When Zhuge Youlin heard this, he immediately shouted arrogantly: "Master, don't let us beat you to tears!"
Elder Qi raised his eyebrows with interest. "Oh? So confident? Then let me see your current strength."
The eight people looked at each other.
Let’s fight!
The battle was extremely fierce.
About an hour and a half later, the eight Shuras all fell to the ground, panting and looking exhausted.
The red-haired boy with a bruised face and nose shed two lines of tears, looking as if he had no desire to live.
On the other hand, Elder Qi's hair was just a little messy and his robe was cut in a few places, but he didn't have any injuries on his body.
Elder Qi looked down at them, shook his head slightly, sighed deeply, and then walked away with a swagger.
Extremely insulting.
Elder Qi walked a hundred meters away before he stopped and looked back at the disciples lying on the ground. He said calmly, "In half a month, I hope you can help me recover from my injuries."
Then he hummed a little tune and left happily.
"Master is truly invincible..."
The faint sound of these words made Chen Yan and the others feel even more complicated.
Zhuge Youlin lay on the ground, looking at the blue sky, and said sadly: "How can we be so weak?! If we leave Qiankun Sect, we will be easily killed. I don't want to be a cabbage to be slaughtered."
Xiao Zechuan corrected: "It's salted fish."
"It's a fish..." Pei Su was also shocked and his voice was weak.
At this moment, Chen Yan's gaze fell on the blue sky, but what he was thinking about was Chen Huai, the Helian family, and the Lu family.
She slowly raised her hand to block out the sunlight, and a dark emotion flashed across her eyes beneath the shadow.
After a moment, Chen Yan stood up.
She looked at them and asked, "Do you want to continue fighting?"
"Yes!" Zhuge Youlin answered the fastest.
Jiang Xianyue stood up directly, held the trident in his hand, and smiled at Chen Yan.
The friends all stood up, even Chi Yue, who almost fell asleep on the ground, stood up. He was still sleepy, but several vines sprouted around his feet, as if he was ready for a fight.
"Even if you are injured, don't cry." Xiao Zechuan said expressionlessly.
Wen Yuchu smiled lightly: "I haven't cried yet, but I think Xiao has cried."
Zhuge Youlin grinned, "Gouchuan, cry!"
They looked at each other and started fighting.
Fight with real guns and swords!
No special mercy!
Chen Yan knocked them to the ground with a sword, and at the moment of falling, Chi Yue controlled the vines to drill out from the ground and stab towards their backs!
Several people quickly avoided it.
Countless spiritual threads intertwined, and Yu Changying's hidden weapons were continuously shot out. As Wen Yuchu's piano music exploded, Chen Yan and Xiao Zechuan faced each other in mid-air, neither of them giving in!
Boom boom boom——
Pei Su swung out both swords, cutting through the airflow in space and heading straight towards Jiang Xianyue.
Jiang Xianyue's movements were extremely fast and he dodged.
At this moment, Yu Changying transformed into an armored soldier, waving the spear in his hand, and the air blade whizzed out, forcing Pei Su back half a step!
The sound of the piano kept coming, and my brain was about to explode!
Eight people killed each other!
Fight from day to night!
Fortunately, Wentian Mountain was covered by an invisible barrier, so the sound of the battle could not be heard.
As the fight went on, several people advanced in turn.
No one is willing to admit defeat!
Fighting from night to day!
It was not until Elder Qi returned that he discovered that several of them had bloody heads and severe injuries on their bodies, and their faces were as pale as those of people who had been dead for three days.
The key is that they are still fighting.
Elder Qi was stunned for a few seconds, frowned suddenly, then moved a chair out of the hall, took out some melon seeds, and ate while watching them fight.
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you still so angry?"
"No, the force used to swing the sword is incorrect. You should release the force first and then gather it. Only in this way can you exert the greatest power."
"Youlin, why did you fall down? No, get up quickly, look how powerful they are. Swallow some gold and fight again."
"This sword is good! Yanyan, it's all about grasping this strength!"
"Wow, wow, wow, Changying, good beating!"
"Yuchu, run! Why don't you run? You can't eat elegance!"
Elder Qi watched and commented excitedly.
This battle ended only when Chen Yan summoned Wu Ying.
Elder Qi slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and slipped the remaining melon seeds into his pocket. He straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and a look of seriousness and dignity appeared on his face, as if he had become a completely different person.
He walked towards them with steady steps. When he reached them, Elder Qi nodded slightly. His eyes swept across everyone's face, finally stopping on them. He said, "Not bad today. Keep up the good work."
"Go back and rest for a while."
Several people responded weakly.
…
In the following days, when they were fighting, Elder Qi would occasionally enter the battle circle and personally teach them their moves.
It was also during these few days that Chen Yan and his companions felt that their strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and they became more and more passionate about cultivation.
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it has been three months since Chen Yan and the other eight came to Qiankun Sect.
From the initial three-series classes to Elder Qi’s personal instruction and actual practice, they have grown rapidly.
Everyone in the Qiankun Sect also knew that Elder Qi had accepted eight personal disciples, and these eight people all came from the same lower world continent.
However, they are very low-key and rarely leave Tianshan.
Therefore, many disciples of the Qiankun Sect have never seen them.
…
This day was the day when the Qiankun Sect’s team set out for the Linghuang Secret Realm.
The eight Shuras followed Elder Qi out of Wentian Mountain, crossed the long mountain road, and finally arrived at the square outside the Qiankun Sect. At this time, hundreds of disciples had gathered in the square, their expressions excited, their eyes flashing with anticipation and nervousness.
The third elder, Dong Zhuxue, stood at the front of the crowd. She was dressed in a white robe and had a cold expression on her face. Only when she saw Chen Yan behind Elder Qi did her features soften unconsciously.
Dong Zhuxue approached and called out, "Elder Qi."
Elder Qi nodded and smiled in response.
At this moment, the many disciples in the square focused their attention on Elder Qi. They raised their hands respectfully, saluted, and shouted in unison: "Greetings, Elder Qi!"
Seeing this, Elder Qi nodded slightly.
Then, he turned to look at Chen Yan and the other eight people behind him, motioning them to join the crowd.
Chen Yan and the other eight nodded in agreement, and under the gaze of everyone, they stepped into the crowd.
Everyone was stunned by their looks, thinking to themselves, "So these are Elder Qi's personal disciples? They're really good-looking."
Chen Yan noticed someone was looking at her, so she followed the line of sight and saw a young woman dressed in the attire of a direct disciple staring at her.
Chen Yan vaguely guessed her identity.
Helian Yujie.
The second daughter of the Helian family.
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