Destiny is ashes

Chapter 292: Sword Immortal Seedling (33)

"Nianquan!"

Just when Nianquan was in a state of tranquility, someone suddenly called his name and even reached out to shake his shoulder.

Nianquan frowned and raised his hand to block the other person's wrist - being disturbed in meditation was nothing for young monks of their level, it was just a little uncomfortable, but this behavior was really too rude.

He opened his eyes, and the other party was a little surprised that Nianquan could actually block his hand, and let out a light exclamation.

"Not bad, you nerd are also practicing Taijutsu?"

A voice with laughter came, and Nianquan turned over expressionlessly. The person who came was Hong Li, the second in the grade, and his followers.

Hong Li is tall. Although he is only in the lower grades of middle school, he is as tall as an adult. He looked at Nianquan with a playful look and a commanding tone: "Listen, next you have to use your free choice of battle and choose me as your opponent!"

Nianquan's eyelashes moved slightly.

To be honest, he wanted to laugh at this opinion.

Hong Li is the second son of a large cultivation family in the city. His ancestors produced a Purple Mansion True Man, and now there is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator. His elder brother entered the No. 1 Middle School, but he could only come to the No. 3 Middle School because of his inferior overall quality. However, with the family education, he can almost crush all the ordinary students in the entire school.

This was not just a show-off, because the top ten middle schools in Xuanye City all recommended outstanding students to participate in the preparatory training courses of the four major academies. Hong Li came to No. 3 Middle School just for this quota.

But his presence affected him.

There were quite a few places available at No. 3 Middle School, a total of ten. Hong Li would have gotten them no matter what, but he just couldn't accept that he was not the first, especially since the first place was a commoner student with no family background.

It is said that Hong Li was even scolded by his family, who thought he was a disgrace to the family because he was not as good as a commoner student.

Hong Li came to find him this time just to defeat him severely in the martial arts test - although the literary test in Xuan Ye City is important, but without building the foundation, other skills are empty talk, and actual combat is the foundation.

As long as he can beat himself in the martial arts test, even if Hong Li's literary test is inferior to his, he will gain better fame and evaluation than himself, and his family will also be satisfied.

"What if I don't want to?"

Standing up, Nian Quan was a head shorter than Hong Li. He had a delicate appearance and a gentle temperament, and his gender was often misjudged just by looking at his back or even the front.

Facing Hong Li and his followers all alone, it really feels like a piece of cake.

But he was not the least bit timid: "You also have the right to challenge, you can challenge me."

"You, you also want me to challenge you?"

Hong Li showed disdain on his face. He raised his head and said condescendingly: "Don't say that I don't give you face, Nianquan. If you challenge me, I will make you lose gracefully. At least I won't slap you in the face."

"But if you ask me to challenge you... and break a few of your bones, do you really think you are a big shot?"

Nianquan narrowed his eyes to hide the crystal light flowing in his eyes.

If it were a few months ago, he would have definitely taken a step back. No, he would not have stood out, scored four A's, and ranked first in the grade. Instead, he would have calculated the level of others and ranked eighth, ninth, or tenth, and safely received the scholarship.

After all, his strength was insufficient. Facing Hong Li, who was full of energy and proficient in many techniques and even body refining techniques, he had no power to fight back.

but now……

After confirming that the other party's strength had not made any major breakthroughs, Nian Quan calmly shook his head: "You don't have the power to order me to do anything."

"I have." Hearing that Nianquan dared to talk back, Hong Li sneered. He flexed his fingers and clenched his fists, making a dull sound of muscles and bones moving. "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are good-looking and have some talent. Injuries during martial arts tests are allowed. If you don't want to rest for ten days or half a month, you'd better do what I say."

"Yes. I will be waiting for your challenge." Nian Quan replied indifferently: "If you really want to fight me."

"You!" Seeing Nian Quan's stubborn attitude, Hong Li was furious. He wanted to say something polite like 'If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit', but his youthful mentality prevented him from saying such old-fashioned words, so he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Just wait, I'm going to beat you until you go home and cry to your mother!"

"Oh! I forgot you are an orphan, hahahaha!"

At this point, Hong Li suddenly remembered something and laughed. Then his followers started to make a noise: "An orphan without parents!" "An orphan without parents!"

Faced with the humiliation from Hong Li and his followers, Nian Quan did not show much emotion.

In his opinion, Hong Li was a child of a big family after all, and his insults were so soft, which was far less foul than the insults of the kids in the lower city. After his mother passed away, if he had to use paper to write down the gossip behind his back, it would be enough to fill an encyclopedia.

He wouldn't be angry.

But after all, Nianquan was also a young man. Hong Li's words did not really make him angry, but made Nianquan determined. He sighed and said, "Hong Li, get the doctor ready."

"Our conflict is not to the point where someone will die."

"……What do you mean?"

Hong Li was choked by these words and his mind short-circuited for a moment. It took him a while to figure out what Nian Quan meant. He was immediately furious: "You little slave!"

He raised his fist and pretended to hit someone, but the follower beside him noticed something was wrong and rushed forward in panic: "No, no, no, Brother Li, wait a while before fighting! No private fighting is allowed in school! Wait, wait..." But Hong Li was so strong that ordinary people could not pull him away. It took three or four people working together to pull him away. Nian Quan just stared at Hong Li in silence, as if he was looking at a clown.

"You wait!"

Hong Li, who was pulled away, also calmed down. He sneered, then turned and left.

The military test is coming soon, and he wouldn’t be named Hong if he doesn’t knock out all of this nerd’s teeth!

Soon, as the martial arts test began, the news that Hong Li, who was ranked second in the grade, challenged Nian Quan, who was ranked first in the grade, spread throughout the school.

There are a total of ten arenas on the playground, and the martial arts test starts with the top ten students choosing their opponents. Moreover, this kind of competition in front of others will prevent these children with strong self-esteem from choosing too weak opponents. Of course, it is not impossible to choose the weakest one, but if the fight is just a one-shot kill and there is no real value, the teacher will not give an honor.

Therefore, the best opponent is the one who has a certain ability to fight back and can even pose a threat to you, but whom you can defeat consistently.

In a sense, this is also a test of your vision and ability to choose opponents. If this is not well-trained, when you enter the society in the future, no matter how outstanding your abilities are, you will hit a steel plate that you cannot afford to offend.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School and the teachers who were not maintaining order on the stage were watching on the stage, and their attention was focused on the stage where Nian Quan and Hong Li were.

"What's wrong with the kid from the Hong family?"

The principal had a gaunt face and narrow eyes, like a bird of prey: "Do you really want to pick on civilian students?"

"And this Nianquan...it shouldn't have behaved so well before, right?"

"It was an accident a few days ago." The teacher at the side whispered, "Nianquan's mother probably died in the cleanup operation in the black market. Maybe she was stimulated and worked hard to improve herself."

"Although he doesn't have a certificate, he is a natural spiritual root after all. He is indeed a genius."

"Oh?" The principal raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you ever expressed your dissatisfaction with the Sky Monitoring Bureau?"

"Probably not." The teacher shook his head: "How can a child understand so much? It's just that he has no one to rely on at home, so he can only study hard to find a way out."

"interesting."

The principal nodded slightly: "Then protect him and don't let the Hong family kid beat him too badly. We must have a few geniuses from outside the family."

"Yes." But just as the teacher was about to inform his colleagues on the other side of the ring, something unexpected happened.

"Nianquan." On the ring, Hong Li held a wooden stick in his hand and grinned, "I will smash your bones and make you a complete cripple!"

Nian Quan, holding the wooden sword, had no expression on his face, just staring at Hong Li quietly.

And at the moment when Hong Li said the word "useless man", he rushed forward suddenly, and in an instant he blessed himself with the triple spells of "divine movement", "body protection" and "concentration", and then smashed Nian Quan's shoulder with a stick!

In the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, before one can use their spiritual consciousness to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the power of a cultivator's magic is far less than that of their fists and feet. This is why most Qi Refining cultivators will also practice some martial arts. Although there are not many martial artists who actually choose to switch to practicing martial arts, the vast majority of them are good at fighting techniques.

The end of Hong Li's stick even tore the air apart, pulling out a thundering sound - with the blessing of triple magic in an instant, he was not a playboy, but a young man from a wealthy family with real strength in his hands!

"Oops!"

Several students who were familiar with Nian Quan couldn't bear to watch. They could also see the fierceness of Hong Li's stick. After being hit, Nian Quan would have broken several bones!

hum.

But the wooden sword in Nianquan's hand suddenly vibrated, and his internal energy, which was like a long river, continued to vibrate, causing this ordinary school training equipment to emit a ray of green wave light.

Holding the sword in his right hand and the seal in his left hand, Nianquan also blessed himself with the triple spells of 'Concentration', 'Swiftness' and 'Sharpness' in an instant!
A stream of sword light drew a semicircular arc in the air, intersecting the wooden stick in Hong Li's hand in mid-air, and then cut it off silently!

Immediately afterwards... this arc of light broke through the obstacles and slashed towards the forearm of Hong Li who was still grinning!

puff.

First there was the sound of a broken wooden stick falling to the ground, then the sound of flesh and blood falling to the ground, and finally the stunned Hong Li howled miserably as he stared at his severed forearm in disbelief.

Nianquan let out a breath, sheathed his sword, and turned to leave the stage.

"Sword Intent?!"

On the stage, compared to other teachers who were contacting the school clinic, the principal looked stern: "It's actually sword intent?!"

He didn't care about Hong Li's screams at all, but stared at the expressionless Nian Quan with surprise and joy on his face: "There's a sword immortal in our school?!"

at the same time.

An Jing, who had begun to get used to his rapid breakthroughs, broke through the sixth and seventh divine prohibitions.

(End of this chapter)