"Is there any news about Ye Liangchen?" Wang Xian didn't take Long Aotian to heart at all, but after asking casually, he became concerned about other things.
"This... I haven't found the other party yet."
"A bunch of trash!" Wang Xian's eyes widened with anger, he really wanted to kill these trash.
But that being said, even though he is the young master of the sect, it is impossible for him to just casually kill the monks of the Vientiane Realm in his sect just because of such a trivial matter.
At this moment, I can only vent my anger by roaring.
"This person is really hidden too deep. Now all forces are looking for him, but no news has come back yet." The monk in the Vientiane Realm is also helpless, but so many people have not found him, what can he do.
Didn’t you watch Nurha Jin in Eastern Sirius Kingdom? Are you going crazy with anxiety?
"Useless things are still reasonable!" Wang Xiancai didn't care so much and kept hurting the other party with his words.
Several Vientiane Realm monks felt a little depressed.
That bastard Nuhaji should have killed this bastard in the first place.
The Wanxiang Realm is enough to guard one side outside, not to mention the border town and the border sect. There is a Wanxiang Realm that is awesome.
But in front of Wang Xian, they had no dignity at all.
Even if there is all kinds of resentment in my heart, I dare not show any of it at this moment.
When Wang Xian saw that everyone was silent, he was immediately upset and said in disgust: "Go, go, get out of here!"
"My subordinates resign."
Several Vientiane Realm monks left his room, looked at each other, and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Had dinner.
Lin Cheng specially found Ning Jiuchuan.
"Uncle Master, I still don't understand the issue of realm division. Taking my situation as an example, the second level is already better than the eighth or ninth level. Can it really be considered a second level golden elixir?" Lin
Cheng frowned and asked, expressing his doubts.
Ning Jiuchuan rolled his eyes and said: "What's so confusing about this? There was no grade classification system at first. For us, the Golden Core Realm is the Golden Core Realm. There are no first, second, third, fourth or fifth grades."
"Is there no product distribution system?" Lin Cheng was stunned.
"The strength of monks is not the same. Even if they are both at the second level of Golden Core, their strength will be stronger or weaker. Moreover, the different levels are only for ordinary monks, and are of little use to a being of my level like the Immortal Phoenix.
, take me as an example, even if I just entered the golden elixir, there are already very few people in this world who can defeat me. What do you think the grade is of use to me? Can the ninth grade sum up my strength? "
Lin Cheng said thoughtfully: "So that's it."
Ning Jiuchuan patted Lin Cheng's shoulder and said earnestly: "I see that you are becoming more and more proficient in using your own power. After a few more fights, you will be almost at my level. Although you are a second-ranker, you are a ninth-ranker."
None of them can sum up your strength."
"Indeed, rank doesn't mean much to me now." Lin Cheng nodded.
It can be seen from this that the strength improved by using the system is very terrifying, far beyond normal practice, and it is no wonder that it consumes so many resources.
However, the system can help improve your strength.
But how much you can use it depends on yourself. Being familiar with these powers is the key.
Farewell to my little uncle.
Lin Cheng returned to the room and wanted to drive to the meeting, but Xia Hua refused. The reason was that there would be a high-intensity battle tomorrow and driving all night would make his legs weak the next day.
Lin Chengcheng wanted to prove that he had extraordinary physical strength and could drive seven times a night without getting weak in his legs, but Xia Hua just didn't agree and had to give up in the end.
Early the next morning, the competition began.
Today, some monks from the Eight Immortal Sects came to watch the battle, but none of the monks who could be on the list of geniuses came. They obviously have high self-esteem and are not interested in such a small scene. At this moment, they are recharging their energy, planning to fight with
Monsters fight for life and death.
Even though they were from the Eight Immortal Sects and had advantages that ordinary people could not match, they still did not dare to be careless when it came to dealing with monsters.
Today's first opponent is actually a female nun.
However, the other party is not beautiful in appearance. Instead, she is a bit rough. She looks like a girl. In fact, no one would regard her as a woman.
"Are you Long Aotian?" The woman looked at Lin Cheng warily.
After her battle yesterday, her injuries were not serious. She heard about Long Aotian's evil ways, and even watched a few battles in case she encountered him later and didn't know the opponent's methods.
But to be honest, she felt that those scenes were in vain.
This Long Aotian didn't use any special means at all. He just used ordinary attacks and defeated his opponent. This made her a little more vigilant.
"The battle cannot be dragged on for too long. We cannot give Long Aotian a chance. He will break out in desperate situations every time. I am afraid he has some unknown means." She came to this conclusion. After the battle started, she attacked with all her strength.
No room was left for the slightest carelessness, which could lead to Lin Cheng's death.
It wasn't that she was cruel, it was because this was the only way to contain Lin Cheng's outburst.
"Sure enough, you have studied my fighting style, and it seems that you don't want to give me a chance to explode." Lin Cheng was cornered by her fanatical and violent attack, and guessed the opponent's plan.
"It hurts."
A fist as big as a casserole fell on his body, causing real pain. Lin Cheng couldn't help but complain.
This woman's attacks were too violent. From her exaggerated body shape, which was like that of a later fitness trainer, it was clear that her best skill was hand-to-hand combat, and the power of her attacks was terrifying.
In an instant, Lin Cheng's clothes were beaten into tatters.
"It's a bit troublesome to be strong with force, but you can only win with speed." Lin Cheng understood the opponent's strength and made an instant decision.
"I control my own life!"
With a loud shout, Lin Cheng punched with the speed sword technique, and his hands instantly turned into afterimages. He used his strengths and circumvented his weaknesses. He did not confront the opponent head-on. Instead, he used every opportunity to break the female cultivator's rhythm and took the initiative.
Every time he blinked, Lin Cheng could throw tens of thousands of punches, and the stage was filled with fist shadows. After taking the initiative, Lin Cheng's offensive became more fierce, forcing the female cultivator out of the ring.
"I accept it," Lin Cheng said, clasping his fists.
The female cultivator said, "Fellow Taoist Dragon is really powerful, but I lost."
Her skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to worry about. Even if she refuses to admit it, the organizer will not allow her to go on stage to provoke her. It is better to simply admit defeat.
After a short time in each arena, the winner was determined.
The remaining twenty people competed.
Among the twenty people left at this moment, the worst were all seventh-level Golden Elixir. Only Lin Cheng, an outlier, broke in with a second-level Golden Elixir cultivation level and attracted a lot of people's attention.
Different from the gorgeous and changeable battles in other arenas, Lin Cheng seemed to rely purely on perseverance, and couldn't tell what magical powers he used, just ordinary attacks.
But I have to admit that even if this person only has the strength of the second-level Jindan, he can already explode with power that is not weaker than the eighth- or ninth-level in desperate situations.