.

The teenagers were in pain and fear, sweating profusely and their bodies trembling constantly.

Chen Qingzhou sighed, "Bear with it, it won't hurt in a while."

Although the wound can heal, the finger is gone forever and they will never be able to wield a sword again.

Xuanyuan Changqing shook his head and looked at his second brother, "You should go back and rest too."

Xuanyuan Bojue still stared at Chen Qingzhou, "Just wait!"

After saying that, he pushed Li Jianting away and ran away roaring.

After Chen Qingzhou treated the six disciples, he said to Xuanyuan Changqing: "Senior Brother, I..."

Xuanyuan Changqing waved his hand, "Don't say anything more, I don't blame you, Bo Jue is such a person, it's better for him to suffer a little loss."

Li Jianting also sighed, "Second Young Master is indeed spoiled. Only Master can control him. I think from now on, I should teach the three of them swordsmanship individually, right?"

Xuanyuan Changqing thought for a moment and nodded.

Li Jianting bowed and said, "Please follow me, everyone." Then he took the lead and went to the stone forest on the east side.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Qingzhou and his three companions moved away from the crowd and came to a quiet place on the easternmost side of Xuanyuan Stone Forest.

Li Jianting smiled and said, "Three of you, please don't take what happened just now to heart. No one will disturb us here, so let's practice here for the time being!"

Chen Qingzhou bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Li. We are new here and there are still many things we don't understand. I will definitely practice diligently with Senior Brother Li in the future."

Li Jianting smiled and said, "Elder Chen is too modest."

Afterwards, Li Jianting taught the three of them the Xuanyuan Dingtian Style.

This set of sword techniques was learned by the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family in the stone forest. The sword moves are sharp and fierce. It is an orthodox sword technique without any tricks, and is most suitable for consolidating the basics.

If there are six people with equal skills and tacit understanding, they can form the Xuanyuan Sword Formation to defeat the enemy with fewer troops, and the combat power will more than increase sixfold.

Chen Qingzhou carefully comprehended the essence of Xuanyuan Dingtian's mental method. In the past few days, he did not relax his practice of the Thunder and Thunder dual meridians. Unknowingly, his body movements became more agile.

Qianyu has already reached the level of a "Sword Immortal". She learned Li Jianting's skills after just one demonstration. Even when she uses her bare hands, the power is even greater. It's really true that comparison is the thief of frustrating.

Yu Mu was a little stupider. He was thinking hard and practicing with the iron sword all the time.

……

The days of training passed by in a flash, and five days later, it was the big day for the Xuanyuan family to worship their ancestors. From the head of the Xuanyuan family to the others, all the disciples had to pay homage to their ancestors.

Chen Qingzhou and the other two came here to learn skills, so naturally they had to follow the etiquette and laws of the Xuanyuan family.

On this day, the head of the Xuanyuan family led hundreds of disciples, dressed in white and with respectful expressions, and walked into the clan ancestral hall one by one.

The Xuanyuan family has dominated southern Yunnan for hundreds of years, assisting the Yujian Yan family in guarding the key points of the southern city, preventing monsters from places like Nanmanzhou from invading Zhongzhou and slaughtering people. They are the patron saints in the hearts of local people.

For hundreds of years, the Xuanyuan family has produced many great people and has been prosperous. Now it has been passed down to the generation of Xuanyuan Sword Emperor, who has carried on the tradition and promoted the moral spirit and mysterious swordsmanship of the Xuanyuan family. In particular, Xuanyuan Changqing won the championship in the last Dragon City Competition and made a name for the family. The family is now second only to the five major mysterious sects.

There is just one regret. Since the founding of the Xuanyuan family, only the first family head, Xuanyuan Wuhen, has cultivated his self-created unique skill, the Eight Desolate Sword Qi, to the highest realm of "Eight Swords Flying Together", and no family head in successive generations has been able to surpass him.

Although Xuanyuan Changqing is a man of great talent, not only does he possess the second-level life-enhancing technique "Zhurong", he is proficient in Tianshan martial arts and has mastered at least the first four styles of the Eight Desolate Sword Qi. However, the last three styles have always been practiced only by the head of the family, so it is too early to tell now.