Chapter 59: Snow Sword

Chapter 59: Snow Sword

Chapter 59: Snow Sword
Assistant Qiu glanced at Lu Fang and the others, and seeing that they were basically fine, he walked out with Chen Chuan.

Lu Fang and the others watched in silence as Chen Chuan's figure gradually moved away. After a while, a member came over and said, "Deputy head, this..."

Lu Fang turned around and said, "Is everyone okay?"

The member said, "It's nothing, he held back, they are just minor injuries, just apply some medicine and it will heal."

Lu Fang sighed and said, "We were given the opportunity, but we didn't seize it. It's not good to continue to pester him. Maybe he is right. Without Xuan Xiang Jin, he might be able to reach a higher level."

Some people were still unconvinced and said, "How is it possible? Even the seniors couldn't do it, so how can he do it?"

Lu Fang waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Since we can't persuade him to change his mind, we can only wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Lu Fang said: "If he leaves peacefully without so many thoughts, then that's all we can do. It's a pity for his talent, but if he wants to take that step, maybe we can try to help him secretly at that time."

Many students remained silent.

Lu Fang looked at everyone and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's leave first. Jinghao, help send the injured students to the infirmary. Biyang, go get some club funds and buy some good medicine for the injured students today. Also, everyone should go out in batches."

After he had made all the arrangements, everyone supported each other and left. Although they left in batches, they still attracted a lot of attention. Fortunately, it was common for fighters to get injured, so no one thought about it for a while. At most, they were a little surprised. Why were there suddenly so many injured seniors today?

When Chen Chuan followed Assistant Qiu to the hall, Feng Xiaoqi had also finished the exam, but had already gone downstairs. Only Cheng Zitong and Old Lady Ni were left chatting.

Assistant Qiu came to Teacher Ni first and whispered a lot to her. The old lady listened for a while without making any expression, then looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Well, Xiaocheng, this is your student, a very energetic young man."

Cheng Zitong said, "Chen Chuan, this is Teacher Ni, who is considered your teacher and my elder. Please come and greet him."

Chen Chuan came up, bowed to Ni Xiaolin, and said, "Hello, Teacher Ni."

Teacher Ni was very satisfied. She looked at Chen Chuan again and asked, "Young man, what kind of weapon do you like?"

Cheng Zitong perked up and turned back to signal Chen Chuan to answer quickly.

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Long sword."

Old Mrs. Ni gave an order to Assistant Qiu, and after a while, Assistant Qiu came out holding a long sword with a black scabbard.

She said, "You are a young man that the old lady likes, so I will give you a knife today."

Assistant Qiu walked up to Chen Chuan, held the knife upright, and handed it to him.

Chen Chuan didn't go to take it immediately, so Cheng Zitong said, "This is from the old lady. It's a gift for the younger generation. Please accept it."

Chen Chuan nodded to thank Assistant Qiu, raised his hands to hold the scabbard, and took it. At this time, he felt a slight heaviness in his hand, and felt that the knife was heavier than expected. He bowed to Mrs. Ni and said, "Thank you, Teacher Ni."

Old Mrs. Ni smiled and said, "Young man, don't you want to take a look?"

Chen Chuan slowly drew out his sword, and a bright light shone out. When the entire blade was out of the sheath, the room seemed to have a hint of chillness out of nowhere.

Cheng Zitong exclaimed: "What a good knife."

Old Madam Ni said, "Young man, do you think this 'Xuejun Knife' is suitable for your use?"

Chen Chuan felt that the shape of this knife was a bit like the Ming Dynasty long sword he had seen in his previous life. There were fine silver lines wrapped around the handle, and it was estimated to be more than 1.6 meters long.

At this moment, he turned his wrist and gently made a knife flower.

Just now he felt that the knife weighed more than ten pounds. Most knives weighed only two or three pounds. Even students of Wuyi College would not use kilograms or more, but this knife was almost twice as heavy.

However, he had a "second self", so it was not difficult for him to hold the weapon. In fact, it's not that Wu Yi's students cannot use some overweight swords, but weapons that are too heavy will affect the center of gravity when held in the hands. This one is just right.

He said, “It’s quite handy.”

Teacher Ni said, "When you were fighting in the back just now, Xiao Qiu saw your size and your approximate strength. If you like long swords, this one is suitable for you now. However, you young people grow fast, so you may not know what you will be like in the future. Just make do with this for now."

Chen Chuan held the knife upright, clasped his fists towards her, and said solemnly: "Thank you, Teacher Ni." Teacher Ni smiled and said: "As for me, my family ran a weapons shop in the early years. Although I don't have the skills now, my vision is still good. There are still many weapons left in my family. I can't use them now that I'm old, so I thought I would give them to you young people."

Chen Chuan expressed his thanks again.

At this time, Assistant Qiu looked at the time and whispered to her, "Master, it's time to take the medicine."

Old Mrs. Ni nodded slightly, picked up the cane and stood up, saying to Chen Chuan: "Young man, keep it, it will be useful."

Cheng Zitong also quickly stood up.

As Old Lady Ni leaned on her leg and walked inside, she muttered, "People are people, and knives are knives. We still have to separate."

After Cheng Zitong watched her leave, he said to Chen Chuanshuo, "Let's go too."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Good teacher."

After the two of them came out, they sat in the car. When they were fastening their seat belts, Cheng Zitong said, "This old lady is amazing. When she told me the story, I was a little annoyed. Now that you have passed the exam, she gave you a knife. Teacher, not only am I not angry now, I have to thank her instead."

Seeing that Chen Chuan didn't say anything, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Teacher, just now when I was with Teacher Ni, I felt like I was still in the old times."

It felt like when I was talking to Mrs. Ni, both the atmosphere and the people around me seemed to have fallen into a bygone era. It was not until I walked out and looked at the heavy buildings outside that I felt like I was back in the present.

Cheng Zitong was stunned for a moment, then looked ahead and said with emotion: "When people get old, they will reminisce about the past and immerse themselves in the past. There are circles everywhere in the world. There are circles outside and inside the school, there are circles between teachers, there are circles between students, and there are circles in people's hearts. But don't be trapped by the circle. You must find a way to get out of it, otherwise you will be too narrow-minded and can't see the whole world."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Teacher is right."

Cheng Zitong started the car and drove to the dormitory, saying, "Since Old Lady Ni gave you this knife, you must learn how to use it. Otherwise, it will be useless. I will teach you a set of basic knife techniques later."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Thank you, teacher. It's just that I don't have a weapon permit, so I can't take it outside."

Cheng Zitong said: "So you have to find a way to get the weapon license as soon as possible. This license is more important than you think. Although there are some special cases where you can still get a permit, no matter what, you must first learn how to use a knife, so that you can use your weapon after getting the license.

By the way, you can start to delegate tasks in the next two days. Please prepare first. I will find someone to guide you and complete the three delegations required for registration first."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Okay, teacher, I'll wait."

In an office at the top of the school's administrative office building, the white-haired old man was practicing calligraphy. Papers were hung on the wall. He was holding the end of a two-meter-long brush between three fingers and writing calmly.

The young student came in and waited for a while before saying, "Teacher, those students lost, right..."

The white-haired old man waved his arm, and a sharp hook appeared there. He stepped back a few steps, looked at it with satisfaction, and said, "No need to bother, the knife has been polished, and someone will naturally sharpen it."

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Here at Beifeng Manor Villa, the recommended students also learned the results of the training hall.

Someone asked in surprise: "Zhou Yuan Jin Fa? Is there such a Jin Fa in the academy?"

Senior Jiang gave instructions to the follower behind him, and the latter left quickly. Not long after, he came back and respectfully handed over a somewhat old copy of the Zhou Yuan Jin Fa.

He took it in his hand, leaned back in his chair and read it for a long time. He originally thought that there was some secret hidden in this method, but after reading it for a long time, he found that it was just a book of whimsical methods. He threw it aside and commented, "Rubbish."

One of the recommended students also took a look at it, and soon showed a look of disgust, and then said with a bit of gloating: "He chose this? How desperate is he?"

Senior Jiang narrowed his eyes and said, "Although he has rejected Xuan Xiang Jin now, he has defeated so many senior students in just one month of enrollment. It seems that we still need to keep an eye on him."

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(End of this chapter)