1007: C1007 roaming dragon bottle

C1007 roaming dragon bottle

Chu Yun's training could be said to be extremely painful, as he had to exhaust all the energy of these scholars every day.

Therefore, no matter what day it was, these scholars of the Beitang were all panting, and looked like they were about to collapse.

And this scene became a joke in the eyes of the other academies.

There would often be other teachers from the other academies who would come over to watch the Beitang train.

"Do you think they could do all these weird actions all day and improve their close-combat skills?"

"Yeah, it's really strange."

"It is said that the First Rank Imperial Bodyguard Chu Yun is exceptionally powerful, but looking at it now, it is truly a little unexpected."

"You may not necessarily be able to teach him if you can fight, but you have to be clear on this point."

In the day, many scholars gathered at the Beitang's side, watching and commenting.

Chu Yun deliberately requested all these scholars of the Beitang to not reveal what they had learnt in broad daylight.

Therefore, they only did all sorts of movements during the day and only fought in close combat at night.

Two in twos and two in groups, battling each other.

When the battle intensified, it would become a group battle, a free-for-all, and a chaotic one.

No one was allowed to release their spirit energy and relied solely on their physical body to fight. The purpose of using all the techniques was to completely apply what they had learnt in actual combat, creating a nearly reflexive inertia.

Only a true combat expert would have this kind of inertia.

When fighting experts exchanged moves, they didn't even need to wait for the opponent to act before they could respond. They only needed to observe the opponent's aura, the changes in their muscles, and the flash in their eyes to know the opponent's next move, and then respond.

It was almost impossible to become a powerful Body Refinement Expert in three months.

In three months time, if they could only become combat experts, it would not be difficult for them who had Chu Yun's guidance.

And this was Chu Yun's goal.

The sun had set in the west, and night had fallen.

Those who came to watch the show went back, bored out of their minds.

Many scholars who were originally paralyzed on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, shooting out brilliant light from within.

That feeling was like a group of listless night owls suddenly gaining attention as the night fell.

"Alright, get up and fight."

Chu Yun sat at the side of the training grounds and glanced at the many scholars.

"Haha, I've been holding it in for an entire day. My body is about to explode."

Fang Zhi was the first to jump up as he stretched his muscles. A light flashed in his eyes: "Feng Yanzhe, come come come. The victor was not decided yesterday. We'll continue today."

Feng Yanzhe gave a cold snort and stood up. "Come on then, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

His voice and tone were a bit feminine, like a proverbial sissy.

After all, he had been used to it for many years and would not be able to change it in a short period of time.

The two of them walked to a corner of the training field. Their fighting spirit surged as they bumped into each other without any forewarning.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!"

Fist to kick, move to move.

Their close combat techniques were the strongest amongst all the scholars.

However, the two of them hadn't been able to determine who would be the victor. Therefore, they secretly competed in their hearts, wanting to be the victor.

As for the other scholars, Chu Yun did not even need to urge them to do so.

They had already mastered the fighting techniques that Chu Yun had taught them to perfection.

After all, these scholars had the highest talent in the Grand College.

Of course, it was only limited to fighting.

If they were to talk about overall fighting strength, they could be considered at the top in the entire Grand College.

"Hey, why are you so fast now?"

The corner of Fang Zhi's mouth lifted into a smile. His eyes were filled with provocation.

Feng Yanzhe used his tone as he said, "Hmph, now that I'm proud of you, there will be a time when you cry."

When the two fought, they usually wouldn't use too many moves. They would only play chess with each other, as if they were playing chess.

The other side had yet to make a move, but they were already trying to guess his motives and deduce the path he would take next.

Predicting the enemy first was already considered superior in combat.

"Lord Chu."

Xiu Mujijiu walked over from afar, holding two bags of roasted meat and a pot of wine, he shook his head and walked over.

"Lord Wine Sacrifice."

Chu Yun smiled slightly.

"In three days, the Martial Competition will begin. I've brought some meat and wine for us brothers to drink."

Xiu Mujijiu raised the wine pot in his hand and praised it again and again: "This is the palace's wine, it is specially given to the emperor to drink, I have to spend a lot of effort to get someone to bring some over, it is not easy to taste normally!"

With that said, Xiu Mujijiu sat down on a stone table at the side of the training grounds and placed the bags of meat on the table.

There are lotus leaves wrapped around the call of the chicken, roast beef, carefully cooked pork.

In addition, there were also a lot of dishes that were added to the wine. After seeing it, one's appetite was greatly piqued.

Chu Yun looked at the table full of dishes and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "I'll do as you bid."

The two of them sat in front of the table. Xiu Mujijiu took out two wine cups and then filled them with wine.

After the wine in the wine jug rushed into the wine cup, a strong fragrance wafted out, which entered one's heart.

From the bottom of the wine cup, a small dragon spiralled out and charged into the wine with extreme agility.

After the little dragon entered, the wine became even more mellow, causing one's appetite to stir.

Chu Yun raised his wine cup and after a careful examination, he said with some surprise, "This wine cup is actually a top quality spirit weapon."

"Haha, the Lord Chu has good taste. This is indeed a top grade spirit weapon. Besides increasing the aroma of the wine, it has no use at all."

Xiu Mujijiu smacked his lips and shook his head: "It can be said that this wine cup was specially made for drinking. It can be said that it's extremely extravagant."

He only used a top grade spirit weapon to drink?

Speaking of which, it was indeed extremely extravagant.

Chu Yun drank the wine in the cup, only to see a dragon-shaped wine Qi drilling into his mouth, roaming about for a while, before completely dissolving.

The aroma of wine filled his mouth.

He had never felt such a feeling before.

Chu Yun's eyes lit up, and he could not help but exclaim in praise: "This wine cup is truly marvelous!"

"This wine cup is called the Dragon Traversing Bottle. Since Lord Chu likes it, then I'll gift it to you."

Xiu Mujijiu was all smiles.

Chu Yun nodded, calmly accepting it.

Afterwards, he picked up the Wandering Dragon bottle and carefully examined it.

The roaming dragon bottle had three legs and was engraved with beautiful dragon carvings. Its entire body exuded an ancient and unadorned feeling.

It looked ordinary and ordinary, but in reality, if one poured the wine into it, they would be able to clearly sense the changes happening to the dragon roaming bottle.

The better the wine, the more it would stimulate the power contained within the Wandering Dragon bottle. This power would turn into a dragon-shaped wine, flowing within the wine.

After drinking it, it will enhance the taste, release the aroma and increase the concentration.

Although this top quality Spirit Weapon was only used for drinking wine, it was a bit extravagant, but to someone who truly liked drinking wine, it was definitely a treasure.

"One more."

Xiu Mujijiu grinned, raised his wine jug and poured Chu Yun another cup.

It had to be said that the wine was indeed delicious.

The sweet, mellow liquid slid across the tip of his tongue, caressed his throat, and slid into his throat. It floated gently in his stomach, slowly drifting into his nose before stealthily entering his blood vessels.

"Lord Chu, I won't hide it from you. Before you came, these Scholars truly gave me a headache."

"Firstly, their status is so high that no one can offend them. Secondly, you have to use different methods to coax them to cultivate."

Xiu Mujijiu sighed, then continued: "They are not interested in close-combat battles at all, they have already tricked away three teachers, and after that, they have failed to defeat three teachers in a row, even His Majesty came to look for them, if it wasn't for Lord Chu, I don't need to do this anymore, just take off my hat and go home!"

Chu Yun nodded his head, all of these scholars were born of noble families, other than fighting, their other achievements were all at the top, unavoidably, they were proud people.

Forcing them to learn things they didn't like would naturally give rise to feelings of resistance.

However, they had personally witnessed the Dragon Gate Conference and felt a natural sense of worship and respect for Chu Yun.

Following that, Chu Yun once again used a few words to rouse the excitement in their hearts.

With their talent, learning how to fight wasn't too difficult.

As long as they became interested, everything that followed would naturally be a piece of cake.0

The two of them chatted and laughed as they drank.

Chu Yun felt all the cells in his body opening up, it was very comfortable.

As for those scholars, before dawn, they were all lying on the ground, exhausted, gasping for air.

"So tired."

"Even though I'm tired, my progress is obvious."

"That's right. Today, I will persevere even longer than yesterday."

"…"

Many of the scholars were trying their best to raise their last bit of strength as they chatted and laughed.

"It's not like there's a victor. Come back tomorrow."

Fang Zhi glared fiercely at Feng Yanzhe and couldn't help but snort: "I really didn't think that your mother's cannon would be so powerful."

"I'm a sissy, you can't even beat a sissy, what are you?"

Feng Yanzhe laughed, the two of them were old friends, and would always scold each other, since they were already so close.

"Don't be complacent, I'll definitely beat you tomorrow!"

Fang Zhi clenched his fists and couldn't help but grimace.

"Sure, I'm looking forward to it."

Feng Yanzhe closed his eyes, forcing out the last bit of energy in his chest, after that his body completely relaxed, he didn't even bother to move his little finger.

Chu Yun looked up at the sky, only to see a touch of white appearing in the east, unknowingly it was about to be day.

"Lord Wine Sacrifice, I'll drink here for today."

Chu Yun put away the Dragon Traversing bottle, smiled slightly, and said, "I'll take this gift first."

Xiu Mujijiu burped, held his stomach and said: "Then I will go back to sleep first, and wait until the day of the Martial Arts Competition.

After sending off Xiu Mujijiu, Chu Yun turned and looked at the many scholars, and said: "There are still two days until the Martial Competition, I will leave you all to rest, go back and tidy up yourself, and take more baths."

His words immediately caused a wave of laughter.

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