The moon and stars were sparse, and although the exchange venue was crowded with people, it seemed extremely depressing at the moment.

Yan Hezhi stood on the stage with his hands behind his back. He just stood casually, but it felt like a big mountain weighing on everyone's hearts, making everyone feel like they couldn't breathe.

Many warriors who had just entered the Qi stage felt cold sweat all over their bodies. Because of Mr. Chu's reputation, they came all the way to the Imperial City to see his true appearance. But who would have thought that they would actually encounter such a thing.

The martial arts world of the Dayan Dynasty is about to change!

"It seems that Mr. Chu doesn't dare to show up anymore!"

After a long time, a warrior slowly shook his head and withdrew his expectant eyes. "I have to say that Mr. Chu is indeed a young genius. He became famous overnight at the exchange meeting. He is also good at both magic and martial arts. His proficiency in the art has impressed everyone.

Impressed. But this time his opponent is Yan Hezhi, the chief coach of the White Tigers! The difference in strength is huge!"

There were many admirers of Chu Jingtian around. Although they didn't want to admit it in their hearts, their hearts were shaken by Chu Jingtian's long absence.

"Although Mr. Chu has become famous at a young age, how can he not feel timid when facing a veteran powerhouse like Yan Hezhi? Maybe someone has secretly informed him and asked him to hide. But if he doesn't show up today

, will definitely become the laughing stock of the martial arts circles of the Great Yan Dynasty in the future!"

Why not?

A warrior should be admirable if he has the blood of a warrior and is not afraid of powerful enemies to challenge head-on. Now his named disciple was injured in public, and he is dying at any time. But he is still cowardly and afraid to take the lead, how can he not let it go?

People laugh at you!

"It seems he doesn't dare to come!"

Everyone in the White Tiger Group was also talking a lot.

"How dare he come?" A great coach held his arms in his arms with a look of pride on his face. "There is a huge difference in cultivation, and the difference in strength is even greater. We have all witnessed with our own eyes the power of the chief coach to cut a mountain with one sword.

.The power of that sword is such that even if seven or eight Mr. Chu are present, they will be killed in public!"

"Hey, I thought I was a hero, but it turns out I'm just a coward! He became famous in the exchange venue, and today he will die here!" A captain of ten thousand men said proudly.

'Is this the power of the strong and the power of the capable?'

'I have seen it said in ancient books: One body has fought for three thousand miles, and one sword has served as a million soldiers! The chief instructor must be such a being. Mr. Chu is far from him. This battle will definitely enhance the power of our White Tiger Regiment.

!'

Chu Wushuang looked at Yan Hezhi with yearning in his heart.

He wished he could transform into such a being and stand out from the crowd!

"Will Mr. Chu come?"

The Qinglong Group also went from expectations to disappointment.

After Wang Chong was injured, all the people who were originally flattering and fawning quickly distanced themselves as if they were avoiding the plague. After all, Yan Hezhi was here to target Mr. Chu, and even his named disciples would not be able to escape this disaster. If they were to get close to each other again

, which is equivalent to challenging Yan Hezhi at this time.

Who can be the opponent of this strong and perfect man?

What's more, there is a White Tiger Group behind the opponent. If the opponent takes notice, I'm afraid there will be no place for him in the imperial city! Everyone is afraid to avoid him, so how can he dare to get close to him again?

"I'm afraid he won't come!"

Looking at the gate that no one had entered for a long time, everyone in the Qinglong Group was already disheartened.

…

"Looks like he won't come!"

a long time.

Yan Hezhi on the stage opened his eyes and said slowly.

"I originally wanted to learn from this extraordinary genius who practiced both magic and martial arts, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be just a turtle with a shrunken head."

In the past, Mr. Chu would appear at the exchange venue on time every evening. But now it was almost midnight, and it was almost the next day, which exhausted everyone's patience.

No one thought he would show up.

"What a pity! What a pity! Before I came to the exchange meeting, I heard that others almost worshiped Mr. Chu as a heavenly being. I yearned endlessly in my heart and wanted to meet him. But I didn't expect that he was just a turtle with a shrunken head. It's really disappointing.

I look forward to being disappointed!”

A warrior sighed.

It was as if they had received a treasure box. Everyone thought that this treasure box contained a unique treasure, but when they opened it with great hope, they found that the box was empty. This huge gap made them completely disappointed.

Extreme.

"Hmph, I don't think any genius who can cultivate both magic and martial arts is just a clown trying to please others! Otherwise, why wouldn't he even dare to show up when his registered disciple is injured?"

There were also some warriors who did not believe that there could be a genius like Chu Jingtian, and even vented their anger on the spot.

Listening to the mocking, scolding, contempt, and disdainful tone from all around.

Everyone in the Qinglong Regiment wanted to plunge their heads into the ground like ostriches. Although they were not angry, they did not have the courage to refute!

Many people even shouted in their hearts:

'Mr. Chu, are you really going to be a coward?'

'Your named disciple was beaten and injured in public at the meeting, and his life and death are unknown, and you didn't show up? Are you willing to become a laughing stock and become a talking point for others after dinner?'

"Master Fang, do you think Mr. Chu will come?"

At this time, a young cultivator asked with doubts on his face.

Fang Chengjing held a fire cloud folding fan and wore a green robe with several fire clouds embroidered on it. Since the last time he was instructed by Chu Jingtian, it was as if he had stepped into the door of a new world, and his cultivation had directly reached the peak of Tongxuan.

Realm. Yi's surgical method is no longer bound to the mundane world, but has a more ethereal appearance. Now he has become a faint leader of the cultivation path.

He came to the venue today because he wanted to ask Chu Jingtian for advice again. This time he was confident that he would not be at a disadvantage in the battle.

Many cultivators also wanted to see the genius who was highly praised by Fang Chengjing, but who knew that they would witness such an embarrassing scene today. Many people could still endure and wait patiently, but some young cultivators

But the person didn't have enough concentration and began to doubt.

"I don't know either!"

Fang Chengjing's expression froze, but he sighed secretly.

Once upon a time, Fang Chengjing thought that Mr. Chu, who came out of nowhere, could change the decline of the world of cultivation and carry forward the art. But now, the thoughts in his heart have quietly changed.

"It seems that my expectations for him are too high. He is too young and doesn't know how to restrain himself! The wind will destroy the trees as they grow. Now that Yan Hezhi has been invited by the White Tigers to come out to deal with him, I am afraid that he will no longer have a foothold in the imperial city.

place."

"It seems that the world of cultivation still has to be supported by us old guys!"

Just when everyone thought that was the end of the night, an inconspicuous figure slowly walked into the exchange venue.

Several warriors near the entrance of the venue sensed something at the same time, shuddered almost at the same time, and all swallowed their saliva.

"What a terrifying momentum, could it be..."

The moonlight is like silver, falling down.

But in everyone's eyes, the moonlight seemed to be distorted at this moment, all shining on this figure, forming a huge shadow. Every time this figure took a step forward, in everyone's eyes, it seemed like a large thundercloud was slowing down.

It spreads slowly and makes people shudder.

"Yes, it's Mr. Chu!"

Someone subconsciously exclaimed.

Wow!

In an instant, the eyes of nearly a thousand people in the entire venue were all focused here.

I saw a young man wearing a mask, walking slowly with his hands behind his back. He was so powerful that everyone in his path felt as if they were being pushed away by a pair of invisible hands, and couldn't help but retreat.

"Where is Wang Chong?"

Chu Jingtian asked.

"Mr. Chu, Wang Chong is here." Fang Chengjing separated from the crowd and came to Chu Jingtian. He held up the Fire Cloud folding fan and made a bow: "He was hit in the heart, seven ribs were broken, and the force penetrated into the internal organs.

Although I used the 'Health Pill' to protect his heart, it can only last for three days!"

"Mr. Chu, you are finally here? This registered disciple of yours is quite capable. He was injured by my strength, but he still managed to survive."

Yan Hezhi, who was about to leave on the ring, suddenly burst into thunderous laughter from his decrepit body, causing the eardrums of everyone around him to tremble and their blood to surge.

"But I only used 10% of my strength to hurt him. I don't know how many percent of my strength you can absorb. Is it 50% or 70%?"

Chu Jingtian glanced at him lightly, then nodded to Fang Chengjing and said:

"Take me to see Wang Chong!"

Fang Chengjing sighed and walked back with Chu Jingtian.

Everyone was slightly stunned. Your enemy is right in front of you, and he is taunting you like this. Shouldn't you rush to the ring and fight to the death with your opponent?

"That boy actually ignored you!"

Someone from the White Tiger Group shouted.

Yan Hezhi smiled coldly:
To be continued...