Chapter 251: Not strong enough, powerful, looming.

"The Houtu Sect is here!"

"Spring and Autumn Pavilion has arrived!"

"Golden Luck Pavilion is here!"

….As the disciples on duty at the foot of the mountain called out their names, masters from other sects came to help one after another.

The large number of people even surprised Yi Chen.

"Didn't Sect Master Qin Yun say that he only invited a few old friends to come and help?"

“Why are there so many people?”

Yi Chen couldn't help but ask Xiao Ye who was observing the etiquette of a disciple beside him.

After his explanation, Yi Chen finally understood the reason.

At least two-thirds of these "self-righteous patriots" came here for the Qinyun Sect Master.

Yi Chen: “…” What a great dog-licking peak match.

As far as Yi Chen knew, the Taoist partner of the Sect Master of Qinyun Sect died in a secret place decades ago, and the soul lamp in the sect had been extinguished.

"Zhang San, you are still here. Mother asked me to invite you to accompany her in the Dharma Hall."

"By the way, there's a fly that keeps circling around me. Please help me get rid of it later."

Zhen Ruan was still walking towards Yi Chen in military uniform. Through these days of contact, she discovered a little secret.

When she was dressed like this, Yi Chen's gaze stayed on her much longer than when she wore red.

If she put on a pair of black stockings, it would take even longer.

"Why does the sect leader want me to go there?" Yi Chen said helplessly.

He didn't want to exchange pleasantries with a bunch of bootlickers. It would be much more comfortable to just sit back and relax here.

"Isn't it that our Hehuan Sect is more yin than yang? Don't ask, just come with me quickly, they are sparring inside."

She put her tender white arm around Yi Chen's arm and glanced at the sisters in Huan Hall as if declaring her territory. Zhen Ruan couldn't help but raise her head and chest.

But she noticed that something was amiss recently.

Zhen Ruan shook it intentionally or unintentionally~ hiss~ willpower was reduced by -10 again, and the current reserve was 30. Yi Chen pulled his arm out calmly and said lightly: "Lead the way~"

Party A's face still had to be saved. For the things he did privately in the past two days, Sect Master Qinyun basically acquiesced, allowing him to make a good fortune.

For Yi Chen, what he got was not money, but his future martial arts skills and the capital for his revenge.

The Dharma Hall of the Hehuan Sect.

Sect Master Qinyun and Sect Master Hongluo sat in the first row of the main seats.

Below the two of them, there were four True Lord-level masters sitting. They all had impressive looks and demeanor. Among them, the best-looking was the middle-aged man on the left. His name was Fu Mo. He had a bookish air and his cultivation seemed to be at the peak of the middle stage of the Dao.

The second one is a big man with curly beard from Houtu Sect, called Dilongzi. He has the cultivation level of late Jindao, which makes him the best among the four. He is tall, just over three meters tall, with bulging muscles, a bald head, and straight eyebrows. It can be said that he has both cultivation level and appearance.

Although this person was sitting in a seat, he kept looking back and talking to Qin Yun, his eyes full of admiration.

As for the two True Lords who came uninvited, the third one was the third elder of Chunqiu Pavilion, Wan Yangzi. He wore an emerald green ring on his hand and smiled at everyone he met, like a secular official.

The fourth one is Master Xiaotian of Liyuan Sect. He has an ordinary appearance and you can’t find him among a crowd of people.

The seats in the left row below are occupied by masters and disciples from various sects who came to lend a helping hand, and the seats in the right row are occupied by the high-level officials and disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

As soon as he entered the hall, Yi Chen took a quick look and found many interesting things.

For example, there was a jerk who inexplicably exuded hostility towards him.

For example, Sect Leader Hongluo is very unhappy now, even though she is always smiling and chatting with others... "Someone, show us a seat for Master Zhang."

As soon as he saw Yi Chen stepping into the hall, Sect Master Qinyun immediately waved to him.

To Yi Chen's surprise, she actually had someone add a chair for him in the first row, not in two rows.

Yi Chen thought for a moment, then sat down with his horse and sword in front of everyone's surprised gaze, without any hesitation.

A sense of power, like a crouching tiger and a coiled dragon, arises spontaneously.

Rows of Hehuan Sect's outer disciples brought up fruits and tea and placed them on the coffee table beside everyone's chairs.

The musicians were playing beautiful music slowly in the corner of the hall.

"Hei Mie Tian is extremely rampant. We must give him a head-on blow this time."

"It's a rare opportunity for old friends to reunite. How about we send our disciples to perform magic today to warm up for the battle in two days?"

"My eldest disciple Yuan Jin has a modest level of Taoism, so I would like to ask for your comments."

True Lord Xiaotian was the first one who couldn't help himself and spoke immediately.

Among all the people present, his cultivation was not as good as Dilongzi, his wealth was not as good as Wanyangzi, and his appearance was not as good as Fu Mo. He lost.

Therefore, he was eager to use his disciple to save some face in front of everyone. Even if his good deeds could not be fulfilled, he had to arrange the marriage of his disciple.

A tall, bronze-skinned young man stepped out impatiently upon hearing this.

It turned out to be the person who Yi Chen had sensed before as emitting inexplicable malice towards him.

"Old Xiaotian, it seems you have been planning this for a long time. Well, Hong'er, go and learn the wonderful method of this disciple of Master Xiaotian."

The extremely magnetic voice of Master Fu Mo suddenly rang out, and a young man in black holding an ancient spiritual sword stood up silently and saluted towards Yuan Jin.

"My name is Huajian Xiufeng, and I am at the seventh level of the True Person Realm. I hope you can teach me, fellow Taoist."

The man in black was similar to his master, with excellent demeanor, which attracted the attention of many female disciples of the Hehuan Sect, making Yuan Jin look like a silly boy from the country.

"Three moves to deal with you." Compared with Xiufeng's demeanor, Yuan Jin's words seemed a little aggressive.

"You are so rude!" Xiufeng looked annoyed when he heard that. The fighting barrier slowly rose up and the two sides immediately started fighting.

After three moves, Hua Jian Xiu Feng was beaten so hard that he slid down the fighting barrier like a painting, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Yi Chen: “…” The young man is a bit jealous.

…

…

Half a quarter of an hour later.

There was a strong wind on the stage.

"Master, I understand."

"Take my Bahuang Jintuo!"

Facing the extremely cold icy light, Yuan Jin did not dodge or evade, but stepped forward. His domineering fist extinguished the cold light, and then imprinted it on the chest of Wan Yangzi, a disciple who was at the eighth level of the True Person Realm like him.

Bang! Yuan Jin became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and he defeated five people in a row.

"Master, did you see that?"

"Ruan'er, do you see it? This is my talent, my holy fist."

"This feeling is really pleasant~"

After a series of victories and breakthroughs, Yuan Jin's heart was roaring! He was shirtless, with hundreds of strange runes appearing on his body, and bursts of golden mist were steaming out.

It has to be said that Yuan Jin is a genius in fighting, as he learned the moves right before the battle.

"Who else!"

"Who else wants to fight me?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yuan Jin punched his chest with his huge bronze fist and shouted excitedly. He felt that his condition was better than ever before, and even his cultivation had taken another small step forward.

"Well done, fellow Taoists. Thank you for letting me take the blame this time." True Lord Xiaotian said with a smile, stroking his goatee.

After these words were spoken, the other three True Lords were speechless, with solemn expressions. Anyone with a discerning eye could see Yuan Jin's strength, both in terms of cultivation and fighting spirit, it was truly amazing.

"Old Xiaotian, I didn't expect that you actually picked up such a good seedling." Wan Yangzi said angrily.

Everyone in the field had different expressions, some were shocked, some were jealous, some were indignant, and some were appreciative. Only Yi Chen was yawning in boredom, looking listless, with a look of being forced to do business on his face.

Yuan Jin looked around the entire venue, but found that Zhen Ruan's eyes were completely focused on Yi Chen, who was yawning in the first row of the venue. He couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.

"Yuan Jin wants to fight Master Zhang, please give me some advice."

The sound of generosity resounded throughout the venue.

"Ah?" Yi Chen was halfway through his fight when he saw everyone's eyes focused on him. He could only helplessly say, "Young man, are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Yuan Jin felt that he was in better condition than ever before, with more strength than ever before. He felt like he was about to burn up.

"Master Zhang, please use 50% of your magic power to guide my disciple." Master Xiaotian turned his head and said to Yi Chen with a forced smile.

"Well!" Seeing Zhen Ruan's pleading look, everyone in the hall focused their eyes on him. Yi Chen changed his mind and agreed.

If someone wants to step on his face to get ahead, then why not play with him?

Boom! With a thought, the iron chair under Yi Chen's seat turned into a swift arc and suddenly fell in the center of the venue.

The blue bricks on the ground were smashed, causing smoke and dust to rise and debris to fly.

For a moment, several True Lords couldn't help but look solemn.

This Master Zhang has such powerful strength and such a strong body. No wonder Master Qinyun arranged him to sit with them.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, a majestic figure was seen with one foot on the seat of a chair and one hand hanging naturally on his knee.

"Young man, just hit me as hard as you can, and hit me as much as you want."

"How much you can understand depends on yourself."

Yi Chen spoke lazily, looking as if he had not woken up yet, but in Yuan Jin's eyes, he seemed to see a tiger dozing off on the Iron Throne.

The extreme energy flowed, slowly rendering Yi Chen's body into purple-gold color. For a moment, he looked like a standing statue.

Yuan Jin stood in the middle of the field, and for a moment he was a little timid. The longer the time went on, the more illusions appeared in his mind, as if strange images such as dragons, tigers, and divine bulls were attacking him. He knew that if he continued to drag on, he would not even have a chance to attack.

"Take my Bahuang Jintuo!"

"Eight Desolations Golden Extension!"

"Eight Desolations Golden Extension!"

With a roar, Yuan Jin suddenly attacked, punched Yi Chen in the face, and started hitting him continuously.

The sound of bang bang bang was endless.

Before long, Yuan Jin's hands became red and swollen from the huge recoil force, like pig's trotters.

However, he paid such a huge price but was unable to make Yi Chen retreat even a little bit.

"Enough, Yuan Jin!" Master Xiaotian couldn't bear it any longer and spoke to wake up his eldest disciple who was almost going insane.

"Why? I can feel that you haven't mobilized your magic power at all. Why is this?!"

Yuan Jin said in a hoarse voice while standing still.

Yi Chen opened his eyes.

"Have you figured it out?"

"What does Chief Zhang mean?"

"How do your hands feel?"

“It hurts!”

Yi Chen stood up and patted Yuan Jin on the shoulder.

"Look, you don't understand."

"Young man, you are in pain because your purity is too low!"

"But you are a good massager. I admire you. You can come to my guest law enforcement team for the battle in two days."

Even in his normal state, with Yi Chen's physical strength, it is not something that others can easily defeat.

This was a powerful body that even Yuan Jun was amazed at. Coupled with the ability to teleport, his physique reached an inhuman level.

Yuan Jin beating Yi Chen is like Tyson beating Taylor, how to play it? Unknowingly, Yi Chen has grown to a level that his previous opponents could not imagine. Even a year ago, he could not imagine himself today.

If he were to face the two old Bidens from the Netherfire Cult again, he would be able to tire them out even if he just used his face to take their spells.

Thanks to XM Zhushi Shunli for the 1888 points reward~ 　　Today is not a break, in fact, it is still not finished. 　　I still want to talk about Zhen Ruan's story. In fact, I chose this name because the original outline arranged that she has a sister named Zhen Xiang. 　　Some Taoist friends didn't like it, so I modified the outline. But since Zhen Ruan has been written, I'll finish it. The female character has basically no impact on the plot. Yuan Jun may have a little more role in the outline. 　　Good night everyone~ Happy Saturday.

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