A ray of morning light broke through the sky of Junlan City. Chu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window calmly.
Then ecstasy!
How beautiful the world is, and how charming the fat people walking on the streets are! Chu Cheng thought happily.
A world that suddenly became clear made him feel that the whole world was different. A feeling of relief came over me.
Chu Cheng felt a flow of breath in his body. At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had successfully gathered energy and became a monk with the first level of energy gathering.
However, he secretly cultivated it really hard, and it took him so many days to successfully gather his energy.
If this idea of Chu Cheng's was known to other Qi gathering monks, they would spray him alive with saliva. Even those geniuses with one level of Qi gathering would have to experience it for two to three months.
Chu Cheng stood up, activated his muscles and bones, and felt that his body was filled with strength.
"Compared with Xiantian in the Qi gathering stage, I'm sure I won't be afraid of warriors in the early stage of Xiantian." Chu Cheng laughed. In this way, he would have the capital to duel with Moji.
"Well, just learn some spells."
Chu Cheng walked to the bookcase. At this time, these books looked so cute. Although it is only a low-level spell, it is still considered a rare book in the mortal world.
Chu Cheng found three books that he liked. One was the very domineering title of "Seven Steps of Heavenly Collapse" and the other two were "Fireball Technique" and "Sword Light and Shadow".
There is no use in picking too many skills. You can only learn other skills when you meet a good one in the future. The reason why I chose the first book is because the name is quite domineering, and Fireball Technique because I need to prepare fire when I go out. The last book was written because Chu Cheng had a martial arts dream when he was a child and traveled the world with a sword.
It took an hour to learn the fireball technique, and Chu Cheng was very satisfied looking at the huge fireball in his hand.
Chu Cheng couldn't understand why his memory and understanding were so good now. In the past, it would take him more than half an hour to memorize a law. Although the fireball technique took three times longer, it was still dozens of times faster than other low-level monks.
Chu Cheng laughed as he opened the sword light and shadow. There are three styles of sword light and shadow. The first style is falling leaves and blossoming. It turns out three imaginary swords with one sword. The second style transforms six swords. The third style has nine swords. It also has a real sword. Six levels of power.
This can deceive the enemy and achieve unexpected effects.
Three days later, Chu Cheng stood up and dusted himself off, when a creaking sound came from downstairs.
At this time, three young masters walked in.
"Chu Cheng! Why are you here?" The young master standing on the right asked in surprise.
"Let's try our luck." Chu Cheng said with a smile, and recognized the young master's brother from his memory as Huang Jinze, the second grandson of Huang Guogong.
"Haha, what a coincidence." Huang Jinze nodded. The three of them also came here to try their luck.
Chu Cheng bowed his hands and said goodbye: "Brother Huang, Brother Li, Brother Zhao, that little brother will go first."
The three of them got out of the way, and Chu Cheng walked out of the door and walked downstairs.
"A useless piece of shit who hasn't opened his spirit yet is here to try his luck?" the man surnamed Zhao said.
"Except for Brother Huang who has successfully opened his spirit here, you and I are just like him." The young man surnamed Li frowned. This meant that he was also scolded.
The man surnamed Zhao was speechless after hearing this.
Huang Jinze chuckled and said, "Just because of Chu Cheng's poem, it's worthy for me to be friends with him."
Chu Cheng shook his head. He had successfully gathered energy at this time, and his perception was naturally more than ten times better than before. Even outside, he could naturally hear those words.
When I walked downstairs, I saw Ling'er waiting downstairs. The middle-aged scholar was still thinking with his head lowered.
"Little Marquis!" Ling'er stood up happily and walked forward.
"Have you been here all this time?" Chu Cheng frowned and said, counting the days, he had been here for about eight days.
Seeing that Chu Cheng was a little angry, Ling'er hurriedly said: "No, Ling'er will go back at night."
"Well, let's go." Chu Cheng nodded. When he saw Ling'er's clothes changed, he knew that Ling'er was telling the truth.
As everyone knows, apart from going back to change clothes every three days, Ling'er has been waiting for him here. When he was hungry, he went out to buy a bun, and when he was thirsty, he asked the middle-aged scholar for a glass of water. She was afraid that as soon as she walked away, Chu Cheng would come down and no one would be waiting for him.
Chu Cheng saluted the middle-aged scholar and felt a little grateful to him in his heart. He thanked him: "Thank you, sir!"
The middle-aged scholar was speechless, and Chu Cheng didn't mind as he led Ling'er out of Dongfeng Pavilion.
"Huh!" Chu Cheng took a deep breath, feeling a little comfortable in the outside atmosphere.
He already had different feelings about the outside world. The ants on the ground and the sparrows a hundred meters away were all clearly reflected in his eyes. Everything is so clear.
Suddenly, Chu Cheng's expression changed.
A hundred meters away, a bun was spread.
A pile of steamed buns were scattered on the ground, and a man was beaten to the ground by three or four people. Pedestrians on the road hid on one side and did not dare to stop him.
"Hit me! Beat me to death! How dare you stare at me!" A fat man in extraordinary clothes shouted at the side.
"Sir! Have mercy on me! I just saw the master's extraordinary temperament, so I took another look! Ah!!!" Gouzi hugged his head on the ground and howled.
"I just felt a hint of murderous intent." A guard next to the fat man pointed at Gouzi and said.
"You dare to kill me! Gouge out his eyes for me!" The fat man laughed.
The guard chuckled. He could finally have some fun today. Of course, he made up all the murderous intentions and beat people without any reason.
The dog was held up by the four men. The guard took out a dagger and walked forward slowly.
A pungent smell of urine rushed towards me, and the dog's crotch was wet all over the floor.
"Help! Sir! No, go around the villain." The dog trembled. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, and no one dared to save him.
"Hahaha, if you dare to disgust me, Guard Zhan, cut off his lower body and feed it to the dogs!" The fat man covered his nose.
"Yes, Master." The guard picked up the dagger and was about to stab him.
at this time.
"Stop!" A voice came from behind, somewhat angry.
"You dare to spoil my mood and you are seeking death..." the fat man said angrily, turned around and whipped him away with his hand.
Chu Cheng was furious. He didn't expect that there was someone who was lawless at the emperor's feet. When he saw a whip coming towards him, a force surged up from his body and he grabbed it with one hand.
He could have avoided it, but there was Ling'er nearby. If he dodged Ling'er, he would definitely be whipped.
When the fat man saw that the whip was caught by the man with his bare hands, he felt a problem in his heart. When he saw clearly who was coming, he couldn't help but be startled.
"Zhu Yong, you are so majestic, don't you have a saint in your eyes! The emperor is openly committing murder at his feet!" Chu Cheng burst out, his voice deafening.
Zhu Yong was the young master of the imperial censor at that time, and his face darkened when he saw Chu Cheng. Nowadays, Lin Ya's poem is rumored in Junlan City, and Lin Ya is Zhu Yong's dream lover. Even in his dreams, he thinks about that "small and exquisite" figure. If he sleeps all night, he will be willing to lose one year of his life, but Lin Ya actually Humiliated by Chu Cheng.
What's so good about Chu Cheng? He is so ugly, so thin, and with that figure, Zhu Yong can pinch him with one hand, but this trash in his eyes dares to help him face to face.
This made Zhu Yong furious, with murderous intent rising in his heart!
"Fuck me!"
"This..." Guard Zhan hesitated. Chu Cheng was not an ordinary person. The national master's disciple Moji injured him, and no one dared to cause trouble. But he was just a guard, and the anger of Lord Chu was not something he could bear.
"It's just a conflict between juniors. Then Chupifu won't be so shameless and look for trouble. Just hit me and don't hurt your life." Zhu Yong knew the worry of Guard Zhan and said with a evil smile.
"My subordinates know that, young men, come on!" Guard Zhan took the order and waved his hand, and the four guards behind him rushed forward.
"Little Marquis, be careful!" Linger was startled and hurriedly blocked Chu Cheng behind him.
Chu Cheng saw this in his eyes and sneered in his heart. Without even looking at those people, he pulled Ling'er back behind him and said softly: "It's okay, just watch here."
Just as he finished speaking, four strong winds sounded all around. The four guards had already arrived in front of him, and four huge fists covered their faces.
"Get out!" Chu Cheng shouted! Then kicked out.
"Bump! Bump! Bump! Bump!" Four collision sounds followed.
"Ah!!! Ah!"
The people hiding on the street were stunned. They didn't expect that the four guards would be knocked down by the thin little Marquis.
Zhu Yong was a little surprised when he saw the four guards who fell on the ground. These guards were from the early days of the day after tomorrow and were considered to be good players. He had never heard of Chu Cheng's martial arts skills before.
Guard Zhan is a little uncertain. He can also defeat these four guards, but he is not so agile. I am afraid that Chu Cheng is stronger than him.
Strike first! Guard Zhan gritted his teeth, pulled out his sword, took three steps forward and slashed forward!
Chu Cheng was still overjoyed that this whip leg was so powerful, and then he saw a big knife slashing it down.
Chu Cheng was startled, but was not afraid. He ducked sideways, and then punched Zhan Weiwei on the head.
Guard Zhan reacted very quickly and hurriedly moved the knife upward.
"Zheng!!!"
The blade and fist collided together, making a buzzing sound.
With this collision, Zhan Huwei felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. His chest felt tight and he knelt down on one knee, swallowing a mouthful of blood.
"Perfection the day after tomorrow!" Guard Zhan was shocked, the ones in the later stages of the day after tomorrow are definitely not that strong.
Innate masters use Qi to defend against enemies, which is why innate masters can compete with Qi-gathering monks. But there was no trace of Qi on Chu Cheng's body.
Before Guard Zhan could react, another fist hit him, his head buzzed, his eyes went black, and he fainted.
Chu Cheng held back his breath. These two punches used up almost half of his strength, and he felt a little tired. After all, monks fought with magic, and he was probably the only one who fought at close range.
"What are you doing!" Zhu Yong started to get scared when he saw that all his guards were knocked down and fainted, while the rest were still howling in pain on the ground.
"Hit you!" Chu Cheng stared at the three to four hundred pound fat man and said coldly. This man bullied people in broad daylight, which he couldn't stand the most.
"You, if you hurt me, I will definitely let my father read a copy of the Old Marquis of Chu on the holy book!" Zhu Yong only felt that he was being stared at by a tiger, but he still suppressed his fear.
Chu Cheng chuckled and said: "It's just a conflict between juniors. Your old man won't be so shameless and look for trouble."
"You..." Zhu Yong's expression changed. This sentence was exactly what he said before.
Before he finished speaking, a footprint came towards him and hit Zhu Yong's face!
Before Zhu Yong even let out a cry of pain, he fell to the ground with blood splattering from his nose. He twitched a few times before falling to the ground.
Chu Cheng turned around and walked towards Ling'er, feeling heroic in his heart. Wasn't his childhood dream to become a knight? With one sword, one person can travel across the rivers and lakes, and with one sword, he can clear up injustices?
At this time, Chu Cheng's blood boiled and he roared wildly! The clouds in the sky seemed to be blown away by a roar, and everything became clear.
Chu Cheng was so proud that he shouted: "The villain is shameless, focusing on profit and neglecting death. If he is not afraid of people's execution, he will not care about material opinions. The villain has no integrity, abandoning the good and pursuing the weak. I am happy to think about giving, and angry to think about taking away. I, Chu Cheng, One day, I will make the world of Huangguo clear and clear! There will be no more villains!"
"good!!!!"
"good!!"
The people were rejoicing. There had never been children from rich families before. What common people like them thought was that their hearts were boiling with this sound.
