Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Standing in the center of the Biwu platform, ye Chen's body is like a sharp sword, a sharp sword out of its scabbard.
"This man is really terrible. If defeating Huang Bingwen proves his super combat effectiveness, defeating genius Zhang Haoran can only show that he is a freak."
"Yes, it's not terrible for a genius to challenge beyond his level. What's terrible is that the defeated one is also a genius, just as someone challenges the eldest martial sister beyond his level."
"It's impossible. The younger generation of Tianfeng Kingdom, no one can challenge the eldest martial sister."
"I'm just making an analogy!"
Kneeling on one knee, Zhang Haoran held his fractured right arm with his left hand and raised his head. His lips were full of blood and slid to his chin. He said fiercely: "no one can defeat me, Zhang Haoran, you can't, ye Chen, wait for me. You must become an inner disciple in five months. I'll challenge you then."
They shook their heads. Ye Chen can defeat you just by practicing the ninth layer of Qi territory. When he becomes an inner disciple, do you still have a chance?
Ye Chen has some admiration for Zhang Haoran. Although he is arrogant and domineering and thinks that no one can compare, his fighting spirit is frightening. He never knows what retreat is, but Huang Bingwen is much worse. Once he fails, he hides in the crowd and may be making some bad ideas behind his back. This kind of character can't be a big thing.
"OK, I will give you a chance to challenge, and I will become an inner disciple within five months." In the face of people with fighting spirit, ye Chen didn't satirize.
Staggering to stand up, Zhang Haoran took a deep look at Ye Chen, "you are very strong. I don't feel wronged when Zhang Haoran lost to you, but it's impossible to convince me."
With that, he stepped down strongly.
"Tut Tut, you have a pair of pride. It's good!" The Biwu stage is surrounded by an audience stage, which extends up step by step to a height of six feet. At the outer height, a young man dressed in green and shaking a fan in his hand is leisurely.
Next to him, the young man with an iron sword in his arms said faintly: "at the age of 13, he became a martial artist in Ningzhen territory. He should be the top five of Liuyun sect in the past ten years."
The young man in green nodded. "When he grows up, he will be our opponent. As for the other, I'm very surprised. How can he have so much power that he can't even compare with his core disciple Xu Jing."
"He is not worried. After arriving at the condensed state, the physical strength can no longer dominate the victory or defeat. On the contrary, his defense is a little tricky, and I have never seen it."
"Everyone has his own privacy. Don't you also get a sword technique in the ghost crying forest." The boy in green smiled and said, "let's go! We are too leisurely. "
The young man with sword nodded and left Wudao square with the young man in green.
If someone sees these two people, they will recognize their identity. The young man holding the sword is one of the top ten internal disciples of Liuyun sect. His name is Li Kuang. His sword technique can make ghosts worry. He has the name of ghost sword in the north of Tianfeng kingdom. The young man in green is named Pei Shaoqing. He is still above Li Kuang. Although he is young, he has a friendly attitude. He is very ferocious when fighting with others. He will die if he is hurt.
They had just returned from completing the mission of zongmen outside. Seeing many people in Wudao square, they came to have a look. They didn't come to see the martial arts competition.
On the way back to his residence, Wu Zongming looked at Ye Chen strangely, "Ye Chen, your progress is too great! Now throw me far away. "
Ye Chen couldn't explain what happened to him and said, "is there much progress? I don't feel it. "
"Think about it. When you broke into Muren lane, you still practiced the sixth layer of Qi realm. Now it is the ninth layer of Qi realm, and it is not the ninth layer of ordinary Qi realm. When you are promoted to Ningzhen realm, you don't know what monster you will become."
"Well, it may be a sudden enlightenment!"
Hearing the speech, Wu Zongming nodded unexpectedly. "What he said is not unreasonable. Some people do nothing in the early stage and suddenly rise in the middle stage. You may be such a person."
Leaf dust and sweat.
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As the days passed, ye Chen didn't keep a high profile as everyone imagined. Instead, he stayed indoors all day. Even if he went out, he went to the cliff, the place where he practiced martial arts.
During this period, Zhang Haoran and Wu Zongming officially became inner disciples.
The disciples of the inner sect have their own waist token. Their names are written on the back of the waist token. With this token, they can freely enter and exit the Martial Arts Pavilion, read human level top-level secret scripts, and accept the mission of the sect, wander the Jianghu and wander their own career and prestige.
Of course, there is a certain danger in wandering the Jianghu. In the past ten years, Liuyun sect has lost a lot of internal disciples. Some of them have been secretly plotted by Jianghu gangsters, some have died in the hands of black Taoist experts, some have been attacked and killed by disciples of other sects, and some have completely disappeared. There are no people alive or dead.
Nevertheless, the top management of Liuyun sect still did not take measures to reduce the casualties of internal disciples. For them, even if the flowers in the greenhouse are gorgeous, they can't stand the wind and rain and can't become big tools. Only by letting them go out, can they grow tenaciously and lay a solid foundation for the future.
However, Zhang Haoran and Wu Zongming don't have to do tasks at present. Within six months of becoming internal disciples, the senior management allowed them to concentrate on cultivating martial arts and increase their strength. After six months, they can temper their will and martial arts talents with the great millstone of the Jianghu.
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