When receiving resources, Meng Bufan understood why the overall strength of Piaomiao Palace is so strong
The resources received by each disciple of Jin are a bottle of spiritual liquid
Although Meng Bufan is not rare, in the eyes of others, it is better than the best spirit stones. The spiritual liquid absorbs more quickly than the best spirit stones, and the spiritual energy contained in a drop of spirit liquid is much more than a top spirit stone.
As Zhan Lang expected, when Meng Bufan had just returned to his residence, not long after, old disciples passed by his door one after another. They were looking for now, but Meng Bufan's disciples next to Meng Bufan.
Meng Bufan also walked out of the room, and he wanted to see how the old disciple gave his advice.
At this moment, a 20-year-old disciple Kong Lingxiang stood in front of the door of Jin disciple Kong Lingxiang, the young man in black who had met with Meng Bufan on the flying carpet. Meng Bufan still has an impression of him.
Kong Lingxiang's cultivation level is the young man holding a silver spear in the early stage of Emperor Wu.
The old disciple stood majestic in front of Kong Lingxiang with a silver spear in his hand.
"Junior Brother Kong, according to the convention of the White Tiger Palace, I want to test your strength on behalf of my old disciple. If you lose, you will hand me half of your spiritual liquid to me. You have to be careful, senior brother Huo Yuan, I will not show mercy."
Kong Lingxiang's face turned pale, and he smiled embarrassedly: "Senior Brother Huo is kidding. I am not my opponent. I just give half of the spiritual liquid to Senior Brother Huo."
Meng Bufan and some of the Jin disciples around him curled their lips and secretly despised Kong Lingxiang, the Martial Emperor in the early stage was not without the power to fight against the Martial Emperor in the middle stage. Now Kong Lingxiang has not yet fought, so he has admitted defeat. He has really lost the face of the Jin disciples.
At this time, many Jin disciples came to the door and they didn't care about seeing the situation on Kong Lingxiang's side anymore.
The one who found Meng Bufan was a 15 or 16-year-old boy. He was naked and dressed in white, and had a proud expression on his handsome face. He was the cultivation level of Emperor Wu in the early stage. In front of Meng Bufan, the peak of the late stage of Wuzong, he seemed to have the capital to be proud. After all, his age is not much older than Meng Bufan.
"Junior Brother Meng, my name is Bai Qingfeng. Now I will test your strength. If you are afraid, just give me half of the spiritual liquid. I won't let you lose your ugly face in public." Bai Qingfeng's head is high and he is full of confidence in his words.
Meng Bufan discovered a rule that these old disciples who came to challenge were only a small level higher than those of the Jin disciples, and their ages were almost the same. This was indeed a stimulation for the Jin disciples. They knew that there were people outside the people as soon as they entered the sect, and they could only stimulate their hard practice.
Meng Bufan had a faint smile on his lips: "Senior Brother Bai, what if you lost? What would you lose to me?"
Bai Qingfeng's handsome face froze. He didn't expect that Meng Bufan would be so arrogant and even think that he could beat him.
In the tens of thousands of years of White Tiger Palace, it is not that there are no disciples who have won the old disciples, but there are very few situations and they can't meet one in decades. The old disciples who come to challenge them are 100% sure, otherwise how can they disgrace their disciples?
Bai Qingfeng was a little angry, and he shouted: "I'll tell you to let you do three moves now. If you can beat me within three moves, I will lose."
He is so confident that he is confident that these old disciples have already practiced the skills of the White Tiger Palace. These skills are more skilled than the top-level martial arts skills of the heavenly level. They are already comparable to those of the warriors in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor outside.
Meng Bufan was not polite. He knew that he had won his self-esteem back. If he wanted to give up without a competition, he would admit defeat without a competition. What's more, this challenge was clearly the elders of the upper class of the White Tiger Palace, or even the hall masters. The elders and the hall masters wanted to see the actual combat power of people through the competition. Since this is the case, they must show their strongest combat power.
Meng Bufan took one step and saved his body
His figure came to Bai Qingfeng like a ghost. Meng Bufan didn't say much and directly punched him without saying a word.
Taurus Fist - Taurus Goes Down the Mountain This is a yellow-level martial art. Meng Bufan hasn't used it for a long time
Even if it is a yellow-level martial art, Meng Bufan is now using it, and the power is amazing.
The fist was like a fierce bull going down the mountain, rushing towards Bai Qingfeng with a fierce momentum
Du Xu's body technique is particularly suitable for melee combat. Bai Qingfeng reacted a little late, and he waved a punch in a hurry.
Meng Bufan's combat power is already stronger than Bai Qingfeng. Now Meng Bufan is prepared to take the lead in attacking, and Bai Qingfeng is too confident about himself. The result of the two punches being connected is naturally beyond everyone's expectations.
There was a loud bang
Meng Bufan stood there and did not move, but Bai Qingfeng's body staggered back several steps
Everyone onlookers, including the old disciples who were fighting, were stunned by the result. They stopped their hands and looked at Meng Bufan in surprise.
Bai Qingfeng's face turned red and white. With one move, he knew that Meng Bufan's strength was stronger than him. He just made a big fuss and said that Meng Bufan would let three moves be, let alone three moves. Even if he fought with Meng Bufan with all his strength, he was not Meng Bufan's opponent. He was already in the early stage of the Martial Emperor. Naturally, he could see that Meng Bufan's punch just now was just a yellow-level martial arts skill.
If they use only yellow-level martial arts, what if they use advanced martial arts? Bai Qingfeng dare not imagine
He had already spoken out just now, but now he was unable to get down to the steps, Bai Qingfeng stood there, and was at a loss for a moment.
Meng Bufan bowed: "Senior Brother Bai, I gave in before you prepared," he found a step for Bai Qingfeng.
Bai Qingfeng's face returned to normal at this time, and he accepted this reality, so he bowed and said, "Senior Brother Meng, I'll say goodbye after losing."
After saying that, he turned around and walked in the White Tiger Palace. Meng Bufan won him for his strength, and his identity was immediately promoted from junior brother to senior brother.
At this time, the onlookers burst into pieces with a loud bang.
"Junior Brother Huang, how many years have our White Tiger Palace not been able to defeat the old disciples?"
"It's been more than fifty years? However, no matter how strong Meng Bufan is, he is not as strong as the first person in the early stage of the Martial Emperor Zhao Zining, according to the rules of our White Tiger Palace, the old disciples who are two levels away from cannot attack their disciples, but Zhao Zining doesn't know what would happen if Zhao Zining took action?"
"Junior Brother Huang, I want to compete with this Junior Brother Meng, but I am at the peak of the late stage of Emperor Wu, and I can't take action now. However, half a year will be the day of the election. I will meet this Meng Bufan again at that time."