Ling Xuzi's original fierce momentum dissipated instantly, replaced by an almost dull shock.
How is that possible? !
This kid's aura... is thick and solid, and his spiritual energy circulates like a rushing river. It is clearly... the sixth level of foundation building!
This is even higher than the injured Zhu Hyuk! No wonder Zhu Hyuk is not his opponent!
Ling Xuzi even wondered if there was something wrong with his consciousness.
Isn’t this kid still in the Qi training period before being punished to sweep the alchemy room?
This speed of cultivation was even more surprising to him than swallowing the spiritual veins directly!
There was a bang in Ling Xuzi's mind, and dusty memory fragments suddenly surged up.
It was a long time ago when I went to the edge of the Chaos Forbidden Land to perform a sect mission.
The edge of the forbidden land is filled with the atmosphere of eternal desolation.
It was there that he found a dirty child.
The child had empty eyes and was wearing tattered animal skins, huddled behind a blackened boulder.
The child has no memory. He just shakes his head blankly like a blank piece of paper when asked anything.
For a moment, he felt soft-hearted, so he took the child back to Tianji Sect, named Ye Feng, and accepted him as an outer disciple...
Ling Xuzi suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at Ye Feng again with complex eyes.
He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound as steady as possible.
"Did you refine that top-grade Concentrating Pill?"
Hearing this, Ye Feng's face showed surprise, and then he returned to his careless look.
"Yes, it was made by a disciple. It is guaranteed to be genuine."
"Master, is the appearance okay? Do you want to give a good review?"
As soon as these words came out, Bai Shun'an next to him was completely petrified.
He opened his mouth wide and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
What the hell?
A top-grade concentration pill?
Refined by junior brother?
Bai Shunan felt that his brain was a bit insufficient.
Isn’t Junior Brother Ye punished by sweeping the alchemy room?
How come you can suddenly refine high-grade elixirs?
And it’s a top-grade Concentrating Pill right away? !
That is a pill that even many inner alchemists cannot guarantee the success rate of!
He remembered that Ye Feng knew nothing about alchemy before, and it could even be said that he hated it!
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked and he could not spit out a word.
I could only stare blankly at Ye Feng's calm face and the master's increasingly deep and unpredictable eyes.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became even weirder.
Dang——
The long and distant bell rang.
Ling Xuzi stroked his white beard and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He remembered that today was the day of the big competition with Wanjian Sect. In three years, Wanjian Sect’s challenge letter was sent to wash away the shame.
He looked at Ye Feng, that’s all. After all, the sect leader only asked for strict discipline on Ye Feng.
Today, sect affairs are still the most important thing.
Lingxu's Taoist robe automatically moves without wind.
"Bai Shun'an, Ye Feng, follow me to the sect's martial arts field." The voice was not high, but it carried unquestionable majesty.
Ye Feng said no more and followed Ling Xuzi.
Bai Shun'an followed suit, looking slightly nervous.
The main martial arts field of Tianji Sect is magnificent.
The huge bluestone square was cleaned spotlessly, with wisps of mist floating around the square.
The flags fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound, adding a bit of a chilling atmosphere.
At this moment, the martial arts arena was already filled with Tianji Sect disciples who came to watch the battle. Of course, the outer disciples could only watch the battle from the outermost periphery.
Ling Xuzi told Ye Feng not to cause trouble again, and then walked to the martial arts viewing platform and sat on a seat at the edge.
On the high martial arts viewing platform, the sect leader and a group of elders had already taken their seats.
They had different expressions, some looked calm, others looked a little solemn, and they all looked towards the entrance of the martial arts arena.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the entrance.
The people from Wanjian Sect have arrived.
The leader is an old man with a kind face, who is Elder Sikong of Wanjian Sect.
He was wearing a moon-white sword robe, walking calmly, with a gentle smile on his face, but there was an unnoticeable brilliance hidden deep in his eyes.
The coercion at the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm slowly dispersed, causing the surrounding air to become stagnant.
Behind Elder Sikong were five young disciples, all of them fierce and sharp.
They were uniformly dressed in the uniforms of the inner disciples of the Wanjian Sect. Their white clothes were as white as snow, and they walked with a compelling sword intent.
Elder Sikong led five disciples to the center of the martial arts field and nodded slightly to the martial arts viewing platform of Tianji Sect as a courtesy.
In the Foundation Establishment Realm disciple competition three years ago, Wanjian Sect was unexpectedly defeated. This was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for Wanjian Sect, which had always thought highly of itself.
The goal of Wan Jian Zong this time is very clear - not only to win, but also to crush them and avenge their previous humiliation.
This time, the five people sent were all top-notch beings among the inner disciples, and each of them had the strength to crush their fellow disciples.
Elder He from Xuanjian Pavilion came forward to greet him and asked Elder Sikong to sit on the martial arts viewing platform, while his disciples sat on the left side of the martial arts viewing platform, ready for battle at any time.
Wu Buxiu, Hao Yijian, and Li Cong glanced at the Tianji Sect disciples with a bit of provocation.
These three people are all at the ninth level of foundation building. They have a calm aura and obviously have a solid foundation.
Sitting beside them was Hu Yanchen.
He has a straight back, a stern face, and a pair of eyes that are like the edge of a sword tempered with ice, so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.
The aura of the innate sword body is not restrained, like a peerless and vicious sword unsheathed.
Hu Yanchen’s eyes swept across the entire audience indifferently, with a sense of aloofness looking down on all living beings.
The person sitting at the end of the seat made many male disciples in the venue breathless.
Chu Ling.
Slender and beautiful, she looks like a fairy under the moon.
It’s just that those cold eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze, with a bit of mystery and alienation, making it difficult to see through.
She is a scenery of her own, attracting countless eyes in the audience.
Nine Spirit Sword Body, Innate Spirit Body, Saintess of Ten Thousand Swords Sect, every title is enough to attract attention.
Chu Ling noticed the gazes around her and frowned slightly, with an imperceptible coldness flashing in her eyes.
She doesn’t seem to like this feeling of being in the spotlight.
Sitting on the right side of the viewing platform are five disciples of the Tianji Sect. They are all carefully selected elites of the Tianji Sect.
Elder Sikong still had a warm smile on his face, and he bowed his hands to the leader of the Tianji Sect.
"Sect Master Lu, you are fine."
Lu Yuanqing, the leader of the Tianji Sect, nodded slightly, his voice calm.
"You're welcome, Elder Sikong. I haven't seen you for many years, but your style remains the same."
......
The polite words from both sides were filled with silent smoke.
Elder He stood up and introduced the disciples on both sides to the battle and the rules.
It is still the old rules, each side will send out five foundation-building disciples to engage in a one-on-one arena battle.
The winner advances, the loser is eliminated, and the winner is finally determined.
The rules are simple and clear, but also the most cruel and direct.
Ye Feng stood at the outermost edge, looking at the disciples of Wanjian Sect with great interest.
Wu Buxiu, Hao Yijian, and Li Cong, the "Three Talents Sword Formation" is quite impressive...
The one named Hu Yanchen is a bit interesting. His sword intent is frighteningly condensed. He is a powerful enemy.
As for Chu Ling...
Ye Feng's eyes stayed on her for a moment longer.
She is indeed a beautiful woman with a unique temperament, but her coldness that repels people from thousands of miles away makes people a little unpredictable.