Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

On this day, Lan Yu sat quietly in his room, closed his eyes and meditated, a trace of black air gradually overflowed from his body.

He has just been improved in realm, but he has no way to control it perfectly. Practitioners pay attention to both internal and external cultivation, whether it is their own strength or inner realm, which is equally important.

However, since the Huaguang Martial Arts Association, Lan Yu's thoughts have been disturbed, and the whole person has fallen into a vicious circle, unable to extricate himself, and is addicted to it all day long.

"Ye Chen, one day, I will kill you!"

Lan Yu raised his head and roared angrily, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he was already insane.

At this time, a slow voice came into the room.

"You can't kill him, and he will become stronger and stronger. On the contrary, you may have no hope of breaking through in this life. It's better to give up as soon as possible."

Lan Xi walked into the room slowly, shaking her head slightly, with a little disappointment on her face.

"Impossible, I will definitely kill him, even if Shangqiongbi falls into Huangquan, I will make him fly away!"

Lan Yu roared angrily. If it wasn't for the isolation formation in the room, half of the people in the Holy Land would have heard it.

Seeing this, Lan Xi shook his head again.

She walked to Lan Yu's side, raised her hand and released a stream of spiritual energy, injected it into his body, and offset all the traces of overflowing black energy.

"In your current state, you can't kill him at all. If you continue like this, you may experience periodic outbreaks of demons. Within ten years, you will definitely die."

"No, I can definitely kill him."

Lan Yu gritted his teeth and said, "After tomorrow, it will be the day when the Huaguang Secret Realm will be opened. Then I will naturally have the opportunity to kill him in the secret realm."

Hearing this, Lan Xi stopped rebutting, and seemed to think that refuting was useless.

She took out a small black box from her pocket and put it on the table.

"Bringing this may give you a better chance of winning."

"Looking at you like this, I don't expect too much, and I will leave him to God's will for the rest."

On this day, Ye Chen was still training his disciples. He took the lead in performing a set of sky sword poses. With the help of the power of heaven and earth, the long sword in his hand constantly caused the billowing thunder to fall, and he looked like a god who could call wind and rain.

Seeing him dancing with his sword, constantly stirring up the wind and clouds, and performing a set of sword moves with perfect proficiency, hundreds of disciples on the scene were startled.

"Such a powerful sword skill. This is an intermediate sword skill in our holy land. Most of the disciples can practice it. I never thought that it could be used in his hands to achieve perfection."

Many disciples were amazed. While admiring Ye Chen's strength, they also lamented that this set of sword skills that everyone knows has such power.

Exhibiting a complete set of sword skills, the sky gradually calmed down, and the thunder element aura distributed around gradually stabilized.

Ye Chen retracted his sword and stood up, completing a set of movements in one go.

He said to the crowd: "Have you written down the essentials? This is the real sky sword style. What are you doing, complaining to the sky?"

Everyone lowered their heads one after another. Although the words were a bit sharp, they were not wrong at all.

Everyone believed that a strict teacher would produce a good student, and that's exactly what Ye Chen did.

At this moment, a disciple hurried over.

"Senior Brother Ye, the Holy Master asked you to go to Huaguang Secret Realm."

Just when Ye Chen was at a loss, the disciple said again: "Let me lead the way, Senior Brother Ye, please come with me."

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Chen came to the outer gate, which was already the entrance of the mountain gate, as if it was the direction to leave the holy land.

In the outer courtyard, Kong Shengzun was standing in front, and the other 20 or so monks were also standing aside, including Xuan Xin.

Kong Shengzun said with a smile: "Ye Chen, the opening day of the Huaguang Secret Realm is today. I saw that you were busy training disciples. I didn't notify you in advance, but this is not important. I believe you have prepared everything."

Hearing this, Ye Chen had a smirk on his face.

"Everything is at the disposal of His Holiness."

Everyone slowly boarded a purple gold gourd, which is specially used for traveling. It can be freely changed in size and can accommodate up to a hundred people.

Standing on the purple gold gourd, looking down at the ground, everything below is retreating rapidly.

"This Huaguang Secret Realm was left before the ancient times. Opportunities and crises coexist. It is opened every ten years. The Huaguang Martial Arts Association is built on this basis, and each time it is opened, there are only twenty places."

Hearing this, Ye Chen scratched his head.

"Holy One, but when you were in the Huaguang Martial Arts Association, didn't you say that only the top ten were eligible to enter the Huaguang Secret Realm?"

Kong Shengzun waved his hand, and patiently explained: "Yes, although this is the case to the outside world, the other ten places belong to my First Holy Land."

Hearing this, Ye Chen probably understood that the number one holy land is the strongest, even if they occupy all the quotas, it is quite normal, and it is generous enough for them to give up half of the quotas to outside monks.

However, the transfer of quotas to the outside world is not harmful to the Holy Land, such as taking this opportunity to recruit some powerful monks as disciples.

The reason, although not stated clearly, is not difficult to guess.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen was a little speechless, that's how he was accepted into the Holy Land Gate back then.

To the disciples in the Holy Land, these words were perfectly normal and would not cause any emotional fluctuations.

However, according to the top ten of the Huaguang Martial Arts Association, they have increased their knowledge.

The purple gold gourd landed at the foot of a barren mountain. Kong Shengzun took a few steps forward, and then took out a black stone with a strange shape and a faint luster from his pocket. He sent out a force with both hands, and then a secret entrance appeared in front of him.

"Okay, everyone, please come in, be careful not to fight inside, everything is about safety."

Everyone nodded one after another, and then entered it one after another.

When they came to the secret realm, Ye Chen and Xuan Xin walked hand in hand.

This secret realm is like a maze opened up in a cave, and I don't know where it leads.

However, there is a black wind all around from time to time.

Here is the god-killing wind mentioned by Kong Shengzun. There are invisible wind blades in the black wind, which cannot be stopped even by divine power. The only way to be swallowed is death.

"Killing God Wind, my mouth twists when I hear it, and I don't want to come up with a cool name." Ye Chen murmured.

Hand in hand with Xuan Xin, he twisted and turned and gradually entered a stone room, with a simple long sword stuck on the ground.

As soon as he stepped into the stone room, a slight air current passed by, and the ancient sword turned into a wisp of green smoke, dissipating into nothingness.

Seeing this, Ye Chen froze for a moment, and glanced around, but did not trigger the trap.

However, the surrounding walls are covered with sword marks, which seem to be complicated, but in fact there are dao rhymes hidden in them.

Ye Chen and Yu Xuanxin looked at each other with surprise on their faces. This is a uniquely inherited sword skill.

Soon, the two were immersed in the strong sword intent, as if they had entered the artistic conception of the swordsman before his death, so as to improve their own cultivation.