I saw Ye Luo and Yang Xiaobao hugging each other and laughing. They were obviously old friends, but the way they met was a little special.
"You are not bad. You have broken through to the fifth level of the spiritual realm in such a short time, and your strength can defeat the sixth level of the spiritual realm."
Yang Xiaobao was also happy to see this friend again. It was considered a life and death experience together, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that a brother would die together.
"It's not all thanks to you. If you hadn't sacrificed your life to save us that day, we would all be dead by now."
There was a hint of gratitude in Ye Luo's eyes, "You, on the other hand, are even more difficult to figure out than before. You probably didn't use your full strength when you fought me just now."
Ye Luo knew that Yang Xiaobao had his own true fire, as well as his own spiritual fire. If it was attached to this strange sword ruler, its power would definitely be doubled!
When Yang Xiaobao heard this, he couldn't help but glanced at Qi Yu, Mo Xiaoqi and others who were rushing to the side, and said close to Ye Luo's ear, "If I try my best, the city wall will be destroyed. You are also the second senior brother after all, so I will definitely give you this face."
ah."
Ye Luo didn't think Yang Xiaobao was arrogant in what he said. What he said was the truth, and this frank character also made him feel that Yang Xiaobao was a friend worth making.
"Senior." Qi Yu came over and greeted him respectfully.
Han Bingxue and the others were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. The strength shown by Yang Xiaobao was too terrifying.
It was far more powerful than they imagined, and what was even more terrifying was that Yang Xiaobao's cultivation was only at the third level of the spiritual realm, so terrifying!
"Long time no see... Well, by the way, what's your name?"
"Yang Xiaobao."
"Hehe, hello, Brother Yang, this is for you." Mo Xiaoqi took out a piece of clothing from her space bag.
The disciples of Jiange who followed were shocked, it was actually Qingyun Pao!
This is a rare defensive spiritual weapon in the sword pavilion!
Although it is not the best, it is still very rare!
It requires a lot of contribution points to redeem it in the Jiange Treasure House!
Even Ye Luo was shocked. They all thought that Yang Xiaobao would die before this, but Mo Xiaoqi still had no hesitation and used a lot of contribution points to exchange for this spiritual weapon.
This kind of intention alone is already very rare.
"Then thank you very much. This dress fits you quite well."
Yang Xiaobao took it and put it on directly, feeling a soft touch surrounding it, warm and peaceful.
Naturally, he also saw that this was a defensive spiritual weapon, which was what he lacked the most so far.
His speed and strength are extremely terrifying, but his ability to withstand beatings is average. With this spiritual weapon, he is naturally even more powerful.
Everyone was envious but didn't say anything. Who made Yang Xiaobao so powerful that he saved the lives of Mo Xiaoqi and Ye Luo?
Yang Xiaobao turned around and smashed his mouth, then looked at Ye Luo, "You see your junior sister is so sensible, shouldn't you express your gratitude?"
They have never seen someone asking for thanks so openly and openly.
Ye Luo smiled and shook his head. Yang Xiaobao's straightforward character was really to his liking. "These are my last two jars of the best spiritual wine in my collection."
When Ye Luo took out the spirit wine, Yang Xiaobao noticed that the other person's throat was swallowing saliva inadvertently. It seemed that the spirit wine was indeed a treasure.
Yang Xiaobao also accepted it unceremoniously. He also likes to drink, so naturally he cannot let go of good wine.
"Let's go into the city!"
Yang Xiaobao did not put the two jars of wine into the system space, but opened them immediately, threw one jar to Ye Luo, and drank the other jar himself.
It's so boring to drink alone, so of course we have to drink together.
Ye Luo took it and drank heartily. The city gate was wide open. Yang Xiaobao and Ye Luo walked in the front, followed closely by Qi Yu and others.
Mo Xiaoqi also stepped forward to negotiate.
On top of the city wall, several masters of the clan arrived one after another. How could they not pay attention to such a big movement, and they were also members of the sect.
"Who is that person?"
"It's just that the third-level spiritual realm can actually compete with the fifth-level spiritual realm of Jiange, and even has the upper hand. Could it be that he is a core disciple of another sect?"
"I don't know, it's definitely not easy to have a good relationship with the sect by paying attention all the time."
Only Fang Chi's eyes were downcast, and his relationship with Han Bingxue was like this. Could it be that he was the young man who defeated Fang Bu yesterday?
"Family... Patriarch, this person is indeed the one who defeated the young master yesterday, but I didn't expect him to have such a harmonious relationship with the disciples of the sect..."
"I understand, go down."
Fang Chi held the solid stone of the wall tightly with his palms. Even though he was a little irritated, he knew very well that this revenge could not be avenged.
He can't afford to offend the people of the sect!
"Hmph! I still don't believe you can stay in Jingzhou City forever!"
After finishing speaking, Fang Chi leaped and disappeared in front of his eyes.
On the other side, Xu Ling was drinking wine while looking at Yang Xiaobao walking into Jingzhou City arm in arm with Ye Luo, nodding and shaking his head, making it difficult to figure out his thoughts.
There is a huge flow of people in Jingzhou City, and most of them are going to the martial arts arena in the center of Jingzhou City. Anyone can participate, but the condition is that they are under twenty years old!
The ten people who finally stand on the stage can become disciples of Jiange!