When Huang Mengliang heard the news that Chen Jin had taken action and stabbed Wu Jing in the eye with Sword Intent, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "How happy! He took action when it was time to take action. Junior Brother Chen is still the same Junior Brother Chen."
Ye Tong said calmly, "Liu Chen brought people to the door again and again to provoke him. It was obvious that he had ulterior motives. Most likely he wanted to test how much strength Junior Brother Chen still had. Junior Brother Chen couldn't bear it anymore and took action, fearing that he would be deceived by the other party."
Huang Mengliang snorted, "These guys are not sons of men, they are disciples of Lower Court. I believe that since Junior Brother Chen took action, he had his own plans. He signed up to participate in Sword Competition, knowing full well that he would never win again, just to adjust his condition and sharpen his character. In this case, what if he leaked his trump card in advance? It's okay."
Ye Tong asked worriedly, "He hurt Wu Jing's eye this time. Will Censorate be held accountable?"
Huang Mengliang smacked his lips. "I didn't expect it. On the one hand, the other party was at fault first, and on the other hand, Junior Brother Chen made a very measured move. He didn't really blind Wu Jing, he just let him take it. It's just that I haven't been able to see anything for the past few months. Hehe, this guy has just started, and with only Fourth Realm's cultivation, he chose to be a bitch under Liu Chen's hands and danced happily. Now it's better, I don't dare to dance anymore."
Ye Tong said with a smile on his face, "That's good."
Huang Mengliang added, "Is it tolerable, which one is intolerable? If Junior Brother Chen doesn't take action, the other side will only get worse. Tsk tsk, Junior Brother Chen is just going to announce that he is back. With such a pure and sharp Sword Intent, he can make up for the shortcomings of damaged cultivation and falling realm. If Liu Chen can't break Junior Brother Chen, Sword Intent will definitely be furious."
Ye Tong asked, "How far do you think Junior Brother Chen can go in this Sword Competition?"
Huang Mengliang thought for a while and said in deep thought, "The first three levels are not big problems, but it is hard to say after that. They are basically the same disciples as Fifth Realm and above, and all of them are quite strong."
At this point, the topic changed. "By the way! I also signed up to participate. As long as you enter the fourth level, you will be successful. I am determined to participate."
Ye Tong rolled his eyes at him, but knowing his husband's virtue, he just smiled and said nothing more.
In fact, at every Sword Competition, many Lower Court disciples are self-aware and hold the attitude of "aim to participate". They only treat it as being on the stage to discuss with their fellow disciples, and that's all.
Of course, for those who are determined to hit the rankings and want to be promoted to Upper Court, the situation is completely different.
When they get to the stage, they are definitely going to fight for real. There are many hot scenes where they are really angry and even fight with their lives.
Fortunately, there were elders at the scene who could assess the situation and intervene in time so that the disciple would not really die on the stage.
Over the years, disciples have suffered serious injuries, which has reached the limit.
"Sword Intent?"
In the courtyard, the voluptuous Yan Hui was sitting in the house, with a white lantern hanging next to her, with a big word "yan" written in black ink on the lantern.
She used the lamp as a signal to remind herself all the time not to forget the blood feud of the clan.
During this period of time, his choice to live in seclusion is tantamount to practicing hard in seclusion. Before Sword Competition officially begins, he must practice hard and improve every point he can.
Without going out, I have my own ears and eyes outside to make inquiries and help keep an eye on the movements of Chen Jin.
Liu Chen is her best eyes and ears.
From this we can learn that since Chen Jin returned to the mountain, he has spent most of his time in the small courtyard and has only gone out a handful of times.
That time it was once at Hundred Swords Studio, and the rest were basically at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Huang Mengliang.
The entry and exit tracks are clear and can be checked.
As for what Chen Jin is doing in the house, it is difficult for outsiders to know because of the formation protection, but they can guess that it is nothing more than refining Qi and practicing swordsmanship.
Most Lower Court disciples are like this.
Chen Jin should not be an exception.
But Yan Hui was restless and always thought of exceptions.
A person who was made a zombie by his own hands, but could crawl out of the coffin and become a living person, is a huge exception in itself.
She didn't know what happened during this period, let alone what Chen Jin had become, and whether there would be any adventures or the like.
Because only the occurrence of "adventurous encounters with immortality" can explain all this.
In that case, Chen Jin's strength cannot be measured by common sense.
I remember that when I rushed back to Dazhai late that night, Master Xue Hongmei inspected the scene and made a judgment that the murderer was a swordsman, probably around the Sixth Realm.
This level of strength is basically in line with the situation of Chen Jin.
The fighting power of the Xiu family is based on the realm of strength, but it will not be exactly the same. In fact, during the battle, there will be many changing factors, such as swordsmanship, Law Technique, Law Artifact, mentality...
After thinking about it afterwards, it is clear that Chen Jin's strength is not as good as before. Otherwise, there is no need to cover up at all, and there is no need to mobilize those rangers Rogue Cultivator to attack Yan Household Stronghold.
Its single strength is enough to destroy Dazhai.
Regarding Chen Jin's cultivation level, the loss is certain, the key is how much is left.
Because of this problem, Yan Hui had trouble sleeping and eating, which even affected his mind and made him unable to concentrate on practice.
Therefore, she kept blowing wind in Liu Chen's ear, asking Liu Chen to test it out.
Liu Chen went there obediently, but unfortunately there was no head-on confrontation, but Wu Jing received a blow from Sword Intent.
Compared with Wu Jing's injury, Yan Hui is more concerned about the fact that Liu Chen did not block Chen Jin's shot this time.
Liu Chen was also concerned. This time he not only lost his prestige in front of his followers, but also lost face in front of his beloved. He defended. "I was careless this time. I didn't expect that Chen Jin would dare to do something on the mountain, so I was slow for a moment, so I didn't block his Sword Intent."
When he heard the words "careless" and "unexpectedly", Yan Hui knew clearly the difference between Liu Chen and Chen Jin. They were always too young.
But tenderness is better than tenderness. If not, how could the other party listen to me obediently?
Yan Hui comforted him softly, "Younger Brother Chen, you have done a good job. It was Chen Jin who ignored the rules and deliberately hurt others. It is not your fault."
In fact, she thought about whether she should use the topic to get angry and go to Censorate to sue Chen Jin, but she thought about it and finally gave up.
This is all because the nature of the matter is ordinary and the situation is small, so it cannot cause any trouble.
Don't forget, Qin Jianyuan is back.
Even if he returns injured, as long as the seventh elder is here, many things will be different.
In this case, there is no need to do those little tricks to avoid causing unnecessary complications.
After being comforted, Liu Chen spoke loudly, "Elder Sister Hui, don't worry. Chen Jin signed up for Sword Competition. He can only advance to the first three rounds at most. In the fourth round, if he draws lots and wins me, hum, I will make him understand what it means to replace the old with a new generation!"
As he spoke, his eyes were firm and full of confidence.