Zhao Ming looked at Lu Wen with a complex look in his eyes.
In Eastern Tang Dynasty, he was one of the most outstanding talents, with outstanding talent, and he was dedicated to martial arts, and his achievements in martial arts were even better than his brothers.
To be able to enter the Guangcheng sect, and to wear a blue robe to become an elite disciple, and to be trained by the sect, is in itself an affirmation of him.
But Lu Wen in front of him was about the same age as Zhao Ming, but his cultivation was more than a notch higher.
At Zhao Ming's current age, it is very rare for Zhao Ming to reach the level of a master in the mid-term of Waigang.
But Lu Wen was already in the realm of the late Waigang master.
The gap between the two sides is just like wearing a blue robe. Lu Wen's robe has a black edge more than his.
And Yan Zhaoge next to him is even more amazingly talented. Before leaving the mountain last time, he was still a late-stage master of the Inner Gang, but this time he returned to the mountain, he has completely surpassed him, Zhao Ming, and reached the realm of a late-stage Outer Gang master!
Such a promotion speed can no longer be described as astonishing, but terrifying.
Zhao Ming couldn't feel any jealousy about this, only envy.
Looking at Lu Wen who came upstairs, Zhao Ming said flatly, "Thank you, Senior Brother Lu, for your guidance."
Zhao Ming was also aware of the rivalry between Fang Zhun and Yan Di.
That's too high-end for him to intervene, but Zhao Ming doesn't have a choice as to which side to get closer to.
Among Guangcheng Mountain's younger generation of geniuses, the relationship between Lu Wen and Yan Zhaoge has never been easy to deal with, and Zhao Ming knows it well.
"I don't practice any other martial arts. I have specialized in the Seven Star Sword for ten years. You may be able to give me some advice." Zhao Ming glanced at Yan Zhaoge, remembering that when Lu Wen won the Seven Star Sword competition, he left this statement. Inspired my old friend to give up the Seven Star Sword and create his own Qinglong instead.
Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at Lu Wen. He was a tall, tall young man with handsome features. There was a hint of arrogance and confidence between his brows.
As the most favored child of the same age group among the young generation of Guangcheng Mountain, Lu Wen has the confidence and qualifications.
Especially, Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on the top of Lu Wen's head.
"Well, I've been promoted to the Xiantian Grandmaster, congratulations." Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly.
Zhao Ming was stunned when he heard the words, his expression was much more serious, and he perceived it carefully with his heart instead of simply seeing it with his eyes.
Sure enough, above Lu Wen's head, there seemed to be a faint spiritual light rising upwards, piercing the sky, faintly visible.
"I've really set foot in the innate world!" Zhao Ming's gaze focused, that is the aura of the connection between heaven and earth, which means that warriors have cultivated their own martial arts and the energy of the whole body to create a trace of spirituality, and communicate with the outside world.
When the spiritual light is completely condensed and clearly visible to the naked eye, it means that the warrior has stepped into the realm of reaching the sky, and the unity of heaven and man.
The congenital master can control whether the aura appears or not, but Lu Wen obviously did not control it at this moment, and it was clearly displayed in front of others.
Yan Zhaoge smiled.
Lu Wen has been staring at Linquan's baptism. After all, the opportunities are limited.
Now there is still one chance, Lu Wen can still try to fight for it, otherwise he will be even more depressed.
But the fewer opportunities there are, the more cautious the elders of the sect will make decisions, and the more difficult it will be for Lu Wen to fight for them.
Lu Wen came upstairs, his eyes also fell on Yan Zhaoge.
The joy of being promoted to innate successfully disappeared without a trace shortly after leaving the customs.
In less than a year, Yan Zhaoge soared all the way from the realm of the late inner master to the later master of the outer master. This speed made him dumbfounded.
If it wasn't for this retreat breakthrough, Yan Zhaoge's cultivation level would have even caught up to him.
What shocked him even more was that Chao Yuanlong and Xiao Sheng were defeated by Singer Yan Zhao one after another, and Xiao Sheng was directly beheaded.
Others don't know how strong Xiao Sheng is, but Lu Wen knows it all too well. Guangcheng Mountain and Da Ri Shengzong are in their age group. He and Xiao Sheng have been bright for a while. They have been competing since they were young, and it has been almost ten years now. time.
He could do nothing to Xiao Sheng, and Xiao Sheng could do nothing to him.
This time, Lu Wen succeeded in advancing to the realm of the Innate Grandmaster, and was finally one step ahead of Xiao Sheng.
But such an opponent was killed one-on-one by the younger Yan Zhaoge.
This made Lu ask, how can he not feel thrilled
Yan Di and Fang Zhun of the previous generation were competing, so why is there no competition between them in the third generation
About Yan Zhaoge, one after another stunned news came. If Lu Wen hadn't been determined enough, he would have fallen into chaos and lost his will to compete.
Leaving the gate by himself, one step ahead of Xiao Sheng, should have aroused considerable repercussions within the sect and made everyone happy.
But now, it seems like a joke.
Lu Wen even wished that no one would care about it, no one would mention it.
The baptism of Linquan, which was originally determined to be won, has now become unpredictable.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother Yan, for stepping into... the realm of a master in the late stage of Waigang."
Lu Wen looked at Yan Zhaoge and said slowly.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, and suddenly said: "What is done on paper is always shallow, and I know that this matter must be done in practice."
Lu Wen fixed his eyes and looked at Yan Zhaoge. Yan Zhaoge said with a faint smile: "On paper, empty words are of no use. Some things can only be known after actual experience."
"Oh? You mean that I can only talk empty words?" Lu Wen stepped forward and came in front of Yan Zhaoge: "It doesn't matter. With the Seven Star Sword, I think I am in the realm of a master, so I have some right to speak."
Yan Zhaoge's performance in Dongtang was too strong, and the news spread back to the mountain gate, which even made everyone feel unbelievable.
If it wasn't for Shi Tie's proof, many people would think that Yan Zhaoge was bragging.
Although it was unbelievable, Lu Wen still chose to believe it, and it was precisely because of this that he felt a lot of pressure.
On the one hand, emotionally, Yan Zhaoge, who has never been at odds with Yan Zhaoge, who is much younger than him, has made rapid progress, and seeing that he is superior to him, Lu Wen is eager to prove himself.
On the one hand, rationally, if it is not necessary, Lu Wen actually wants to wait and see what happens, and not directly conflict with Yan Zhaoge.
However, other things may not work. If the field of competition is the martial art of Seven Star Sword, Lu Wen has absolute confidence.
Not to mention the same younger generation, even counting all the fighters in the realm of Tongtian and the realm of masters in the late Xiantian period, the master fighters of Guangcheng Mountain, he, Lu Wen, is the number one person in the Seven Star Sword!
Even if some great masters are strong in the realm, even if they are stronger with the Seven Star Sword, it is the realm that suppresses people.
In terms of the seven-star sword's swordsmanship attainments alone, it is not as good as Lu Wen.
At that time, it was he who overwhelmed the young man in front of him, abandoned the Seven Star Sword and stopped practicing, and turned to create his own swordsmanship.
In this field, he has the vigor of Yan Zhaoge, who is confident in defeating the limelight.
"Since you said so, actions speak louder than words, so it happens that both of us are practicing the Seven Star Sword, let's show it to Junior Brother Zhao." Yan Zhaoge smiled, without saying anything, and directly raised his hand, with his middle and middle fingers standing side by side like swords , stabbed at Lu Wen's face.
Lu Wen slightly raised his eyebrows: "Good time."
Immediately, he used his fingers instead of swords, and the Seven Stars Sword met Yan Zhaoge's finger all the way.
Neither of them used their stellar qi, and they competed purely with changes in swordsmanship.
Even so, Zhao Ming at the side could only feel that the third floor of the Arsenal Sutra building in front of him was shining with streamers and seven stars gathered together!
"Seven Stars Gongbei is indeed the foundation of the Seven Star Sword, and it never changes." Yan Zhaoge casually said to Zhao Ming: "Occupying the North Star position is the key point of the Seven Star Sword."
"However, how to occupy it? The enemy is not a puppet, just sit and watch you use it, especially the opponent who understands the Seven Star Sword of this sect, will seize the North Star position with you, or force you to deviate from the North Star position..."
While Yan Zhaoge was speaking, he stepped forward, and the shadows of the sword intersected, directly forcing Lu Wen to take a step back.
Zhao Ming's eyes lit up, and he knew that it was Yan Zhaoge who seized the Polaris position and gained the advantage!
Lu Wen snorted, the same sword technique changed, his figure moved, and forced Yan Zhaoge back again.
Yan Zhaoge didn't care, and continued: "... Then, what should we do at this time?"