Chapter 24: I refuse

Qin Yang walked out of the canteen and headed east.

Seeing that Qin Yang left unharmed, the young man in Chinese clothes was unwilling, so he hurriedly settled the account and followed with a group of younger brothers.

Five miles away, not two quarters of an hour.

As far as the eye can see, a mountain covered with ice and snow rises in front of me, and it is the atrium peak. On the left side of the foot of the peak, there is a black stone platform with a width of 100 zhang, and ten huge stone tablets stand upright behind the platform, the first one is golden, and the top ten are impressively listed; the second one is red, and the first hundred are recorded in turn; the third one is orange, and the fifth hundredth place is recorded; the fourth one is purple, and the first thousand are recorded; and the last six are all black, and the first thousand disciples are recorded.

This is the Qingyang Sect's Fengyun Combat Power List.

The Fengyun combat power list is not divided into internal and external doors, and those who register and make records in Qinyang Sect have records. All Qingyang Sect disciples can make an appointment to fight on their own in this Fengyun platform, and those who defeat those who are ranked higher than themselves can take their place.

At this time, there were already many people gathered under the Fengyun Terrace, as the focus of the Qingyang Sect's gathering, this Fengyun Platform would attract many disciples to come every day, either to learn from each other, or to observe the battle of the strong.

Qin Yang stood still at the back of the crowd and looked towards the ten stone tablets. Seeing that such as Li Yanhe's first-level combat power in the Guanguan Realm, he only ranked forty-seventh on the list of Fengyuntai's combat power, and Chu Ling'er and Liu Yuanping were even outside the top 100. In this way, it can be seen how terrible the combat power of the top ten seats is.

I couldn't help but find my name two thousand three hundred and fifty-eight, probably because I didn't want to adjust the elder to make a nameplate for myself, I reported my peak combat power of the Qi Realm, and this stone tablet automatically gave me a ranking.

Looking closely, there is no doubt that most of the top 100 people on this combat power list are inner disciples. For no other reason, Fengyuntai had to rank lower to challenge the former, otherwise it would be unfair. This is the benchmark set by the top level of the Qingyang Sect, so that thousands of outer disciples can take this as an example to work hard, and also to increase the motivation of the inner disciples, so that other disciples do not think that they are high and do not need to be enterprising when they enter the inner gate.

Seeing Qin Yang settle down under Fengyuntai, a cold light flashed in the corner of the eyes of the young man in Chinese clothes, and then he jumped to stand still on Fengyuntai.

When everyone saw someone jumping up on the platform, they instantly drew their attention back and looked expectantly.

"Senior brothers, I am Ling Feng, a disciple of the four elders of the inner gate, and now I am challenging a disciple of the inner gate."

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion in the audience, and the inner disciples challenged the inner disciples to naturally attract attention.

The moment Qin Yang saw Ling Feng go up, he expected that this Ling Feng was afraid that the person who came was not good.

Sure enough, Ling Feng suddenly turned around and pointed abruptly, hitting Qin Yang.

"Come on, since you have a golden nameplate, you must be an inner disciple, my outer disciple should not challenge you too much, so that the senior brothers present can admire the ability of the inner disciple," Ling Feng said with a provocative tone in his tone.

Qin Yang had already expected it, and his mind was not disturbed.

Everyone heard that it was the inner disciple who was challenged by the outer disciple, and their hearts were boiling, after all, it was a rare thing in the Qingyang Sect for thousands of years, whether they won or lost, this was a big deal for the outer disciple to have a long face, and then they all looked back at Qin Yang.

"Eh, Ling Feng, you are playing with us, what kind of bullshit inner disciple is he."

"That is, if you can enter the inner gate with the peak combat power of the Qi Realm, everyone is a disciple of the inner gate."

"Fengyuntai doesn't have a rule for the high ranking to challenge the low, otherwise we wouldn't be abused into scum."

Feeling the combat power of Qin Yang's ninth-layer peak, everyone complained for a while, and the voices of doubt continued.

"Wait, you can't challenge the low one if you are high, and there is such a rule, it is reasonable", Qin Yang seemed to hear something interesting, and the corners of his mouth cracked into a sly smile.

Hearing the chaos in the audience, all complaining and questioning, Ling Feng frowned, and suddenly remembered that at the disciple collection meeting, there seemed to be an evil elder who ordered an inner disciple, as if it was the one in front of him.

"All the senior brothers are quiet, and listen to me", Ling Feng tried his best to roar to calm down the commotion, and continued: "I still remember that at the disciple acceptance meeting, a later elder ordered an inner disciple who ran errands and drank wine."

As soon as these words came out, the elder who was sitting or not sitting and looking out of tune came to everyone's minds, and then looked at Qin Yang, who was really the one who was selected that day.

Qin Yang saw that his identity was recognized, and he was not in a hurry, his face was indifferent, and by the way, he put on a helpless posture of what I could do if I was lucky.

"Ahem, what's the matter, didn't Senior Brother Neimen dare to come up", Ling Feng saw that everyone's doubts were greatly reduced, and immediately transferred the contradiction to Qin Yang.

"Didn't someone say just now, the one with the highest ranking can't challenge the one with the lower ranking, I am ranked two thousand behind, presumably you must be higher than me, so, I refuse", Qin Yang wiped the bridge of his nose after speaking, looking proud that I am ranked lower than you.

I didn't expect Qin Yang to be so shameless, not accepting the challenge to come to such a hand, Ling Feng's eyes were slightly cold, and he stood on the spot for a while.

Not only Ling Feng, everyone present threw out speechless glances. No matter how you are an inner disciple, even if the realm is low, after ranking two thousand, you are so proud, can't you refuse to be tactful.

"However, it's not impossible to challenge me", Qin Yang saw that everyone was talking about it, and he sold Guan Zidao.

"What are the conditions, say it quickly", Ling Feng heard Qin Yang say that there was a challenge and hurriedly asked.

"Challenge, of course you have to have a little color, how about a thousand contribution points", Qin Yang raised a finger and said.

1,000 contribution points!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was amazed, the contribution points received by ordinary outer disciples in January were only three hundred, and you were one thousand contribution points as soon as you came up, and the combat power at the peak of the Qi Realm was really not afraid of losing.

As if he had heard some big joke, Ling Feng looked at Qin Yang like a fool, you even have to keep an account for a meal, and you dare to promise a thousand contribution points.

"I promise you, if you win, 1,000 contribution points will be given immediately, but if you lose, if you can't get the contribution points, then kneel down and call me grandpa three times, haha", Ling Feng said without shame.

"Okay!" Qin Yang didn't smile, and strode towards Fengyuntai.

Dozens of steps to the front of the stage, seeing that the high platform had reached the neck, Qin Yang looked at it for a while, and he couldn't go up, so he clasped the edge of the stage with both hands, and climbed up with a strong jump on his legs, extremely clumsy.

The appearance was so chic that it caused a burst of laughter from the audience.