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

The Sword Art of Defeat is amazing just by the name.

But Zhou Yuan felt that this was not the swordsmanship that a protagonist should learn.

However, the old man with a thousand defeats can still survive after being defeated by a sword a thousand times, which is considered very impressive.

Zhou Yuan has given up on finding a sword technique that can accommodate all Sword Intents in this world, and decided to make a living by himself, first creating a sword technique that can accommodate all Sword Intents.

Then, he can use his own hands to break this sword technique, and then he can accomplish his goal.

The workload seems to be huge.

"Try it first, create a sword technique that can quickly derive Sword Intent, and master the essence of Sword Intent."

Zhou Yuan learned Zhao Donglai's "Purple Energy from the East" move, which is indeed a very powerful move with majestic momentum.

But in Zhou Yuan's view, this sword lacks the edge of the sword, or it lacks the killing intent, and is more like a sword for health.

Originally, if Zhou Yuan continued to practice at home and school, it would be enough for him to realize the Sword Intent with this sword.

But in three days, he will go to participate in the training camp, and he may encounter some danger.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan needs to create a killing sword technique to deal with possible situations.

So, in the chaotic space, Zhou Yuan came up with his request for this swordsmanship and began to deduce it.

"This sword technique should have the characteristics of Dugu's Nine Swords. It is formed before the move is made, and changes from unchanged to changed."

The Dugu Nine Swords are now the foundation of his swordsmanship and cannot be abandoned easily.

"This sword technique should also have the characteristics of purple energy coming from the east. The spirit stays after the move is made, so that the hardness becomes the softest."

Ziqi Donglai is the only swordsmanship he has learned that can touch the Sword Intent, so of course he has to refer to it.

"The changes in this sword technique should be done at will."

"The essence of this sword technique is that it should kill with one strike."

As Zhou Yuan's various thoughts about this sword flashed through, the chaotic space began to deduce, and various related sword skills or other knowledge also flashed through his mind.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Yuan had not broken through the sixth of the Twelve Classics and entered the realm of Second Grade Martial Artist.

However, it is only in these few days.

The Youth Martial Arts League chose a villa next to Thousand Island Lake for training for the three geniuses from high schools in Huxi City.

The school chartered a car to take "geniuses" like Zhou Yuan there.

There were six people in total. Zhou Yuan knew his classmate Ye Jiayu and Zhao Zongquan, who had sword dueled with him, but the other three did not.

After getting in the car, Zhou Yuan touched the "Jade Virgin" pendant hanging around his neck, leaned behind the car, and silently adjusted his luck.

This pendant was something that his grandmother forced him to bring before he set out, saying that it was something she had obtained from the "White Lotus Temple" and that a Dharma King had personally consecrated it.

Zhou originally didn't want to carry this kind of cult item.

But grandma refused to give up, so he really had no choice but to do as she wished.

Arriving at the villa, Zhou Yuan found that there were two to three hundred students coming for training this time, which was really enough.

But when he thought about it, even their school had six, and there were dozens of middle schools in Huxi City, and it was normal to have two to three hundred.

"First Grade Martial Artist goes to one side, and Second Grade Martial Artist goes to the other side. We need to teach in separate classes."

Not long after, the classes were divided into four classes: A, B, C and D.

Geniuses like Ye Jiayu were directly assigned to Class A, while Zhou Yuan, who was still in First Grade, was undoubtedly in Class D.

There is even an extra monitor for each class, which is quite interesting.

Among the several squad leaders, there was actually a chief, a Second Grade Martial Artist named Gu Changfeng.

Zhou Yuan was confused. Since he was here for training, what was he doing with all these bells and whistles?

"Everyone, if you have any questions about life or Martial Dao practice, you can ask me. I will try my best to help you."

Gu Changfeng is a young man who looks very friendly. He is smiling all over his face and makes a good first impression.

Next, Gu Changfeng and the four monitors selected external skills courses for all the students.

The courses here are similar to those at school. Of course, Zhou Yuan continued to choose swordsmanship.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Zhou Yuan felt that the chief named Gu Changfeng was deliberately getting to know everyone.

Even though he was in Class D, Gu Changfeng specifically asked the name of the school.

"He is a close disciple of Chen Tianhe, leader of the Wushu League in Huxi City. This youth Wushu League training is said to be prepared for him."

"Leader Chen wants his disciple to be like him and establish his own team in the martial alliance in advance."

Next to Zhou Yuan, a young man with glasses said leisurely.

After Zhou Yuan saw it, he felt a little strange. After all, everyone had practiced martial arts since childhood, and he had never encountered anyone with myopia before.

The young man saw Zhou Yuan looking into his eyes, smiled slightly, and took them off: "I wear these glasses, but girls say I look more handsome with them, so I wear them."

When he took off his eyes, Zhou Yuan discovered that the young man who originally looked so gentle began to look a little wretched, with sinister features and sinister eyes, which was simply his best portrayal.

The young man seemed to understand Zhou Yuan's thoughts and didn't take it seriously. He continued to put on his glasses and returned to being polite: "Let me meet you. My name is Ma Xiaoyun. My father is Ma Tianyun, the richest man in Jiangnan."

Of course Ma Tianyun and Zhou Yuan, the richest man in Jiangnan, have heard of it.

Not only the richest man in Jiangnan, sometimes, he may also be the richest man in Xia Kingdom, a hateful big capitalist.

"My name is Zhou Yuan."

Then, there is no other introduction and no introduction.

"Why does the son of the richest man come to participate in this kind of training?"

"Hey, I think Gu Changfeng has some shady intentions during this training, so I came here to have a look."

"For no reason, why did he suddenly encourage me to organize a genius training? At the beginning, he said that I was not a genius and would not let me participate."

"Young master, I'm just too lazy to bother upgrading. After all, there is Da Huang Ting in Wudang Mountain waiting for me to receive it at any time."

Zhou Yuan is not interested at all in the fights between these rich young masters. That is not what he cares about. He might as well go to the dormitory and sleep early.

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At night, all students enter the dormitory, two to a room.

Only Gu Changfeng, the chief, was in a room alone.

In the room, Gu Changfeng took dozens of pills in one breath, swallowing them like beans.

Then, he said softly: "System, start a new life simulation."