"Ling Yu, this guy just loves to engage in these vain things."

"Give back teaching, beat people and beat people, why do you have to talk about crepe?"

Where the disciples of the True Yang Sect were, an untimely voice sounded again.

There was banter and contempt for Taixuanmen in his tone, and he did not hide it at all.

The members of the Taixuanmen who heard this all cast angry eyes without exception.

There are even people who clench their steel teeth and clench their fists.

At this moment, they all wanted to rush up directly and drown out these arrogant True Yang Gate bastards.

On the high platform, the elders of the inner gate of the Taixuanmen who participated in the ceremony also sank.

"Why does this man talk like that?"

Concubine Yi tilted her head and whispered in Yang Wenjin's ear.

Hearing this, Yang Wenjin smiled faintly, she also knew that Concubine Yi didn't know about the True Yang Gate, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she didn't know anything about the major forces in the world of cultivating immortals.

She explained to Concubine Yi in a low voice.

"I see."

"But he is also quite bold, and he dares to come to the door to provoke."

"When people have a little strength, they will swell, and such people often pay the price."

Taixuanmen, such an immortal cultivator, the most important thing is reputation, if it is the same level, it is okay for you to provoke.

But Zhenyangmen is undoubtedly asking for trouble by doing this, and this time the competition is big, and Taixuanmen is afraid that they will not be better.

As soon as her voice fell, someone from the Taixuanmen side jumped into the ring.

This look, it's still an acquaintance of hers.

"Who's coming?"

"True Disciple, Cold Moon."

The voice of the cold moon on the stage fell, the light in his hand flashed, and a lower grade spirit-level flying sword appeared.

"It is said that Taixuanmen is the overlord of the Xuanyu Domain, and when I see it today, it is just like that, let's produce an inner disciple, and the other party actually wants to produce a true inheritance."

"Don't embarrass them, don't you see it, just those crooked melons and cracked dates in their inner door, which one dares to come to power?"

The piercing voice once again aroused the anger of everyone in Taixuanmen.

Especially those inner disciples, the faces of one and two were gloomy and terrifying.

Since becoming the inner disciples of the Taixuanmen, they have never been so despised.

Who walks outside without being respectful and polite?

Now that others have gone to their own sect and said such words, not only the inner disciples, but even the deacons and elders of the inner sect have very ugly faces.

"Elder Zhang, please take care of your disciples."

The Great Elder said coldly.

However, Elder Zhang just smiled faintly and tilted his head to open his mouth without pain.

"Don't scold people, don't forget that this is Taixuanmen."

Although there was a little reproach in his tone, the words he said did not mean reproach at all.

On the contrary, there was another invisible provocation.

Especially the latter sentence, don't forget that this is Taixuanmen.

even more sarcastically mocked the Taixuanmen.

On the high platform, the Great Elder just wanted to continue speaking, but Yang Wenjian's faint voice sounded.

"Great Elder, let's stop talking about saliva, what's the point of that?"

"Doesn't our Taixuanmen have a rule that says that if you come out, you have to fight? Just follow the rules. ”

Her words made the people below a little puzzled.

Almost everyone is asking in their minds.

When did Taixuanmen have this rule?

They don't know so much?

What about the Great Elders?

I immediately understood what Yang Wenjin meant.

Think about it, what's the noise? Is it bad to just do it?

"The competition can begin."

As his voice fell, in the ring below, Han Yue and the disciple of the True Yang Sect named Ling Yu acted at the same time.

A low cry came out of each of their mouths.

The first encounter, there was no accident at all, and the cold moon had the absolute upper hand.

It's just that as soon as the rhythm of the fast attack begins, Cold Moon's upper hand begins to decline rapidly.

This Ling Yu was like a humanoid beast as a whole, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, although he only had the strength of a half-step Yuan Infant, but he exerted a combat power that was not inferior to the Yuan Infant level.

However, in just over ten breaths, Han Yue's original advantage had been leveled.

"With such a skillful combat experience, this person must have experienced countless bloody battles, otherwise he would not have been able to hone such combat skills at all."

That's right.

At this time, the reason why Ling Yu in the ring was able to level the momentum so quickly relied on his rich combat experience and very fierce fighting skills.

On the other hand, Hanyue, although his cultivation is higher than that of the other party, his combat experience is obviously insufficient.

Moreover, every time Han Yue made a move, there would be a closing momentum, unlike Ling Yu, who took out twelve points of strength for every attack.

In this way, Han Yue is naturally becoming more and more passive, facing such a fast attack, and the opponent's combat skills are so fierce.

Another short time passed, and the cold moon had a suppressed rhythm.

At this time, Hanyue in the ring was also in a hurry.

Whether it was her, the people watching the game in the audience were also anxious.

This is directly related to face, think about the other party's inner disciple, and the cultivation is still the first.

Han Yue is a part higher than others in terms of identity and cultivation, and if he loses like this, this face will be a little lost.

"Senior sister, don't stop, fire all the power, beat him."

I don't know who shouted in the crowd.

It immediately resonated with countless people.

For a while, the sound of cheering for the cold moon sounded over the entire square.

The Great Elder and the other elders were also anxious.

However, Yang Wenjin was not in a hurry at all, and while watching the competition, he explained the situation on the field to Concubine Yi on the side.

"Elder Yang..."

"Don't be impatient, victory and defeat are a common thing, you look at the state of the disciples below, isn't this a kind of gain?"

The Great Elder was stunned by her words, and mechanically turned his head to look at the disciples who were screaming hard.

He felt a long-lost cohesion.

In recent years, the battles between the disciples of the Taixuan Sect have intensified, with all kinds of contradictions and various small groups appearing.

The affection between disciples and disciples became very cold.

It's not a plate of loose sand, but it's not far off.

If this goes on for a long time, the crisis of Taixuanmen will become more and more obvious, and it will even be taken advantage of by others, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, at this moment, the disciples below are unprecedentedly concentric, and they are indeed as Yang Wenjin said.

This is indeed a very good harvest.

Just when he was stunned, Han Yue in the ring let out a coquettish shout, and the true yuan power surged out.

directly flew out Ling Yuzhen, who had been promoted and chased after her.

"That's kind of interesting."

Ling Yu, who was pushed by the needle, was not disappointed, but excitedly stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

This time, he didn't make a move before Han Yue made a move, and he didn't close the momentum like he did at the beginning.

Ling Yu was beaten and retreated, and there were bursts of cheers like waves from below the ring.