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Chen Nan left the prison, and he was very entangled in his heart.

Now he knows very well that Yuwen Qingxue is already emotional, and if this continues, how the relationship between them will develop is his biggest headache.

He now understands why the old man said that he had committed a peach blossom.

Since he came to the Dao Realm, he has worked very hard not to mess with women, but if you don't mess with her, people will come to the door by themselves, which is the most helpless thing.

"Miss Yuwen, I really don't want to hurt you if you treat me like this, but ...... Alas! After returning to the accommodation arranged by Zixiao Palace, Chen Nan was still thinking about this matter, but he couldn't think of a perfect solution.

……

That night, Lin Ziyang came over alone.

There is no doubt that it is naturally for Chen Nan to borrow the Wind Sword.

After he entered the door, he personally poured tea for Chen Nan, and said with a kind smile: "Crazy brother, I have discussed this matter of the Wind Sword with all the elders, and I have already persuaded all the elders to agree, but the disciples in the door did not learn the news from anywhere, so they opposed it with all their might, and jointly admonished them, saying that they were not convinced, and a few ignorant people actually said that they wanted to learn from the mad brother." ”

Chen Nan frowned slightly: "What does Senior Lin mean?" ”

Lin Ziyang said helplessly: "There are too many disciples who oppose it, and Lin has no choice, if the mad brother can lower his status, compete with a few of the representatives, and win the competition, I think no disciple will dare to oppose it anymore." ”

Chen Nan knew very well that the so-called disciples were opposed, and that was all an excuse.

Lin Ziyang's original intention was not to borrow, but he was afraid of offending the madman, so he found such an excuse.

After all, there are many disciples in Zixiao Palace, among them, the older one is more than a hundred years old, and his cultivation is naturally very strong, and the age gap is so big, even if he has good qualifications, he will never be able to win against him.

Besides, even if he wins one of them, there are still so many people who are not convinced, and they can engage in wheel warfare.

At that time, even if the essence in his body is endless, I am afraid that he will be tired and lie down.

"It's okay to have a fight, just think of it as a friendly match." Chen Nan said with a smile: "However, since it is a competition, there should always be some rules, Senior Lin, you said yes?" ”

Lin Ziyang's heart was cold, and he had a bad feeling: "What does the crazy brother want, just say." ”

Chen Nan sighed and said, "Mad is only twenty-two years old now, and his cultivation is still shallow, so naturally he doesn't dare to challenge all the disciples of Zixiao Palace. However, in order to show the sincerity of my mad clan to borrow the sword, Daoist friends who are within twenty years of my age can accept the challenge. Of course, you can only challenge one person at a time, and you can't accept challenges in a short period of time. ”

Lin Ziyang's face was like ashes.

You can't bully the small with the big, and you can't fight with wheels, this is still a fart?

And what made him helpless was that these things could only be regarded as normal requirements, which were reasonable, and he couldn't refute them.

At this moment, Lin Ziyang secretly hated the disciples in the sect for not being angry, thousands of disciples, none of them could compare to Chen Nan's qualifications, but think about it, looking at the world, the number of cultivators is inexhaustible, but how many people's qualifications can be compared with the mad clan?

In the Dao realm, the word madman almost represents invincibility at the same level.

If someone can defeat the same age of the mad clan, it means that this person's qualifications are already considered geniuses, and if someone can defeat the elite children of the same age of the mad clan, then he will become a generation of Tianjiao in the future, and the path of cultivation is unlimited.

Looking at Lin Ziyang, whose face was the color of pig liver, Chen Nan smiled and said, "What's the matter, Senior Lin, is there a problem with these?" ”

Lin Ziyang reacted, and hurriedly showed a smile on his face, and said: "No, no, what the mad brother said is reasonable, my Zixiao Palace has always talked about principles, if it is to bully the young with the old, or if it is a wheel battle, this game will lose its meaning, it is better not to compare." ”

"Senior Lin deserves to be the head of a faction, and his bearing is really extraordinary!" Chen Nan said with a smile and clenched his fists.

Lin Ziyang wanted to scold, but he couldn't.

He scolded secretly in his heart, the ghost is willing to tell you fairness, if it weren't for the strength of the madman, I would have stabbed you to death directly.

"Crazy brother has won the prize. However, it is getting late today, so it is naturally inconvenient to conduct the game, so how about comparing it tomorrow morning? Lin Ziyang asked.

Chen Nan said: "Everything is arranged by Senior Lin. ”

"Then Lin will leave first." Lin Ziyang arched his hand and hurriedly turned to leave.

Originally, he would win a game without losing, but now that Chen Nan had limited the age gap of his disciples, he had to rush back to discuss with the elders and select young disciples with better qualifications.

Lin Ziyang didn't sleep all night, busy selecting disciples and teaching them more advanced exercises.

And Chen Nan also didn't sleep, in the enemy camp, he had to be vigilant, after all, his identity as a madman was fake, and danger could occur at any time.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Ziyang sent someone to invite Chen Nan to the martial arts arena.

After coming to the martial arts arena, Lin Ziyang and the elders of Zixiao Palace, as well as thousands of disciples, were already waiting, after Chen Nan came to the venue, he first said a few polite words, sorry for being late, and then jumped directly to the center of the martial arts arena.

Lin Ziyang glanced at the disciples, and pretended to be displeased and said: "You calves who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, dare to challenge the mad brothers, if anyone is not convinced, come up, let the mad brothers teach you a good lesson." ”

A disciple in his thirties jumped into the martial arts arena and said, "The disciple is not talented, I want to learn a few tricks from my crazy friends." ”

Chen Nan glanced at this disciple and didn't pay much attention to it, the cultivation of the other party's Triple Heaven was just a role for him to smash into the air.

"In order to show the sincerity of my mad clan to borrow the sword, as well as my respect for all fellow Daoists, no matter how you win or lose in today's competition, I will not use the art of flying." Chen Nan is not arrogant, but his yin and yang world is too conspicuous, as long as he uses it, his identity will definitely be exposed immediately.

But when he heard what he said, in the ears of everyone in Zixiao Palace, it became absolutely arrogant and rampant!

In the face of cultivators, he dared to say that no matter whether he won or lost, he would never use the art of flying, you must know that flying in the sky is the talent of the mad clan, and without this talent and supernatural power, they are almost no different from ordinary martial artists except for their physical strength and super mental strength.

Fighting monastics on earth is almost self-defeating.

That Zixiao Palace disciple felt that Chen Nan was insulting his strength, and with a loud shout, he urged the flying sword to kill Chen Nan.

"Bell!"

Chen Nan's divine sense slashed at the flying sword, instantly shattering the opponent's spiritual imprint, and the flying sword was broken into two.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Nan took seven steps to kill the god, rushed forward and smashed it with a punch, and directly blasted the opponent out dozens of meters away with absolute strength, and fell to the ground and spit blood.