C24 Let's have a fight

Hearing Zhou Tong's words, Xue Yang couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Heh heh, maybe so. But ah, things like self, sometimes it's a personality, sometimes it's a kind of ignorance. What was the Heavens? How could acting against the heavens be so simple? I'm afraid you and I may not necessarily be able to become that kind of people. "

Xue Yang's laughter was somewhat gloomy and dejected, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, since your body is more or less recovered, why don't the two of us spar for a while? In any case, the night is very boring and our house is very secluded. We aren't afraid of disturbing our fellow sect members, what do you think? "

Zhou Tong licked his lips and looked at Xue Yang, smiling with interest: "Very good, we won't get to know each other if we don't fight. Senior Brother wants to seek a quick death, I, Junior Brother, am here to experience Senior Brother's skills."

After he finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other and smiled. Then, they turned around and jumped down from the roof.

Just as Xue Yang had said, the two's living quarters was extremely quiet. The entire room was arranged to be in a small courtyard, and outside the courtyard was the forest. The two of them immediately left the courtyard, and under Xue Yang's lead, they entered the forest.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, they arrived at an open area. There were stone bars, sandbags and wooden stakes, as well as a wooden human formation that specialized in dodging movements. It was obvious that this was Xue Yang's regular training grounds.

"Senior Brother, the equipment here is quite comprehensive. In the future, I will be able to enjoy it." Zhou Tong scanned through the equipment and laughed.

"I made them myself when I had nothing better to do. It's good as long as you don't mind."

Xue Yang waved his hand, and then took out his own great sword and hefted it on his shoulder, "Come, the two of us are martial artists, you and me, we will definitely fight to our heart's content against qi-repair! I have not fought with martial artists for a long time, just like you said, today we will fight to our deaths."

"Junior brother, it's been a long time since I've had a good fight. Senior brother, please!"

Ever since his rebirth, Zhou Tong had never had a good fight with a martial cultivator's opponent, and was extremely excited. Furthermore, he also urgently wanted to know the specific effects of the mysterious black energy in his body, for a martial cultivator like Xue Yang to be his opponent, that was simply the best outcome.

The Meteorite Sword was unsheathed, and emitted a sonorous hum. Zhou Tong then stood up straight and stared straight at Xue Yang: "Senior brother, this sword's name is Xing Yun, may I ask what is the name of the sword in senior brother's hand?"

"The name of this sword is Duan Yue, junior brother shall take good care of it." Xue Yang raised the huge sword in his hand and pointed it straight at Zhou Tong.

A martial artist treated weapons as if they were brothers. Before the battle, reporting the name of the weapon to each other was a form of respect for the weapon, as well as for the opponent.

With that said, Xue Yang rushed towards Zhou Tong with the Broken Mountain Sword in his hands.

Just as Xue Yang had said, the method Xue Yang trained was one that stressed upon suppressing one's strength. However, one could see it from the three inch deep footprints that Xue Yang was standing on. The Broken Mountain Sword quickly made its move, and waved its hand at Zhou Tong. Everywhere the sword passed, the sound of tiger roars could be heard.

"Come at me!"

Zhou Tong's eyes immediately lit up. This kind of oppressive feeling could only be felt when fighting with martial artists. The stimulation of having the bloodline spurted out immediately ignited Zhou Tong's fighting spirit. Both of his legs split apart as he galloped forward, the Meteorite Sword roiling up from the bottom and waving towards the Broken Mountain Sword.

With a "Zheng" sound, the two of them took three to five steps back. The two of them looked at each other with expressions of disbelief. They smiled at each other, their fighting intent soaring to the heavens.

With Zhou Tong's cultivation at the first level of qi generating state, the twenty-one levels of energy had merged together, the strength surpassing four thousand kilograms, and with the addition of the two parts of the energy brought about by the mysterious black energy within Zhou Tong's body, the power was even more astonishing.

But even so, under this attack, the two of them were still able to fight to a draw.

Zhou Tong immediately realized how powerful his opponent was. Xue Yang's qi generating state was around the third level, and also a martial artist. In terms of strength, he was stronger than Zhou Tong.

However, Zhou Tong's response deftly neutralized Xue Yang's attack. Compared to Xue Yang who was an expert in strength, Zhou Tong was even more adept in the perfect balance of 'strength', 'skill', and 'speed'.

The air was filled with the sound of metal buzzing, it was the sound of the Meteorite Sword.

Zhou Tong looked at her own Meteorite Sword and nodded, "Looks like compared to Senior Brother's' Broken Mountain ', my Meteorite Sword is still inferior."

Xue Yang's face revealed joy, his eyes full of hope. In that split-second, Zhou Tong's blade accurately slashed onto the tip of Broken Mountain Sword's sword, there was no mistake at all.

"Isn't your technique a bit too exquisite?"

Right after he finished, Xue Yang waved her Broken Mountain Sword and pounced. In Xue Yang's hands, this enormous sword was just like its name, possessing the power to split a mountain and break a mountain.

The battle between the two had turned into a battle of strength and skill.

Although Xue Yang was only able to use the first stage of the [Mo Li Sword Art], it was still enough to surpass the might of most common sword techniques.

In the air, the Meteorite Sword's trembling became louder and louder, mixing with the happy roars of the two.

Finally, the hum of the Meteorite Sword reached its peak. A screeching, metallic sound could be heard and the two sharp blades intersected. The two of them instantly passed by each other.

The two of them put away their weapons at the same time and turned to look at each other. Both of them had a warm smile on their faces as they pointed at each other.

"Senior Brother, thank you." Zhou Tong cupped his hands together and freely breathed in the cold night air.

"Hey, what's with this? This battle was extremely thrilling. To have an opponent like you, what more do we need? " At the same time, Xue Yang returned the greeting with his hands folded in front of his chest with a carefree smile.

Only martial arts cultivators could understand this feeling of contentment and contentment.

The next morning

"Clang clang clang!"

As the sun rose, a series of hurried knocks broke the silence.

"Who is it? It's so early in the morning and they're here."

Xue Yang rubbed his eyes as he yawned loudly. He got up, put on his clothes, walked to the door and opened it.

"Who is it?" Xue Yang's mouth twitched as he looked outside the door, only to see a disciple dressed in A Gate robes standing in front of the door.

The person outside the door cupped his hands towards Xue Yang and said, "Good morning, Senior Brother Xue Yang. I am here on orders from Master to visit the new Junior Brother Jin.

"Oh, looking for Junior Brother Zhou Tong. "Please wait a moment, I'll go get him." Xue Yang waved his hands and yawned as he walked back into the house.

"Junior brother, wake up. Master wants to see you. Where is he?"

When he lifted up Zhou Tong's quilt, Xue Yang found that Zhou Tong was no longer in the house. He couldn't help but scratch his head and had a helpless look on his face.

"What kind of weirdos are these? All of you get up so early, aren't you sleepy? "

On the training grounds at the back of the mountain, Zhou Tong sat cross legged. Spirit Qi flowed through all the meridians in his body.

After a long while, Zhou Tong finally opened his eyes again.

Once he stepped into the qi generating state, the spirit energy would come into existence by itself, and continuously condense and grow within his body. It would nurture his meridians and refine his body and soul.

After last night's battle with Xue Yang, the two of them went back to chat for a while before falling asleep. This morning, Zhou Tong woke up as per his habit, and since Xue Yang was still sleeping soundly, Zhou Tong quietly walked out of his room and went to the training grounds to train.

"Sure enough, you're here! Heh ~"

Just as Zhou Tong was about to get up and practice, Xue Yang's lazy voice came from behind. Turning his head around, Xue Yang's clothes were still loose and loose, obviously he had just woken up.

"Senior, if you're tired, go back and sleep. I'm used to it. Sleeping in and out isn't something that you can enjoy." Zhou Tong smiled indifferently, looking at Xue Yang, his eyes were squinted.

"Master has sent someone to deliver the message to you. He's waiting for you. Don't be in such a hurry to train. It won't be too late to go out and practice." Xue Yang said slowly as his head drooped. Then, he turned around and waved his hand, "I'll go back to sleep for a while more."

Zhou Tong curled his lips, turned around and followed him.