The golden raven rises and the sun is warm.

The city of Huang Tongfu.

There was a breakfast stand in front of the Long Xing gun room.

A group of young men dressed in bright green gathered here to eat.

Zhou Heng was one of them.

He ate salted bean blossoms and doughnuts with great pleasure.

As a time traveler for two and a half years...

This was the only way he could remember life on earth

Of course, in this "Great Land of Qi", which resembles ancient China, there were other ways.

The bottom line was that he couldn't afford to spend so much money.

He was poor.

Martial arts training costs money.

A lot of money.

And it doesn't cover housing.

The rent in Huang Tongfu City is also quite expensive.

Breakfast must be carefully planned.

Today, Zhou Heng is just an ordinary apprentice at the Huangtongfu Longxing Martial Arts Center, an uninitiated martial artist, not qualified to teach as an instructor, and of course, he has no regular income.

Nor does he want to disturb his family.

In this life, his parents were just ordinary families in the mountains, living off the land and weaving cloth, with little money, he was already very reluctant to send him to the martial arts school in the capital to learn martial arts.

As a result, Zhou Heng often took on part-time jobs such as babysitting and running for money.

However, the income from what a martial arts school apprentice could do was not too high, and after paying the martial arts school tuition fees, the remaining money could barely cover his daily expenses.

"It would be nice if I could get into ninth grade, but the martial school instructor would have a minimum of ten taels of money per month, and the money for a ninth grade martial artist working as a guard would be much higher too. "

Zhou Heng calculated mentally that when he earned more money in the future, he would buy two bowls of bean flowers, one salty and one sweet for a change, and four doughnuts as well.

Eat them all.

Maybe even buy a mansion on the outskirts of this Huangtongfu city.

No need to look at the owner's face anymore.

Zhou Heng was dreaming of a bright future in his heart, when he suddenly found a plate in front of him.

On the plate was a large white bread with white flowers.

I looked up.

A young girl of sixteen or seventeen stood pretty at the table, fair skinned and with rosy cheeks.

This bread was what she had sent.

The girl blinked her long eyelashes, looked at Zhou Heng and smiled, "Brother Heng'er, your meal".

After she said that, she turned around and left, continuing back to the stall to help.

She was the daughter of the owner of the breakfast stall.

Her name was Yun Sleeve.

It is said that she practiced martial arts at one of the major martial arts schools in the county town, and that she was a good young girl who hoped to enter grade nine before she turned twenty.

Every once in a while, when she came home to visit her family, she would come and help out at the breakfast stand.

Whenever Zhou Heng was around, she would take the initiative to send a meat loaf.

Some local youths who were close to Zhou Heng would stand up in arms.

"Girl with sleeves, why don't you give us free bread?"

"Exactly! You are biased, sleeve girl!"

"Why does Zhou Heng eat your fat loaves for nothing, do you have any ideas, Sleeve Girl?"

Yun Sleeve gave those people a blank look and laughed: "Because you're not as handsome as Heng'er."

Handsome?

The few people who had just started a ruckus looked at Zhou Heng.

Whistle!

You are more handsome than your own brothers!

At last, sixteen or seventeen, with a slender figure, angular features, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth.

If he put on a brocade coat and a jade crown, he would certainly be a good gentleman.

A handsome gentleman!

"Hehehe!" Zhou Heng showed his face and smiled, "Don't envy me, it's natural."

"Silence!"

There was a silence around them.

Among them was a young man who looked ordinary and rather reserved

His name was Yu He and he was Zhou Heng's best friend at the Long Xing Martial Arts Center

"Zhou Heng, I hear you entered the Wang family selection contest for temporary guards." Yu He said, a little worried, "Can't you go?"

"What?" Zhou Heng swallowed the bun sleeve three times and said, "Why can't you go? The reward is ten taels of silver, and I asked Master Lin if the trip is not too dangerous"

He usually earns a maximum of two taels of money per month, sometimes even less than two taels, and this sudden sum of ten taels of money is already approaching him! Six months of income now.

After asking for clarification and feeling that this should not be a big problem, he signed up.

It could be about his future standard of living.

And the big plan to buy a house.

Since he had crossed over and could not go back for a while, he had to live seriously.

"The race may not be dangerous, but this selection contest could be." Yu He shook his head, eyebrows knitted together, and said, "I heard Sun Zhengping of Hechang Martial School also entered this contest.

"Sun Zhengping has been practicing martial arts for ten years and is about to enter the ninth grade, he is a famous expert among our martial artists of the Huang Tong house who only entered the grade at the age of thirty, you He is not compatible with him.

"Moreover, he is skilled in the sword, having attained perfection with his ninth grade sword technique, the Thirteen Sabres of Autumn Rain, and has always been ruthless, and those he has defeated are either death or wounds, and I fear that you are too. If you need money quickly, I can... "

"It's not necessary." Zhou Heng shakes his head and interrupts Yu He

He then opened his mouth and drank all the bean flowers from his bowl, put five coins on the table, stood up and smiled at the crane: "Actually, I also rushed the This contest is on, Sun Zhengping is famous, I wanted to meet him for a long time".

Yu He smiled bitterly at these words: "I knew I couldn't stop you, you are a dedicated, courageous and refined martial artist, you won't back down. So be careful with everything, Sun Zhengping is very strong".

"Don't you worry." Zhou Heng patted Yu He's shoulder and smiled, "Sun Zhengping is strong, and I am not weak either You eat first, I'll go back to the martial arts school to train"

"Let me know if you need money." Yuhe also laughed: "My family has money."

"Don't worry, just..." Zhou Heng waved his hand, turned his back, and continued walking towards Long Xing's martial hall.

.....

As an ordinary apprentice at the martial arts school, Zhou Heng did not have his own independent training room

He could only practice martial arts with other apprentices in the martial arts hall.

However, it was breakfast time, and the others had not yet arrived.

Zhou Heng was the only one here

He adjusts his own breath and his appearance becomes solemn.

There was no more mischief he had on the outside

He was nervous by nature, but he was incredibly serious when it came to putting his skills into practice.

Ever since he saw two people flying through the sky fighting two years ago, directly shaking a thousand-metre high mountain out of the powder snow, he was determined to Your own meticulous martial arts training.

It was not only an ancient world, but a world where high quality martial artists had the ability to move mountains, pick stars and catch the moon, and be called immortal gods.

Wanting to live a better life.

Wanting to live in peace.

Want to know why you crossed over and if it is possible to return to Earth.

You have great martial arts skills and great strength!

Clank!

Zhou Heng took out his knife, the morning sunlight reflecting off the blade through the window, making his whole body feel like a glow.

Begin!

Dagger!

One movement at a time!

Full speed ahead!

That's great!

This is the ninth grade of the Long Xing School of Martial Arts teaching Gao Tianzhi's apprentices the "Twelve Path Technique that separates mountains with a sword".

Every movement of Zhou Heng was very standard, the dribbling of the blade was of incomparable smoothness, without the slightest stop, and the blade had a momentum, as if it was already at the stage of great accomplishment. Towards completion.

This is what he relied on to participate in this competition.

As Zhou Heng told Crane earlier...

Sun Zhengping was indeed strong, but he was not weak either

And he also wanted to see if he could take his culture of blade technique further and really achieve perfection through this competition.

For an uninitiated martial artist to reach the ninth grade, he must not only have a certain level of culture and obvious endurance characteristics, but also practice a ninth grade martial art to perfection.

"But what does it mean to be perfect? It's too vague, it would be nice to have a progress bar".

Zhou Heng reflects in his heart.

In fact, he had already practiced this blade technique with great success six months ago, and had even trained a muscle memory, so it doesn't matter if he thinks things in his head! The body is training, but still has no idea when it will be complete.

That was then.

He suddenly heard a strange, fast sound in his mind.

You are trying to practice the martial art "Twelve Routes Between Mountain Swords" [Grade 9], Level +1.

"You are trying to practice the martial art "Twelve Roads Between Sword and Mountain" [ninth grade], skill level +3."

.....

"You are trying to practice the martial art "Twelve Roads Splitting Mountain Saber Technique" [Ninth grade], skill level +2." ..........

"You are trying to practice the martial art Twelve Roads Splitting Mountain Saber Technique" [Ninth grade], skill level +2.

.....

"You are trying to practice the martial art Twelve Roads Splitting Mountain Saber Technique" [Nine-Pin], skill level +1.

"Congratulations! Continuing education triggers the "Reward from Heaven", which deepens the understanding of the martial art "Twelve Paths Splitting Mountain Blade" [Nine-Pin], skill +10. "

"Congratulations! The martial art "Twelve paths that split the mountain's blade" [9] is perfect! Blessing bag [Copper] +1."

"Bag of Luck [Copper]: It's very complete and contains everything, so you can get unexpected rewards after opening it."

"Does he open the Lucky Bag [Copper]?"

Zhou Heng was confused

I'm stunned

The expression on his face was tense.

Surprised

What the hell...

What the hell's going on here?

The system?

He unconsciously chose "yes".

I opened the bag of luck.

"Congratulations! Lucky! Rare reward "Solo Nine Swords Broken Sword Style"