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Volume 1 Chapter 24 The Sorrow of Dreams

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    The sun at Youshi threw its rays from the west, dyeing Chen Shaobai's clothes crimson.

    "I don't know if it was the light and heat conduction of the ball in the sky or the air therapy that played a role. He felt that the blood all over his body was boiling in an instant, and the pain in his body melted away immediately like winter snow meeting the spring sun.

    Opening his eyes suddenly, Chen Shaobai turned over and barely dodged the sword strike. The sharp sword directly smashed two thick bluestone floors into pieces. The hard gravel scratched his face, but it failed to hinder his movements.  Every cent.

    He ran wildly, the strong wind set off by the black ice sword raging behind him.

    Boom!  boom!  boom!

    ?????????????????????? The original layout and furnishings of a top-notch health care courtyard were ruined and turned into a mess. However, as the owner of this courtyard, Chen Chong did not dare to show any dissatisfaction with the perpetrator.

    "He can still be alive and kicking after being slashed by the master's sword. His life is probably tougher than the golden horned ox that is a specialty of Fengzhou. Poor mountains and harsh waters lead to unruly people. This is true!"

    Chen Chong now only hopes that Chen Shaobai will accept his fate and stop angering Chen Kuangyin, but he does not realize how outrageous the strong vitality Chen Shaobai showed in this swordsmanship competition.

    Seeing the bronze sword Mengde stuck upside down in an apricot tree, Chen Shaobai's eyes lit up, his legs tore through the earth like scissors, his body flashed, he stepped on the tree twice, and he jumped to a height of two feet.

    Pulling Meng De back from his hand, Chen Shaobai gritted his teeth. A ruthless aura brewed from more than a month of killings took hold of him, and he suddenly lifted his body into the air and twisted straight down. With the force of gravity, he fiercely pushed the bronze  The sword stabbed Chen Kuangyin below.

    Although this kind of action can increase the power of the thrust, it also loses mobility and the danger level reaches the full value. With one blow, you will die if you are victorious.

    But the difference in strength between the two was too great, but Chen Shaobai couldn't care too much. Between life and death, he actually fully stimulated his potential, twisted his whole body into one, and used the long sword in his hand to express it.

    For a moment, the strong wind completely covered the sword blade.

    This is definitely a superb sword performance!

    Chen Shaobai knows that the current situation is an unexpected one. As long as he can understand this process in the future, I am afraid that in less than two months, he will be able to reach the peak level of a swordsman and begin to explore the mysteries of the swordsman realm.

    Boom!

    With the thrust of the long sword, his body seemed to disappear directly, and Mengde in his hand turned into a thunder that judged all things, trying to kill all the existences in the way to the ground.

    If he could unleash such sword skills at will, then Chen Shaobai's accomplishments in "Emergency Thunder" would completely surpass its creator.

    Seeing Chen Shaobai falling from the sky, Chen Kuangyin held a long sword that looked like black ice, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "An epiphany on the spot? If this kid doesn't die after today, he can save at least five years of hard training."

    But he was surprised, and the movement of his hand did not stop at all. Facing the sword that was like a thunderous judgment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and stabbed out with the same straight sword.

    If Chen Shaobai's thorn is the mighty and magnificent thunder, then Chen Kuangyin's thorn is the soaring Dapeng that is silent and shocking. Most of the process of thrusting out the black ice sword seems to be calm, until the last two swords butt.  At that time, the brilliant youth bloomed.

    ??Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding!

    The sound of nine sword tip collisions merged into one sound. In an instant, Chen Kuangyin used the shaking of the long sword to wave out nine strong winds. The black ice-colored long sword and the bronze sword Mengde were rubbing against each other, exuding a familiar feeling.  The burnt taste of iron.

    Snapped!

    A soft sound represented the rupture and disintegration of the dream. The blue-red fragments penetrated Chen Shaobai's chest and limbs with huge kinetic energy and speed, and were stuck in the muscles and bones. The rushing blood immediately dyed him  The red and bloody man.

    What is broken is not only the sword, but also the heart that has become increasingly pampered due to consecutive victories.

    "Strongness cannot last forever, softness cannot be maintained."

    In a daze, Chen Shaobai suddenly understood this truth. As long as he is given two more months, his swordsmanship and state of mind will surely improve greatly.

    The inertia neutralized each other, and he landed right in front of Chen Kuangyin. The massive blood loss and pain on his body made his knees weak and he was about to fall to the ground, but he gritted his teeth and managed to straighten his back.

    "Kneel down, maybe I will spare your life."

    With a hint of joking on his face, Chen Kuangyin placed the black ice sword across Chen Shaobai's shoulders.

    The burnt iron, the fishy sweetness of blood and the smell of freshly turned grass are mixed together, and the strong sequelae caused by the air therapy are gradually coming over.The strong sense of hunger made Chen Shaobai's head a little confused. His hands and feet were weak, but he still gritted his teeth and two words came out of his mouth.

    "Don't kneel!"

    "Is your vanity really more important than your life?"

    "A man has gold under his knees. This is not vanity, but his integrity."

    ¡°Heh¡­then go die.¡±

    The sword wind whistled by, and Chen Shaobai felt a chill on his neck, but he felt nothing more.

    "It turns out that death is really painless Xiaomiao, I'm sorry. In the next life Huh?"

    Chen Shaobai closed his eyes and was recalling his life experiences, but suddenly felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, Chen Kuangyin was looking at him with a half-smile.

    He suddenly couldn¡¯t understand the cold-hearted guy in front of him.

    "To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the roots. I don't believe you don't understand this. Aren't you afraid that I will come back to take revenge when I become a master of swordsmanship in the future?"

    "I, Chen Kuangyin, am afraid of others' retaliation? It's a joke! It should be noted that 'a swordsman is easy to practice but a swordsman is difficult to become'. Except for a very small number of geniuses, 99% of swordsmen will be stuck in their original realm and cannot make any progress. For an almost  Non-existent possibilities, blood on your hands, not worth it.¡±

    Chen Kuangyin put the black ice sword into its sheath, looked at the Mengde sword with only half of it left in Chen Shaobai's hand, and sighed: "Mengde? What a pity for this three thousand fine workmanship, a good wind-cutting sword, use it  The people are really too weak."

    Seeing that the other party was talking about him, Chen Shaobai's doubts became more and more intense, so he tried to test: "I am only sixteen years old, and I have already reached the current level. I don't know if I am a genius, but I am definitely better than you back then."

    "There are thousands of precepts in sword practice, and the most important thing is jealousy. Want to provoke me? You are too young." Chen Kuangyin raised his chin slightly and looked at Chen Shaobai, who was covered in blood. "I am in a good mood today. I don't want to kill, so I will spare you."  One life, get out of here!¡±

    Don¡¯t want to break the habit of killing?

    Chen Shaobai thought of the previous blow to the head. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been killed by the sword. He knew that what the other party said was just an excuse.

    After taking a deep look at the broken Mengde, Chen Shaobai slowly sheathed the broken blade: "Chen Qingshuang, Li Qingzhi. These are the names of my mother and father, both of whom are deceased."

    "Perhaps it is a matter of customs in Qiu Huanquan. Ever since his memory of his previous life was enlightened at the age of two, he has always taken his mother's surname.

    While speaking, he kept staring at Chen Kuangyin's eyes, trying to get some clues from them, but the other party's reaction was flawless: "Oh? It's great that even a cunning person in the mountains can come up with such a tasteful name.  .¡±

    "A swordsman can be so powerful at the level of a swordsman, but I underestimated the heroes of the world. Wait for me for two months. In two months, we will have a fair fight again."

    "If you show mercy today, you will return it someday."

    After finishing speaking, Chen Shaobai turned around and left.

    Chen Kuangyin flicked his sleeves, straightened his purple gold crown, and said to Chen Chong without looking back: "Although your swordsmanship is much purer than Chen Shaobai's, he is more ruthless than you. In a fight, you may not be his opponent. This  Don¡¯t be entangled with him for a while. If you really want to decide whether to live or die, we can do it at the Muxi Sword Discussion in two months."

    "Yes! Patriarch!" This young handsome man, who was always arrogant and arrogant outside, was as obedient as a rabbit and as fearful as a tiger in front of his grandfather.

    Chen Kuangyin raised his eyebrows, and his words were extremely cold: "Also, Chen Wei lost the loyalty I rewarded, so let's punish his three clans."

    "Yes, the head of the family." Although Chen Chong was overwhelmed with emotion and wanted to fight for his dead lover, he did not dare to say any more nonsense due to the power of the other party.

    Chen Kuangyin walked out of the courtyard when a gust of wind came, blowing the golden robes. He took out a white jade ring with frost from his arms, stared at it for a while, and suddenly crushed it with force, as if it were broken into pieces.  A layer of heart knot and a layer of fetters have been lost.

    Walking against the wind, Chen Kuangyin murmured to himself: "As expected of that kid from Qingshuang, Chen Shaobai has only been practicing swordsmanship for less than three years. His swordsmanship talent is pretty good even if you look at the entire Fengzhou."

    "However, he has inherited the ambition and coldness of that little beast like Li Qingzhi. Even his cousin Chen Chong will be killed if he disagrees"

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