I practiced with a cheat

Because Yuyang County was in chaos when Zhou Heng cast a spell to kill Xuan Yang last night, and most people fled to the east-west gates, there were not many people near Zhou Heng.

Later, Xuan Yang descended his Dharma body and approached where Zhou Heng was, and the people nearby were stunned by the powerful mental shock on the spot.

As a result, almost no one knew how the "monster" died last night.

However, for most people, how to be rescued is not important.

The most important thing is to be safe.

After a night of thrilling, Yuyang County finally returned to its former tranquility.

The morning sun rose slowly, and the gorgeous red clouds spread and rose in the eastern sky, and the vigorous vitality was overflowing, as if symbolizing a brand new beginning.

After the panic last night, many people in Yuyang County cherished this hard-won tranquility. When the sky just turned white, they went out of their homes, bathed in the morning glow, and took a walk to relax.

And on such a morning, rumors spread quietly.

...

"Brother, have you heard of Zhou Heng?"

"Zhou Heng? The one with broken bones ranked 99th on the list? I know him. Before the monster appeared yesterday, he used a secret treasure to kill Chao Xian."

"Yes, that's him. Alas, it's a pity for Chao Xian. He was born in an ordinary family and achieved success late in life. In the end, he couldn't compare with the secret treasure of these martial arts masters."

"It's a pity. The disciples of the martial arts masters of the world are really enviable."

"Tsk, what's there to envy? They are just some people who rely on their family background. In real comparison, the disciples of these martial arts sects may not be much stronger than us. "

"Hey, even if they don't have real skills, they can still use the sharp weapons in their hands to defeat people who are much stronger than themselves. Do you understand that weapons can suppress people? Zhou Heng is like this."

"I wanted to say this too. It's so infuriating. Chen Song and Chen Feihong are both disciples from ordinary sects. They practiced martial arts hard, but they couldn't match Zhou Heng's sharp weapon!"

"If you ask me, if Zhou Heng didn't have sharp weapons and secret treasures, he would never be Chen Song's opponent."

"I think so too Yes."

...

"Hey, have you heard? Chen Song got the chance and stepped into the seventh level. He wants to challenge Zhou Heng to avenge his previous shame."

"Ah, what's going on? Challenging Zhou Heng? Isn't Zhou Heng only the ninth level?"

"Hehe, you don't know this, Zhou Heng is a disciple of Chunyang Palace. He brings his own sharp weapon when he goes out. Even if he is only the ninth level, he can use weapons to suppress others and make the peak of the eighth level retreat."

"Oh, oh, I remember that Chen Feihong, the 'Jinghong Thunder Sword', was defeated by Zhou Heng with a sharp weapon, and his weapon was also shattered. ”

“The weapon is too powerful! Did Zhou Heng rely on this weapon to get to the top of the list? Did he rely on that weapon to get to the top of the list? ”

“Very likely!”

“Fuck, is it possible? The disciples of the top sects are amazing. They occupy the top of the list, and even use weapons to fight for some of the rankings at the bottom. ”

“That’s right, it’s really too much. If this continues, how can we ordinary people survive?”

The rumors are getting more and more outrageous, making many ordinary warriors angry.

In this era, ordinary people’s communication is not well developed, and many sources of information are hearsay, and they don’t understand clearly.

However, there will be some people who understand when there are more people.

“But I heard that Zhou Heng was originally just an apprentice of an ordinary martial arts hall. He worked hard for two years to attract the attention of Chunyang Palace. In fact, he is also an ordinary person like us. ”

It’s a pity that when the rhythm is brought up, even rational and objective speeches will be labeled as traitors.

"It's all lies. How could an ordinary person be chosen by Chunyang Palace? He must have used a backdoor! Either he has connections or he spent a lot of money! What's the saying that he worked hard for two years before being discovered? It's just to fool fools. Do you really think anyone will believe it?"

"Yes, I heard that the big martial arts sects in the world actually have internal quotas when selecting disciples and followers. Ordinary people can't be selected at all. Otherwise, why have you and I never been taken seriously!"

"But, I heard..."

"Don't hear it. We ordinary people should put ourselves in the right position. What are you saying for these disciples of big sects?"

"That's right, listen to me, you have to see your identity clearly."

...

In the inn.

Shen Jingjing went to buy breakfast and came back to see Zhou Heng standing in front of the window, his eyes slightly closed, bathing in the morning glow, and calming his mind to nourish his qi.

After the Quanzhen internal energy method is perfected, the requirements for the posture during practice are lower. Basically, you can practice while walking, sitting or lying down, and you can circulate internal energy and increase your cultivation.

"Mr. Zhou, have you heard the rumors outside?" Shen Jingjing put the breakfast on the table and chuckled, "Now the public is very angry and thinks that you, a disciple of a great martial arts sect, are bullying others."

"..." Zhou Heng slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at Shen Jingjing, and smiled, "How can I bully others? I am a small ninth-grade warrior, weak, pitiful and helpless. Can't I use a sharp weapon to protect myself?"

"Weak, pitiful and helpless?" Shen Jingjing looked at Zhou Heng in astonishment after hearing this. She was stunned for a long time and couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Zhou, don't you feel guilty when you say this?"

A ninth-grade warrior who kills eighth-grade warriors like killing chickens actually said that he is weak, pitiful and helpless.

What kind of confusing behavior is this?

"The people who spread the rumors have no conscience, so why should I feel pain?" Zhou Heng came to the table and took a bite of the bean curd bought by Shen Jingjing, "But this rumor has spread so much, if someone from the Sandu Sect or the Plague Emperor Sect is here, You should already know my identity."

"Are you trying to lure the snake out of the hole?" Shen Jingjing's eyes lit up, but then she worried: "Is it too dangerous? The martial arts of the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect are very weird. If you don't pay attention, you will be attacked. It's very difficult. deal with it.”

The two of them had discussed the news about the Three Poison Sect openly and honestly before. Zhou Heng made it clear that he was investigating the whereabouts of the Three Poison Sect in order to kill people from the Plague Emperor Sect.

Therefore, Shen Jingjing could roughly guess Zhou Heng's next plan.

"Now is a good opportunity." Zhou Heng said with a smile: "If everything goes well, we can lure them out directly. If we miss this time, we don't know how long it will take."

"Then when Chen Song comes to challenge you, I will be on guard in secret to avoid being taken advantage of by people from the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect?" Shen Jingjing said.

She and Zhou Heng had the same goal, to deal with the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect, so they were naturally willing to cooperate.

"You don't have to wait for Chen Song to come to me." Zhou Heng finished the bean curd, picked up the baggage, and picked up the sword. "Since he wants to avenge his shame so much, I will give him this chance."

"You want to take the initiative to find him?" Shen Jingjing asked in surprise. This is too arbitrary. Don't you even look at the situation before making plans?

"He wants to manipulate public opinion and make everyone think that I am useless without a sharp weapon. This is because he doesn't want me to use sharp weapons to fight him." Zhou Heng had already walked to the door and said with a smile: "Then I will be like him All you want is to chop him with a knife."

After saying that, Zhou Heng walked out of the room, leaving Shen Jingjing alone in the room.

She was a little lost in thought, and after a while, she murmured: "Is this the 'pleasure of grudges' that Mr. Storyteller talks about?"

Then she followed secretly.

Beware of people from the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect.

…

After Zhou Heng stepped out of the inn, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

With someone taking the lead, many people gathered around, and some even bold enough to go over and question Zhou Heng laughingly.

For this kind of thing, if there is the first one, there will soon be a second one, a third one, and even more people will come together.

So everyone started asking questions.

"Is it really because of your sharp weapons that you have reached your current ranking?"

"If you don't have sharp weapons, what level do you think your strength is? Can you beat the eighth level?"

"Chen Song said he wanted to challenge you, do you dare not use sharp weapons?"

"If you don't use sharp weapons, how many moves do you think you can withstand at the hands of Chen Song, who is already at the seventh level?"

Zhou Heng stopped, glanced at these people's faces, smiled, and walked forward without saying anything.

Someone with bad intentions came over to stop him and opened his arms to stop Zhou Heng.

But the moment he touched Zhou Heng's clothes, the man felt as if he was reaching out to stop a sharp knife. Severe pain hit him on the spot, and he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his arm.

However, even so, his arm was almost severed and blood flowed freely.

The rest of the people who tried to stop Zhou Heng met the same fate. His body seemed to be covered with blades, and anyone who tried to stop him seemed to have been cut by knives.

This situation directly frightened the people watching the excitement, especially those who had been paid to spread rumors. They were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground and looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief.

Oh my God!

What's going on? Is this invisible sword energy?

Could it be that Zhou Heng is already at the eighth level?

In the eyes of these ordinary warriors, the miraculous features that Zhou Heng showed just now are like invisible sword energy.

Generally speaking, this method must reach at least the eighth level to allow the inner energy to leak out of the body.

At this moment, many people were so regretful that their intestines turned green, and they cursed secretly in their hearts.

Who the hell is spreading rumors that Zhou Heng is a waste without sharp weapons?

Whose waste can release invisible sword energy and hurt people silently? ?

It’s so confusing!

At this time, Shen Jingjing, who was hiding in the dark, also saw this scene and said thoughtfully:

"No wonder he doesn't care about these rumors, because in the face of truly powerful strength, any rumors are meaningless and will be self-defeating. But how can he be so powerful?"

She looked at Zhou Hengyuan's retreating figure, feeling a little lost again.

…

Zhou Heng's way of dealing with those who do bad things is very simple.

He put the additional attribute of sharpness +1 on his clothes.

Anyone who wants to stop him, as long as he touches his clothes, is equivalent to being attacked by a sharp blade.

Even if it is just ordinary clothes, after adding sharpness +1, its sharpness is comparable to some good weapons.

Ordinary warriors simply cannot bear it.

Moreover, this method can be achieved with invisible sword energy or sword energy. Even if he is only at the ninth level, if he masters some special martial arts, he can still achieve similar effects.

This can lead to some legitimate misunderstandings.

Zhou Heng came all the way to the inn where Chen Song and Chen Feihong were staying, followed by a large number of people, all of whom came to see Zhou Heng and Chen Song fight.

Of course, no one dared to stop him this time.

At this time, Chen Song in the inn was still imagining how angry Zhou Heng would be after hearing those rumors and learning about the raging public opinion.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and the more he smiled.

In his opinion, Zhou Heng had only two choices.

Either he could save face and use a knife or a sword, then he would have full confidence to beat Zhou Heng.

Or he could shamelessly use a sharp weapon, in which case even if Zhou Heng won, his reputation would definitely be gone, and he would still be happy.

"No matter what the situation is, I will be the final winner." Chen Song laughed softly, very satisfied with the conspiracy he had planned before.

"Zhou Heng came over." At this moment, Chen Feihong suddenly came over, her eyebrows slightly frowned, "Zhou Heng didn't wait for you to challenge him, and came directly with a knife."

"Haha, he was still affected by those remarks. If he only used a knife, he would definitely die!" Chen Song laughed, and then took the sword and went out, "It's just right that he came here by himself, sister, wait, watch me kill him!"

...

In another room of the inn where Chen Song and Chen Feihong were.

The two men also sat in front of the window, looking at Zhou Heng on the street in front of the inn.

Their faces were full of pits and scars, and they were painted with colorful paints. There were holes on their lips, noses, and ears, which looked very strange.

The two were dressed in ordinary clothes, just coarse linen clothes, but the belts were very fancy and colorful, and they were pinned with small cloth bags.

These small cloth bags fluttered from time to time, and they seemed to contain living things, and from time to time there were tails or spikes sticking out of the bags.

It looked quite scary.

"Zhou Heng, this is an outer disciple of Chunyang Palace. If we kill him, we should be rewarded by the master, and maybe we can also get the attention of the upper sect."

"Let's find the right opportunity and poison him to death!"

"Hehe, I have a feeling that the masters of the upper sect should be nearby. Maybe before we poison him, this kid will die of illness, hehe."

"The upper sect's methods are unfathomable, it is indeed possible."

...

In a clinic not far from the inn.

A doctor who looked to be in his 50s or 60s, with a kind and amiable face, who was treating a patient, suddenly looked up and glanced at Zhou Heng, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Doctor, what are you seeing?" the patient asked curiously.

"Seeing the next patient." The doctor said with a smile, and at the same time pressed a certain acupuncture point of the patient.

Three days later, the patient will die due to the worsening of his condition.

...

At this time, dozens or even hundreds of people had gathered on the street in front of the inn.

All of them came to watch the fun.

However, Zhou Heng's surroundings were relatively empty, and no one dared to offend him.

Chen Song walked out of the inn with a sword in hand, glanced at Zhou Heng, raised his chin slightly, and sneered: "Zhou Heng, are you here to challenge me?"

"Wrong." Zhou Heng shook his head, drew his sword at the same time, and flew under his feet, as if he was walking on water, and instantly came to Chen Song, "I'm here to kill you!!"

Before the voice fell -

Boom!

There was only a thunderous sound, as if a spring thunder exploded!

Everyone present shuddered.

At the same time, purple lightning flashed on the waist knife in Zhou Heng's hand.

Like a bolt from the blue, it struck Chen Song!

The first of seven purple lightning strikes!

A spring thunderbolt!

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