Zhao Yanghua smiled proudly and said, "Xiu Wen is quite capable in his comprehension. After a life-and-death battle, he actually comprehended the Black Evil Palm to a minor level of success. Therefore, there is a great hope that he will be accepted into the Xuantian Sect this time."
The elders of the Nie and Sun families both nodded. Being able to comprehend the fourth-tier martial art Black Evil Palm to a minor level of success showed that his comprehension was indeed commendable.
When Chen Haotian saw that Zhao Xiuwen had actually mastered the Black Evil Palm to a minor level, his face changed. This was indeed beyond his expectations. Zhao Xiuwen was older and more skilled than him, but Chen Haotian still dared to agree to compete with Zhao Xiuwen because he had a martial art that he had mastered to a minor level. This martial art was called the Green Mountain Palm, which was also a fourth-level martial art.
Relying on his small success in understanding the Qingluan Dieshan Palm, Chen Haotian believed that even if his cultivation was not as good as Zhao Xiuwen's, he could definitely hold his own in a sparring match with Zhao Xiuwen.
However, he never expected that Zhao Xiuwen, a dandy boy in his eyes, had actually mastered a martial art to the minor level. In this case, he would not have any advantage in terms of martial arts comprehension, and as his cultivation level was two small realms behind Zhao Xiuwen, he would never be Zhao Xiuwen's opponent.
"What? Are you scared? How about this, as long as you say three times in a row that the disciples of the Chen family are trash and not as good as Zhao Xiuwen, then I will spare you. How about it?" Seeing Chen Haotian's face turn pale, Zhao Xiuwen said proudly.
"Bullshit, I'd rather kill you than humiliate you, you're dreaming if you want me to surrender."
It would be better to kill Chen Haotian directly than to let him say such words.
"If you don't accept my toast, I'll beat you until you surrender."
After Zhao Xiuwen finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense with Chen Haotian and jumped up directly. His palms brought up heavy black shadows and slapped towards Chen Haotian.
Chen Haotian gritted his teeth, and the Qingluan Dieshan Palm in his hand also transformed into a series of palm shadows, and he rushed forward. Even if he lost, he would not let Zhao Xiuwen get too proud, and he would bite off a piece of Zhao Xiuwen's flesh.
"boom!"
The palms of the two men met in mid-air, and Chen Haotian felt a vicious force like a steel spike, drilling through his layers of protective Qi and entering his body. He instantly lost control of his body and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
Chen Lei moved his feet and appeared behind Chen Haotian. He held up Chen Haotian who was flying backwards. At the same time, he quietly guided the sinister energy out and transferred it into the ground beneath his feet.
"You can't even take one of my moves. You say you're not a waste, so what are you? I told you not to embarrass yourself in Xuantian Sect because it's for your own good, but you don't appreciate it."
Looking at Chen Haotian who was caught by Chen Lei, Zhao Xiuwen said sarcastically.
"Wow!"
Chen Haotian's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was simply angry at Zhao Xiuwen.
"Brother Zhao is so powerful. Brother Zhao, with your help, we will definitely be able to join the Xuantian Sect. The safety of our families will depend on you in the future."
The other two young disciples of the Zhao family who were selected kept flattering Zhao Xiuwen. These two people were quite talented, but compared with Zhao Xiuwen, there was still a certain gap. They were destined to become Zhao Xiuwen's helpers in the future, so now when facing Zhao Xiuwen, these two people were very humble.