"Boy, you are so young, how can you be the sect master of Longhu Mountain!"
"Even if you are the leader of Longhu Mountain, you can create your own martial arts just because you are in your twenties?"
When Tiesheng saw this, he immediately jumped up and a majestic mental pressure began to spread, heading towards Yang Chen.
Tiesheng, who is also a strong man in the Golden Core stage, has the lowest cultivation level among several people. It has been twenty years since he entered the Golden Core stage, but he has always been stuck in the early stage of the Golden Core stage and has not made any progress.
But the pressure of the golden elixir stage is enough to make other Qi refiners in Kunlun Temple feel the terror of Mount Tai.
"Tiesheng, you old bastard, I'm not dead yet, how dare you bully my apprentice in front of me!"
"Believe it or not, I'm going to blow you up today!"
Before Yang Chen could speak, Zhang Longhu immediately dodged and appeared in front of Tie Sheng at lightning speed.
He waved his right hand and held a red sword in his hand, filled with powerful murderous power.
"Two sect masters, stop."
Upon seeing this, Cang Long immediately dissuaded him: "The new sect leader of Longhu Mountain has taken office. This is a private matter of Longhu Mountain. We have no right to interfere. Since Yang Chen is now the sect leader of Longhu Mountain, it is reasonable to create his own swordsmanship."
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Although Cang Long also had a ball of anger in his heart, this was the home ground of Kunlun Mountain. If he insisted on causing trouble for Yang Chen in front of the entire Qi Training Sect disciples, it wouldn't be nice to spread the news.
"Master Cang!"
Tiesheng wanted to say something else, but Canglong shot him back with a look.
"Since Sect Master Yang has created his own swordsmanship, today's first competition will be announced based on the current results."
"This sect leader announces that in this year's Qi Training Competition, Yang Chen from Longhu Mountain won the first match. The Kunlun Sect will be eliminated with Red Pay."
"We will have our second game tomorrow."
"The one who is eliminated will compete with the disciples eliminated today and advance to one place to become a replacement."
Cang Long slowly raised his head, cupped his fists and smiled at Yang Chen.
Fu Hong and others heard Cang Long announce the result on the spot. Although they were a little unconvinced, they could only accept it.
"Old man, this is pretty much it."
Zhang Longhu heard Cang Long announcing the results of today's game, nodded with satisfaction, put back the spirit sword in his hand, and then gave a thumbs up to Yang Chen, who was suspended in the void: "Boy, come to my place for a drink tonight.
Let me eliminate the people from the Iron Fist Sect tomorrow."
"A must."
Yang Chen smiled.
"Zhang Longhu, you are too arrogant. Even if your disciple now becomes the sect master of Longhu Mountain and a strong man in the Golden Core stage, the competition tomorrow will not be about martial arts and swordsmanship, but weapon refining."
"You want to eliminate our Iron Fist Sect, just dream!"
Tiesheng had a cold face and gave a low drink.
"Uh... I almost forgot. Apart from being bad at fists, your Iron Fist sect is also quite talented in weapon refining."
"But it's also rubbish."
Zhang Longhu didn't give Tie Sheng any face, and jumped up with his flying sword: "Boss, Third, and Fifth, all come to my place tonight, let's celebrate."
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At night, the moon and stars are sparse.
Yang Chen looked at Li Xiaoran who was already asleep, went out and sat cross-legged in the yard, and began to absorb the essence of the moonlight. In his mind, he turned over the weapon refining technique he had learned from Zhang Longhu before, and prepared to practice it several times in the sea of consciousness.
"Yang Chen."
At this moment, a subtle voice came from outside the door.
Yang Chen opened his eyes, looked at Ye Susu standing at the door of the yard, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Susu, why are you looking for me this late at night?"