The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 28 New Ways to Improve Sword Skill Proficiency

Shi Zhongyu nimbly stepped off the stage.

After Shi Zhongyu left, the disciple announced loudly, "The Snow Mountain Sect's minor competition begins!"

The disciples on the stage immediately began to fight.

Shi Zhongyu stood below the stage, expecting some exciting moments, but the disciples' competition was like chickens pecking at each other.

He turned his head to look at the high platform and found that, apart from his master who was watching intently, there were others on the platform.

The rest of the people were somewhat uninterested.

Soon, the decisive moment arrived.

Twelve disciples were promoted.

Shi Zhongyu looked at the twelve people and noticed that they were all panting.

He pondered for a moment, thinking that if he went on stage later, wouldn't that be a free ride?

wrong.

What about Du Wanchuan's disciples?

As Shi Zhongyu was pondering, he saw the disciple in charge address the twelve disciples on the platform.

"Now let's continue with the two-on-one battles!"

There was no rest.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to remember Shi Zhongyu.

"Any of you want to spar with this junior brother?"

The twelve people on stage all shook their heads.

They had heard about Shi Zhongyu, so they wouldn't be foolish enough to fight him.

The disciple in charge hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Shi Zhongyu has automatically advanced and will continue the competition!"

The twelve disciples continued their competition.

Soon, six people were selected as winners.

The disciple in charge, without waiting for them to rest, continued, "Continue!"

Shi Zhongyu noticed that some people in the stands were yawning.

The remaining six were divided into three groups and continued the competition.

Soon, three disciples won.

Shi Zhongyu perked up; it was his turn now.

After the two disciples had chosen each other, Shi Zhongyu looked at the fellow disciples who had been left behind on the stage.

"I'm quitting!"

The disciple avoided Shi Zhongyu's gaze and chose to give up.

The disciple in charge nodded.

"The competition continues."

Soon, the first place winner was announced.

Shi Zhongyu stretched for a bit and then went up to the martial arts stage.

When he came up, he saw that the disciple was panting heavily and sweating profusely.

This made him a little embarrassed.

"Why don't you take a rest?"

The disciple clasped his hands in a fist salute to Shi Zhongyu and said, "Senior Brother Shi, this junior brother concedes defeat!"

He finished speaking and turned to leave.

Shi Zhongyu looked helplessly at the disciple in charge.

He hasn't even drawn his sword yet.

The disciples in charge were speechless, as the sect had never had such a precedent before.

"The winner of this competition is... Shi Zhongyu!"

After the disciple in charge finished making the announcement, Shi Zhongyu prepared to step down from the stage.

"Junior Brother Shi, wait a minute!"

"Um?"

The disciple in charge whispered, "Wait, there's another rule."

"What are the rules?"

"The first place winner will have to accept a maximum of three more challenges before they can step down."

The disciple in charge, recalling what had just happened, added another sentence.

"If no one comes up, then you will be the champion this time."

Shi Zhongyu nodded and waited for someone to challenge him.

The disciple in charge glanced around and called out loudly, "Any disciple willing to challenge Shi Zhongyu?"

He had barely finished speaking when...

Someone responded.

"Junior Brother Shi's swordsmanship is superb, winning without a fight. Why don't you give your senior brother some pointers?"

Shi Zhongyu looked over upon hearing the sound.

The person who spoke was standing behind Du Wanchuan.

After he finished speaking, he walked out.

Shi Zhongyu cupped his hands in greeting: "Senior brother entered the sect earlier than me, so it should be you who guides me."

He didn't recognize the man, but seeing that he was standing behind Du Wanchuan, he understood what he meant.

This man seemed to know that Shi Zhongyu did not recognize him, and after going on stage, he cupped his hands in greeting to Shi Zhongyu.

"Xu Sanshan!"

In the stands, the previously bored people perked up when Xu Sanshan appeared.

It should be said that this is something they have been looking forward to for a long time.

Hua Wanzi glanced at Du Wanchuan with some surprise.

She was thinking of another disciple of Du Wanchuan, but she didn't expect it to be Xu Sanshan.

Du Wanchuan noticed Hua Wanzi's gaze, but he did not turn his head to look at her.

Instead, his gaze was fixed on the two people on the martial arts stage.

On the martial arts stage, Shi Zhongyu gripped his longsword.

"Please, senior brother!"

Upon hearing the sound, Xu Sanshan attacked without hesitation, raising his sword and using the "Falling Snow" move to probe the true nature of the jade in the stone.

Shi Zhongyu noticed the other party's probing, but remained calm and composed. He lightly touched the stone platform with his feet and easily avoided the other party's attack.

Xu Sanshan immediately changed his move, turning the feint into a real sword strike. His sword wind was rapid, and he launched a series of attacks, trying to suppress Shi Zhongyu with a fast-paced attack.

Although the opponent's sword moves were fast, they were very well-organized, and his footwork was also quite steady.

Shi Zhongyu assessed the situation in his mind, his longsword held firmly, focusing on defense rather than offense.

While he appeared to be holding firm, Feng Wanli and the others in the stands could see that Shi Zhongyu had been controlling the entire rhythm.

Du Wanchuan's expression was not good.

His disciple's swordsmanship should be superior to Shi Zhongyu's.

Even if they attack first, Shi Zhongyu can still control the rhythm.

He even noticed that some of his fellow disciples looked at him with a strange expression.

Du Wanchuan silently clenched his fist.

In the stands, Shi Zhongyu controlled the entire rhythm.

"Practical training, Snow Mountain Sword Technique proficiency +5."

Shi Zhongyu was astonished.

He competed with Li Zhongyi and others yesterday, but did not improve his proficiency.

Today's sparring with Xu Sanshan actually improved my proficiency.

He thought about it briefly and understood instantly.

Xu Sanshan's swordsmanship should be comparable to his level; he's not particularly weak.

Only through real-world practice can one gain experience, right?

Shi Zhongyu pondered in his heart, still choosing to guide Xu Sanshan's sword.

"Practical training, Snow Mountain Sword Technique proficiency +5."

Seeing that his swordsmanship skills had improved again, Shi Zhongyu looked at Xu Sanshan with shining eyes.

Xu Sanshan was startled and suddenly realized that he had been led by the nose by Shi Zhongyu all along.

"This is outrageous!"

Enraged, Xu Sanshan grabbed the sword and thrust it straight at Xu Sanshan.

Shi Zhongyu didn't care whether Xu Sanshan was annoyed or not; he only cared about improving his swordsmanship.

No matter how fierce Xu Sanshan's sword moves were, he blocked them all steadily.

However, after this round, Shi Zhongyu found that his swordsmanship proficiency was no longer improving.

It seems that the swordsmanship proficiency level provided by the other party should be up to this point.

Shi Zhongyu felt a little regretful, and then stopped holding back.

When Xu Sanshan attacked again, he seized the moment when his opponent had used up his last move and was unable to recover in time.

He immediately flicked his wrist, tilted the sword at an angle, neither stabbing nor slashing, but simply using the spine of the sword to lightly touch and flick.

A soft clang.

Xu Sanshan's longsword was deflected by Shi Zhongyu, and all its force was dissipated.

Even his whole body swayed half a step.

Before Xu Sanshan could regain his footing, Shi Zhongyu had already pressed close.

By the time Xu Sanshan realized what was happening, a long sword was already pressed against his neck.

"Senior brother, you flatter me!"

Shi Zhongyu cupped his hands in greeting and then sheathed his sword.

This person gave him 10 points of proficiency; he deserves some respect.

If the person who comes up is someone like Li Zhongyi, Shi Zhongyu wouldn't hesitate to use ruthless methods.

Xu Sanshan was defeated, and he felt that everyone around him was looking at him with mockery.

He didn't respond much, and left the martial arts stage with a pale face.

"Shi Zhongyu, you've gone too far!"

After Xu Sanshan stepped down, a man behind Du Wanchuan stepped forward and glared angrily at Shi Zhongyu.

"He clearly had the ability to win much earlier, but he deliberately humiliated my junior brother!"

"Watch me teach you how to be a decent human being!"

As he spoke, the man lightly touched the ground with his feet and gracefully stepped onto the martial arts stage.

Shi Zhongyu's eyes turned slightly cold.

What right does this person have to lecture him on how to be a decent human being?