Xianwu: There Are Always Reborn People Who Want To Stop Me From Being Invincible

"How can this be?"

Zhao Donglai looked at Zhou Yuan with a look of disbelief.

In just one month, Zhou Yuan has already mastered five of the twelve serious scriptures.

"What's the matter, Laoban?"

Among the remaining eight classmates, there is one named Yuan Wu, who is the second most genius in the class after Ye Jiayu, the squad leader, and is also the study committee member of the class.

Yuan Wu helped Zhao Donglai record the scores of all his classmates. Hearing Zhao Donglai's surprised voice, he couldn't help but ask strangely.

Zhao Donglai took a deep look at Zhou Yuan again and then said: "Record, Zhou Yuan, the first monthly assessment results, subject one, internal strength, First Grade, through the Five Classics."

"What?!"

After Zhao Dong finished speaking, Yuan Wu was stunned, and other students were also stunned, looking at Zhou Yuan blankly.

They clearly remember that it was on the second day of school that Zhou Yuan gathered his inner strength and succeeded.

It has only been a little over a month, and you have already mastered the five and twelve sūtras?

Among the many students here, except for Ye Jiayu who is far ahead, even Yuan Wu, who is ranked second, only understood the four principles last time.

This time, it will probably be five.

But that was Yuan Wu, a well-known kid from a wealthy family who had been preparing for martial arts training since he was a child.

Zhou Yuan is not the same. His martial arts training foundation is much worse than them.

Only Ye Jiayu looked calm and thoughtful: "As expected, just as he gathered his inner strength, he created the "Primordial Origin Skill" and penetrated the Twelve Meridians at a speed that was faster than other practitioners. Twelve times.”

In her previous life, Ye Jiayu had heard of the reputation of "Primordial Origin Gong". Although it was not as popular as "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Conquer the Great Compassion", she knew the name of the Twelve Serious Sutras practiced together.

Unless she directly killed Zhou Yuan, she would not be able to interrupt the early period of practice.

"It seems that you stayed at home to practice because you had your own opportunity."

Zhao Donglai also thought of something, calmed down and said these words.

In this era, there are many talented people emerging, and there are always many opportunities for young people to overtake in corners.

He did not have such an opportunity, but his former classmates did, and now he has become a big shot.

Zhao Donglai felt that he could consider introducing his favorite disciple to his classmate, which would be considered as giving him another chance.

Next, Zhao Donglai checked the status of other students’ Twelve Serious Scriptures.

At this time, Zhou Yuan realized that Ye Jiayu, the school beauty and the proud daughter of heaven, had mastered the ten and twelve principles and was not far away from being a Third Grade Martial Artist.

Yuan Wu, the study committee member who took the swordsmanship course with him, passed five points, while other students were a little less than him.

"Okay, the second subject is to check your external skills, that is, the swordsmanship, knife skills, fists and palms, etc. that you have taken during this period."

"Your external skills teacher is responsible for this assessment. You can pass it."

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Subject two, external skills.

Its test is not simply a matter of the teacher running True Qi in the body and getting the result.

External skills are divided into three categories: hand-held weapons, concealed weapons, and fists and kicks, and are subject to unified competition and ranking.

Of course, those who have condensed their internal strength and those who have not condensed their internal strength are divided into two batches.

The focus of the school's evaluation is on these students who have gathered their inner strength and are also the hope of the prestigious Martial Dao University.

What was conducted in the morning was the ranking test in the swordsmanship class. The rankings were divided first so that many weapons could be tested together in the afternoon.

When I came to the swordsmanship class again, there were already students competing with each other.

Zhou Yuan glanced at them for a moment, and found that most of his eyes were filled with flaws in their sword moves, and there was nothing interesting about them.

When Zhou Yuan signed up, Jiang Xuerou turned her head and glanced at him.

"Are you Zhou Yuan?"

The tone was a little cold, but Zhou Yuan knew clearly that the beautiful teacher was dissatisfied with him for not coming for so long.

"That's right."

Zhou Yuan nodded indifferently. The teacher was dissatisfied with him, and he didn't have a good impression of the teacher either.

It doesn't matter if he is good-looking, he is Zhou Yuan, not Yang Guo.

"Okay, next game, Yuan Wu versus Zhou Yuan."

After Yuan Wu heard this, he immediately showed a hint of joy.

Zhou Yuan's internal strength has improved so much during this period. He must have practiced hard day and night. His swordsmanship will definitely not be that high.

Let him face Zhou Yuan in the first battle, and he will be solid.

The school competition uses wooden swords with the blade stained with ink. As long as the ink stains your clothes, it means you have been hit.

If the head, heart, vagina and other important parts are stained with ink, it is immediately considered a loss.

For other parts, five ink stains are needed to determine the winner.

Zhou Yuan held the wooden sword in his hand and scratched it a few times. After getting used to the quality of the wooden sword, he stood casually and looked at the classmates in front of him.

The way he stood was unorganized and did not conform to the airs of sword moves. Yuan Wu couldn't help but chuckle to himself when he saw it.

"Classmate Zhou Yuan, be careful!"

After Yuan Wu finished speaking, he used one of the basic sword techniques to stab Zhou Yuan.

He has a foundation in swordsmanship and has long been proficient in basic swordsmanship. In the past month, he even learned a higher level swordsmanship from Jiang Xuerou, but he did not use it.

In his opinion, basic swordsmanship is enough to deal with a layman like Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan saw his long sword stabbing him, but his body remained motionless. The wooden sword in his hand stabbed in an unimaginable direction.

It was the same stab, but it was a stab that had no rules for swordsmanship at all. It seemed as if Yuan Wu was frightened, making all the students in the audience laugh.

"I never come to swordsmanship classes. I thought my swordsmanship was so advanced, but this is it?"

"That's right. I don't have much family background, and I don't know how to work hard. I deserve to be at the bottom of society."

"Even in the age of spiritual energy, such people are destined to be eliminated."

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While these people were discussing, they didn't notice that their swordsmanship teacher Jiang Xuerou frowned and stared at Zhou Yuan's movements.

Opposite Zhou Yuan, Yuan Wu was shocked when faced with Zhou Yuan's ordinary stab.

As long as he continues to attack Zhou Yuan according to his own ideas, Zhou Yuan's sword will definitely stab his heart first.

So, Yuan Wu immediately changed his moves and used another extremely exquisite swordsmanship. There were even cheers from the students below.

This sword is no longer a basic swordsmanship, but an improved swordsmanship taught by Jiang Xuerou.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan smiled slightly and raised his wooden sword at will, aiming for another flaw in Yuan Wu's body.

Snapped!

A little black ink stain has been spotted on Yuan Wu's waist.