Chapter 268: Rogue Cultivator, Sword Slave As he spoke, the man in the long robe stepped forward, took a few steps and flew to the side of Jin Renfeng, punching him in the chest. boom-- With a muffled sound, Jin Renfeng raised his palm to block his fist. Feeling the power of the fist, he looked at the man. "Interesting. He looks skinny, but I didn't expect he's a physical fighter." The man in the robe did not answer. He just turned his body, raised his leg high and kicked him in the face. "The door is wide open, your boxing skills are not that good." Seeing his movements, Jin Renfeng slapped him in the chest with his backhand.
clang-- A sound of metal was heard. But then a golden light rose from the robed man's body, blocking his palm. Under the powerful attack, the man flew backwards more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground. "Huh?" Seeing that his palm failed to shatter the golden light, Jin Renfeng showed a hint of surprise on his face. Although he had restrained his strength in order not to seriously injure the opponent, it was still not something that an ordinary cultivator could take on on his own. He looked up at the opposite side and asked, "This golden light of yours doesn't seem like a spell you have cultivated yourself." "If I'm not mistaken, that golden light is your magic weapon." "I wanted to catch them off guard!" "I didn't expect you to figure it out so quickly." The man in the robe stood up, looking unwilling. "My magic weapon is this robe I wear." "It can protect the body and strengthen the strength. Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary people to find the location of my magic weapon." "Refining the robe into a magic weapon is a good idea." Jin Renfeng nodded. "It's a pity that my own strength is a little weak." "We are independent cultivators. We even have to make our own magic weapons. How can we have the energy to practice physical and magical skills?"
The man in the robe said. "Unlike you, the children of aristocratic families, who are trained by your families and even have magic weapons prepared for you." "I remember that all the major families are recruiting disciples!" Jin Renfeng tilted his head and asked, "Since you envy the children of noble families, why don't you join one of the major noble families?" "Don't think we don't know that the so-called disciples are nothing more than slaves." The man in green on the side curled his lips and said, "Even if you join them, you won't get any good magic weapons. You will also be entangled in worldly affairs, which will hinder your cultivation. It's better to be a free cultivator." "That's right. We are all monks. Why should we become servants for aristocratic families?" The man with the knife also said. It turns out that there is someone who can see clearly into the world of fox spirits? After hearing what these people said, Jin Renfeng suddenly became interested in the independent cultivators. He glanced left and right. Basically, these few people in front of you represent the strength of independent cultivators. Due to the lack of resources and spells, even the magic weapons need to be made by themselves. These casual cultivators have basically just learned to control the magic weapons. In terms of combat capability, he is about the same as Qin Lan who is less than four years old. In the Taoist Alliance, he is also an inconspicuous low-level figure. "If I hadn't joined Shenhuoshan Villa, I would probably be similar to them." Jin Renfeng sighed in his heart. If he had not joined Shenhuoshan Villa, he would have to go the path of refining magic weapons on his own. Although with the help of the Samsara Mirror, he would not be too far behind, but his path of cultivation would not be as smooth as this. "Since you have no foundation, I wonder if you are interested in joining my Shenhuoshan Villa?" With his hands behind his back, Jin Renfeng asked. Now Shenhuoshan Villa is in a state of disrepair and is short of manpower. Although these people in front of me have slightly less talent, they have also achieved some academic success. If you can join Shenhuoshan Villa, it will also be a help. "Shenhuoshan Villa is a sect in name, but in reality it is just an Eastern family." The man in green curled his lips. "They are all birds of a feather. What's the difference?" "That's wrong! Our Shenhuoshan Manor is different from other families." The golden phoenix smiled. "If nothing else, I am not from the Eastern race." "But look at me now, do I look like a servant at all?"
"Are you really not from the Eastern tribe? Are you not lying?" Seeing him say this, the man in the robe looked shocked. The strength that the opponent just displayed was not something that an ordinary disciple could display. "Of course it's true. My surname is Jin. How could I be from the Eastern clan?" Jin Renfeng laughed. "That's strange. Since you are not from the Eastern family, how can you have such strength?" After hearing his words, the man in the robe looked surprised. "This has to start with the system of my Shenhuoshan Villa." Jin Renfeng said calmly. He then informed several people about the abilities of Pure Yangyan and Shenhuoshan Villa's recent intention to recruit disciples. Astonished by Jin Renfeng's strength, the three of them became curious and listened attentively. Jin Renfeng cared so much about these people not for any other reason but just wanted to plant a seed among the casual cultivators. At present, the major independent cultivators probably still regard Shenhuoshan Villa as the same as other aristocratic families, as a scourge and a beast, and have not considered joining it. Jin Renfeng introduced the disciple-recruiting system of Shenhuoshan Villa to these people in order to break this prejudice and tell all independent cultivators that Shenhuoshan Villa does not look at family background when recruiting disciples. Even independent cultivators can join Shenhuoshan Villa and obtain powerful magic weapons. Relying on the connections between the independent cultivators, it is estimated that this news will soon spread throughout the entire independent cultivator group. This was equivalent to advertising among the casual cultivators for free, and included the casual cultivators of the Dao League in the list of disciples accepted by Shenhuoshan Villa. In addition, there are some other benefits to accepting independent practitioners as disciples. Compared with young and ignorant children with greater potential, these independent cultivators, although somewhat shaped, have stronger combat capabilities. If you can successfully join the villa, the villa's middle and low-level combat power can be quickly formed. "As long as you successfully join my Shenhuoshan Villa, you can obtain this pure Yangyan that is comparable to the inherited magic weapon." As he spoke, Jin Renfeng raised his palm, revealing a ball of pure yang flame. Is there such an open-minded family in this world? After listening to Jin Renfeng's introduction, the three of them couldn't help but be shocked. "Can casual cultivators like us join the Divine Fire Villa? And cultivate the demon-killing divine fire?" The man with the knife asked in surprise. "When I accept disciples at Shenhuoshan Manor, I don't look at family background or status, I only look at talent and qualifications." "As long as you have enough talent and strength, and are recognized by my master Dongfang Guyue, you can join Shenhuoshan Villa and become a formal disciple." Jin Renfeng smiled.
For a moment, the three of them looked interested. As soon as you join the sect, you will be given magic weapons, and your family background is not taken into consideration. It is hard to find such a good sect even with a lantern. "I say, are you four still going to fight?" At this moment, the referee in the air suddenly interrupted the conversation of several people. "That kid from Shenhuoshan Villa, this is the arena for the newcomers' martial arts competition, not the place for Shenhuoshan Villa to recruit disciples. You should restrain yourself. If you have anything to say, wait until the fight is over." The referee said dissatisfiedly to Jin Renfeng. Jin Renfeng raised his hand and responded, then looked at the three people opposite him. "Everyone, I have said everything that needs to be said. It is up to you to decide whether to become my disciple. Next, let's have a duel first." "That's right, you talk so much, but you have to show us your strength!" The strong man holding the knife said, "If you yourself are weak, how can you possibly fulfill your words?" Want to see my true strength? Jin Renfeng shook his head secretly. He really had no interest in facing such a weak opponent. Even when fighting with his bare hands, he needed to be careful to control his strength so as not to kill all three with one punch. "The opponent is very powerful, everyone should cooperate and attack together." The man in the robe shouted loudly, then pounced on Jin Renfeng again. At the same time, the other two also used flying swords and brandished long knives to attack the opposite side from both sides. Three attacks came from three directions, forming a siege. Facing the attacks from three sides at the same time, Jin Renfeng raised his right hand, covered his palm with divine fire, and struck out three punches at lightning speed. thump— when-- clang-- In an instant, the golden light shattered, the blade flew across, and the sword fell to the ground. "So strong!" Seeing that the opponent dealt with his attack with one hand, the sturdy man with the knife trembled. The attack was blocked, and the three of them instantly changed their tactics and continued attacking. Jin Renfeng stood where he was, countering the attacks with one hand. The four fought for dozens of moves, but no one won. A quarter of an hour later, seeing that the time was almost up, Jin Renfeng flashed and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the man in the robe. He punched out with his right hand, shattering the golden light on his body and hitting him directly on the neck. The robed man instantly fell unconscious.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man in green controlled the invisible sword and attacked from behind. Jin Renfeng turned around, pinched the sword with his fingers, and swung it backhanded. Under the influence of the powerful force, the invisible sword flew out and stabbed the man in green under his feet. At the same time, Jin Renfeng appeared behind the man in green and slapped him on the neck. Under the attack of the strong force, the man in green also lost consciousness. Finally, the burly man with the knife was the only one left on the field. "Why do you want to continue?" Jin Renfeng turned around and asked calmly. "I surrender!" Seeing the other two people retreating, the sturdy man with the knife could only raise his hands and admit defeat. "The game is over, the winner is Jin Renfeng!" The referee announced the result of the game. . . . . . . After the game, Jin Renfeng flew back to the three women of Huaizhu. "Hey! Idiot, you've dragged out this game for too long." Li Muchen put his hands on his waist. "In the same amount of time, Wen Bolin has already fought twice in the ring." "Sorry, I met some interesting people, so I was delayed for a while." Jin Renfeng chuckled. "You could have dealt with the guys like the one before with just one move, right? Why did you have to tangle with them for so long?" Qin Lan on the side asked in confusion. "They have come from far away, we can't let them go back in disgrace." Jin Renfeng said in a deep voice, "For me, this game is just an insignificant preliminary round, but for these casual cultivators, it may be their only chance to become famous." "In this situation, I naturally can't just take one move and let it go." "They are just some rivals, why bother with them!" Qin Lan looked depressed. In her eyes, one should use all his strength in a fight. It was really boring to hide one's strength in such a weak way. “It’s not easy for them to practice as independent cultivators!” Jin Renfeng shook his head slowly.
It is not easy to explain this situation in detail to the young Qin Lan. "Now that my brother's match is over, there are still five rounds to go. With so much time, why not go and check out the other contestants?" Huaizhu suggested. “Are there any contestants worth keeping an eye out for in the next round?” Jin Renfeng asked. "I found out that Mu Shenguang and Han Feng will participate in the next round. Which one do you want to watch?" Li Muchen said. "Can't we view them at the same time?" Jin Renfeng asked. "Mu Shenguang is on stage one, and Han Feng is on stage nine. They are too far apart to take care of both." Li Muchen spread his hands "Then let's go check on Han Feng. He's the next Wind Sword Master, so we have to go check out what's new about the four guardian swords of the King's Sword." Jin Renfeng said without hesitation. Although the Mu family's body-building techniques were quite miraculous, he had already gained some understanding of them from his memories of his previous life, so there was no need for him to specifically explore them. In comparison, the sword slave of the Royal Sword is quite fresh. . . . . . . Afterwards, the group came to the No. 9 arena. At this time, the four contestants were already standing in the middle of the field. "Which one is Han Feng?" Jin Renfeng asked Li Muchen. "It's the one holding the red sword!" Li Muchen pointed to a corner of the arena Jin Renfeng looked in the direction where the finger pointed. There stood a man in a yellow robe. He had a stern face, long black hair, and a half fringe on his forehead that covered half of his face. It looks like a Shamatte. "This is a really strange outfit." Seeing Han Feng like this, Jin Renfeng had a strange look on his face. "The Wang Quan family's Wind-Slaying Sword is too murderous, so all the previous Wind Sword users have this cold look." Without paying attention to Jin Renfeng's intention, Li Muchen began to introduce.
Jin Renfeng nodded slowly and forced himself to put away his smile. "Game start!" At this time, the referee in the air announced loudly. Clang—— With a crisp sword sound, Han Feng drew out the long sword in his hand. In an instant, the blood-red sword emitted a dazzling light, and surging murderous intent filled the entire venue. Everyone felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their hearts. Afterwards, nearly a hundred red sword auras shot out from the sword, like a red sky curtain, covering the entire arena. "Nice move!" Seeing this scene, Jin Renfeng commented. This move would take some effort even for him to handle. In the field, Han Feng slashed down with his sword, and hundreds of sword energies blasted towards the opposite side like a long river. Under so much sword energy, the other three contestants had nowhere to dodge and were defeated instantly. "The competition is over! The winner is Han Feng!" The sound of the curtain falling rang in my ears. "No wonder he can serve as the next guardian sword. This sword can emit nearly a hundred sword energies. Compared with some elders, it is probably not weaker." Looking at the people in the field, Li Muchen sighed. "It seems that he is also a strong contender for the top spot in this conference. I underestimated his strength before." "I've only heard of Wang Quan Jue Ye before, but I didn't expect this Wind Sword Master to be so powerful." The Golden Phoenix Road, "The Wang Quan family is really full of talented people!" "I heard before that the Zhang family's Black Sword, the second best sword in the world, originated from the Wang Quan family?" Huaizhu spoke. "That's right!" Li Muchen nodded. "It is said that the founder of the Zhang family was a Wind Sword Master of the Wang Quan family. Later, because he was dissatisfied with the actions of the then head of the Wang Quan family, he rebelled and founded the Black Sword Zhang family." Jin Renfeng nodded secretly. He was very clear about this. The head of the Wang Quan family at that time was named Wang Quan Jingxing. Because his own son Wang Quan Wumu was too talented, he was jealous and attacked and killed him. At that time, Fengjian Master Zhang Feng and Wang Quan Wumu were close friends. Because he was dissatisfied with Wang Quan Jingxing's actions, he took the initiative to rebel against the Wang Quan family.
"It is really sad that such a talented disciple can only become a sword slave in a noble family." Jin Renfeng sighed. It is for both the Black Sword Zhang Feng and the current Sword Slave Han Feng. (End of this chapter)