"What? The new intern who only has the first level of Qi Condensation wants to challenge Zhao Long?"
"That boy is so brave!"
The news about Ye Chen's challenge to Zhao Long of Diyang Peak instantly caused an uproar in the outer gate of Heng Yue Sect, so much so that the disciples who ran out early in the morning to absorb the essence of the sun and moon all ran towards one direction to gather together.
From a distance, it looked like a battle platform, surrounded by disciples.
This battle platform is called Fengyuntai, and it is a place where disciples of the Hengyu Sect can discuss matters and settle personal grievances. Over the years, the number of disciples who have lost arms and legs due to fights at Fengyuntai has numbered not more than a thousand, but as many as eight hundred.
At this moment, Ye Chen was carrying Tianque on his back, standing as if on the wind and cloud platform, his body upright and erect, standing firm in the changing wind and clouds, like a monument that would never collapse.
"That's Ye Chen? The new intern disciple of our Heng Yue Sect?"
Under the Fengyun Stage, discussions arose one after another, most of them pointing fingers at Ye Chen, but when it came to Ye Chen's age and cultivation, they also showed disdain.
"I heard that the first of the three main peaks of the outer sect didn't want to accept him as a disciple, so I became an intern disciple."
"Is it possible that he wants to challenge Zhao Long to attract the attention of the three main peaks so that he can be accepted as his apprentice?"
"Eighty percent yes."
Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him. The fists in his sleeves were clenched white, and his body could not help but tremble with the uncontrollable murderous intention.
"Zhao Long is here." As a voice came, he suddenly looked back and looked towards the end of the crowd.
There, more than a dozen Diyang Peak disciples wearing gorgeous Taoist robes gathered around Zhao Long, each of them so arrogant and arrogant that the disciples present did not dare to provoke him and all made way for him.
"Hello, Senior Brother Zhao Long."
"I've met Senior Brother Zhao Long."
Along the way, the disciples on both sides bowed down, their words filled with unspoken compliments.
Um!
Zhao Long looked like a senior brother, with his hands behind his back, his eyes not squinting, and his expression indifferent. For those who don't know, do you really think that this guy is a senior with advanced cultivation
Under the spotlight of everyone, Zhao Long came to the Fengyun stage, glanced at Ye Chen with disdain, and said jokingly, "Ye Chen, I didn't go to you, but you came to me instead. Do you think you live too long?"
"Come on stage." In response to Zhao Long's disdain and teasing, Ye Chen only said these two words.
"Who do you think you dare to talk to Senior Brother Zhao like this?" Before Zhao Long could say anything, a Diyang Peak disciple behind him who came to help out had already yelled, "Why do you need Senior Brother Zhao to personally take action?"
With that said, the disciple was about to rush onto the battlefield, but was stopped by Zhao Long.
"Since Junior Brother Ye is challenging me, it doesn't matter if we go and learn a few moves. Our Diyang Peak has always been fair, and we can't break the rules of Fengyuntai, right?"
As Youyou's words rang out, Zhao Long had already tossed his robe, tiptoed to the ground, and floated down on the battlefield like the wind. His elegant and free movements caused the screams of many female disciples in the audience.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Long put his hands behind his back again.
He seemed to enjoy the complimenting and awed gazes below, which made him feel so excited that he wanted to soar.
Buzz!
On the opposite side, Ye Chen had already drawn out the Tianque. The sword was huge and thick, cutting through the air and making a buzzing sound.
"Come on!" The sonorous words were loud, and Ye Chen was already ready for a battle.
"Don't be anxious." Glancing at Ye Chen playfully, Zhao Long had a playful smile on his lips, "Fengyuntai has always had good results in competitions since ancient times. Junior brother Ye Chen, don't you want to bet something with me?"
With a slight frown, Ye Chen instantly saw through the meaning of Zhao Long's words. He was trying to win something from him!
On the Wind and Cloud Platform, both sides of the duel can make a bet and set a bet. The winning party can take away all the bets. The bets may be spiritual stones, spiritual liquid elixirs, or martial arts and mystical arts. As long as Both parties agreed that anything imaginable could be gambled.
When he was in Zhengyang Sect, Ye Chen went to Fengyuntai more than once, and he understood the rules there very well.
"What are you betting on?" Ye Chen's words were flat and without any emotion.
"Whoever loses will be the other's servant for life." Zhao Long smiled faintly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.
"This bet is too..." There was an uproar below, "Being a servant for life is no different from a contract of betrayal. Ye Chen is going to make a fortune this time."
"Junior brother Ye, what do you think?" Zhao Long looked at Ye Chen with interest, his chin raised high, full of provocation.
Under the spotlight, a sneer flashed across Ye Chen's lips, "Senior Brother Zhao wants to bet, why don't we bet bigger."
oh
Zhao Long raised his eyebrows and smiled mischievously, "But I don't know what Junior Brother Ye wants to bet on."
"Bet on your life."
hiss!
Hearing this, there were gasps of air from below.
What hatred is this! This is a fight to the death!
It is normal to see blood on this stage, but there has never been such a precedent for gambling on one's life.
I'm afraid no one expected that Ye Chen would come out like this. An intern disciple at the first level of Qi Condensation would bet his life with a disciple at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Is this crazy or is he out of his mind
Opposite him, Zhao Long's eyes had narrowed slightly.
He thought that the bet he made was big enough, but he never thought that Ye Chen would be even crazier. He still had his life as a servant, but this bet on life was no joke. One careless move, Xiao Ming'er is not here!
"Boy, do you know what you are talking about?" He said coldly, Zhao Long's eyes were full of viciousness. Just because of the bets mentioned by the two of them, he, Zhao Long, was already weaker than Ye Chen in terms of momentum.
"What? Are you scared?"
"Cowarded?" Hearing this, Zhao Long laughed loudly on the spot. He smiled and laughed. His laughter stopped suddenly. He looked at Ye Chen with a sinister look in his eyes and sneered, "I bet you want to die so much." , then you can’t blame me.”
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Long stepped on the fighting platform and rushed towards Ye Chen like a gust of wind. The true energy in his Dantian surged out, and there was true energy flowing between his palms. Ling Tian slapped Ye Chen's Tianling Gai with his palm.
Buzz!
Ye Chen waved his arm, and the Tianque heavy sword swung out to block.
pound!
Zhao Long slapped the sky tower with his palm, and there was a sound of metal collision, which made the sky tower hum and tremble, but he was also shaken by the power contained in the sky tower and retreated with a groan, and his hands were numb from the shock.
"I really underestimate you." Zhao Long said coldly after being forced to retreat after one move.
"Underestimate me, you will die miserably." The cold voice carried cold murderous intent, and Ye Chen had already moved the giant tower.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Soon, the sound of tetanus was heard endlessly, and the heavy sky tower hit the air and buzzed, making the people in the audience swallow their saliva. The sky tower was huge and heavy. If it was hit, it would not feel good.
"Where does this kid get such strength?"
"The amount of Qi in the first level of Qi Condensation is already scarce, and it is necessary to separate the Qi to control the Tianque. This will not only consume the Qi, but also the speed will be slowed down by the weight of the Tianque. It is unwise for Ye Chen to choose the Tianque." The discerning disciple pondered, but slightly shook his head at Ye Chen's actions.
"However, a Qi Condensation Level 1 can survive three moves in Zhao Long's hands, so Ye Chen can be considered a master of two."
Bang!
A crisp sound interrupted the discussion below. Before the five moves came, the Tianque in Ye Chen's hand had been knocked out by Zhao Long.
At this point, many people have sighed, and many people have left the scene. Apart from the scary stakes, there is really nothing outstanding about this battle without any suspense.
"I see what else you can rely on." Zhao Long shouted coldly, took a step forward, waved his hand and threw out three sword blades, and then he followed closely behind the sword blades, his momentum was surging, and he seemed to be trying to defeat Ye Chen in one fell swoop. .
Ye Chen sneered. Without the restraint of Tianque's weight, his whole body felt much more relaxed. The suppressed blood flowed faster instantly, and the boiling desire started to burn. Even the muscles and bones in his body made a clicking sound.
war!
With a sudden loud shout, Ye Chen kicked off his feet and shot out like a cannonball. When the three sword blades were about to pierce into his body, he jumped up like an ape and dodged the three swords. Dao sword blade.
This is the ape's control in the secret of the fury of the beast's heart.
Ye Chen easily dodged the three sword blades, which shocked Zhao Long. He was closely following the three sword blades. Ye Chen had already passed over his head. At such a close distance, it was difficult for him to turn around as he leaned forward. shape.
It's all in the blink of an eye.
"Get down here."
Hearing Ye Chen's cold shout, all his strength and energy gathered on his right leg, and he kicked Zhao Long firmly in the face.