"Enough!" Zhou Renjun scolded and separated the two. "All of them are children of the Zhou family, how can you fight for life and death in martial arts competition? You two won't retreat!"

The two of them looked at each other, and they were indignant. But due to the elders, no one dared to move, so they had to retreat aside.

Seeing that both of them retreated aside, Zhou Renjun bowed to the five elders and said, "All uncles and uncles have seen it, and the two of them are in equal measure when they fight each other. In this way, my son Zhou Rui is qualified to participate in this competition."

The five elders nodded and said, "It turns out that a hero is a young man. When I see you today, I will also see you very much." After saying that, Zhou Hao left alone and left here.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless and he had lost another battle, Zhou Hao was not good to say anything, so he had to limp and prepare to leave.

Zhou Renjun stopped Zhou Hao and said, "I will participate in the competition in one month. You must maintain your health. I will deliver the silt pill to your room later. You can cultivate yourself and prepare for the competition."

"Hmph." Zhou Hao left angrily as if he was unhappy.

Seeing Zhou Hao leave here, Zhou Renjun turned around and looked at Zhou Rui with a smile, saying, "My son is really promising. It's only been an hour to get this boxing score. It's really rare to use one move inside to fight the wind and waves."

Zhou Rui said, "Father, I will still win in my internal strength this time. If I hadn't reached the ninth level of my internal strength and had practiced the Huntian Xin method to the fifth level, even if I used the right move, I would never have hurt Zhou Hao's hair."

Zhou Renjun said, "What you said is reasonable. If you two have similar internal strengths, you would never win so easily."

When Zhou Rui heard his father say this, his face suddenly became solemn, saying, "I would like to ask my father to let the child learn more advanced martial arts so that he can have a better chance of winning at this addict meeting."

"This..." Zhou Renjun still couldn't get rid of his hesitation, and this time he began to think of some messy things. "Forget it, just follow your thoughts. Anyway, I have already said hello to the study. You can just go to find whatever you want, but you should still cherish your body and not be reckless. As the saying goes, haste will not be achieved..."

A lot of words began to come out of Zhou Renjun's mouth. Zhou Rui, the boy, could no longer listen. He ran away while his father was not paying attention and ran to the study.

Once again, Zhou Rui ran to the study room and lost his father by his side, and carefully selected every martial arts book. The books in the study room were full of dazzling, including leg techniques, boxing techniques, sword techniques, and sword techniques. Zhou Rui's eyes were dazzled, but he couldn't pick one.

Zhou Rui looked at the martial arts books in the room and said to himself: "For so many books, it is probably only our Zhou family who can accumulate this strength. But for so many books, which one should I choose to practice.

After flipping around, Zhou Rui's eyes suddenly fell on the level of a bookshelf. Looking closely, under the bookshelf, there was a ragged book that he used to step on.

With curious eyes, Zhou Rui looked at the book carefully and thought to himself: "What is this? How could someone use it to plaster the bookshelf?"

Taking advantage of this curiosity, Zhou Rui wasted his power and carefully took out the broken book from under the foot of the table. The book should be a few years old, and the pages of the whole book have turned yellow and become extremely fragile. If you accidentally tore off a piece of the page.

Zhou Rui took the book and looked carefully, and saw a passage written on the first page:

I was ten years old and I had achieved some success in my qi cultivation at the age of fifteen. I followed my master to practice swordsmanship at the age of twenty. At the age of thirty-five, I was outstanding in swordsmanship, and no one could match me. I could make a sword with flowers and leaves. At the age of forty, I was voluntarily imprisoned because of a big mistake. However, there was no successor to a certain martial arts. Now I wrote this swordsmanship into a book for later generations to refer to and study. I hope that those who are destined to learn it and become successful as soon as possible.

Zhou Xiaotian, the eighth generation descendant of the Zhou family.

Zhou Rui calculated by counting his fingers, the eighth generation? I am the nineteenth generation now. Even if it is thirty years and one generation, it is more than two hundred years away from now!

Zhou Rui was shocked and thought to himself that he had never heard from his father that he had such an ancestor in the past, and his martial arts skills were so powerful.

Continue to look back and write this paragraph on the second page:

The spiritual sword box is hidden, and the cause contains the Taoist love, the sword heart cannot be stopped, the divine fate is ineffective, the three-foot sword of justice, and the evil is abandoned to the imperial capital,

The Lingxiao Palace is shining with light in all directions, clouds are heavy and rain are the sky, the sound of the sword is loud, the magnificent seven-star text shines on the three heavenly soldiers,

The dragon is a thing, and the energy is roaring when it feels. The dragon roars often think about it, and the jumping box is uneven. This sword is in the human world, and hundreds of demons gather together.

The evil and the demon are also shocked. Try to shoot towards the stars and moons, divine lights, and there will be no thoughts on the earth, and the soldiers in the world can be stopped.

Zhou Rui read a few articles and thought to himself: "This is probably the general song of this sword score. I will recite it carefully later."

After flipping through, I only wrote seven sword techniques in this book. Zhou Rui turned over and couldn't figure out whether it was because of the age of time, other page counts were missing, or this sword score had only seven tricks.

Looking back, he carefully looked at the first move written on the sword score, called "Tight Sword and Watching the Moon". Zhou Rui looked at the name of the sword move, and felt funny, thinking: "Who has given such a poetic name for the sword move, and it looks like it is not useful. I don't know if this sword score can be practiced."

Without thinking too much, Zhou Hao put the sword in his arms and ran to his father to ask what was going on.

Zhou Hao hurriedly ran to his father, thought for a long time, and asked, "Father, I want to ask you something."

Zhou Renjun was looking at the book without raising his head and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhou Rui said, "Did our ancestors have a man named Zhou Xiaotian?"

"Zhou Xiaotian?" Zhou Renjun couldn't help but frown when she heard her son asking her, and said impatiently: "I haven't heard of it."

"Oh." Seeing that his father did not answer, Zhou Rui didn't want to ask anything more.

Seeing that Zhou Rui was not talking, Zhou Renjun raised his head and looked at Zhou Rui and asked, "Didn't you go to the study to choose martial arts? Have you chosen it?"

Zhou Rui scratched his head and said, "Hehe, it's too difficult to choose for a long time. I can't even learn it. It seems that I'd better concentrate on practicing my Wind Breaking Fist."

"Hmph!" Zhou Renjun said maliciously: "I knew you didn't have the perseverance of this kind, and you still dared to speak loudly in front of me."

Zhou Rui grimaced and said, "What my father taught me is that the child dares not." After that, he ran out.

Seeing Zhou Rui leave, Zhou Renjun muttered in a low voice: "How could this child suddenly ask Zhou Xiaotian? This is the secret of my Zhou family. I feel that it cannot be known to outsiders."

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