"Well, when I watched other people practice before, they actually learned almost." Zhou Heng said solemnly.

Although there is only one ninth-grade martial arts proficiency that can be allocated, but for him now, learning ninth-grade martial arts is already very simple. This one is a bit tasteless, and it is better to use it now and further improve it. The proficiency of Dugu Nine Swords.

After all, what you learn is your own strength.

"Your talent is really... shocking the world." Lin Cang couldn't help sighing. He had never seen a genius like Zhou Heng, and said: "Maybe I will be on the list someday. your turn."

"Maybe it's still in the top ten." Zhou Heng smiled.

"You kid is getting more and more floating." Lin Cang cursed with a smile, only when Zhou Heng was joking, and then said: "Since you have learned a ninth-rank sword, then I will teach you an eight-rank sword. Law "Ben Xiao Luoxia Sword".

"This is the martial arts of Kong Chengshun's'Luoxia Feijian', and it is also the highest martial arts disciple of the Changxing School can learn. It should be useful for the next test you will face."

"Thank you, Master Lin." Zhou Heng thanked him sincerely.

He knew very well that for Lin Cang, this eighth rank sword technique was not easy to come by.

The Benxiao Luoxia Sword is not among the ranks of martial arts taught for free by Longxing Wuguan.

It belongs to the martial arts secret.

This is a sword technique that Lin Cang was allowed to learn after he took up the position of martial arts instructor and spent seven years cultivating ten 9th rank martial artists.

Powerful.

Exquisite moves.

It is absolutely superior in the Eight-Rank Swordsmanship.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to learn this swordsmanship, you must pay extremely high money for tuition.

Even in the Changxing School, as an outer disciple, it takes a certain amount of merit to learn this sword technique.

Now Lin Cang is willing to teach him unconditionally.

...

Chengbei District.

Tongchang Wuguan is regarded as a middle-level martial arts center in this prosperous area. Since its opening for more than two hundred years, it has cultivated many potential martial arts apprentices for the Changxing School.

There is no doubt that this is the most powerful of the three martial arts schools under the jurisdiction of Huangtong Mansion by the Changxing School.

Therefore, the "land" owned by this martial arts museum is naturally much larger than that of Longxing martial arts museum.

Although it is not as vast as Wuxiang Martial Arts Hall, it is also a large martial arts gym with a separate area courtyard and many special exercise rooms.

There is a Shensi Building on the east side of Tongchangwu Pavilion. The top floor is a place specially used for office by the owner, named Shensi Pavilion.

Huang Jingfu is over 70, with gray hair, but still holds the position of the owner of the museum and can't go.

At this time, think carefully about the cabinet.

Huang Jingfu was sitting on the golden silk nan wooden chair, sipping tea, glanced at the old man sitting opposite, smiled leisurely and said: "Brother Hong, you are in a hurry, and a big man ran over. Why are you looking for me?"

The old man opposite him was named Hong Kang, who was also in his sixties and was the owner of the Changsheng Martial Arts Museum.

"Brother Huang, you don't know it yet." Hong Kang said with an anxious expression: "The little dilapidated house in Longxing has actually produced a seventeen-year-old Ninth-Rank!"

"I know." Huang Jingfu smiled faintly, and calmly put down the tea bowl.

"Then, why are you so calm, brother?" Hong Kang asked puzzledly, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Seventeen-year-old Ninth-Rank, 17-year-old Ninth-Rank, what should I do? ?

"Brother, you know, as long as the apprentice can pass the assessment and become an outside sect, his martial arts hall will be supported by the Changxing School. For the next three years, three thousand taels will be received every year, a total of nearly ten thousand taels. , We can't just lose it like that!"

"My brother is worried about the six thousand taels that belong to you." Huang Jingfu smiled and said: "Don't worry, we've already said it, I'm one and you two, I won't lose you."

"No." Hong Kang hurriedly said again: "Brother, have you forgotten? The seventeen-year-old Ninth-Rank, such an age, such a cultivation base, will definitely be positioned inside and outside the Changxing School.

"And we have only one quota in Huangtong Mansion. If we set that kid, we won't have any shares. I can't get the silver, and your grandson can't become an outer disciple of the Changxing School!"

It turned out that the two had already secretly made a contract. During the test, Hong Kang would let his apprentice deliberately lose to Huang Jingfu's grandson.

In the martial arts competition, the slightest mistake is to lose all sets. Anyone can make a mistake, and the probability of being discovered in a counterfeit match is extremely low.

In this way, Huang Jingfu's grandson can successfully become an outer disciple of the Changxing Sect, and Hong Kang will also get a lot of silver.

It can be described as killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone.

Who would have expected to kill Zhou Heng halfway through, and the Longxing Martial Arts Hall, which was not even qualified to participate in elections in previous years, actually produced a seventeen-year-old Nine-Rank!

This disgusted Hong Kang.

"Brother don't panic." Huang Jingfu stroked his goatee and smiled: "Hey, the news of Zhou Heng in Longxing, brother, I actually already inquired clearly.

"This kid has practiced the twelve-way mountain splitting sword technique to perfection a month ago. He has achieved such an achievement at the age of seventeen. He is indeed an extraordinary talent. But at that time, his skill and strength were far from the ninth rank. Not bad.

"My brother, what do you think he has to do to achieve perfection in the practice of the posture in less than a month, and let the strength penetrate the whole body and reach the 9th grade?"

"Take medicine?" After all, Hong Kang is also a seventh-rank martial artist, and he is very familiar with the process of martial arts training. With this thought, he immediately laughed, "So that's the case, my brother meant that Zhou Heng was pushed to nine by the force of medicine. Product?"

"That's right!" Huang Jingfu smiled confidently: "Zhou Heng must be the ninth product that Longxing Martial Arts Hall desperately used medicine. This means that he needs to be tested by Kong Chengshun, and he needs to be with a famous person. The eighth rank martial artist on the list competes."

"Haha, as long as he can't pass the test, he will be automatically disqualified." Hong Kang smiled, but he was still a little worried. Things related to thousands of taels of silver must be taken seriously.

So he was a little worried: "But this is just a test after all. Kong Chengshun will definitely not use his full strength, and Zhou Heng does not necessarily have to defeat him. What if, what if he really passes the test?"

"Passed?" Huang Jingfu smiled when he heard the words, stood up and patted Hong Kang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "My brother put his heart in his stomach, he is absolutely impossible to pass the test."

Having said that, he had planned to stop, but he might be afraid that Hong Kang would be worried, so he said: "Actually, the truth is very simple, brother, think about it, Zhou Heng has practiced a sword technique to perfection at the age of seventeen. Is it an easy thing?"

"Of course not." Hong Kang shook his head, but wondered in his heart, "Does it matter?"

"This means that most of what Zhou Heng is really good at is the sword technique." Huang Jingfu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I have also asked about the previous battle between him and Sun Zhengping. Indeed, only the sword technique is the best."

"Yes, that's right! It is extremely difficult to practice a sword technique to perfection at the age of seventeen. He has no energy to learn other martial arts at all!" Hong Kang suddenly realized, stroking his palms and laughing: "Brother means , As long as the use of knives is restricted during the test, Zhou Heng will definitely fail the test! But how can this be achieved? Kong Chengshun will not listen to us either."

"I have my own way of this, brother, don't worry." Huang Jingfu sat back in his golden nanmu chair, held up the tea bowl again, took a sip slowly, and confidently said:

"Your brother, I have been cultivating here for decades, how many disciples have I trained for the Changxing School? There are so many relationships among them. Isn't it possible to fix this?

"Zhou Heng, who doesn't need a knife, is a waste. Don't worry about it, brother. It's foolproof. Come and drink tea with me."

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