In the Emperor Sect, there is a clear distinction between disciples of different years in terms of clothing.

For example, the registered disciples, their uniforms are gray, and a black line on the collar indicates that they are the latest disciples, two indicate that they are the disciples of the latest issue, two indicate that they are from three years ago, and three are from six years ago.

Among the registered disciples, most of them were in the period from the third year to the sixth year, and they were successfully promoted to the outer sect.

Those who can't become disciples of the outer sect within nine years will be directly expelled from the sect, and the old students of the three lines will not have much time, and they will devote all their time to cultivation and rarely hang out outside.

And the people with the two black lines, who have no time pressure, and at the same time know the sect better than the newcomers, have become the backbone of the registered disciple area. Most of the guys who like to cause trouble are these people.

The one who competed with Xiao Chen for the training room was the old student with two black lines on his collar.

The old student is the fourth level of the Chemical Martial Realm, and such a level can be regarded as the middle and upper level among the old students, because even if he only rises one level a year, he can also be promoted to the eighth level after four years, meeting the requirements for entering the outer gate.

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't get out of the way, his tone became even more arrogant: "Boy, do you really want to be beaten......?

Syllable......

Yes...... Puff ......

Xiao Hou Ye slapped him directly in the face, although there were a few meridians in his arm that were not smooth, but the advantage of soul bone refining was still there, and the four-layer increase provided by the martial soul should not be underestimated, and it was a piece of cake to draw away a person of the same level.

The man sat a few meters away with his face covered, looking at Xiao Chen with a frightened face, he didn't expect a newcomer to have such strength.

"The next time you tell a lie, please find a good reason first. The little marquis said sarcastically, and then turned around and walked towards the training.

"Boy, dare you tell me your name?" the man shouted.

It's like losing a fight, threatening the other party not to go, Lao Tzu is going to call someone, it seems that he is not afraid of the other party, but in fact he is a dead duck with a hard mouth, just to get back a little face for himself.

As everyone knows, this practice is even more despised.

If you can't fight, you can't fight, it's not a big deal if you lose, there will always be a loss if you win, you don't have to be ashamed to lose, and you don't dare to admit defeat.

Xiao Chen turned around, and the other party was frightened.

Sure enough, it was a guy who was strong outside, and the little marquis who played this number felt that he had lost face, and said coldly: "Remember, the young master's name is Xiao Chen!"

waited until the door of the training room was closed, and the man had the courage to shout: "Xiao Chen, you wait for me, you will be unlucky, dare to beat me, do you know who I am, do you know who my boss is? ”

There was no one around, and maybe he also felt that it was useless to talk such nonsense, so he got up and walked away.

In the dormitory area, Wei Xuanliang was lying on the chuang and humming, and several companions were sitting a little lonely.

A strong man like an iron tower walked in from the outside, and said angrily: "Who, who dares to beat me?" Xiao Wei, how are you, are you seriously injured?"

Wei Xuanliang opened his mouth, and because he had several teeth knocked out, his speech was seriously leaking: "Cauldron (brother)...... You are sour (counting) is here, brother Di (brother) was beaten so greedy (miserable)...... You've got to avenge my ugliness......"

The strong man's name is Jiang Wuyuan, and he has three black lines on the collar of his uniform. He was promoted to the eighth level of the Chemical Martial Realm two months ago and met the level requirements for entering the outer gate, but he failed to pass the assessment, so he was still mixed with the registered disciples.

"It's too much, beat my little brother like this!" Jiang Wuyuan looked at Wei Xuanliang's tragic situation and said angrily: "Who is it, who is so ruthless." ”

A guy stood up and said, "Big brother, it's a newcomer named Xiao Chen, that kid is very arrogant." ”

"New here?" Jiang Wuyuan frowned and looked at Wei Xuanliang again: "You were beaten like this by a new kid?"

The implication is how did you mix, the old student was beaten by the new students, what did you eat?

"Cauldron (brother)...... That kid was playing with me, and my brother accidentally got on the road. Wei Xuanliang said cheekily and found a step for himself.

At this moment, another guy broke in with his face covered and shouted in a crying tone: "Boss, you must avenge me, there is a guy named Xiao Chen, he beat me!"

With that, the creature took his hand away, revealing a half-swollen face.

"Xiao Chen, it's Xiao Chen again!" Jiang Wuyuan was furious: "Why can't this kid get along with his brothers everywhere, he thinks my surname Jiang is a good bully! Where is he, let's take revenge!"

The guy with half of his swollen face replied, "It's over there in the training room, I just went in, and it doesn't take long to get out." ”

Jiang Wuyuan waved his hand: "Brothers, follow me to block him, as soon as that kid comes out, everyone will beat him into a pig's head!"

A group of people left the dormitory and walked towards the training room.

According to general experience, most of the registered disciples choose to practice for five hours at a time, three times a month, just to run out of time.

They didn't know that Xiao Chen was a cultivation maniac, as long as he entered the cultivation room, didn't achieve some results, and didn't meet his most basic requirements, he would definitely not come out.

A few guys waited from the afternoon to the evening, and then from the evening to late at night, waiting hungry, but the people who had to wait just didn't come out.

Jiang Wuyuan grabbed the collar of the goods whose face was not swollen yet: "Are you sure you remember correctly, is it this cultivation room?"

"Boss, I swear I'm not mistaken!"

"That kid is too good to stay in there, it's been almost six hours, why hasn't he come out yet?" he really couldn't bear the hunger, and said, "You continue to wait here, let's go eat something first, and when people come out, they will send a signal, remember?"

"Big brother, I'm hungry too!"

"Hungry fart, is it important to eat or revenge? The person who was beaten is you, we are avenging you, of course you are here to guard, remember to send a signal in time, we will come when we see the signal. ”

In this way, the group quickly slipped away, leaving one alone to continue waiting.

Without the courage of his companions, of course he didn't dare to stand at the door, in case Xiao Chen came out and beat himself again, wouldn't it be even more sad.

He chose to hide on the side of a training room in the second row, and just a few moments after leaning against the wall, hunger and sleepiness hit him one after another.

First his stomach growled, then he yawned, and soon he fell asleep.

It wasn't until the eighth hour that Xiao Chen walked out of the training room, and it was close to dawn at this moment, and he strode away.

The sleeping one didn't know anything, and waited until dawn when Jiang Wuyuan came over with a yawn, and they sat in the restaurant all night, without waiting for the signal.

"Why are you asleep?" Jiang Wuyuan kicked over, pointed to the training room with the door open, and shouted, "What about people, when did you leave?"

"Big brother, I don't know. ”

"Useless things, they actually lost people, and we waited all night!" he said angrily, "Brothers, beat him first!"

"Big brother, I was wrong, spare me...... Brothers, stop fighting, oops......"