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Volume 1 Chapter 29 Human life is despised

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    "Ji Lei? With this kind of low-level sword manual, you can practice from scratch to a peak swordsman in less than half a year. With such a talent, even if you look at the entire Kyushu, you can be considered to be above average."

    Ba Qingtian and Dianji were both bold and open-minded, which fit Chen Shaobai's temperament very well, and the three of them talked happily.

    Soon, there were nearly a hundred people in the courtyard, which became a bit crowded.

    Chen Shaobai noticed that most of the people in this courtyard were young people under the age of thirty, while those who were older had their eyes closed and were concentrating. They seemed to be here only to support the younger members of the family.

    "These children of aristocratic families are all wearing dark blue or light blue swordsman uniforms, and they have more or less the smell of powder on their bodies, which is mixed together and is quite pungent.

    "Chen Shaoxia, I hope you can bring me some surprises next time we meet."

    Ba Qingtian laughed several times as if there was no one around, his eyes slowly swept across the field, and he raised his eyebrows: "Shao Bai, pay more attention to the fourteenth of the Chen family and the ninth of the Zhao family, they have murderous intentions towards you."

    After saying that, he walked straight towards the exit and said loudly without looking back: "Aji, this city is full of crooked melons and cracked jujubes, so I won't help you to stay in control, so as not to stain my own eyes.  Feel free to express yourself!"

    Those who can practice to become swordsmen are those with sharp ears and eyesight. Moreover, Ba Qingtian did not deliberately lower his tone when he spoke, so this statement immediately caused an uproar.

    "What the heck is he? He dares to speak arrogant words!"

    "Hey, it's just a little trick to attract attention. Do you take it to heart?"

    "It is insignificant to be strong on the outside but capable on the inside."

    For these remarks, Ba Qingtian didn't seem to have any feeling at all. He held his sword in his hand and walked quietly like a chariot.

    Until he walked out of the courtyard, no one came forward to challenge him.

    These noble sons from wealthy families are all people who have been influenced by personal tutors in ethnic studies. Although they do not show weakness in their mouths, they still have the basic look in their eyes. They all look like ghosts in oil paintings, waiting for others to stand out.  .

    "According to the previous life, this Ba Qingtian is the noble man of my destiny. If it weren't for his gift of the sword that day, I'm afraid I would have been killed by Chen Wei in Wanji Tower. I must repay him well in the future.  He is."

    "The silver sword is too loyal, the bronze sword is dreamed of. These two swords belong to the Shang Dynasty's "Three Thousand Seiko" Wind-cutting Swift Sword. It only needs a cut of the power to cut an ordinary refined sword in half.

    That day at Wanji Tower, Chen Shaobai's swordsmanship was on par with Chen Wei's, and the other party had Taizhong by his side. If Meng De was not in hand, the outcome of the two of them would most likely be reversed.

    Chen Shaobai is not an ungrateful person. Everyone who has been kind to him will be remembered in his heart.  Seeing Ba Qingtian leaving, he thought that his strength was still weak, so he did not step forward to ask for surrender, but he still made a swordsman's salute to the other party's unimpressive back.

    Doing this in the midst of hostile eyes is as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark night.

    Therefore, this move immediately attracted a large amount of hatred to Chen Shaobai.

    "He's dressed in all white and doesn't have a swordsman medal. He's just a white guy. How dare he be so arrogant? Just wait until he doesn't go on stage. If he does, I'll give him a lesson he'll never forget."

    "With such an unfamiliar appearance and a look of excessive indulgence, he must be some 'young master' from the Chen family, right? Hey"

    "His name is Chen Shaobai. He is quite famous in Dongcheng District during this period. He is also known as 'Blood River'."

    "The clown."

    "Those who are flattering people have such bad character that there is no need to pay attention to them."

    Bullying the weak and fearing the hard, pursuing advantages and avoiding disadvantages.  This is human nature. They had no choice but to vent their anger on Chen Shaobai.

    For a moment, Chen Shaobai had a feeling that he was close at hand and the enemy's country was completely wiped out.

    Although he could not completely ignore these hostile glances, he also behaved calmly.

    Most of Chen Shaobai's attention was focused on two people - the fourteenth person of the Chen family and the ninth person of the Zhao family who Ba Qingtian pointed out to him before leaving.

    The famous fourteenth member of the Chen family is naturally Chen Chong, but at this moment, he seems to be as patient and lustful as before. Instead, he looks at Chen Shaobai with blood-red eyes, wishing to destroy him completely.

    "This guy is not only gay, he's also a psycho!"

    Chen Shaobai silently marked Chen Chong in his heart and moved his eyes to the area where the Zhao family's power was located.

    The two eyes collided with each other in the air, a little anxious.

    At the end of the line of sight, a young man wearing dark blue tights looked at him teasingly.??Chen Shaobai seemed to be looking at a dead thing.

    So he immediately understood that this person must be the ninth son of the Zhao family.

    Because Chen Shaobai stayed at home and practiced hard for many years, information was not circulated, and he did not know the name of the ninth eldest son of the Zhao family. However, when his eyes caught the man with a broken arm and beard next to him, he immediately understood everything.  the whole story.

    "Zhao Zongjie! I didn't expect that this stupid guy could really reach a big power. It seems that you really can't underestimate anyone"

    The man with a broken arm and beard was none other than Zhao Zongjie, who had his arm and lifeblood cut off by Chen Shaobai in the swordsmanship competition.

    Because of the restrictions of the sword fighting rules, Chen Shaobai did not take the opponent's life at that time, but he never thought that such a village rich man could really find strong support.

    The ninth child of the Zhao family looked at Chen Shaobai with a stern look in his eyes, and said to the man with a broken arm next to him: "Zongjie, this guy doesn't look very strong I asked you to follow me, but you didn't listen and you had to go.  You secretly learned other people's sword skills and even fought swords with others, are you okay now?"

    Perhaps because Chen Wei had injured his heart and meridians, Chen Shaobai now looks pale and bloodless all day long, resembling an overindulgent playboy, so he is always looked down upon by others.

    "Brother Zong, Zong Ren, he looks so scary, how about let's plan slowly and take a long-term approach, right?"

    Zhao Zongjie¡¯s lifeblood was cut off, and his courage also diminished, making him a little timid in doing things.

    Although he hated Chen Shaobai very much in his heart, he could only dream of eating his flesh and drinking his blood.  But when he saw Chen Shaobai again, he suddenly realized that he didn't have the courage.

    Man is the spirit of all things, and his spiritual power is extremely powerful. At the moment of death, this spiritual power will be stimulated tenfold and attach to the enemy. If he kills too many people, he will unconsciously accumulate a  A sense of resentment.

    Chen Shaobai fought with others in a sword fight, and the masters who fell under him were no less than thirty men. Strangers who were less courageous saw him and did not dare to approach him, let alone draw swords.

    "Oh? Is that what you mean?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zongren's eyes suddenly widened, and an invisible evil spirit came out of his body. He was so frightened that Zhao Zongjie beside him turned pale and took a few steps back before standing still in shock and uncertainty.

    Seeing that his companions were frightened by his aura, Zhao Zongren felt that he had shown a little face and felt happy, so he laughed and said: "It's just evil energy, I also have it."

    "Brother Zong Ren must have experienced a lot of sword fighting, right?"

    "Hmph I am of noble birth, how can I fight against those guys of low birth? It's not worth it."

    "Then, what is this evil spirit?"

    "It's very simple, just buy dozens of slaves, pick out their broken limbs and limbs, and then kill them slowly, that's it."

    Zhao Zongren's words of not treating people as human beings were taken for granted, but after Zhao Zongjie heard this, a trace of approval and uncontrollable admiration appeared on his face: "Brother Zongren has secret scriptures to practice, and he also has human flesh training, I believe he will be able to succeed in the future  Swordsman, enter Fengzhou Academy for further study."

    Although these words were slightly jealous, they flattered Zhao Zongjie to the point of comfort.

    He pretended to be humble before revealing his true thoughts: "I have been at the peak of swordsmanship for a long time. As long as I enter the top three in Osmanthus Lun Sword, get the Silver Dragon Eye, and cooperate with the meditation method to move Qi and blood, absorb and refine it."  , he will surely be able to break through to the realm of swordsman soon."

    "At that time, it would not be a bad idea to take you with me to Zihuan, the main city of Fengzhou."

    After receiving Zhao Zongren's promise, Zhao Zongjie's face was instantly filled with ecstasy, and he quickly flattered him, hoping to make his position in the other party's heart more stable.

    Although they were far apart, Chen Shaobai's hearing was extremely sensitive and he picked up every word they spoke.

    Listening to the two men talking shamelessly about how to kill slaves and servants to increase the evil spirit, although Chen Shaobai's expression was calm, a deep chill brewed in his eyes.

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