In Xuanji Pavilion, Sect Master Yuheng, Xiao Wuming, and Ning Chen have been in for a long time, and the four Supreme Elders are guarding outside, waiting for news.
Yin Yixuan regretted that Hongzhu was also waiting outside the pavilion and was not allowed to enter without the consent of Sect Master Yuheng.
No one knew what the three of them talked about, but when it was about to dawn, Hongyi walked out and walked towards the Jiaowu Terrace on the top of the mountain.
Sect Master Yuheng, Xiao Wuming then appeared, looking at the young man who had gone away, complex light flashed in his eyes.
The existence of this person has destroyed the balance of Baichao's competition. It is hard to imagine that a young man whose aptitude can only be said to be average at best can grow to such a terrifying level.
"Yixuan, Hongzhu, remember today's lesson. Among the younger generation, you are not the ones who are really at the forefront. In the future of martial arts, this person will be the peak of your generation that no one can avoid." Yu Sect Master Heng said.
Yin Yixuan regretted that Hongzhu fell silent. Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that there were people of his age who had surpassed them by so much. On the top of the mountain, the iron ropes swayed, the clouds swayed, and all the outer disciples who came to the stage were defeated, and the top ten disciples in the inner sect were all extraordinary people. Only the disciples know their own weakness
Small.
Gradually, fewer and fewer people challenged him. On the more martial stage, Xun Tianyuan, the tenth in the inner sect, was at the gate, and dozens of people could not retreat.
At this moment, Hongyi stepped onto the stage, with a plain watery aura, like the most ordinary person, which greatly surprised many of the children below.
"Ning Chen, bye"
The voice fell, the breath changed instantly, the powerful airflow swayed, and the next moment, the red clothes moved and disappeared in an instant.
Zun Tianyuan looked startled, only to see an afterimage close to him, and when he returned to his senses, an irresistible force had directly shaken him out of the Jiwutai.
One move defeated the enemy, and the battle was shocked, and the battle was over.
When the red clothes stepped off, the people in the audience automatically parted ways. Looking at the young man in red clothes who were walking away step by step, from the extremely depressed silence, cheers like waves broke out quickly. Unexpectedly, there were actually people. It worked.
In the distance, Sect Master Yuheng stood quietly, looked at Ning Chen who was going down the mountain, and said, "Unnamed, you can accept him as a disciple."
Xiao Wuming's eyes flashed, and he said calmly, "This person's swordsmanship has surpassed mine, and I don't have the qualifications."
"Only in name, Baichao Jingfeng is about to start, he must have an official identity" Yuheng Sect Master said sternly.
"Maybe we can ask the ancestor to go out and let his old man bring it in himself," Xiao Wuming suggested.
"The ancestors are hitting the Great Perfection Realm, and I can't disturb them unless I have to. Let's do as I said first," said Sect Master Yuheng.
Xiao Wuming nodded, said nothing, turned around and left, the disciple surpassed the master, and he was also ashamed of the name of the teacher.
I really don't know, in the world, what kind of strong person can really be qualified to be this person's teacher.
At the foot of the mountain, the bamboo hut was quiet and peaceful. Ruoxi looked at the son in front of the house, stepped forward, and asked softly, "Does the son really want to participate in this Hundred Dynasty competition for Yuheng Holy Land?"
"It's just a fair deal, I need to use Yuheng Shending to save the ghost girl," Ning Chen said slowly.
"Young Master, can you be sure?" Ruoxi stretched out her hand, took off the bamboo leaves that fell from the red clothes, and said softly.
"Which one matter, Baichao Jingfeng, or saving the ghost girl?" Ning Chen turned around and asked.
"All," Ruoxi said. "It's hard to say about the battle of the hundred dynasties. Among the hundred dynasties, there may be peerless geniuses like Luo Xingchen. I only have half a body now, and it will not be easy to suppress their sharpness. Whether to wake up the ghost girl, although there is no absolute
I'm sure, but there should be at least a 70% chance," Ning Chen replied.
Ruoxi's eyes flashed with emotion, she hoped that was the case, she really didn't want to see Young Master's disappointed expression again. On the top of the mountain, ten thousand people competed in martial arts. After someone successfully defeated the top ten disciples in the inner sect, hope rose again in the hearts of the outer sect disciples, and people kept going up to challenge them. fight for a hundred
Qualifications towards the competition.
Day after day passed, Ning Chen did not go up the mountain again, but regretted that the red bamboo came down the mountain. The master said that if she wanted to go further on the road of the sword, she would go down the mountain and ask this titular senior brother for advice. is the best choice.
As for martial arts, Ning Chen is not a person who guards, but when Hongzhu asks for advice, he will not know it without saying anything.
Zun Tianyuan, who was defeated by Ning Chen's one move, also went down the mountain once. Others may not have seen it, but he deeply felt that the strength of the young man in front of him was much higher than him, and even a few law enforcement elders could not compare with him. .
Gradually, I don't know how the news spread, and some inner disciples who had never met also came down the mountain to ask for advice, making the quiet bamboo hut noisy.
On the mountain, Xiao Wuming frowned after knowing this, but he couldn't say anything.
"Don't worry about Wuming, this person is not a narrow-minded person, and will not be dissatisfied with the Holy Land because of these trivial matters," Sect Master Yuheng said calmly. The elders on the mountain are all in retreat, and they don’t have much time to give advice to their disciples. Now there is a young man with unfathomable strength. Whether it is due to curiosity or maybe there is a question above martial arts to ask for advice, Bamboo Forest under the mountain is small.
The house is destined not to be as peaceful as it used to be.
"Ruoxi, do you know who taught your brother's martial arts?" In the hut, Wan Hongzhu sat beside the bed, looking at Ruoxi who was cleaning the house in front, and asked softly. Before she witnessed the previous battle at Xuanji Pavilion, she really couldn't believe that there was someone in the world who could fight to a tie with the master with the cultivation of the fourth congenital calamity. Although the master has reservations, her senior brother is obviously didn't use all his strength
.
"Young master has never been a teacher, and he has practiced martial arts by himself, but there are a few seniors who have given pointers to the son. If you are curious, you can ask the son in person." Ruoxi answered while arranging the house.
"Senior brother doesn't seem to like me very much. After going down the mountain so many times, I have never seen my senior brother smile once." Wan Hongzhu sighed softly. "Young lady is worrying too much, the son has always been like this, the time you spend together is still short, if the son really smiled at you from the beginning, then you should be worried, except for the people you cherish around you, the son can only When you cheat people, you will
Show a smile when you meet," Ruoxi said softly.
The words fell, and with a creak, the door opened, Ning Chen walked into it, sat beside the bed, and Meng Hongzhu stood up immediately, with a respectful look on her beautiful face, and said, "Senior brother"
"Hongzhu, come with me," Ning Chen said.
Wan Hongzhu nodded and walked out together.
In the bamboo forest, Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly, "How long have you been in the Three Calamities?"
"Less than two years," said Hongzhu honestly.
Ning Chen fell silent, which was not bad, but compared to the geniuses at the enchanting level he had seen, there was indeed a big gap.
His transaction with Sect Master Yuheng was to help Yuheng Holy Land get the third place in Baichao Competitor, which was extremely difficult.
The competition between the hundred dynasties has been fierce and unusual in the past. In addition to the major inheritances of Nanling, even the great teachers of the other three regions will secretly send disciples to come to compete for a seat.
Therefore, what level Wang Hongzhu and that Yin Yixuan can reach these days is very important to whether they can get the top three positions in Baichao Jingfeng this time.
"Show me the sword behind you," Ning Chen said.
Wan Hongzhu's eyes were suspicious, he took the sword from his waist, handed it to the former, and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, senior brother is the sword god, it was Hongzhu who was negligent, he should take out this sword earlier and let senior brother A review”
"Don't talk nonsense"
Ning Chen reprimanded lightly, but didn't take it to heart. Looking at the unsheathed sword in his hand, his brows were lightly wrinkled.
The sword is good, the king's breath is not released, it should be a sword used by a strong man on the top of the sword, but the sword is too masculine, and it is not suitable for Wan Hongzhu.
"Change your sword, this sword won't help you much," Ning Chen said.
Wei Hongzhu's eyes flashed with surprise, and the master said the same thing, but this sword was handed down by her ancestors, and she has never found a suitable sword for her, so she has been using this sword until now.
"I also ask senior brother to give pointers." Wan Hongzhu respectfully said.
"There is a red sacred tree on the mountain. If you want a sword, it depends on whether you can convince Sect Master Yuheng and a few Supreme Elders on the mountain to bring this wood to me." Ning Chen calmly said.
When Hongzhu heard the words, her eyes twitched, blood stained red sandalwood, could it be that what the senior brother said.
Ning Chen pointed a word, then didn't say any more, turned around and walked into the wooden house, judging from the attributes of regretful red bamboo skills, this wood is the most suitable divine material, but whether she can get it or not depends on her ability. .
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After going up the mountain, the challenge of the outer sect disciples ended, and the inner sect disciples resumed the battle for the top spots in the Hundred Dynasties. Ning Chen occasionally went up the mountain to complete the tasks that he was supposed to do, and entered the final four without any danger.
For this young man who suddenly emerged, everyone was surprised at first, and then gradually got used to it. It seems that even if this person defeated Yin Yixuan, who had been occupying the top two inner disciples, it was not unacceptable for Hongzhu.
In the battle for the top four, Ning Chen's opponent is the girl who has always been ranked third among the inner disciples. Although her talent is not inferior to anyone, but because of her age, she has never been able to beat Yin Yixuan.
There wasn't much suspense about the outcome of the battle. As soon as Ning Chen came on stage, he sent the girl off the stage. The huge gap in strength made the little girl cry angrily for a long time.
The next battle is the focus of the battle that everyone has been waiting for. The two most outstanding geniuses of the inner disciple, Yin Yixuan and Wei Hongzhu, should be able to truly decide the winner this time.
The iron rope swayed and made a rustling sound. Yin Yixuan, dressed in white, stepped onto the battle platform and quietly waited for the opponent who had always been looking forward to the first battle. A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour... Nearly half an hour passed, but the red bamboo still did not appear. Just when everyone was waiting impatiently, a beautiful woman slowly walked over with a huge sacred tree in the distance. At the last moment, finally arrived.