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After entering, Wan Yong and Liu Hua led their brothers into a lobby, where two people were already sitting. When they saw their arrival, they stood up. [No pop-up novel website]
"Two young heroes! I've admired you for a long time, I've admired you for a long time." One of them, about forty or fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance, said.
"This is the leader of our Pishan Sect." Wan Yong stood aside and introduced with a wave of his hand.
"Gang leader Jiang, I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time." The two brothers saluted Jiang Qi.
"This is our senior brother and the young leader of the Pishan Sect." Liu Hua also introduced the man in his thirties standing next to Jiang Qi.
"I've admired you for a long time, I've admired you for a long time. I'm Jiang Zhicheng. You two came out to explore the world at a young age. You must have learned some good skills from your noble sect. I wonder which sect you two are from?"
"Brother Jiang, thank you very much. We have no affiliations, we just have the guts to try our luck." Chen Feifan replied with a smile.
When Jiang Zhicheng heard this, he frowned slightly and immediately stopped smiling. The two brothers saw it and knew what was going on, but they didn't take it to heart.
"You two, please don't stand. Please sit down. Please sit down." Jiang Qi greeted with a smile.
When the two of them sit down, it is inevitable to serve tea and water.
"Two young heroes, Jiang has not personally thanked you for what happened before." Jiang Qi stood up again and put the tea beside him in front of him.
When the two brothers saw this, they quickly stood up. Knowing that what Jiang Qi was talking about must be the incident on Jingtian Mountain, Chen Feifan hurriedly replied: "Gang Leader Jiang, you're welcome."
"I'll give you two a cup of tea instead of wine." Jiang Qi raised the tea cup and said.
Seeing Jiang Qi drink the tea in the cup, the two of them had no choice but to finish the tea in their hands in one gulp.
"I heard that the two of you are good at martial arts. I wonder when we can compete with each other?" Jiang Zhicheng.
"Sincerity." Jiang Qi turned his head and scolded, "These two are guests from afar. I haven't entertained them properly. How can I make such a request randomly?"
"It doesn't matter." Chen Feifan said with a smile, "I came to your sect just to learn martial arts."
"Master." Wan Yong, who was standing aside, said immediately, "I would like to have a discussion with Brother Chen."
Jiang Qi glanced at this disciple, and then said with a smile: "In that case, the two young heroes will rest here for a few days, and we can choose a day to compete. How about that?"
"Then there's Gang Leader Lao Jiang." The two brothers said in unison.
"Haha! You two young heroes, you're welcome."
Five days later, on a martial arts training ground of the Pishan Sect, two people stood on each side. There were many people surrounding the martial arts training ground, most of them were disciples of the Pishan Sect, and Xiao Mufeng was also standing among them.
Chen Feifan is one of the people on the martial arts training ground, and the other is Jiang Zhicheng. Originally this competition was between Chen Feifan and Wan Yong, but Jiang Zhicheng suddenly intervened and it turned into a competition between the two of them.
In fact, from the first day, Chen Feifan was already a little unhappy with Jiang Zhicheng and felt that it was necessary to teach him a lesson. Because at that time, his eyes and attitude towards the two brothers had such a feeling of contempt.
"Brother Chen, please show your weapons!" Jiang Zhicheng generously signaled to Chen Feifan to go first.
"Okay!" Chen Feifan knew that Jiang Zhicheng would look down on his weapon, but he still drew the Phantom Spirit Sword without hesitation.
Sure enough, Jiang Zhicheng's demeanor changed: "Brother Chen, what do you mean?"
Chen Feifan smiled and replied: "Brother Jiang, even though it looks like this, it is indeed the sword I carry with me."
Jiang Zhicheng forced a smile and said: "Brother Chen, although our Pishan Sect is not big, we still have a few swords. You choose a good one first, and we will compete again."
"Thank you Brother Jiang for your kindness. The sword in my hand is no worse than any other sword." Chen Feifan said, stroking the blade of the sword.
"In that case, then, Brother Chen, let's get started." Jiang Zhicheng was holding a big knife in his hand, and his expression was full of confidence.
"Senior Brother, it's better to be careful." Wan Yong, standing on the sidelines, reminded kindly.
"Yes!" Jiang Zhicheng nodded, then pressed the big knife in his hand and rushed forward.
Wan Yong and Liu Hua have seen Chen Feifan use sword energy, so Chen Feifan has nothing to hide in the competition here. Of course, when he killed the bear, they saw the sword energy wrapped in the sword, so this time, he would not use the sword energy that came out of the sword.
Seeing that the opponent was approaching fiercely, Chen Feifan was not afraid. As soon as the sword energy circulated throughout his body, a thin layer of purple sword energy was attached to the body of the Phantom Spirit Sword.
In this situation, Jiang Zhicheng felt a slight hesitation in his heart, but as the sword moved forward, it was impossible to pull it back immediately, so he had no choice but to rush forward.
Chen Feifan used this move from the beginning. It was obvious that he wanted to kill the opponent's spirit and let him see the power of Wumenwupai.
Before the two weapons came into direct contact, the sword in Jiang Zhicheng's hand was bounced away by the sword energy on the phantom spirit sword.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhicheng's eyes changed a lot as he encountered real sword energy. He swung the sword in his hand and struck at Chen Feifan again. The Stone Splitting Sword Technique of the Mountain Splitting Sect emphasizes strength and sheer force, and the determination to split the target in half with one strike.
However, Jiang Zhicheng's sword skills have not yet reached the level of proficiency. In Chen Feifan's opinion, every one of his swords can be resisted without a lot of effort.
The two competed for more than ten rounds, and Chen Feifan felt very bored. He always felt that Wan Yong was better than this so-called senior brother. Although neither of them took advantage in the scene, both sides knew who had the advantage.
In fact, the purpose of Chen Feifan's competition this time was not only to compete, but also to try the sword in his hand. He felt that he had made a breakthrough. After that bizarre night, he should have reached the level of the handed down sword technique. The middle of the four moves.
"Brother Jiang, that knife in your hand is indeed a good knife." Chen Feifan said. After several head-on encounters with the sword energy, Jiang Zhicheng's sword still showed no signs of damage.
"Haha! Thank you Brother Chen for the compliment." Jiang Zhicheng didn't understand what Chen Feifan meant when he suddenly said this.
"But, can you take advantage of the moment to get a new one?" Chen Feifan said seriously.
"Brother Chen, what do you mean?"
"I'm afraid of breaking your knife."
"Cut my knife?" Jiang Zhicheng grinned, "Although this knife is not of the highest quality, my father spent a lot of money to buy it from the Foundry Villa. After using it for so many years, I know its power, and I would like to see it. Let’s see what Brother Chen is capable of, he can split the knife in my hand into two pieces.”
"Then I think it's better to forget it." Chen Feifan said and withdrew the sword energy attached to the phantom spirit sword.
The people watching also heard the conversation between the two of them. Jiang Qize laughed loudly and said: "Young Master Chen, don't worry. The knife Zhicheng is holding is not among the weapons I sent." Three, you don’t need to worry.”
"In this case, I'm relieved. Everyone, show your shame." As soon as Chen Feifan finished speaking, he activated the sword energy in his body. Suddenly, the Phantom Spiritual Sword groaned softly and burst out with colorful light. That was not all. Then, the sword head shrouded by the colorful light gradually began to become clear. The Phantom Spiritual Sword originally had no sword head. , unexpectedly a crystal clear sword head appeared at this moment.
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