Thunder Martial

The time went back to half a day and a night ago.

After Zi Chen left, Lin Xue went to find Su Mengyao.

The same small building, the same fragrance of flowers, the same mood.

"Senior sister, you should find a way to save Zichen." Lin Xue said anxiously as soon as she entered.

Not many people dared to enter Su Mengyao's room, but Lin Xue was definitely one of them.

"What's the matter, Xue'er, what happened to Zichen?" Su Mengyao, wearing a spotless white dress, sat quietly on a chair, and asked softly when she saw Lin Xue coming.

"He offended someone again..." After that, Lin Xue told everything that happened afterwards.

First offended Wang Meng, then Wang Xiong, then Wu Sheng, and finally Luo Men.

Su Mengyao frowned when she heard this, and after a while, she said lightly: "Didn't you say that Zi Chen was calm before, why is he so impulsive now? If he has a solution, it's great, if not, it's just a temporary display If it is faster, then there is no need to worry about him, this kind of person who does things without thinking and reckless, even if he is saved once, he will die miserably next time."

"This kind of arrogant behavior is not even comparable to those of the second generation ancestors. At least he has a backer and arrogant capital. What does he have?"

Su Mengyao's words were very blunt, but they were true, and Lin Xue could not refute them. In fact, she also agrees with Su Mengyao's point of view in her heart. Today, Zichen is a little thoughtless in handling things.

"But Zi Chen is justifiable, who let his quota be taken away?" Lin Xue said unwillingly.

Su Mengyao said: "Because the quota is taken away, you should be more calm, rather than act rashly for a while. The quota is important, but if you lose your life, what's the use of getting a quota."

Suddenly, Su Mengyao chuckled and said: "However, what Zi Chen said is true, if Wu Sheng is really killed, no one will compete with him for the spot. But if no one competes for the spot, the Second Elder will be angry , maybe he will be accused of killing his fellow sect, and then expelled from the sect."

Lin Xue left in frustration, she had no other way to help Zi Chen, at least not in a short time.

Everything depends on Zi Chen.

 …

At the same time, Wang Xiong and others also gathered together.

"What the hell is this Zichen going to do, mad dog?" Wang Meng couldn't help cursing angrily. He hated Zichen to death. He has second-rate combat skills at the sixth level of true energy, but in this competition, To get a fifth place is truly ashamed to the limit.

A group of people got together to discuss how to deal with Zi Chen, but they also just heard that Zi Chen offended Wu Sheng and Luo Men.

Everyone knows who Wu Sheng is. The Second Elder is also a core disciple. No one dares to touch him. As for Luomen, it is naturally extraordinary that he can be assigned to the most lucrative place in the inner sect.

Although it is the strength of the eighth level of true qi, it is definitely not comparable to Wang Xiong.

"Zi Chen offended the two of them, so he will definitely die, but they won't do it in a short time, why don't we do it first." Wang Xiong said.

Zi Chen had offended him before, so naturally he would not let Zi Chen off.

In addition, if Zi Chen is killed, he may be able to please Luo Men and Wu Sheng, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

"If we kill Zi Chen, will Senior Brother Luo Men and Wu Sheng be dissatisfied?" Someone asked worriedly.

"No, because of their status, they can't deal with Zi Chen immediately, and they wish Zi Chen could die." Wang Xiong said.

"Well, I, Wei Lin, will kill him now." A young man stood up suddenly, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Wei Lin, you go, you are at the sixth level of true energy... Could it be that you have broken through?" Wang Xiong looked at Wei Lin unexpectedly.

"I just broke through yesterday, seven levels of true energy, enough to deal with Zi Chen." Wei Lin smiled confidently: "I will deal with him now."

"You're crazy, this is the first day you're going to kill him, at least until tomorrow morning." Wang Xiong stared.

"Hey, I forgot, then I'll let him live one more day." Wei Lin chuckled.

...

In the early morning of the second day, Wei Lin arrived at the door of Zichen's room early.

"Zi Chen, come out." Wei Lin shouted loudly.

At this time, Zichen was refining the last two true energy pills, so naturally he would not pay attention to the other party.

"Zi Chen, get out, Master Wei has something to see you." Another loud shout came out.

Before Zichen appeared, many inner disciples came out, and those who knew Wei Lin among them were all taken aback suddenly.

Wei Lin, with the strength of the sixth level of Zhenqi, stood alone outside Zichen's room door, while Wang Meng and Wu Sheng, who had retreated to the sixth level of Zhenqi the day before yesterday, Wei Lin was shouting at the door at this moment, making everyone puzzled.

"Isn't Wei Lin here to die? How dare the sixth level of true energy call Zichen's door?"

"You dare to come even at the sixth level of true qi. Do you think you are stronger than Wu Sheng? You are here to seek death."

"It's not looking for death, it's just that you have confidence. It's possible that your strength has broken through. Wei Lin is very close to Wang Xiong."

There were discussions all around.

"Get out, Zichen, Master Wei has something to do with you." Wei Lin shouted arrogantly, but there was no movement in Zichen's room.

The Lingwu Sect has a rule that it is not allowed to fight within the sect, and if the inner disciples have conflicts, they can be resolved by fighting, so even if Wei Lin wanted to kill Zi Chen, he did not dare to kick his family's door.

As a result, everyone heard Wei Lin's angry shout, but there was no movement in Zichen's room.

"Isn't Zichen in the room?" Some people couldn't help guessing.

After shouting for nearly a quarter of an hour, there was still no movement in Zichen's room. Just when Wei Lin guessed that Zichen was not in the room, the door of Zichen's room suddenly opened.

"Which dog is yelling outside?" Zi Chen stretched himself, as if he had just woken up.

"You are fucking sleeping, who do you call a dog?" Seeing Zi Chen's appearance, Wei Lin's anger immediately burned.

"Whoever is barking is a dog." Zi Chen said coldly.

"You are the dog." Wei Lin's nose was crooked, and he barked again.

"Zi Chen." With a soft call, Lin Xue, dressed in white, came from a distance, walked in front of Zi Chen, and whispered: "His name is Wei Lin, and it is rumored that he has only the strength of the sixth level of true energy. Xiong is walking very close, since he dared to come today, it seems that he has already broken through, so be careful not to provoke him."

"How do you know?" Zi Chen was very surprised.

"Miao Kong told me." Lin Xue said.

At this time, Miao Kong was standing in the crowd, and did not come over.

The two looked at each other, Zi Chen expressed his gratitude with his eyes, then looked at Wei Lin, and said: "Mad dog, call the door early in the morning, what do you want me to do?"

"You..." Wei Lin was furious, resisting himself to do anything, and said indifferently: "The master came here to ask you to borrow something."

"Borrow what?"

"Give me Wei Lin a face, and lend me nine True Qi Pills."

Zi Chen looked at Wei Lin, as if looking at an idiot, and said sarcastically, "What are you? Do I know you? Is your face worth nine qi pills?"

Zi Chen's words were not polite, because the other party came to ask for trouble.

"Good boy, if you don't give me face, follow me to the battle arena and fight to the death." Wei Lin said.

"Idiot, you are sick." Zi Chen sarcastically said.

"Boy, you insulted me, I want to challenge you." Wei Lin said loudly, as if he had reason.

"Why should I promise you, idiot." Zi Chen said again.

"Because you insulted him, we can testify that you must accept the challenge." The crowd parted, and Wang Xiong and others came in mighty form.

"Insult if you say insult?" Zi Chen looked at Wang Xiong.

Refining nine True Qi Pills in one night, Zi Chen now has the physique of a seventh-level ferocious beast and the strength of a sixth-level True Qi. Although he can't beat Wang Xiong, who is at the peak of the eighth-level, if the two sides fight, the opponent will never be able to destroy him.

"Yes, we can testify for him. According to the rules of Lingwuzong, you insult others first, so you can't accept the challenge." Wang Xiong sneered.

Zi Chen knew that this was a plot against him.

It's okay if he doesn't agree.

"Challenge? If there is no prize, don't blame me for not agreeing." Zi Chen sneered, since there is a fight, then try to maximize the benefits.

Fighting for no reason, time-consuming and energy-consuming, it is very boring, if there is something to gain, Zi Chen is also very happy.

"What color?" Wang Xiong frowned.

"Eight True Qi Pills." A light flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, and he said word by word.

"Hiss." A gasping voice came from afar.

Caitou is eight true qi pills, which is too scary. It is 16 points in contribution points, almost comparable to a 500-year-old panacea.

Even though Wang Xiong was rich and powerful, he was shocked when he heard this number. He didn't have so many qi pills, and he had to work hard to get the five qi pills he gave Wang Meng last time.

"Why, don't dare, don't shout here if you don't dare." Zi Chen sneered.

No one thinks that Zi Chen can't take it out, because Zi Chen still had nine True Qi Pills yesterday, and at most consumed one in one night, there are still eight left.

But no one knew that Zichen had refined all the zhenqi pills in one night, and he couldn't take out any of them today.

Under the watchful eyes of all the disciples, Wang Xiong was in a dilemma, the eight zhenqi pills were too many, he couldn't take them out, but next to him, several other people murmured softly.

"Five True Qi Pills, we gambled." After a while, Wang Xiong said coldly, they could still get five True Qi Pills together.

"Okay. I accept this mad dog's challenge." Zi Chen also nodded, ignoring the ashen Wei Lin, and said to Wang Xiong: "What if someone loses and suddenly regrets?"

"Hmph, you should worry about yourself. We don't pay much attention to a few True Qi Pills. Our reputation is more valuable than a few True Qi Pills." Beside Wang Xiong, other disciples snorted coldly.

"it is good."

Zi Chen walked towards the battle stage first, looking very confident.

"Pretentious, I don't know what will happen when I die." Wang Xiong looked at Zi Chen's back and sneered again and again.

"When you are about to make a move, you must be ruthless, and if you can't kill him, you have to maim him." Wang Xiong warned in a low voice.

"Of course, just because this kid insulted me, I will beat him to a half." Wei Lin said confidently.

The battle stage will arrive soon, it is the place where the competition was held before, and many inner disciples who came from a distance to inquire, have come to join in the fun.

The bet of ten zhenqi pills is a big number.

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