Chapter 157 Sen Luo Ya

"I think this suits you well..."

Together with Xi Lan's soft voice, there was a strange black saber in her jade palm.

As soon as this thing came out, there was a clear trembling sound in the air.

"This is?"

Chu Hen raised his handsome eyebrows, and looked at the saber in front of him with astonishment in his eyes.

The sword is more than three feet long, and its appearance is somewhat similar to that of a long sword. The blade is as black as ink, and the blade is glowing with silver light. The back of the sword is relatively wide and thick, and it has nine ratchets...

However, there are strange patterns on the black blade.

This pattern is like the fangs and sharp teeth of that powerful beast, exuding a particularly cold and murderous aura.

baby!

Absolutely baby!

Chu Hen, who grew up in the General's Mansion in Linyan City, was quite knowledgeable about all kinds of weapons. The black saber in front of him gave off a particularly sharp and sharp aura.

This is certainly not a common thing.

"This knife is called Sen Luoya..." Xi Lan's red lips were light, and a trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes like Qiushui. She sent the black sword to Chu Hen, "I give it to you now."

"Give it to me?" Chu Hen was obviously taken aback.

"Yeah!" Xi Lan nodded lightly, looking straight at the other party with her beautiful eyes, "I was attacked by 'that person' in the Tianchi Mountains that day, if you hadn't woken me up, I'm afraid I would have died in that 'No Hate Phantom Formation' 'It's in the middle. Originally, this should give you five thousand star points, but it is my private matter after all...so I should thank you in private..."

"No need, mentor." Chu Hen smiled brightly, and rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly, "Teacher, you have saved me again and again, and I will help you once, it's nothing at all."

"Take it! In a short period of time, you can't find a suitable close-range combat weapon. You accept it, and you can help me let go of some past pain..."

"Pain? Teacher, what do you mean?"

Xi Lan's expression was slightly gloomy, her beautiful eyes looked at the black saber in her hand, and she murmured softly, "This was originally a gift for my brother.

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"That's it! Then I can't accept it, mentor..."

"But he's dead!"

What?

As soon as these words came out, Chu Hen immediately froze in place, his pupils trembled slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

Xi Lan's eyes were full of uncontrollable sadness, and her fingertips brushed gently across Sen Luo Ya's knife, as if she was caressing the tender cheeks of her beloved brother.

"To this day, I still clearly remember how happy he was when he got Sen Luoya for the first time. He leaped onto the rooftop excitedly, shouting loudly that he would become the pinnacle of the world in the future... After so many years, I I should let this matter go, I believe Xi Chen is not willing to see me living in the shadow of the past like this!"

Xi Lan said softly to herself, her gentle and sad appearance was especially pitiful.

Then, she looked up at Chu Hen again, and said, "Although it's not polite to give you the things of the dead, I think you should be the most suitable person for Sen Luo Ya..."

Hearing Xi Lan's trembling voice, Chu Hen felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

This black saber named 'Sen Luo Ya' carried too much emotion from Xi Lan.

Now, she gave this sword to herself. To a certain extent, she was entrusting her brother's unfulfilled long-cherished wish on herself.

This is a precious and heavy gift.

"How can I, Chu Hen, make you love me so much..." Chu Hen let out a deep breath, and immediately reached out his hand resolutely to take Sen Luo Ya from the other party's hand.

"Teacher, from now on, I will definitely do my best to reproduce the majesty of Sen Luoya. Please also get out of the pain in the past and let go of the burden in your heart."

Xi Lan's delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes filled with light mist looked at the handsome young man in front of her with complicated eyes.

The bright sunshine pours down through the lush maple branches and leaves.

Shining on Chu Hen's fair face, there was a faint hazy feeling.

"call……"

A gentle breeze blew by, stirring up the fiery red maple leaves on the ground.

Suddenly, there seemed to be another young figure in front of Xi Lan's eyes, with the same slender figure, handsome face, and resolute eyes...

This vague figure was already familiar to Xi Lan and couldn't be more familiar.

Her pupils trembled slightly, as if she saw two young figures overlapping in front of her.

"bass……"

A crisp metallic trill sounded suddenly from Sen Luo's teeth, and Sen Leng's blade shone with a dazzling light.

At this moment, Xi Lan felt as if Xi Chen had just returned, and the shackles in her heart seemed to be untied in an instant. Then her vision became clear again, and Chu Hen was still in front of her.

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"Come on! In another five months, it will be the 'War of the Whole Academy'. Although there will not be many newcomers participating, you will definitely not be absent!"

Xi Lan said softly.

"The whole court will be martial arts?" Chu Hen was startled.

"That's right, there are a total of 31 high-ranking martial arts houses in the imperial capital city to jointly hold the 'Competition of the Whole School'. The top talents from all the schools will participate in it. This is a good opportunity for you to try."

After all, Chu Hen is just a rookie. No matter how talented he is, his admission time and age are still young. Compared with those top monsters, there is still a lot of gap.

Xi Lan didn't think about the opponent's ranking in the competition.

So consider this a trial.

The whole school competition!

Chu Hen clenched his fists and subconsciously asked in a low voice, "That means Wei Qingfan will also participate..."

Xi Lan raised her brows lightly. She had heard a little about Chu Hen's experience in the imperial capital in the past few months. She was rejected by twenty-seven high-ranking martial arts houses in a row. Wei Qingfan probably had something to do with it.

Coupled with the Saint Bell City and his party, Chu Hen and Wei Qingfan were always at odds with each other. It can be seen that the grievances between the two of them are almost difficult to resolve.

"If you want to beat Wei Qingfan, it's going to be difficult!" Xi Lan said, "High-level talismans are not allowed in the competition..."

"I didn't intend to use the talisman to defeat him."

Chu Hen clenched his fists and said, with a gloomy chill surging in his eyes. No matter what kind of genius Wei Qingfan is, Chu Hen thought to himself, once he meets his opponent in the martial arts arena, he will go all out.

The bleak autumn wind blows past, and the coolness is particularly clear.

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in the next period of time.

Chu Hen sank into a fast-paced, high-quality cultivation state.

Practice spear skills every morning, study knife skills in the afternoon, and try to control the power of the spell seal runes and learn the most basic rune arrangement at night...

Almost every day, Chu Hen's queue is full.

Even Mu Feng, who was always lazy, seemed to be stimulated by Chu Hen's diligence. Soon, Mu Feng also reduced the number of times he went out, obviously much harder than before.

In the blink of an eye!

Three months passed quietly!

With the passage of these three months, not only individual people, but also the entire Tianxing Martial House and even all the talented students of the high-level Martial House in the Imperial Capital City have entered into a state of intense practice.

There is no other reason, just because of the martial arts meeting in the whole court two months later.

The whole school competition!

This is the stage for all geniuses and evildoers to show their brilliance, and it is also a gluttonous feast that everyone in the imperial capital is looking forward to.

In the meeting of wind and cloud, dragon and tiger fight for hegemony!

All kinds of top talents gather together to stage shocking duels.

All the geniuses who wanted to participate in this competition of the whole school quietly entered a state of intense preparations. Under the eyes of everyone, the stars are about to usher...

Maple Pile Square!

"boom!"

Together with a heavy shock and explosion, the loose power of true essence was released wantonly on one side of the square.

Chu Hen, who was holding the Devil Slayer Spear, and Liu Yue, who was holding the long sword, both retreated towards the rear.

"Okay!" Xi Lan's voice followed.

Under the watchful eyes of Li Huiye, Zhou Lu, He Qingyuan, Bian Hong and a group of people around, Chu Hen and Liu Yue restrained the released aura in unison.

Then Liu Yue smiled and said, "Not bad! Junior Brother Chu Hen, your spear skills have improved so much!"

Chu Hen also smiled, "That's Senior Sister, let me go."

"I didn't let you in. A few days ago, I found two flaws in your spear technique, and today they are all gone."

The other people beside him also nodded secretly, expressing their affirmation.

Chu Hen smiled without saying a word, and then turned his eyes to Xi Lan who was not far away. The latter showed some admiration on her eyebrows, and it could be seen that she was also affirmative of Chu Hen's progress.

At the beginning, Chu Hen's marksmanship was not flexible enough, and he was easily pressed and beaten at close range!

And Liu Yue's swordsmanship is agile, and her saber is just three feet long, which is a little shorter than ordinary swords. In melee combat, Chu Hen just happened to be restrained.

In the previous few sparring sessions, Chu Hen was indeed a bit choked up.

But with the continuous improvement and improvement of spear skills, Chu Hen's spear skills became more and more exquisite. As far as the duel training just ended, Chu Hen kept a proper distance from Liu Yue from the beginning to the end.

Fully utilizing the advantages of the spear, there was almost no chance for Liu Yue to get close.

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"Next, there will be Bian Hong and He Qingyuan practicing against each other. You two will go to the stake array!"

"Yes!" The two nodded.

At this moment, a team slowly approached from the south of the square.

"Haha, Teacher Xilan, the students under your command are all familiar with each other's moves, why don't you practice duel with my direct students!"

There was a hint of frivolity in the seemingly hearty laughter.

All the students on the Fenglin pile were stunned, and all of them glanced over in unison. I saw that the leader of the team was a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in green and long gown, with a cheerful smile on his face.

"Teacher Yu Yi?"

"He's here to find fault with Teacher Xilan again!"

"There's a good show to watch."

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