European Emperor [Cultivation]

After admitting defeat, Chao Zong retracted his sword and stood back on the spot. The blade of the sword was against his back, taller than his size, but no one dared to ignore the power contained in that small body.

He didn't say the next thing, but the whole martial arts field seemed to have heard what he said.

"One by one, no one can escape today," He Ling shouted loudly, "My elder brother said, whoever wins this little guy can represent the He family to fight against the Liu family. If you are all afraid, how can you fight against the Liu family?"

The children of the He family love their own family. Their parents and brothers all lived and multiplied in this city, so they couldn't give up easily.

The silent martial arts arena suddenly boiled up: "You're right, if I'm afraid of a child today, how can I hang out in Hegui City in the future? I'll come!"

However, shouting slogans loudly and being full of ambition does not mean that he can increase the force value, so he also landed with a sword, which is very miserable.

But when he went down, the other one followed immediately. He was very careful not to let Chao Zong's sword touch his wrist this time, but he only cared about protecting his own wrist. When he turned around, Chao Zong's sword had already Pointing to his chest, he almost poked it in.

One after another, they were full of fighting spirit when they went up, and doubted life when they came down, but they were not discouraged by failure. Instead, they got together and began to study methods to deal with the imperial court and give advice to newcomers.

"Hey, when dealing with a child, you have to show some face," He Ling reminded from the side.

One person raised his head and asked, "Then do you want the experience we have summed up?"

"...I want it," He Ling silently covered his face, at first he thought about winning, but now he just wants to thank the gods if he doesn't lose so badly.

Most of the new generation disciples of the He family are at the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining, so He Ting was a bit taller than them at their age, but He Ting looks young, but in fact, only in terms of age Being He Ling's father is not a problem at all, which is another reason why He Ling loves his elder brother.

The monks have a long life, and sometimes the age is really embarrassing.

Although the He family seems to be weak, so are the Liu family and Lingyou city. These small cities cannot compare with the fairy cities like Tianxuan city and Jinlin city. Otherwise, why would they bow their heads in awe of Tianxuan city.

Within one of the three moves, the speed of eliminating people is really quite fast. No matter how they discuss experience, how to guard against the erroneous, how to prepare tactics, they seem to be able to find their flaws here.

Until everyone was eliminated, only He Ling was left.

Even after absorbing everyone's experience, He Ling was still a little apprehensive towards the child who was standing there quietly, so he could only pull out his sword and go up bravely: "Hey, be merciful."

Chao Zong didn't speak, but simply swung his sword. He Ling stared at him, only to feel that there were swords everywhere, and the horizontal sword blocked him, but he saw that the sword was picked up with great force. The next moment his throat was hit by a sword. Pointer stopped.

"Your enemy will not show mercy to you," Chao Zong said lightly.

He Ling was startled, and the annoyance that had risen slightly just now disappeared completely. These words were meant for He Ling, and also for everyone here.

In the arena, it's either you die or I live. They will be let go here, but in the arena, the Liu family will not show mercy to them. When the time comes, the sword is pointed at the throat, it is true dead.

Everyone fell silent again, quietly thinking about themselves. They used to have no goals, but now they are crushed by a child. They have similar cultivation levels, but they don't even have the strength to fight back. Only then do they know how bad they are.

Chao Zong held his sword behind his back and looked at them quietly until He Ling asked, "Then what should we do? How did you practice your sword so fast?"

"There is a training partner," Chao Zong said, and Miguo'er practiced with him every day.

The speed of the monsters in the consecration period, even if they don't use aura, cannot be easily resisted by a Qi refining monk. Day after day, they get up after being knocked down, faster and faster each time.

"Where can we find a sparring partner?" He Ling stared straight at Chao Zong and said, "Can you be our sparring partner?"

As soon as He Ling's words fell, he felt that he saw contempt in the eyes of the child, you are too bad, and dare to ask him to practice Yunyun with him.

"Looking for... Swallow's Nest," Chao Zong thought of Mi Guoer, a monster who likes to jump on Chao Yan's shoulder when he has nothing to do all day long, it would be best to send it here.

"Him? Senior Yan didn't even need to move here, just slapped the fan, and all of us were gone," He Ling thought about the scene, and it was really not ordinary sour.

Chao Zong thought about Miguo'er's ability to cause trouble and his unknowing strength, and then said: "Is there any beast to catch?"

"Yes," He Ling thought for a while, "I seem to have caught a few of them recently."

"Put it here," Chao Zong said with a stern face, his tone was as casual as if he put a rabbit here.

"You said fierce beasts are placed here? People will die," He Ling remembered that the level of those beasts was at least above his.

Chao Zong thought he was moaning: "You won't let me go."

"Wait a minute, I'll let it go, can't I let it go?" He Ling was almost powerless, because his elder brother's order was that everything here must be obeyed by this little guy, not to mention letting go of a few ferocious beasts. His elder brother would be willing to throw him into the pile of beasts.

"Prepare some more wooden swords," Chao Zong asked again.

Although He Ling didn't know what he wanted the wooden sword for, he did it anyway.

Soon, several ferocious beasts were lifted up, each of them was more than ten feet tall. They were locked in a special cage and kept screaming and colliding. The smell of blood came from the mouth, and I don't know how much they ate. people.

When the beast was brought up, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd. They didn't know what the purpose was, and saw a large number of fragile wooden swords being brought up. Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out until Heling obeyed Chao Zong's words and asked everyone to put their When the sword was exchanged for a wooden sword, everyone's emotions fluctuated obviously, but thinking about what Chao Zong said before, the enemy will never hold back just because they are weaker.

One person gritted his teeth and changed, and the others came up to change the wooden sword one after another, until everyone stood back on the martial arts arena again, and drew their swords to split the cage lock of a ferocious beast.

When the ferocious beast was in the cage, it had already been restless because of the smell of flesh and blood. Now the cage door opened, and the fresh flesh and blood were within easy reach. It rushed out and rushed straight into the crowd.

The disciples of the Crane family wanted to deal with it, only to find that the sword had no effect on the beast, and the aura in the dantian had to be sparingly used to escape.

All of a sudden, the martial arts arena was in chaos. Although no one was injured, the chaos was comparable to that of a vegetable market.

He Ling was still watching, but felt a pain in his butt for no reason, and he was kicked into the martial arts arena.

The ferocious beast was like a fish in water among the piles of fresh flesh and blood, biting everywhere, but every time some people would jump on it, it was like a mosquito bite endlessly.

At the beginning, the disciples continued with strength, but as time went on, they found that their speed of action became slower and slower. It was not until one of them was scratched by the sharp claws that the smell of blood spread, and the tragedy of this training was truly revealed. everyone's face.

Some people were panicked, some wanted to back down, but Chao Zong stood on the martial arts stage and said: "Those who back down will be killed without mercy."

His voice spread throughout the audience, although he was small, no one dared to listen to his words as false.

Everyone fights to survive, even if the wooden sword is broken because it can't bear the aura, they still have fists, and they can save their brothers... Even if such a thing takes a long time to make people desperate.

Chao Zong went to the training ground, and when no one disturbed him, Chao Yan thought he could finally spend the day leisurely, but he just got close to the edge of the bed when He Ting sent someone to invite him over.

As soon as the three of them entered the room, they were Heting and the other two elders who established the foundation. Although they were also elders, they looked much younger than Hemei and the others. However, at middle age, even with a few strands of beard, they looked Also very capable.

"Brother Yan is invited to come here this time to ask for something," He Ting said as he bowed his hands.

After talking like this for a while, Chao Yan came back to his senses: "You mean I will be your training partner?"

This is the abduction of his young one, and he is going to abduct the old one.

He Ting's expression was subtle, Elder He Lue sighed and said: "I also said that it is too much trouble for Mr. Yan, but the competition is coming soon, and some pressure always feels better. If Mr. Yan is not willing, we will not force it."

To become an elder of the He family, one must not only rely on strength, but also be able to play tricks, and all of them have become fine foxes.

However, Chaoyan only treats all kinds of bells and whistles. He stretched his waist and got up and said, "Are you serious? Then I'm lazy and don't want to."

Helue: "..."

He Ting gave a rare laugh, and cupped his hands again towards Chao Yan: "I'm the one who offended you, but I just hope that senior can give some pointers. The He family may not be comparable to the places that seniors have seen, but there is a blessed place where you can temper your bones." Soul, if you win this time, please give me a try."

"Fudi?" Chao Yan became a little interested. As the saying goes, it's better to steal a wife... No, no, the more mysterious the more interesting it is.

"Yes, my He family blessed land has always been open only to the direct descendants of the He family," He Ting explained, "The blessed land is precious, and only two people can enter the Bone Tempering Soul once a year. two."

"It's easy to talk about," Chao Yan opened the folding fan and said, "Who will come first, and where?"

"Senior, please," He Ting led the way.

They walked along the long corridor in the direction of the Martial Arts Field, but when they got closer, He Ting opened a secret door next to it and followed the stairs all the way to the ground.

The surroundings of the stairs were lit by candles, which shook slightly as they walked, but there was no sign of extinguishing them.

Until it reached the ground floor, it was open and bright, and the night pearls were inlaid on the dome, making the whole venue look extremely bright.

"Senior Yan, this is the underground martial arts arena of my He family," He Ting said in a deep voice, "It is surrounded by wrought stone materials, so giving pointers here will not disturb the ground."

Foundation Establishment cultivators can also compete in the sky, but if there is a aftermath, I am afraid that it will shock the minds of the Qi Refining disciples, and it will be even worse if the Liu family notices something.

It is much more convenient to have this underground martial arts arena.

"Please," Chao Yan jumped onto the martial arts platform in the middle first, waved his fan and looked at the three people below, the instruction should be finished early, and the rest should be finished early.

Elder Helue also flew forward, stood opposite Chaoyan, cupped his hands and said: "Then I would like to ask Senior Yan for some guidance."

His weapon is a sword, the sword body is silver gray and engraved with gold patterns on it, it is a high-grade mortal weapon, he took the lead in making the move, the sword glow brushed past Chao Yan's left hair, the attack was extremely fast, When he came into contact with Lan Feather Fan, sparks sparked even more.

Chao Yan folded his fan and flew back. After avoiding the haste that was following him, Lan Yu fan opened again, and a blue wave of light rose from above. Shrinking back quickly.

"A crane soars into the sky!"

When he swung his sword glow, he could faintly hear the sound of a crane chirping, flooded with white light, the sword glow had the faintly visible shape of a crane, colliding with the waves, just like waves hitting rocks, stirring up thousands of waves.

It's just that the rock is hard, and the waves can only follow the trend, but the crane shape has a tendency to collapse after the collision, and the waves are continuous with Chao Yan's fan again and again.

When the two sides collided, the rest of the momentum oscillated, surging around the Yanwu platform, rolling out, Chao Yan resisted, and took half a step back, while Helue retreated more than ten steps before stopping.

"Senior Yan is really powerful!" The crane stood up with his sword on his back, his face was full of admiration and joy, "In the past, only the Patriarch could defeat us, but now it is really worthwhile to be taught by Senior Yan." Fortunately, let’s take a look at my other trick.”

"Please," Chao Yan challenged.

He abandoned the sword, but the sword was floating in the air, with his hands forming seals. He was already standing between the flying swords, and the speed of the imperial weapon technique was even faster. Chao Yan grabbed it.

The fans of the Chaoyan inkstone, the bones of the fans knocked on those hands, actually brought the sound of Zheng Ming.

He Lue was blocked several times, but he was not depressed. He flipped the flying sword under his feet, and his whole body flipped up quickly, his finger bones turned white with force, as if he could scratch through the air when he attacked suddenly.

It's just that he attacked fast, and Chaoyan also caught it quickly. Although there was no imperial weapon underneath, he blocked all the moves between the opening and closing of the folding fan, until he caught the opening and hit Helue's. Above the shoulders, a blue light suddenly appeared, with a tendency to surge, causing the Helue and the flying sword to flip under the martial arts platform, and then another elder flew to catch it.

"How are you?" He Yu hurriedly asked while supporting his body, still feeling a bit of stamina.

Although the competition is one month later, if he is injured at this time, he may not be able to exert his maximum strength by then.

"It's all right, senior Yan will stop there, just take a short rest and you'll be all right." Although He Lue was unwilling to be knocked down like this, Chao Yan's inner breath did not cause any damage to him, even though it was fierce. He was really giving pointers, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Yan."

It's just that when he looked up, he saw that Chao Yan didn't stand where he was, but squatted quite casually beside the martial arts platform, with an open-minded look on his face: "How can your imperial weapon be so stable?"

Crane was slightly stunned. It is common sense to be able to control weapons in the foundation building period. Even newcomers who have just reached the foundation building period can easily control weapons after mastering the essentials.

So when Chao Yan asked, He Lue really didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing him stunned, Chao Yan scratched his hair and said, "I don't know how to use imperial weapons yet, can the elder give me some pointers?"

He Lue had already seen that he had no pretensions, nor did he have any self-consciousness as a monk or a genius, but he didn't expect him to speak out so bluntly about his incompetence, and he was not ashamed to ask.

He Lue has taught countless disciples, and he himself has experienced it himself. Naturally, he knows the art of the small weapon very well. The closest partner at the time of the fight, so we must regard it as one body, not just an imperial weapon..."

His tone was unhurried, and his eyes were a little more patient and explaining when facing Chao Yan who was listening carefully. Although the person in front of him was a genius in the middle stage of foundation establishment, his age was not much different from those of the disciples .

A narration is like telling a child, Chaoyan suddenly realized after listening to it.

He used to treat the fan as a flying boat in the past, but he never thought of integrating it into one body, sticking to himself and continuously connecting with his own aura, so that he can do everything he wants, like a finger.

If he can master it well, then no matter whether his Lan Feather Fan rotates 360 degrees or 720 degrees continuously, he will not be thrown out like last time.

After Chao Yan finished learning, he thanked Elder Helue, got up and said: "Then I will try first."

He Lue and He Yu looked at each other, and finally saw a trace of youthful aura from this man, they both backed away and asked him to just try.

Chao Yan did not use the Lan Feather Fan during the test, but took out another spirit sword, flew on it and began to penetrate the spirit energy, the spirit energy gushed out from the center of the foot, as if it had merged with the spirit sword, just like his body Part of him, he can go wherever he wants.

Chao Yan confirmed the feeling, opened his eyes, and the flying was no longer as good as before, and he flew over every corner of the martial arts field in an instant, and it was even more easy to rotate backwards and forwards.

"Senior Yan is indeed a sensitive and intelligent person," He Yu stroked his beard and laughed.

Chao Yan didn't try for too long, and after confirming that he knew it, he descended from the mid-air. He can practice again in the future, so he doesn't have to panic when he takes their son.

It is indeed beneficial to have a teacher to give advice. Although a visit to Hegui City did not find a teacher for their cub, it found a teacher for himself.

This also strengthened Chaoyan's determination to find a good teacher for their Zai'er.

Jade cannot be made into a tool if it is not cut, but good jade also needs a good master to carve it, so that it can show the most perfect side.

"Thank you, elder," Chao Yan thanked again when he stood on the stage again, and then took out the Lan Feather Fan to invite, "Who will come next?"

"Let's just come here, old man," Elder He Yu flew up to the stage, and stood firmly opposite Chao Yan, "I also ask Senior Yan to give me some advice."

"Definitely," Chao Yan said seriously.

If someone teaches him seriously, he will naturally reciprocate well. The true meaning of interpersonal communication is the coming and going.

Elder Heyu's swordsmanship can be seen to be passed down from the same line of the He family, but things are similar and people are different, even if they come from the same line, there are many differences.

Elder He Lue is good at attacking, while He Yu is good at defending. Chao Yan's original aura was scattered in a gesture of tolerance, but now it looks like a tsunami.

Water can be rigid or soft.

The spiritual energy on the martial arts stage overflowed, although part of it was consumed by the extremely hard wrought diamond, it still caused the ground to tremble.

He Ting and Elder He Lue stood aside to watch, and Elder He Lue said: "Senior Yan is indeed an extremely talented person, that old man He Yu was completely suppressed and beaten, can Eldest Young Master see any flaws? "

"In the beginning," He Ting kept his eyes on Chao Yan, every movement, every attack, the young man's aptitude was beyond reproach, but what surprised him was the follow-up progress.

Every time He Ting finds any clues and flaws, he can make up for and correct them very quickly. The rivalry between the two sides is not so much that He Yu is being pointed out, but that Yan Chao is learning and improving.

With such talent, if you want to catch up, I'm afraid you will have to put in a lot of effort.

He Ting's heart was filled with emotions. He was the most outstanding member of the He family. Every time he competed with Elder He Lue He Yu, he won a lot of games. He thought that even if he faced Yan Chao, he would not lose too badly. There is even a slight chance of winning. It is not difficult for him to challenge such things as stepping up.

But if he meets someone who is stronger than him, if the person in front of him can also step up the challenge, and he is not afraid of others' sharpness, it is another matter.

"What about now?" He Lue didn't feel any jealousy. He Ting was a genius in the past, and he had made them lament countless times that a hero was born as a teenager, and his mentality had already been honed to be quite stable.

The older generation may have to stay in Hegui City for the rest of their lives, but the young people have unlimited hope. As the elders, they cannot move forward, so naturally they have to support the young people to make further progress.

He Ting shook his head and said, "Ting doesn't want to build up other people's ambitions and destroy his prestige, but I will definitely lose."

If they fought desperately, they might be able to drag the young people into the water, but they were just trying to give advice, and He Ting could analyze the gap between them.

"Then learn something," He smiled slightly.

"He Ting understands," He Ting looked at Chao Yan's figure, competing with this person would definitely give him new experience, and hoped that his skills could push that person to a higher level.

The competition on the stage became more and more fierce, but a head poked in from the door behind him. The owner of that head seemed to be taken aback by the intense aura vibration inside, but the sound of the door closing suddenly attracted He Ting's attention. attention.

The guards who came here were only in the Qi refining period, and the aftermath of the fight between Yan Chao and the others could hurt people. He Ting signaled to Elder He Lue, and went out from the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

The guard had a panicked face, and he clasped his fists and reported: "Young master, the new young master released the beast you captured recently in the martial arts arena above, and the young master also replaced all the disciples' swords with wooden swords." , someone has been injured, go and have a look.”

"Injured?" He Ting was not in a hurry, but asked, "Did he say why he did this?"

"What do you mean the enemy won't show mercy? The subordinate is far away, so he didn't hear clearly," the guard reported.

"The enemy will not show mercy...you are right," He Ting smacked that sentence twice, his eyes were deep, "He already has such insight at such a young age, and he should be honed by the disciples of the He family." After a while, if you don’t get hurt and endure hardships on weekdays, in the future when you fight against others, you still expect others to keep them under the sword? Don’t need to say much at this time, if someone asks or stops, just say that I ordered it, so that the young master doesn’t have to keep his hands .”

"Ah?!" The guard had never seen such a torturous training method. He thought that He Ting would save those disciples from danger, but he didn't expect that he just let the child do it.

Although he disapproved in his heart, he didn't dare to disobey He Ting's order, so he could only nod his head and leave.

When He Ting went back, He Yu had just turned over from the martial arts stage, and took more than a dozen steps back to stabilize his pace. Although he was not injured, his body was shattered and he didn't know how many pieces were broken. The neatly combed hair was blown up a lot and became messy, and it could be tied into the pile of refugees without changing clothes.

"Haha, it's rare to see you, an old fellow, in such a state of embarrassment. You should really let all the juniors come and see," He Lue sneered unceremoniously.

He Yu snorted, took out a mirror and looked at himself, angrily wanted to go to Chaoyan, only to realize that he had just been beaten down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Chao Yan apologized sincerely after imitating Chao Zong's usual stern face.

No one could see the smile deep in his eyes.

Although he really didn't do it on purpose, the old man defended, of course he wanted to let go of his hands and feet to attack, but he didn't expect that the aura could have the effect of washing, cutting and blowing.

"Eldest son, I'm going to change my clothes first," He Yu looked at the silky clothes of his body, and really couldn't say the word "no problem".

When Elder He Yu left, He slightly smiled and said: "He usually takes good care of his hair, don't mind."

"No," Chao Yan nodded his chin at He Ting and said, "Isn't it your turn next?"

He Ting didn't come to the stage, but looked at Chao Yan and said, "Senior Yan just fought against two people, it's better to rest and adjust."

Although the middle stage of foundation establishment was crushing against the early stage of foundation establishment, but they just won two people, and the spiritual energy consumption in the body should be extremely huge.

He Ting put himself in the shoes of others, looked at the aura rolling in his body towards Yannei, although he had hit two people, the aura in his body continued to flow, and there were still two-thirds of the aura in his dantian, which was really not counted. What consumes.

But according to He Ting, he should have consumed a lot.

Then let's take a rest, dust the ground with Chaoyan, sit down and meditate on the spot to adjust your breath, and recall the process of the two fights by the way.

There is a saying in the world of martial arts, the only thing in the world of martial arts is speed, but it can't be used everywhere here. Swordsmanship is both fast and fine. Even if the spiritual energy in the body is like an ocean, if the power is not used accurately, it will be wasted and the goal will not be achieved. .

The aura in his body surged, and Chao Yan held a piece of spirit stone in his hand. In just a moment, the aura in his body was like a hundred flowing into the sea, filling it up, but he waited for about half an hour before opening his eyes. The used spirit stone turned into powder and scattered on the ground. He stood up and said, "That's fine, come on."

He Ting looked up at him with some surprise in his eyes: "Senior has already recovered?"

Chao Yan smiled and said, "Naturally."

He Ting flew up and pulled out his sword. He was born tall, and his saber seemed to be longer than ordinary swords, restrained and timeless. edge.

It was a low-grade magic weapon.

Magical artifacts are rare, even in Tianxuan City, they are rare, but He Ting can hold one.

"This is a low-grade magic weapon - Duozheng, which was obtained by breaking into a secret realm once." He Ting glanced at Chao Yan's fan and said, "Senior Yan's weapon seems to be a magic weapon, so it is not considered a magic weapon." Bullied you."

"It's better to be gentle, senior is an old bone," Chao Yan said on his lips, but he caught He Ting's sword accurately when it came, but there was a mountain of strength on the fan bone.

He Ting was stronger than the previous two elders, Chao Yan realized this fact with one move, and waved his fan without holding back.

There are three styles in the Canglan, and the power of the Lan Feather Fan is even more powerful. Although it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, his dantian is always running, which is enough to support such a large expenditure.

Fighting hand to hand, when the two distanced themselves, Chao Yan used the first style.

"The waves are rough!"

The spiritual energy is continuous, like the impact of waves, without a single pause, even worse than before.

He Ting's pupils were weak, but the horizontal sword blocked it, and he jumped into the air and then sent out with one blow.

"A crane soars into the sky!"

He is also a crane soaring to the sky, but his strength and precision are not comparable to that of He Lue. In the battle between the two sides, He Ting resisted the arrival of the aftermath, but was pushed back uncontrollably. Stones seem to have cracked for a day because of the aftermath.

Crane Ting performed the second move again, as if countless crane feathers were flying over the sky, but Chao Yan waved another flap unhurriedly, not as hastily as before, but gently, like the smoke on the sea Gradually drifted over, but suppressed all the fierce offensives below the sea level.

The second type: "Sparkling."

Static braking is the most exquisite.

The sea is calm, and the sun shines on the waves. I feel that everything is peaceful, but the sea is the sea, and the calm on the surface will always hide the turbulent undercurrent below.

He Ting was still fascinated by such a move, such an understatement, as if it could resolve all disputes at once.

Can it be so simple?His eyes told him that it was over, but the sense of crisis in his heart continued to grow. He knew that when the breeze was blowing and countless crane feathers shot towards him, He Ting could only keep dodging. Strength to resolve all the moves he used before.

Until he stood on the ground, his breath was already a little unstable.

"Aren't you admitting defeat?" Chao Yan asked.

He Ting supported his body with his sword, and looked deeply at Chao Yan who was facing him. This person used his strength to fight, which made him very embarrassed by his own moves, and also discovered his own shortcomings.

"How many moves does Senior Yan use?" He Ting asked.

"One style," Chao Yan replied.

He really knows very few things, because he didn't study hard, so he only knows three tricks.

"He Ting is willing to learn something," He Ting said looking straight at him.

"You may be injured in the third pose," Chao Yan closed the folding fan and walked slowly to the side of the steps, then jumped down from there and said, "If you want to learn the lesson, wait until the competition is over."

It seems that the instruction here is not over yet, but he has already opened the door and walked up the stairs: "I'll take a step first."

I just heard that his son seems to be bullying the friends of the He family, so I can just join in the fun.

His figure disappeared, Elder Helue was stunned and said: "Who loses and who wins?"

"I lost," He Ting opened his mouth, jumped off the stage, and walked out the door with his sword in hand.

He straightened his back all the way forward, nodding to the guards and disciples when they greeted him, until he walked to his own room and closed the door, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and splashed on the floor .

The seemingly understatement of the second move is not just to return his original moves, but every time he catches a force, there is a dark force that says his arm enters his body, it is simply It's traumatic everywhere, and it's not easy to notice it at the first time. The second pose is already so terrifying, and the third pose is indeed inappropriate.

He Ting wiped off the blood stains on the ground, sat cross-legged on the collapsed bed and expelled the dark energy in his body one by one. He believed that Yan Chao still had mercy, otherwise how could the dark energy hidden in the viscera be so easily expelled go out.

It only takes three days to fully recover after the Anjin is expelled.

No other disciples of the He family knew about He Ting's injury. If He Ting didn't say anything, it would be even more impossible for Chao Yan to spread the word that he injured the current head of the family. Wouldn't that be worthy of a beating?

If the He family's children all go into battle at that time, he will be exhausted to death with any wheel battle. It's not just empty words that the ants killed elephants.

Chao Yan didn't owe a beating, what he saw was the scene in the Martial Arts Field on the ground. Although the Martial Arts Field was as big as a golf course, the speed of the ferocious beasts running around and chasing down the disciples was comparable to that of a racing car.

The wooden swords held by the disciples of the He family didn't hurt or itch when poking people, let alone poking a fierce beast. When the fierce beast pounced, the martial arts field was full of mountains and seas.

"Poke its eyes, poke its eyes!!!"

"Run!!!"

"..."

At that moment, Chao Yan felt that what he saw was not training, but the sardines swarming around like headless flies when they met sharks, which was very pitiful.

Chao Yan passed behind Chao Zong, stood beside him, looked inside with a smile and said: "How is the effect today?"

"Bad," Chao Zong gave the answer, looked up and said, "Where did you go?"

"Go and exercise your muscles and bones so that you don't get old before you get old," Chao Yan looked at the venue and said, "You can't compare yourself with yourself. These children all grew up in ivory towers. If you make progress, you will gain something. .”

Zhao Zong nodded his approval, but he just looked at the crying father and mother in the venue, and still didn't have any intention of stopping.

It wasn't until the sun was sinking that Chao Zong looked at the beast whose fur seemed to have been all over.

Chao Yan was considerate and said: "Shall I help you catch them again and continue to play with them tomorrow?"

If you want to attack Zong, this fierce beast will be destroyed immediately. Now is the important period for the two sides to fight, so naturally we can't waste resources like this.

"Well," Chao Zong nodded.

Chao Yan made a move, directly blocked the limbs of the beast with strong force, flew up, and grabbed the back of the huge beast, as if he was not lifting the beast, but threw it into the huge beast like a kitten. Inside the cage, cover it and lock it neatly.

The ferocious beast flopped around for a day, didn't eat anything, was tossed and tossed, and was finally thrown into the cage. Qi, just like those disciples who have just been liberated.

They usually wear clothes with white background and crane patterns, white is the most afraid of getting dirty, everyone wishes they could take a bath three times a day, but now this group of disciples don't care about whether their clothes are dirty or not, they throw away the clothes in their hands one after another. The wooden sword was lying on the ground, lying or lying down, which perfectly explained what it meant to be useless.

Even if today's class is over, Chao Zong doesn't care about them, he turns around and leaves, until Chao Yan and the others go to bed, no one comes to disturb them.

The next day Chao Zong came as promised, and the disciples who were doing morning lessons in the martial arts arena felt their legs go weak when they saw that figure, how cute and beautiful, they all went to hell.

This kind of little thing that is scarier than the devil, what kind of weirdness can be cultivated.

Everyone was afraid, but Chao Zong didn't seem to see it, he appeared in the center of the martial arts stage and said: "Who will come first?"

All disciples of the Crane family