Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 12

[Chapter 12 The seventh realm of martial arts!]

Everyone was worried about Chu Huoluo, but only Chu Xie’er showed a pleasant smile. Chu Huoluo’s sword just scared her to the core. She knew that Zhou Wenzi couldn’t take it, and she couldn’t take it. As long as there was a hint of the charm of the third son’s sword, this specious move would be enough to take her. life.

She felt a chill in her heart, and she felt that the situation was over. At this time, Chu Huoluo suddenly became stupid, and she actually had to fight with Zhou Wenzi, who was one level higher than her.

That’s just self-defeating!

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship Chu Huoluo learned from Third Young Master Shen, in the face of overwhelming power, she could only—

–collapse! broken!

Chu Scorpion clenched her fists and opened her eyes wide, waiting to see the scene she wanted to see the most.

clang!

The two long swords collided in the air when the two sides were at their most imposing, making a deafening sound like a Hong bell, and they swayed in the martial arts hall. got blurry.

puff!

I saw a group of black shadows fly out, slammed into the other wall, and slowly slipped down like a gecko, vomiting blood, and fell into a coma.

However, this person was not Chu Huoluo, who was slightly inferior to everyone’s expectations.

It was the arrogant Zhou Wenzi just now!

A dignified master of the sixth realm of martial arts, the strongest among the disciples of the Abandoned Sword Villa, Zhou Wenzi, who had remained at the top of the Mysterious Ranking for three months, was defeated by a fourteen-year-old girl who broke the sword with a sword!

Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to react for a while.

Chu Huoluo retracted her sword with a smile like a flower, made a face at the stunned Chu Scorpion, and blew at the tip of the sword contemptuously, “Who told you to hit me hard? If you were a little slippery, within three strokes, I really can’t win!”

The first move is surprise. If Zhou Wenzi takes full advantage of his rich combat experience, he can at least find a way to fight and drag on for a long time. In this case, Chu Huoluo would not be able to do the three moves that the Third Young Master requested to defeat the enemy.

“She…she is the seventh realm of martial arts! Unless it is the seventh realm of martial arts, who can defeat Senior Brother Zhou so head-to-head?”

Someone made such an exclamation.

“How is that possible! She is clearly in the fifth realm of martial arts on the list! It’s only been three months since she entered the school, how can it be possible to cross two major realms in a row? This… It makes no sense!”

The hall was full of exclamations and clamors, only Third Young Master Shen was leisurely and frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with Chu Huoluo’s battle.

Shen Baihe looked at him from a distance, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

He knew very well that what happened today was a miracle.

——It is a miracle created by the third son of Shen.

In other words, he originally thought that his meridians were cut off a year ago and should stop, but now he found that the miracle of the third son of Shen is still continuing.

Even if he can’t stand up, as long as he points casually, he can make a stupid girl step into the seventh realm of martial arts.

The seventh realm of martial arts like me! Shen Baihe almost bit his lip to bleed, which was the biggest insult to him. Let his absolute own efforts, wisdom and intrigue all become a laughing stock.

“You…you stepped into the seventh realm of martial arts?”

Chu Xie’er stood beside the martial arts platform and murmured to Chu Huoluo.

Chu Huoluo shrugged and laughed: “Thanks to Third Young Master’s advice, but he is very dissatisfied with me being so slow to advance to the seventh realm!”

This was a heavy blow to Chu Xie’er. She suddenly discovered that she thought she could always suppress this talented junior sister, but now, she is standing far in the sky, and even if she tried her hardest, she couldn’t keep up.

Chu Scorpion’s heart seemed to be tied with lead, and it sank all the way, sinking into the boundless darkness.

Chu Huoluo smiled and looked forward to it, bowed her head and stood behind Shen Zhenyi. She knew that although she was the protagonist of the audience at this moment, all the glory came from the third son, and she would never dare to steal the limelight.

In fact, all the bystanders who have come to think about it are indeed all focused on the third son of Shen who is in a wheelchair.

Dressed in white, she is peerless.

Although his face is haggard, he is still the sword god who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

He looked calm, indifferent to this victory, and even a little tired.

Shen Baihe laughed forcefully, walked to Shen Zhenyi, pretended to be a little excited, and his voice trembled, “Third brother, you… Are you alright?”

“not at all.”

Shen Zhenyi’s tone was lazy, “It’s just quiet and thoughtful, big brother doesn’t have to worry too much. I don’t care about the things you care about at all.”

There will be careerists like Shen Baihe everywhere, and Shen Zhenyi has long been used to it. The dispute over the snail’s horns would only make him feel ridiculous.

Shen Baihe didn’t expect that the third brother’s words would be so sharp in front of everyone’s eyes. He had a ghost in his heart and didn’t dare to ask any more. Junior Sister Chu’s swordsmanship has the verve of my third brother, so everyone is lucky to see such a rookie make an amazing debut.”

No sound in March, a blockbuster.

Chu Huoluo proved her strength in the seventh realm of martial arts, and at the age of fourteen, she won the first place in the Abandoned Sword Mountain Villa. This is the most outstanding rookie in recent years—except for Shen Zhenyi of course.

The onlookers just woke up from a dream and looked at Chu Huoluo enviously.

This battle alone will make this girl famous all over the world.

“The sword intent of the sword just now is not pure, go back and practice it a thousand times.”

However, Shen Zhenyi was not complacent, and only put forward higher requirements for Chu Huoluo. In his opinion, Chu Huoluo’s sword move was still riddled with holes, and the reason why it was successful was only because the opponent was too weak.

This kind of victory is not worth mentioning at all.

“Yes.” Chu Huoluo stuck out her tongue, daring not to refute, she nodded her head.

Everyone was silent.

They were shocked by the sword of heaven and man, and the third son is only this kind of evaluation?

“Big brother, the battle is over, I’ll go back to the room first.” Shen Zhenyi was in a mood to say hello, and she greeted Shen Baihe and motioned for Chu Huoluo to leave with him.

Chu Huoluo pushed the wheelchair obediently and walked away in the limelight.

After reaching the entrance of Lunwu Hall, Shen Zhenyi turned around and asked indifferently, “Brother, should I clean up the Mengjian Xiaozhu where I live?”

Shen Zhenyi used to live alone in the east courtyard of Abandoned Sword Villa, and built a three-story building by the water called Mengjian Building. Since he was a child, he has been practicing the sword and realizing the sword alone in the building, which is a holy place in the eyes of Zhuang Nei’s disciples.

After being injured, Shen Zhenyi moved to the back mountain, and Mengjian Xiaozhu was empty and uninhabited.

Shen Baihe reluctantly said: “Father has always explained that there are servants cleaning the east courtyard from time to time, just wait for the third brother to come down the mountain.”

In his mind, it would be best for the third brother to live in the back mountain for the rest of his life, and not to go back down the mountain for the rest of his life, but unfortunately everything turned towards the situation he least wanted.

Why is he going down the mountain?

Shen Baihe maintained a smile on his face, but his hands in his sleeves had already clenched fists, and the blue veins on the backs of his hands protruded. He exhausted all his patience and did not attack on the spot.

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly, without saying a word, the wheelchair turned silently, and the backs of him and Chu Huoluo quickly disappeared in the sea of flowers in the backyard.

As soon as the third son left, the bystanders in the martial arts field seemed to suddenly relax, exhaled a long breath, and discussed it at length.

“I didn’t expect to have a chance to meet the third son!”

“Although the third son has lost his martial arts, he is still like a god!”

“Aiya, Junior Sister Chu just got the third son’s blue eyes, so she has such good fortune. Why didn’t I expect that I should go to the back mountain to ask for advice!”

Most of the people present were regretful.

Zhou Wenzi, who was in a coma by the side, has been ignored until now; Chu Scorpion’s complexion was pale, and he stood there in a daze, as if his soul had been drawn; Shen Baihe looked at the two of them, and his heart couldn’t help but feel the sadness of the death of a rabbit and a fox. .