Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

"Long... Brother Long!"

A sound of exclamation came out among the crowd, which seemed extremely respectful.

Wang Ye, who guards the martial arts arena, was originally a majestic old man with no false words.

At this moment, he actually showed a smile, and looked at the figure that everyone was looking at.

Sikong Changming stopped and looked towards the entrance of the martial arts arena.

A tall and imposing figure came slowly.

The elite disciples of the Beiyun Institute who had been in seclusion for a long time also quickly approached.

Longshan.

No.1 among the disciples of Beiyun Academy.

After he appeared, he didn't stay in the martial arts arena for too long, he just gave a signal to Mr. Wang Ye and left quickly.

Sikong Changming looked at the burly figure leaving, and his pressure suddenly increased.

From Long Shan's body, he felt an unprecedented pressure.

That kind of coercion, which seems to be absent, has far exceeded the so-called perfect level of Qimai Realm.

"Spiritual Pond? Sigh... The task of winning the Grand Competition is difficult!"

Sikong Changming's heart trembled, and the original mentality of underestimating the heroes of the world disappeared immediately.

Of course I have a system in hand.

But the world of cultivation is vast and boundless, and talent from heaven emerges endlessly.

There are also some unpredictable opportunities and luck on the body of these heaven's favored children.

If you are blindly arrogant, you will fall down on the road of practice sooner or later.

Among the crowd, Wu Shan's figure stood at the front.

Regarding his behavior of forcibly occupying the seat, the surrounding disciples dared not speak out.

"When I enter the inner sect, I will succeed in cultivation and live forever."

"The few of you are just as high as chickens and dogs."

Wu Shan said to the few underlings, in his words, he was fully sure that he would be promoted to the inner sect.

The Wu family behind him is a practice family that has been passed down for generations.

The ancestor of the Wu family was a powerful monk above the Dharma Aperture. Even after he passed away, he left a lot of practice resources for future generations.

Therefore, among the descendants of Wu Shan's family, there are quite a few people who practiced in the Lanshan sect.

And Wu Shan's direct elder brother is an inner disciple of Lanshan Sect.

After a while, he walked up to a stone tablet, stretched out his hand and poured mana into the stone tablet.

The stele is one foot high, with a carefully carved crystal ball on the top.

With the infusion of Wu Shan's mana, the crystal ball quickly burst into a gorgeous and dazzling halo.

"The test method stone tablet has responded, and Master Wu has already broken through to the fullness of the energy channel!"

A few disciples on the side said excitedly.

According to the rules of Beiyun Academy, after the disciples of the outer sect reach the consummation of their energy channels, their original cultivation resources can be tripled.

As long as one can touch the spirit pond state within three years, one can directly become an inner disciple.

There is no need to go through the disciple competition and carry out cruel selection.

Wu Shanzhi looked at the huge stele measuring the method with satisfaction, and withdrew his palm.

"Do you still need to question my talent?"

He turned around, intending to leave in a big way.

A few dogs followed closely behind.

The crowd in front had dispersed at this moment, and quickly made way for a narrow aisle.

Although Wu Shan has committed all kinds of evil during the year he was in Beiyun Academy.

However, in the cultivation world, the strong are respected.

As long as Wu Shan is strong enough, no one would dare to take revenge on him.

Wu Shan was extremely satisfied with the performance of these ordinary disciples.

Now, he is also a disciple of the perfect level of Qimai that can be compared with Chu Tiangang, Yan Chaozong and others.

In the small circle of Beiyun Academy, he is one of the top group of people under Longshan.

"Wu Shan!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded.

Immediately, those dog legs were a little restless.

Who dares to call Mr. Wu's name in public.

Wu Shan's gaze fell to the distance, and he saw that figure who stood out from the crowd.

"Hey, isn't this that silly boy named Chang Ming?"

Wu Shan looked over with disdain, looked at Sikong Changming, and was amazed.

"Hehe, did you really let your kid get shit luck and climb to the peak of Qimai?"

Seeing Sikong Changming's gradually stronger aura, Wu Shan was also a little surprised.

But then, he smiled indifferently.

In front of him who is now in a perfect state of energy, there is no difference between the so-called great achievement and the peak.

"Peak Qimai? He really thinks he can do it? Today's Young Master Wu is truly consummated."

"If this is done in public, I'm afraid it won't be embarrassing."

There was a lot of discussion among the disciples, and they were not optimistic about Sikong Changming.

Immediately, some disciples also raised rebuttals, saying in a serious manner:

"What are you thinking? This is a martial arts arena, Mr. Wang is watching."

"Tomorrow is the disciple competition, the old man can't let them do it here today."

Wu Shan also reacted quickly, with a sneer on his face.

"Good boy, no wonder you dare to come out today to avoid any signs of me."

"Relying on the watchful eyes of everyone, with Mr. Wang in charge, I dare not make a move?"

He immediately restrained his smile, revealing a gloomy and cruel expression.

"You are lucky today, I will let you go."

"However, you have to know a word, you can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day."

"We will still meet in the disciple competition."

Wu Shan's face turned red, revealing a chilling killing intent.

"When the time comes, I will make you completely regret what you did today."

"I'm going to cut off the Qi veins in your body one by one, and completely beat you into a cripple!"

Regarding Wu Shan's threat, Sikong Changming didn't take it seriously.

In his eyes, the only person who can be regarded as an opponent now is Long Shan who just appeared in a flash.

As for this wicked young man with teeth and claws, Wu Shan is nothing more than a barking wild dog.

He looked calm, and responded indifferently:

"The one who should be lucky is you."

"If you meet in the disciple competition, I will let you understand the meaning of this sentence."

Sikong Changming's calm and calm attitude, in the eyes of everyone, seemed a little different.

Most of the outer disciples dismissed this.

But there were also a few subtle gazes that swept across Sikong Changming's body without any trace.

Obviously at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation.But he still dared to speak nonsense in a calm manner in public.

Such a person is either insane.

Or, it is really something to rely on.

Wang Ye, who sits in the martial arts arena, also noticed the disputes among the disciples.

The old man has been watching from the sidelines, until now he slowly got up.

"Okay, I really have to settle the score. When it's time for the big competition, I'll let you do it."

"Arguing and provoking in public, how decent is it!"

Mr. Wang's voice was extremely powerful, and under the blessing of the magic power of the Spirit Pool, it resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

Wu Shan smiled coldly, and left domineeringly with those followers.

But Sikong Changming shrugged indifferently.

He finished the disciple report in a leisurely manner, and returned to the small courtyard where he was staying.