Chapter 3: Win With One Punch (1/2)

The faround, more than 40,000 square meters Usually the family juniors would coood, the other was that were fa, Chen Zong always cahed and bullied, which seriously affected his cultivation After being wounded by Chen Zhongjie several times which wasted him lots of time, he decided not to come and cultivate by himself

The weapon house was on the corner of the training ground, where dozens of juniors were cultivating

”Look, isn't that Chen Zong?” The eagle-eyed man saw him and im all by hiain?”

”I think that he has ress in cultivation by hiround”

”He wouldn't think that Chen Zhongjie has forgotten hiy pills were possessed by Chen Zhigang yesterday”

”I think it is right to do so Brother Gang is the firstis such a trash even if co It is a waste to give hiaze and coh the training field and entered in the weapon room

The weapon room was about 100 square meters, ooden shelves on the walls where a lot of weapons were placed There were six types of weapons, including sabers, spears, swords, sticks, bows and daggers It was an old e of that weapon room Perhaps he was too old and tired easily, so he nodded off Chen Zong did not disturb hiht to the shelve of the swords

There wereas onefirst ruled out the longest and the shortest swords, then the re tried every sword one by one, wielding casually and feeling it carefully Humans varied, so did swords Only the one that suited hi held a sword in each hand and made a careful comparison between the two The tords seeth and thickness, but there were so put down the sword in his left hand and chose the sword in his right hand

The body of the sas gray and black, with some mottled scars The hilt was made of wood, black and carved with screw thread to prevent slipping

The whole sword looked very common and worthless Because the Chen family in Lake Toas just a small sub-clan with limited resources The weapons for free were certainly not so didn't care about it, instead he felt a little excited It was his first time to hold the sword, which so a sword for several years He held it in the right hand, his left hand fingers gently stroking over the sword The chill touch th of sas about 24 inches, the wooden hilt was about 8 inches long The sword blade was 13 inches wide and 04 inches thick The blade tip was about 1 inch wide and 02 inches thick The seighed 64 pounds without scabbard

Chen Zong liked the sword soold , he went out of the weapon room and held his sword in left hand Then he saw that all fa at him

”He's out”

”With an iron sword”

”Failed in Tiger Fist and turning to practice sword fighting skills? But our fa swordsmanshi+p”

”You think too much Even if we have swordser Fist He can't evenskills? I think he's going to sell the sword, then exchange for ten or twenty hteous man said so and this situation happened all the ti the sword” Another one shouted at him, and he threatened, ”Otherwise, you knoill happen next”

Brows knitting together, Chen Zong was just about to say soure stepping into the field

”Chen Zhongjie…” Chen Zong bit his teeth, growling as a fierce tiger Anger rose in his heart

After Chen Zong's father lost his cultivation, Chen Zong had always suffered bullying since thejie Because Chen Zhonghjie was a hench's father had so!” Chen Zhongjie also noticed Chen Zong with a surprised expression Then he sneered, ”Little laet what I said?”

Half a year ago, Chen Zhigang said that Chen Zong negatively influenced his practice Then Chen Zhongjie hadto the training field, otherwise he would beat Chen Zong whenever theyhad not yielded, and was seriously wounded by Chen Zhongjie After then, Chen Zong had a few days' rest because of the injury, and he could not practice, increasing a lot of burdens to his father

Chen Zhigang's father was the first ant, even looking down upon the patriarch But he was the htiest in the fa was helpless without any cultivation

In order to decrease burdens to his father and to practice better, Chen Zong had never co the words of Chen Zhongjie, his anger rose enormously like a volcano ready to erupt

”Ho, you have your sword What do you want to do? You know that you are a lame duck, so do you plan to chop trees with your disabled father?” Chen Zhongjie put his eyes with incessant sneer on Chen Zong's left hand

”Chen Zhongjie, take back your words and apologize to me” ”A lame duck” and ”a disabled person” awoke a lot of badword by word