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Volume 1 Chapter 30 The possessed Chen Chong

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    Osmanthus sword discussion, although it contains the word "discussion", is actually a real sword fight, and it is extremely normal for people to be disabled or even dead.

    And the forces involved in it involve a lot of money. Once the silver dragon eye as a prize falls into the hands of a peak swordsman, it can even create a super strong man who can be defeated by hundreds of people.

    ¡°But in Chen Shaobai¡¯s view, this quadrennial youth swordsman competition is really not very formal. If you have to use words to describe it, there are six words that can describe it well-unorganized and undisciplined.

    The Zhao, Li, and Chen families have been fighting openly and secretly all year round. At a time like this when they are building up strength, it is naturally impossible to obey each other's orders. However, Fengzhou Mu, the only person with the power and prestige to lead an organization in Muxi City, is incompetent.

    The situation in the courtyard is scattered and there is no cohesion.

    Amidst all the noise, Chen Shaobai got a lot of useful information.

    Standing near the south wall, Chen Shaobai looked up at the three green mignonette branches hanging from the outside into the Beiyuan, smelling the rich meaty fragrance they exuded, and their origins suddenly appeared in his mind.

    The three mignonette spiritual trees located in the city were planted by three sword fairies named Chen, Zhao and Li who were friends of each other. They hoped that the fruits produced by the spiritual trees would provide shade for future generations and make the descendants of the three families more united.  powerful.

    "However, God's will is like a knife, and no one can predict it.  Two hundred years later, as time passed, the conflicts between the three families became more and more intense, and their descendants actually became hostile.

    This made him once again lament the impermanence of life.

    Another hour passed, the sun set in the west, and the competition really began.

    It¡¯s not time yet.

    The sword discussion began, and everyone in the field fought with swords. The battle was extremely tragic, and the loser was either maimed or dead.

    Sometimes, even the winner may not have the last laugh - Chen Shaobai personally witnessed a swordsman's counterattack before his death, cutting off the entire opponent's forearm.

    Judging from the medical standards in this world, that person is definitely disabled, and his future can almost be ruined.

    "There are sixty-four people participating in the sword debate, and there are six rounds of competition in total. The distribution of Silver Dragon Eyes will be determined by ranking, which is fair."

    Sword fighting is not a turn-based game. You don¡¯t need to fight each other with each move. Unless the strength of both parties is extremely close, the battle will generally not last more than twenty breaths.  Not long after, it was Chen Shaobai's turn to appear.

    Enemies meet on a narrow road, and the first enemy Chen Shaobai has to face is Chen Chong, who has murderous intentions against him.

    "Chen Chong, Zhao Zongren and I are also known as the three masters of Muxi. They are all very skilled in swordsmanship. Although they are nothing in Zihuan City, they are considered to be the best in this small Muxi territory. Chen Shaobai? You didn't even listen.  I've heard of it. It won't be too difficult for Chen Chong to deal with such an unknown person." A young man in blue shirt polished the fiery red sword on his waist with an indifferent expression.

    "You have been practicing swordsmanship outside all year round, so of course you don't know. This Chen Shaobai has only been in Muxi City for three months, and he killed thirty-four challengers in a swordsmanship competition, including twenty-three at the swordsman level. By him  The beheaded opponent fell in front of his house, and his blood flowed into a small river, so he was given the name 'River of Blood'."

    "Mortals love to spread rumors, Blood River? He is just a swordsman, but he dares to make noise in a small place like Muxi City. If he were in Zihuan City, he would have become a laughing stock, and he would be beheaded by a master in less than three days.  kill."

    "In your absence these years, Chen Chong Xiaoao and the younger generation of Muxi City are almost invincible. Chen Shaobai must not be his opponent."

    "It makes sense, I just want to see how many moves Chen Shaobai can hold on under Chen Chong."

    ??Similar criticisms wash over one after another like surging waves. If the swordfighters in the field are not strong enough and their will is not strong enough, they may not be able to hold the sword at their waist and they will make a fool of themselves on the spot.

    However, Chen Shaobai stood on the sword competition platform in the middle of the courtyard, his back straight and his expression extremely calm. Those comments did not seem to have any impact on him at all. After he moved his wrist slightly, the Taizhong Silver Sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    With a flick of the wrist, the sword gang covered the entire sword tip and body, and a silver-white sword flower bloomed in the air, gorgeous and brilliant, not only pregnant with beauty, but also hidden with death.

    "Showing such strength, if Chen Chong still doesn't know how to restrain himself, I will have no choice but to kill him."

    Chen Shaobai deliberately showed his strength in order to intimidate the stunned opponent in front of him, but Chen Shaobai never thought that after seeing his swordsmanship, the resentment and cruelty on the opponent's face not only did not subside, but became more intense.

      "A peak swordsman who is under the age of being crowned I can't get such an outstanding man, and no one else can get it! Miao Yuqin? Tsk tsk After I kill you, I will let her be buried with you."

    Chen Chong drew his sword and his expression was almost crazy, looking extremely ferocious.

    Miao Yuqin is Chen Shaobai's opposite number, and ordinary people will get angry if she touches her. But now that Chen Chong has said this, Chen Shaobai is not angry but smiles: "It turns out that he is also in a daze."

    "Will everyone who is close to the peak of swordsman encounter such a situation?"

    In fact, his guess was infinitely close to the truth. Every breakthrough made by a swordsman must face the obstacles of double barriers of body and mind. This is not only limited to swordsmen, but also applies to swordsmen, swordsmen and even higher  level.

    Chen Shaobai was able to successfully break through and become a swordsman in a very short period of time, both because of his strong soul as a second-generation man, and also because he has a good body from years of hunting in the mountains.

    However, as much as you want to get, you have to pay as much.

    The swordsmanship that has been pushed to the extreme in this world can certainly bring great power to people, but it can also make people's minds unknowingly fall into paranoia during sword practice.  Once the soul power cannot keep up with the progress of swordsmanship, the mental state of the swordsman will have more or less negative changes.

    "Geniuses are mostly paranoid." This statement has been best confirmed in this world.

    "The sword discussion begins!"

    No matter how unorganized and undisciplined this sword fight is, there will be no shortage of referees. Both Chen Shaobai and Chen Chong unsheathed their swords, and the referee immediately signaled the start.

    Chen Chong then crossed his legs and flew around, like a wild wolf running wildly, with a cruel and violent light in his eyes. He stepped heavily on the ground, and his black childish shoes made an overwhelming squeaking sound on the bluestone ground, and he crossed over in the blink of an eye.  There is a full five feet distance between the two.

    If this kind of explosive power were placed in the previous life, it would definitely be able to easily break the Olympic sprint world record.  However, Chen Shaobai has practiced so far and is well aware of the abilities derived from swordsmanship. His body skills are not bad, but he is not afraid of the opponent's speed.

    With his feet rooted, he suddenly leaned his body to the left and used his strength to pull out his sword. At this moment, Chen Shaobai's body and Taizhong in his hand were connected together, as if they had become a thousand-year-old tree, as stable as a rock.

    However, although Chen Chong, who fell into a daze, lost his sanity, the swordsmanship in his hand became more and more pure and terrifying. It was obviously a thin blue long sword, but in his hand it was like a divine axe.  Can destroy any obstacle that stands in its way.

    "Chen Shaobai is dead!" As soon as the sword came out, everyone present had this thought in their minds at the same time.

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