When Chu Yan arrived at the square, he saw a sea of ​​people.

"Why do the number of people seem to be so much larger?" Chu Yan blinked, confused.

The next moment, he looked around, looking for Lin Miaoran's figure.

Before, he was worried that he would not be able to see each other in time, so he agreed to meet in a corner of the square.

Looking over there at this time, Chu Yan did not see Lin Miaoran.

At this time, Fuli's voice came from behind him: "Idiot Chu Yan, we are here."

Turning around, Chu Yan saw Lin Miaoran covering Fuli's mouth with one hand while smiling apologetically to himself.

Lin Miaoran changed into a dress today, a pink and white long skirt, and a tulle blouse. Her shoulders and slender arms were looming, and her hair was carefully combed. Although she was just standing there at the moment, she seemed to have become the heart of the crowd.

There were many male disciples around, all their eyes focused on him.

"When did you arrive?" Chu Yan walked over, smiled and took Lin Miaoran's hand.

Suddenly, half of the eyes originally focused on Lin Miaoran turned into hostile eyes and turned to Chu Yan.

However, Chu Yan turned a blind eye to this and pulled Lin Miaoran through the crowd and came to a corner of the stand to sit down.

"The lady said that we are not familiar with Broken Star Tower in case we can't find the place you mentioned, so you are a little early, and you are the one who is late." At this moment, Fuli said proudly after breaking away from Lin Miaoran.

"It didn't take long, but I didn't expect so many disciples from Broken Star Tower to participate in the Spirit Disciple Ranking Competition. It was a bit beyond my expectation." Lin Miaoran changed the topic.

"I find it strange too." Chu Yan shook his head, "There are not so many people at one time. Could it be that it is the new year and many new disciples have started?"

"Hey, Chu Yan, don't you know, this is all because of you."

Suddenly, an eerie voice came from the side.

Chu Yan turned his head and immediately saw a guy with half of his face covered in bandages, with only one eye exposed, looking at him coldly.

Although this guy only had one eye exposed, there was deep hatred in that eyeball, as if he wanted to tear Chu Yansheng alive.

Moreover, this guy not only has a bandage on his face, but also has bandages on his two hands sticking out of his sleeves.

From this we can imagine what was going on under his body covered by his robe.

This terrifying appearance is enough to give anyone who sees him nightmares at night.

Fului's face turned pale and she leaned closer to Lin Miaoran.

"Oh, it's Pan Xu." At this time, Chu Yan glanced at the other party and said lightly, "The injury healed so quickly, which is a bit beyond my expectation."

When he saw the other party, Chu Yanxin was also slightly surprised.

The first time I beat up Pan Xu was about two months ago.

Although Pan Xu was a monk and his physical fitness was far superior to ordinary people, Chu Yan took action with anger and showed no mercy. Apart from not beating the opponent to death, the opponent should be no different from a useless person.

If he were allowed to recover naturally, it would probably take at least a year or two to recover.

But it has only been two months. Judging from the other party's condition, apart from the fact that his appearance has not fully recovered, not only his actions but also the battle between the monks are no longer a problem.

There is only one possibility for this situation to occur, and that is that Pan Xu took some miraculous medicine or treasure.

The person who could provide him with such resources, without even thinking about it, must be the person who ordered him to use giant waves to shake mountains and thunder.

When she heard that the other party was Pan Xu, Lin Miaoran's face instantly darkened.

Because before that, she heard Chu Yan say that outside Changmen Pass, it was this guy who plotted against Chu Yan.

If Chu Yan hadn't been lucky, he might have died by now.

How could she have a good face when facing such a guy?

At this moment, Lin Miaoran quietly looked at Pan Xu, thinking that if there was a chance in the future, she must give this guy a severe lesson.

At this moment, being stirred up by Chu Yan's words, Pan Xu's new and old grudges surged into his heart. Gritting his teeth, he stared at Chu Yan and said: "Chu Yan, don't be proud of me. The difference between me now and two months ago is as different as heaven and earth."

Aren’t you blaming why there are so many people in the Spiritual Disciple Ranking Competition this time? I’ll tell you.”

After a pause, Pan Xu continued: "It's not because of you. A ranking competition on the Spiritual Disciple Ranking. As a new disciple, you participated in the ranking competition for the first time and entered the top ten, leaving many others who didn't know about it.

The disciples all thought that the Spirit Disciple Ranking Competition was easy, so now, they all came to participate in this competition with the goal of becoming famous.

Really naive, reality will let them know what it means to have a high heart but a thin life.

But—"

At this point, Pan Xu suddenly changed the topic, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked at Chu Yan like a hungry wolf staring at his prey.

"There are advantages to having more people. In this way, I can knock you to the ground in front of more people, and then give you back ten or a hundred times what you gave me first!"

When he said the last few words, Pan Xu's voice was like an evil ghost crying at night, a dùjuān crying blood, which made people's hair stand on end.

Chu Yan glanced at the opponent, then turned his eyes to the distant arena, and said calmly: "I still have more than 1,900 sect contribution points."

"What do you mean!" Pan Xu frowned.

"If I hit you once, if I hit you and injured a fellow sect more, I will only be deducted a total of twenty sect contribution points." Chu Yan slowly turned his face and said with a half-smile, "In other words, I can still be like this again now.

I beat you like that almost a hundred times."

"You!" Pan Xu couldn't help but tremble and took a step back.

Although his mouth was vicious and his heart was full of resentment towards Chu Yan, Pan Xu's heart couldn't help but tremble every time he thought about the scene that night.

The tragedy of that night has become a lingering nightmare in his heart, and it seems to be a sign of turning into an inner demon.

It is precisely because of this that Pan Xu is eager to seek revenge on Chu Yan and break this inner demon.

Originally, he thought that his appearance and his harsh words would be enough to make Chu Yan feel pressured.

As a result, the other party slapped him back with a single word, and made the threats he made seem as ridiculous as a joke.

For a moment, Pan Xu's eyes were red with anger, and his clenched fists were trembling slightly.

"Junior Brother Pan, instead of being meaninglessly angry here, you might as well prepare yourself. After all, if you can do one thing, you can say thousands of words, but it is much more practical." At this time, a figure came from Pan.

Xu came up behind him.
Chapter completed!