Chapter 112: Forty percent of the true meaning of martial arts
Ten days have passed, and Xiao Ye has not appeared. This has made many inner disciples confused and disappointed at the same time. They also expected Xiao Ye to perform as amazingly as in the first level.
Lost!
Compared with Leng Feng, Xiao Ye lost miserably. The performance of the two was completely different.
"How is it possible! Xiao Ye's strength is not weaker than Leng Feng, how could it be possible that he hasn't come out yet?" The most disappointed person in the field was undoubtedly the second elder.
"Xiao Ye is not weaker than Leng Feng?" The third elder heard this and sneered, "Second senior brother, have you forgotten that Leng Feng has already comprehended 25% of the true meaning of martial arts? How can Xiao Ye compare with Leng Feng?"
Listening to the third elder's sarcastic remarks, the second elder felt angry, but had nothing to say to refute.
Yes, according to his understanding, Xiao Ye only showed his true martial arts skills once when he first entered the Chongyang Sect, and at that time it was only 10%.
After two years passed, he never heard of Xiao Ye exposing his true intentions in martial arts.
"Is it possible that Xiao Ye's true meaning of martial arts is still at 10% without progress?" The second elder felt a little unsure, because this is not impossible.
He has seen too many inner disciples who, because of their poor understanding, have not made any progress in the true meaning of martial arts for many years, and have no hope of winning the Xuanwu Championship in their lifetime.
Therefore, in the original showdown between geniuses, the two seemed to be equally matched, but once Leng Feng used his true martial arts intention, he could kill Xiao Ye in an instant without any suspense.
The real strength of the two is not on the same level at all.
"I think this kid is trying to impress the public and plans to fight his way out, but unlike Leng Feng, who has a powerful martial arts true intention, he ends up being trapped inside." The third elder said coldly.
This explanation is very reasonable. After all, who would have thought that Xiao Ye's delay in showing up was because he wanted to understand the true meaning of martial arts.
"Hmph, it's too early to draw a conclusion now, right, Third Junior Sister." The second boss boss said with a smile on his face, still holding on to a glimmer of hope for Xiao Ye.
"Then just watch." The third elder smiled slightly, then closed his eyes to rest.
Leng Feng heard the quarrel between the two elders and smiled proudly.
"Xiao Ye, I won this second level." Leng Feng's eyes were clear and his face was full of confidence.
…
In the underground world.
Boom!
Xiao Ye closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was filled with the roar of rolling magma. Every roll was like the light of a flaming sword crossing the sky, corroborating each other with the phantom's sword skills in the world of flame swords.
"The true meaning of flame represents blazing heat, endless heat." Xiao Ye murmured to himself, and the powerful true meaning of martial arts soared into the sky and materialized into ten flaming lotus flowers surrounding him.
Xiao Ye's black hair was dancing wildly, and the true meaning of fire surging in his body complemented the magma below. There seemed to be a strange connection between the two, making his body float above the magma.
At this moment, the magma seemed to have become a part of Xiao Ye's body, and could no longer harm him. The realization of the true meaning of fire kept pouring into his heart.
Xiao Ye had forgotten about time and was completely silent in his enlightenment. In the world of Yan Dao, the places that were elusive to him gradually became clear.
"That's it!" Xiao Ye suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark pupils were replaced by two flames.
boom!
The more terrifying true meaning of martial arts burst out from him, forming a fiery storm that swept through the entire underground world, churning the magma and causing it to tumble. For a moment, the flames were raging into the sky.
"Forty percent of the true meaning of the flames!" Xiao Ye's face was filled with excitement. With a wave of his palm, the terrifying true meaning of martial arts materialized into fifteen flaming lotus flowers, surrounding him.
It is very powerful to be able to comprehend 40% of the true meaning of martial arts. For example, Zhao Qian, the proud son of the Chongyang Sect, only comprehended 50% of the true meaning of martial arts.
"It's time to go out." Xiao Ye suppressed the excitement in his heart and headed towards the exit of the underground world.
At this time, an extremely astonishing scene appeared.
Boom!
I saw the magma roaring fiercely, and a channel was opened by the true meaning of fire on Xiao Ye's body, extending in the direction of the exit.
Xiao Ye is like a flame king, stepping in the magma. Wherever he goes, the magma will not give in.
…
At the exit of the ten passages, everyone endured and continued to wait.
However, another twenty days have passed by this time. All in all, Xiao Ye has been in the second level for a month, and his performance in this level is far behind everyone else.
The second elder became disheartened, and the glimmer of hope in his heart was completely extinguished.
"It seems that this boy has only comprehended 10% of the true meaning of martial arts." The second elder's face was filled with disappointment. Otherwise, how could Xiao Ye have been trapped in the underground world for so long?
He knew very well that if Xiao Ye could understand 20% of the true meaning of martial arts and cooperate with his own strength, he would have been able to kill him long ago.
There are many disciples who have understood the true meaning of Yichen Martial Arts in Chongyang Sect, and they are very ordinary. So he was hesitant in his heart whether to accept Xiao Ye as his direct disciple.
"It's been a month, maybe Xiao Ye has been attacked by ferocious beasts and died." A sneer appeared on the corner of the third elder's mouth, and his words were very mean.
clatter!
At this moment, a tall figure with a long knife on his back stepped out of the eighth hole, followed by a pressing heat wave.
"Xiao Ye, he finally came out!"
Everyone looked over at him.
"Hmph, this kid is really lucky. He didn't die in the magma like this." The third elder's expression changed slightly, and he soon returned to normal.
"Xiao Ye, you are so arrogant that you made us three black-robed elders wait here for you for a month." The third elder asked coldly.
"A month?" Xiao Ye, who walked out of the cave, was stunned when he heard this, "I have been in the underground world for a month?"
He was completely silent in comprehending the true meaning of the flame, and he didn't realize that so much time had passed.
"I must be at the bottom of this level." Xiao Ye looked to the side and found that the other nine disciples had impatient looks on their faces. It was obvious that they had been waiting for a long time.
"Xiao Ye, you lose." Leng Feng, holding a spear in his hand, stared at Xiao Ye and said slowly, with a trace of pride in his eyes.
Xiao Ye smiled slightly, being able to increase the True Meaning of Flame to 40% was already a huge gain for him. He didn't need to care about winning or losing.
What's more, there is a third level.
"The three of us have seen your performance in the first and second levels. Now it's time to choose your direct disciples among the ten of you." The great elder said majestically as he scanned the audience.
What!
The great elder's words shocked everyone.
"Great Elder, isn't there a third level? Why do we need to select direct disciples now?" asked a disciple who performed poorly in the first two levels.
He also planned to work hard in the third level to make up for the shortcomings of the first two levels. Now that he heard the words of the great elder, he was naturally very unwilling.
"The third level?" The great elder said calmly, "The third level is actually a death level. There is no way you can pass it. We select our direct disciples based on their performance in the previous two levels."
"However, after we complete the selection, all newly promoted direct disciples will need to pass the third level." The great elder's tone was full of unquestionable majesty.
Deadline?
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. How difficult is the third level to be called a death level?
The inner disciples who participated in the selection became anxious. No one could have guessed that the third level turned out to be a death level, which caught them off guard.
"Damn, if I had known this, I would have tried my best in the first two levels!" Several young people who had pinned their hopes on the third level were shouting and cursing at this moment.
"There is some trouble now." Xiao Ye frowned slightly.
But now that things have come to this, he can only accept it.
"Leng Feng, are you willing for me to accept you as my direct disciple?" At this time, the Great Elder's eyes fell on Leng Feng, and a smile appeared on his face.
Leng Feng's performance in the first two levels made him very satisfied, not to mention that the opponent also understood 25% of the true meaning of martial arts.
"I do!" Leng Feng responded with almost no hesitation, nodding excitedly.
The great elder's reputation in the Chongyang Sect is second only to the chief and deputy sect masters, and he is also very powerful, otherwise he would not be the first of the four black-robed elders.
Being able to become the great elder's personal disciple has always been what Leng Feng has longed for.
"Okay, then come over here." The great elder said with a smile.
Leng Feng quickly walked over and stood behind the great elder.
"Second Junior Brother, Third Junior Sister, I will choose Leng Feng, and I will leave the rest to you." The Great Elder said.
"This old fox!"
The second elder and the third elder cursed in their hearts. You picked away the most outstanding disciples and left some crooked disciples behind. You are still pretending to be generous.
The second elder and the third elder looked at the remaining nine people at the same time.
The hearts of the nine inner disciples were beating fast and they were very nervous because no one knew whether they could become direct disciples.
"It seems that I can only join the second elder's sect." Xiao Ye thought to himself.
The Great Elder had Zhao Qian under his seat, and the Third Elder had Liu Yiyi under his seat, so he eliminated them immediately, leaving only the Second Elder.
"Second Senior Brother, you don't still want to accept Xiao Ye as your direct disciple, do you?"
"After the first level, senior brother is still fighting with you for this son, but now he doesn't mention it. This is obviously because he wants to leave you the garbage he doesn't want. Are you willing to do it?" The third elder said in his tone.
A touch of sarcasm.
Although the second elder knew that the other party was provoking him, he still felt angry. He said coldly: "I don't want anyone who the senior brother doesn't want!"
He was originally hesitating whether to accept Xiao Ye as his direct disciple, but now he was inspired by the third elder's words and made an immediate decision.
In his mind, he had long believed that Xiao Ye's understanding was very low and he was not as good as the lower ranked inner disciples in this regard.
No matter how strong one is in martial arts, if one's understanding is low, he will not achieve great success in the future, so he doesn't feel it is a pity to give up on Xiao Ye.
The third elder smiled and nodded when he heard this: "Second senior brother is really brave, my little sister admires him."
"The direct disciples we accept must not understand the true meaning of martial arts at a too low level, otherwise wouldn't they be laughed to death by others?"
After the third elder finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Ye with a sneer.
"Do you want to become a direct disciple and come closer to Yiyi? I won't let you do so." (To be continued)
