Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

Chapter 68 Devastating Victory

Zhou Yan stood on the arena, his right hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, looking calmly at the noisy black-clad guards below.

Lu Qingshuang raised an eyebrow as she looked at the calm-looking young man on the stage.

She had initially thought that Zhou Yan was just going through the motions on stage.

But now it seems...

It seemed to be somewhat different from what she had guessed.

Fang Wenjian's smile became even brighter.

He believed that Zhou Yan did this on purpose.

He wanted to make Lu Qingshuang look better, so he took a gamble.

He gave Zhou Jing a wink, and Zhou Jing nodded slightly, glancing in one direction from the group of black-clad guards.

After a while.

A loud shout suddenly rang out, silencing the surrounding noise.

"Arrogant!"

A tall, black-clad guard leaped and landed directly on the arena.

The man had triangular eyes, a somewhat sinister face, and a single-edged sword at his waist.

He turned to Zhou Yan and said sternly, "You country bumpkin, considering your merit in saving Commander Lu, admit defeat and step back, and I'll spare you this time."

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Many of the guards in black robes below the stage began to whisper among themselves upon recognizing the person who had come up.

"It is Lu Jia."

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"His achievements are indeed enough to qualify him for the rank of captain."

"I heard he's already at the late stage of the third training level, right?"

  

"Yes, he's in the late stage of the third level of training, and his swordsmanship is not weak either."

"Now we're in for a good watch."

Discussions continued to rise.

Zhou Yan glanced at Lu Jia, but did not reply immediately.

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Instead, he glanced at the crowd below the stage again and said, "Is there anyone else? Come up together, let's save some time."

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Lu Jia, left standing to the side, felt his face burning with rage, and his eyes were practically spitting fire.

They're completely disregarding him.

choke!

He drew his single-edged sword from his waist, pointed it at Zhou Yan, and shouted, "Let me teach you what it means to respect your seniors!"

Having said that, he unleashed his movement technique, shifting his steps left and right, and charged forward at an extremely fast speed.

He slashed out with his single sword, aiming straight for Zhou Yan's chest.

He used only five-tenths of his strength in that strike.

His opponent was only a second-level practitioner; he was confident that even a fraction of his strength wouldn't be enough to stop him.

Although he wanted nothing more than to kill the arrogant young man in front of him, he didn't dare to actually kill him because the other party was Lu Qingshuang's savior.

Although he also shares the surname Lu, he is not a member of the Lu family. He has offended Lu Qingshuang, and he fears that even the Fang family cannot protect him.

However, while teaching the other party a lesson, it's also good to demonstrate one's own strength, which can also increase his value in Fang Baihu's eyes.

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the long sword slashing towards him diagonally.

next moment.

Draw the knife!

choke!

A flash of gleaming light suddenly appeared, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Lu Jia's blade had only cut halfway when his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

wrong.

This aura—

This is not a second practice session!

But by the time he tried to unleash his full power, it was too late.

clang!

The blade flashed later but arrived first.

Zhou Yan slashed upwards with his sword, striking Lu Jia's blade hard.

Lu Jia felt an unparalleled force emanating from the opponent's blade.

The single-edged sword in his hand was cleaved and sent flying high into the air.

The veins in his neck bulged as he tried to forcefully hold down his arms.

But his entire arm was numb from the shock of that knife strike.

Before he could regain control of his body, Zhou Yan's voice rang in his ears.

"Dark clouds loom overhead."

next moment.

Above Lu Jia's line of sight, the light of blades suddenly spread out.

One after another, streaks of light flashed, as if they had truly transformed into gloomy, heavy dark clouds, obscuring his entire vision and pressing down upon him.

To die!

At that moment, Lu Jia felt a chill run down his spine.

He wanted to quit.

But his arm was still numb, and his body was shaken off balance by Zhou Yan's first strike.

He wanted to hide.

All that could be seen was the glint of blades, as if the entire sky had pressed down upon them.

In that instant, he suddenly remembered what Zhou Jing had told him before.

"He's just a country bumpkin with only two training sessions. You go up there and go through the motions, and the position of captain will be secured."

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Second practice session?

Is this supposed to be the second practice session?

He kept his hand raised and slowly closed his eyes.

There's no way to dodge it, no way to stop it; all we can do is wait to die.

But after waiting for a while, the expected pain did not come.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the faint sound of the wind.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

What came into view was an extremely sharp blade.

The blade stopped less than three inches above his eyes.

The chill made his brow furrow.

It was so close.

If that blade were to actually fall, his head would probably be split in two.

Zhou Yan twisted his wrist and slowly sheathed his sword.

"Thank you for your concession."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice calm.

Lu Jia stood there, his face deathly pale.

The entire training ground fell into a deathly silence at that moment.

The surrounding air was completely silent, and everyone stared blankly at the arena.

What just happened?

Lu Jia, who was in the late stage of the third training, couldn't even withstand a single move.

How is that possible!

Li Kun was the first to react, and shouted loudly, "Good!"

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That sound seemed to ignite the entire training ground.

boom!

The surrounding area erupted in discussion.

"Isn't this week's inkstone practice session the second one?"

"Second training my ass! That aura just now was clearly third training!"

"Three training sessions? How old is he?"

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The discussions came in waves.

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Fang Wenjian, sitting in the audience, lost his smile and stared at Zhou Yan on stage, his right eyelid twitching incessantly.

Three practices!

This kid was hiding his true strength. Was it the Turtle Breathing Technique? Or some other method of concealing one's breath?

Damn.

On the other side of the arena, Lu Qingshuang's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

Three rounds of practice, and not just the first three rounds.

This kid's talent is even higher than she imagined. How much time has it been?

A month?

To have crossed a realm in such a short time—such a cultivation speed is by no means bad among the younger generation in Jiande Prefecture.

On the stage.

Lu Jia left the arena in a daze.

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Zhou Yan sheathed his long sword and scanned the audience once more.

"Which colleague is willing to step forward and fight?"

His voice was not high.

This time, however, no one in the audience laughed.

The guards in black robes looked at each other, and for a moment no one spoke.

Zhang Yi, who was hidden in the crowd, also quietly slipped away.

Her strength was roughly equal to Lu Jia's, yet Lu Jia suffered such a crushing defeat, failing to even withstand a single move.

Although there was an element of underestimating her opponent, she was confident that she wouldn't be able to withstand twenty moves.

Rather than going up there and making a fool of myself, I'd rather wait until this period is over and then get promoted to captain based on my merits. Anyway, there's still one spot left.

There's no rush.

Seeing that no one spoke up or went up on stage.

Zhou Yan then turned to look at Fang Wenjian.

Fang Baihu.

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He clasped his hands in a fist salute, his tone still very polite.

"I wonder if Commander Fang thinks I am qualified to be a captain?"

The area around the training ground fell silent once again.

Many of the black-clad guards subconsciously looked at Fang Wenjian.

Fang Wenjian's eye twitched slightly.

He was the one who brought up the matter, and he was also the one who set up the challenge.

What can we say now?

He forced a smile and said, "With Brother Zhou's strength, he is certainly qualified to be a captain."

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingshuang finally revealed a faint smile.

Wang Baichuan glanced at Fang Wenjian, his expression turning somewhat gloomy, but it was only fleeting.

The next moment, a smile returned to his face, and he stepped onto the ring.

"Good! I didn't expect you to have the strength of a third-level cultivator at such a young age. You are indeed a young genius!"

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a salute and said, "Commander Wang, you flatter me."

To everyone's surprise, Wang Baichuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's not an overstatement. You're only sixteen years old, right? What else could you be but a genius at such a young age? Your promotion to captain is well-deserved."

Praise to death!

Zhou Yan sneered inwardly.

The Black-Clad Guards really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves.

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute once more.

"Thank you for your praise, Commander Wang. I have only practiced three times and am not worthy of the title of genius."

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Wang Baichuan's eyes paused slightly, then his smile widened.

"Good. It's even more commendable to remain humble after victory."

"Let's go. Now that it's all over, let's go to the Bureau of Experience and get your new badge."

Lu Qingshuang's cold voice came from below, and then she gave Wang Baichuan a cold look. Of course, her thoughts did not escape her notice.

"yes!

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Zhou Yan responded, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Commander Wang, and then stepped down from the arena.

Li Kun stepped forward and put his arm around Zhou Yan's shoulder, saying, "Good lad, you kept this from me for so long! When did you break through to the third level?"

Zhou Yan scratched his head sheepishly and said, "You didn't ask. I just broke through not long ago."

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Li Kun laughed and said, "Haha—from now on, you'll have to call me Commandant Zhou when we meet."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan rolled his eyes at the other party and said, "You call me Captain Zhou Yan, and I call you Brother Li. Isn't it all the same?"

"Hahaha----

Li Kun smiled broadly.

Seeing that the other person was genuinely happy for him, Zhou Yan felt a warmth in his heart.

Stop dawdling and let's go!

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Lu Qingshuang said coldly from the front.

"Yes"

The two responded and stopped smiling.

Zhou Yan glanced back at Wang Baichuan and Fang Wenjian, his gaze lingering for a moment.

He's a captain now.

This first step has been taken!

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