"I am the team leader Lei Lie. Everyone is here, let's get going."
At this moment, a steady voice sounded.
The speaker was a tall, dark-skinned young man, about twenty-five or six years old, with a resolute face and profound aura. He was far superior to everyone present. He was clearly a Seventh Rank warrior.
He didn't talk much, but he had a convincing air.
"Yes, Senior Brother Lei."
Everyone responded in unison, including the disciple named Chu, who also restrained a bit of their arrogance when facing Lei Lie.
Without any further delay, the group cast Body Movement and sped away in the direction of Spirit Iron Mine.
Lei Lie led the way, with heavy steps and a dull sound on the ground, but the speed was not slow.
Fang Han and others followed closely.
A few hours later, the familiar dark blue mountains came into view again.
The mine is still busy, but the guards are obviously much tighter, and the patrolling disciples are in good order.
Lei Lie took Fang Han and others to handover with another guard team that was about to evacuate in rotation.
The procedures were handled meticulously and all records were clear and clear.
Fang Han was assigned to a stone house adjacent to several other team members. It was a bit more spacious and tidy than the temporary stone house where the disciples were escorted when they came last time.
After putting down his luggage, he quickly became familiar with the patrol routes and shift arrangements.
The days settled down.
Every day, Fang Han and his fellow disciples take turns patrolling, checking fences and sentries, and paying attention to movements inside and outside the mine.
The rest of the time, he spent almost entirely on practicing.
Although the mine is noisy, the location of the stone house he chose is relatively secluded and does not receive too much interference.
Practicing <Wind-Following Art> in the morning, Internal Qi has grown steadily.
In the morning, I practiced <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> and <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> steadily moved towards the state of the Proficiency Realm, not far from the Proficiency Realm.
He had a hunch that while guarding Spirit Iron Mine, he should be able to upgrade this Sword Technique to the Proficiency Realm.
In the afternoon, I practiced <Wind Shadow Step> and <Wind Shadow Step> steadily moved toward Minor Accomplishment.
As the Medium Grade footwork is extremely difficult to practice, it is indeed quite difficult to practice, but with his sixteen-fold increase in Footwork Talent, the practice is quite smooth.
If his prediction is correct, once he has mastered this footwork to Minor Accomplishment, the speed of this footwork will surpass Perfection Realm<Startling Swan Step>.
"Chu Chong..."
Peaceful and fulfilling days passed day by day.
The only thing that made Fang Han feel a little uncomfortable was the hostile look cast by the disciple in the team.
Whether they pass by each other on patrol or meet by chance while dining in the canteen, the cold eyes of the other party are always like a thorn in the back, and they become more and more undisguised.
On several occasions, Fang Han even found that the other party seemed to be observing his practice intentionally or unintentionally.
He had already inquired and learned that this disciple's name was Chu Chong, which made him think of Chu Feng and True Disciple.
It is suspected that Chu Chong is related to Chu Feng, and only this kind of disciple would still treat him with extraordinary kindness even after Wang Miao True Disciple has clearly stood up for him.
Spirit Iron Mine In the early morning, there is still a bit of coolness in the air, and the faint sound of chiseling can be heard from the mine in the distance, heralding the beginning of a new day of work.
Fang Han was slowly practicing <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> in a relatively secluded open space near the edge of the mine.
Azure Edge Sword turned into streaks of light cyan lightning in his hands, and the sword wind roared with a tearing connotation.
His mind was concentrated, and he carefully understood the subtle changes in Internal Qi between sword moves, looking for the opportunity to lead to the realm of "Proficiency Realm".
With sixteen times the blessing of Sword Art Talent, <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> has made rapid progress and has already touched the barrier from Minor Accomplishment to the Proficiency Realm.
He had a hunch that a breakthrough would be in the near future.
"There it is again!"
A vague sense of peeping, like a gangrene attached to the bone, interrupted Fang Han's focused cultivation state.
Fang Han didn't need to look back to know that the source of his gaze was none other than Chu Chong, who was obviously hostile to him.
Today, this sense of peeping is not hidden in the corner as usual, but instead has a sense of approaching step by step.
Fang Han frowned imperceptibly, flicked his wrist, Azure Edge Sword drew an arc of the Perfection Realm, and stood up.
He turned around and looked calmly at Chu Chong, who was walking straight towards him.
"Junior brother Fang Han, you Sword Technique have practiced... quite diligently."
Chu Chong had a deliberately arrogant look on his face that belonged to a "senior brother". He walked at a leisurely pace and stopped about a foot in front of Fang Han.
He crossed his arms, looked Fang Han up and down, and spoke in a condescending voice.
"However, it is difficult to truly understand the essence of Sword Technique by just working behind closed doors and gesticulating in the air."
"I wonder if Senior Brother Chu has any advice?"
Fang Han looked at Chu Chong and asked in a cold voice.
He already knew in his heart that Chu Chong couldn't hold himself back anymore and was about to take the initiative to attack.
After several days of continuous observation, the other party must have thought that he had figured out his details and was sure of victory.
"The way of Sword Technique focuses on actual combat! If you have never experienced a life-and-death fight or felt the pressure of your opponent, no matter how fancy your Sword Technique is, it is nothing more than a castle in the air that will shatter at the touch of a touch."
"If you want to practice Sword Technique well, you have to compete with others and hone yourself under pressure. If you just practice hard, you won't be able to practice Sword Technique well."
Chu Chong continued to say in a "guiding" tone.
His words seemed reasonable, but in fact they were full of provocation.
The subtext is nothing more than: You Fang Han are just a kid who only knows how to practice swordsmanship. You lack actual combat experience and are nothing to be afraid of.
Just as Fang Han guessed, he and Chu Feng are brothers of the same race, and they relied on this relationship to join Azure Profound Sect.
He was naturally very hostile towards Fang Han, the "thorn in the side" who had once displeased Chu Feng, and had long thought of finding an opportunity to teach him a lesson and vent his anger on Chu Feng.
"What Senior Brother Chu said is absolutely true."
Fang Han sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm. Chu Chong's provocation played into his heart.
In the past few days, he was always stared at by a cold look while practicing, which really made him upset.
Although the open space in the mine is not exclusive to him, when ordinary disciples see someone practicing here, they will consciously avoid it and find another place to show respect.
Only this Chu Chong kept peeking nearby, disturbing his peace.
He was worried that he didn't have a suitable reason to teach the other party a lesson, but now that the other party came to him on his own initiative, it saved him a lot of trouble.
He spoke calmly and looked directly at Chu Chong.
"Cultivation really cannot be done behind closed doors. Since Senior Brother Chu has this opinion, he must have rich practical experience. I wonder if you would be willing to give Junior Brother some pointers? It would also be helpful for Junior Brother to experience for himself what 'hardening under pressure' is."
"Oh? Since Junior Brother Fang has this invitation, if Senior Brother refuses to accept it, it would be unkind, so let's show Senior Brother how much you, Zi Courtyard 7th, really weigh!"
Chu Chong obviously did not expect that Fang Han would invite a fight so directly. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by even stronger excitement and intrigue.
He came here just for provocation, and Fang Han's "advantage" was exactly what he wanted. He responded immediately without any hesitation.
The movement here has already attracted the attention of other disciples who are not on duty in the mine.
Soon, five or six people came over, including the captain Lei Lie.
They are not fools. Everyone has noticed the subtle atmosphere between Chu Chong and Fang Han in the past few days.
Seeing the two people confronting each other at this moment, the atmosphere of conflict between their words was getting stronger. I knew that conflict was inevitable, so I was not very surprised.
Lei Lie stood in front of the crowd with his arms folded, his burly body like an iron tower, looking at the two people in the field calmly.
He didn't immediately stop him.
There are many disciples in the sect, and it is inevitable that there will be conflicts between them. It is common in the sect to resolve conflicts through discussion.
It helps to maintain the disciples' sense of competition, and the senior leaders within the sect are also happy to see it.
"Since you two are interested in competing, let's stop there."
"I will watch from the sidelines. If someone fails to stop in time and may cause serious injury, I will intervene."
Lei Lie's voice was calm, and his eyes swept over Fang Han and Chu Chong.
"Remember, the purpose of the discussion is to communicate and improve, not to fight for superiority. Don't hurt the harmony, let alone affect the follow-up patrol mission."
"Senior brother Lei, don't worry, junior brother has his own sense of proportion."
Chu Chong cupped his hands towards Lei Lie with a respectful tone, but when he turned to Fang Han, his eyes instantly became sharp.
"Junior brother understands."
Fang Han also slightly bowed his hand to Lei Lie.
The two of them took their stances.
Fang Han Azure Edge Sword points obliquely to the ground, and the light cyan color of the sword Internal Qi flows.
Chu Chong pulled out a dark short spear about five feet long from his back. The tip of the spear flashed with cold light, giving off a heavy feeling.
"Junior Brother Fang, be careful!"
Chu Chong negative test said.
The moment he finished speaking, he exerted force with one foot and rushed forward. The short spear in his hand was like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, bringing with it a blast of evil wind and stabbing Fang Han straight into the chest.
This shot was not very fast, but it was powerful and heavy. It was obviously intended to kill ten people with one force.
Fang Han's eyes were fixed and he didn't dare to neglect.
<Wind Splitting Sword Technique> was deployed, and the sword light was like lightning, facing the short spear.
He did not choose to fight head-on, but used Sword Technique's agility and speed to try to overcome the force with ingenuity.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
Swords and guns clashed, sparks flew everywhere.
Chu Chong's marksmanship was powerful and powerful, and every blow contained a powerful Internal Qi, which made Fang Han's arms numb slightly and made Internal Qi float.
Although Fang Han's sword moves are exquisite, they seem a little constrained by the absolute gap between Internal Qi. It often takes several swords to neutralize the power of the opponent's one shot.
After more than a dozen moves, Fang Han was forced to take a few steps back by Chu Chong's powerful sweep before he could stabilize his body.
"Junior Brother Fang? Now you know that just practicing swordsmanship behind closed doors is not enough, right?"
"I see that you, Zi Courtyard, are ranked seventh. You are quite qualified. If you face an opponent with rich experience in actual combat, you will be vulnerable!"
When Chu Chong saw this, his face showed pride and he said mockingly.
The reason why he dared to challenge Fang Han was because after several days of continuous observation, he confirmed that although Fang Han's Sword Technique was exquisite, its cultivation was flawed.
With his mid-Grade Eight cultivation, combined with his current marksmanship, he is enough to suppress the opponent steadily.
At this moment, seeing Fang Han being suppressed by him, I felt even more confident.
"Whether Zi Courtyard's ranking is accurate or not, I think senior brother is not qualified to comment yet!"
Facing Chu Chong's ridicule, Fang Han's face remained as usual and his eyes remained calm.
The reason why he dared to take up the challenge was naturally based on something.
While Chu Chong was secretly observing him, why didn't he pay attention to Chu Chong?
He discovered that although Chu Chong's cultivation had reached the middle stage of Grade Eight, his marksmanship was only low-grade marksmanship, and his level of understanding was not high, and he was only at the "Proficiency Realm" stage.
Moreover, the change of moves is a bit dull and relies too much on strength.
Facing such an opponent, Perfection Realm<Startling Swan Step> will become his nemesis. For this reason, after he came to Spirit Iron Mine, he has never used Perfection Realm<Startling Swan Step> to the outside world.