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Five hundred and fortieth seventh chapter is out of breath

This news was no less than a huge meteorite burning with blazing flames that suddenly crashed into a calm lake.

The entire Broken Star Tower was in a boil.

In those few days, almost everyone was discussing this matter.

Even many people who didn't know Chu Yan's name before are now familiar with him.

The reason is simple, he is the disciple of the leader.

Even though I don’t have any power now, this identity alone is enough to represent a lot.

Everyone who heard the news, whether they were the disciples of Broken Star Tower, the deacons at all levels, or the elders, all immediately showed the same expression.

Some were surprised, some were envious, some were sneering, and some were expressionless.

In short, Chu Yan is not only famous among the apprentices and outer disciples in Broken Star Tower this time, but also higher-level inner disciples, elite disciples, and even core disciples and true disciples have heard of his name.

But at this time, Chu Yan didn't pay attention to everyone's reactions at all.

What a monk really relies on is not his identity, but his own strength.

He was chosen by Hua Muyan not only because of the strength and potential he has shown at this stage.

Therefore, Chu Yan did not appear in front of everyone at all, but continued to practice in a low-key manner, without even stepping out of the door.



With a clang, a delicate tea cup fell to pieces on the ground.

The good spiritual tea inside was immediately splashed to the ground.

After the water damage, Mei Yunpeng's knees became weak and he fell to the ground.

His head and body were still wrapped in thick bandages, and his left hand was fixed to his chest with a splint and bandage, which made him look particularly miserable.

At this moment, not far in front of him, Mei Yunhe had an angry look on his face, his facial features were distorted, and his fists were clenched, making a clicking sound.

The tea cup just now was thrown to the ground so hard that it broke into pieces.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing for a moment, as if a whirlwind was gathering on the ground.

The neatly laid floor was shaking slightly at this moment, and the tables and chairs on the ground were also bumping, as if they were in the wind and waves.

Mei Yunhe, who was in the heart of the storm, obviously didn't realize how out of character he was at this time. His teeth were still clenching and his eyes were full of anger and resentment.

Mei Yunpeng was already frightened by his brother's state at this time.

He dressed himself up today to report the news that Chu Yan was accepted as a disciple by the leader. He originally wanted to arouse his brother's anger towards Chu Yan. The best situation was to reward him with some more training resources.

But it was obvious that Mei Yunpeng seriously underestimated his brother's hatred for Chu Yan.

The moment he heard that Chu Yan was actually accepted as a disciple by the leader, Mei Yunpeng was blown up by the air wave and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the storm in the room continued to gather.

The floor under Mei Yunhe's feet began to crack with a cracking sound, and spider-like cracks spread in all directions.

"Chu Yan, Chu Yan, Chu Yan!" Mei Yunhe squeezed out four words in succession from between his teeth.

With every word he spoke, the hatred in his heart increased.

He remembered that at the beginning, he didn't care about the name and only heard it once from his brother.

This was not the first time that he heard the names of other disciples from his brother.

After all, his elder brother Mei Yunpeng is a well-known troublemaker in the outer sect.

The arrogant and domineering brother would always come to him with a sad look on his face and ask him for help every time he encountered a disciple that he couldn't deal with.

As an apprentice, Mei Yunhe didn't take it seriously at first. He could suppress it with just a finger.

Because he is the most talented disciple in Broken Star Tower for a hundred years - Mei Yunhe has always thought so.

But later, Mei Yunhe discovered that things didn't seem to be what he thought.

This guy named Chu Yan was actually much tougher than he imagined.

The speed of promotion made him feel a little afraid.

The other party started practicing later than me, but his promotion speed is clearly faster than his own!

In just less than three years, this guy has actually been promoted from an apprentice to an outer sect, and his realm has been promoted from the first level of Pulse Condensation Realm to the current second level of Pulse Condensation Realm!

As for myself, I actually suffered a loss at the hands of the other party!

He was a genius that attracted much attention, but he ended up suffering at the hands of a bug that he had never paid attention to in the past!

What Mei Yunhe couldn't accept even more was that because of his suppression of Chu Yan, he almost lost the chance to be defeated by Wu Yuanyuan.

Later, the matter was settled, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But what followed one after another was the news that Chu Yan had actually become the disciple of the leader!

He racked his brains and tried his best to please Mei Yunhe, and finally got a silver ingot.

And this silver ingot was almost lost because of Chu Yan.

When Mei Yunhe was frightened for a while, restrained his words and deeds, walked on thin ice, and finally got the silver ingot, he learned that Chu Yan got a box of gold without saying anything!

At that moment, Mei Yunhe even wanted to crush the piece of silver in his hand and throw it away!

Crackling!

Under the heavy pressure, not only the ground was shattering, but even the tables, chairs and benches in the room began to crack and even exploded.

Mei Yunpeng turned pale with fright.

He never expected that his brother's reaction to this incident would be so huge, nor did he expect that his brother's strength far exceeded his imagination.

Wuwuwuwu——

For a moment, there was even the sound of a strong wind blowing inside the house.

Mei Yunpeng felt that his body was starting to lose control and was about to be blown up and torn into pieces by the strong wind.

"Brother, brother!" Mei Yunpeng was so frightened that he almost lost his mind and yelled with all his strength.

He came here today to report the news about Chu Yan, not just to die!

Mei Yunpeng screamed repeatedly, and finally Mei Yunhe came back to his senses.

His eyes flashed slightly, and the whirlwind in the room stopped instantly. Mei Yunpeng screamed and fell to the ground, smashing an already shaky table under him into pieces.

"Brother, have you been busy in Broken Star Tower recently?" Mei Yunhe suddenly spoke, with a half-smile on his face.

"I, I..." Mei Yunpeng was frightened and didn't know how to answer. He hesitated and said, "It all depends on what instructions you have, brother."

"In that case, brother, please do something for me." Mei Yunhe took a deep breath, walked up to Mei Yunpeng with a pleasant look, leaned down, and put his face in front of Mei Yunpeng's.

Although Mei Yunhe seemed to be smiling at this time, looking at Mei Yunpeng's eyes made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!
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