The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

Under the spotlight.

Ye Junlin was calm and composed, and walked out step by step.

The looks and comments from the outside world could not have any impact on him.

His eyes were gently looking at Song Qingwan not far away.

This woman is very good.

The reason she stayed here was probably because she was afraid that Yang Feng would target her.

"Boy!"

At this moment, a deep shout suddenly rang out.

Ye Junlin's gaze shifted slightly to Yang Feng, who was the one who had just spoken.

"In our Nitian Sect, there is a small rule that anyone who enters the Combat Skill Pavilion must accept challenges from fellow disciples after coming out, so as to hone their control over combat skills."

Yang Feng stared at Ye Junlin, his eyes full of coldness: "You, dare to answer?!"

A sparring challenge?

Ye Junlin sneered in his heart. After all, he just wanted to do something to him.

And he even wants to do it for a good reason!

"You don't have to answer it!"

At this moment, Song Qingwan's cold voice suddenly rang out.

She walked quickly to Ye Junlin, with a look of complaint in her eyes: "Why did you only stay in there for a short while?"

"That's enough."

Ye Junlin smiled slightly. Thanks to the Chongxu sword technique, he realized a new way to use the origin.

This is certainly enough.

This is the best fighting skill in the world, and no other fighting skills are needed to support it.

"You...don't be so arrogant!"

Song Qingwan was furious and gritted her teeth.

Practicing combat skills can greatly improve combat effectiveness.

Even if you don't have to guard against Yang Feng, you still have to practice well.

What's more, we have to be on guard now!

"Don't worry, I'm not arrogant, but I really don't need it."

Ye Junlin smiled again.

In the distance, seeing the two people talking in such a low voice, Yang Feng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his face turned ashen.

"Boy, do you dare to answer it?!"

At this moment, Yang Feng uttered a deep shout again.

"I told you that you don't have to answer it. There is no clause in this rule at all."

Song Qingwan immediately said to Ye Junlin.

"Although there are no rules, every disciple has come this way. Do you, a newcomer, deserve special treatment?"

When Yang Feng heard this, he immediately became furious and stared at Ye Junlin and scolded him.

At the same time, he raised his hand to the others.

The many disciples present at the scene immediately understood what he meant and started talking at once.

"Although this rule has no provisions, it has become a tradition. You can't disobey it."

"If you don't agree, you are not giving face to all of us brothers and sisters."

"Yes, we all want to see what improvements you have made in there. It's for your own good."

"I just heard you say that you've been busy for most of the day. That's crazy!"

"If you have the guts, show me what you can do and see if you have the qualifications to be so arrogant!"

"..."

The noisy and chaotic noise made Ye Junlin frown, but he roughly understood what was going on.

He smiled faintly: "Okay, since you want to spar so much, I will spar with you."

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone present brightened instantly.

A hint of joy flashed across Yang Feng's face.

"You are confused!"

Song Qingwan's face changed, and she said fiercely: "Do you know that when you are sparring with each other in combat skills, you cannot use any power of the Great Void, nor can you use the strength of your physical body. You can only compete in the subtlety and tactics of combat skills!"

"These people have been practicing combat skills for a long time in the sect."

"And you, have just started practicing, and it's been less than a day!"

"How can you compete with them?"

"They just want to see you make a fool of yourself, or even humiliate you severely!"

It can be seen that Song Qingwan is really worried that something might happen to Ye Junlin.

But when Ye Junlin heard this, he suddenly laughed.

A very bright smile.

"You can still laugh!"

Song Qingwan was anxious and angry.

"No problem. I've practiced combat skills and gained some insights. I just want to test the strength of my combat skills."

Ye Junlin smiled calmly.

If he had relied on his true strength in this competition, he would never have been able to gain the upper hand in front of so many disciples.

Even if some people are not as good as him, there are definitely some who are better than him.

Especially Yang Feng!

This guy will never pass up an opportunity to humiliate himself.

But, we’re just exchanging combat skills!

Now that Ye Junlin has understood the meaning of the origin, what is there to fear?

"you……"

When Song Qingwan saw this, her eyes widened and she didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about me."

Ye Junlin smiled calmly, took another step forward, and looked towards the arena in the distance.

He said coldly: "Since you want to spar, then go to the arena. I'll be waiting for you."

After saying that, he left first.

It was surprising that he agreed to the competition so easily.

However, they soon came to their senses.

"My fellow disciples, head to the arena!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he gave the order coldly.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, with quite a lot of momentum, and then rushed towards the arena in unison.

The scene is quite spectacular.

Ye Junlin was already standing on the arena, looking at the many disciples below.

Crowded!

At a cursory glance, there are probably hundreds of them.

"New here, let me meet you!"

At this time, all the disciples had come to the stage, and one of them leapt up and stood on the stage.

"bring it on."

Ye Junlin stood calmly, looking at the other party calmly, without any fluctuation on his face.

Boom!

The disciple stamped his feet on the ground and suddenly arched his body, like a tiger ready to pounce.

"My fighting skill is an intermediate-level fighting skill, Tiger Roaring in the Mountains!"

"When attacking, it moves like a tiger, unstoppable, you have to be careful!"

At this moment, the disciple's eyes were truly like a tiger's, as if he was looking at a prey.

"Stop talking nonsense and just come on."

Ye Junlin scratched his ears impatiently, not taking the other person seriously at all.

"court death!"

Seeing this, the other party became angry and suddenly shot away.

Like a tiger pouncing on its prey!

During this sparring session, although the power of Taixu is not used and the full power of the combat skills cannot be brought into play, there is still a huge gap between each combat skill.

After all, neither side can give full play to their potential and both are limited.

If you want to win, it all depends on the level of your fighting skills and your proficiency in them!

call!

In an instant, the other party came in front of Ye Junlin, bent his five fingers, and slapped him heavily.

Like a tiger's claw!

"Little tricks."

Faced with this scene, Ye Junlin just smiled indifferently and suddenly put his fingers together.

Swish!

He stabbed the opponent's palm hard.

Two fingers are like swords!

The origin of kendo has been quietly bestowed on the two fingers.

puff!

In an instant, two fingers pierced into the palm of the opponent, and blood spurted out!

He did not use any strong physical strength, nor did he mobilize any Taixu power.

This finger pierced through the opponent's palm!