Imperial Castle, Imperial Shrine.

The boulder on the square of the upper courtyard took off and turned into the battlefield of the Holy Court, and in the battlefield of the Holy Court, there were disciples of the Middle Court challenging the disciples of the upper court.

Outside the battlefield of the Holy Courtyard, there were many people watching the battle, and even the masters of the Holy Monument came. And the reason why they appeared was because the origin of the disciples of the Middle Court who challenged the disciples of the Upper Court was somewhat special.

His name is Yang Peng, and he is from the same case as Lin Hao.

"This guy is only a master of the Yuan Realm Fivefold, and he actually dares to challenge our Upper Courtyard disciples, he thinks he is Lin Hao?" Among the onlookers, there were many Upper Courtyard disciples, staring at the battlefield of the Holy Courtyard, all of them disdainful.

"That is, if you want to challenge our upper court disciples, you must at least control the eightfold Yuan Realm. I think he thought that after seeing Ling Xiao's narrow victory, he thought that our disciples in the upper courtyard were easy to bully. Another disciple of the Upper Court immediately chimed in.

"Since the news of the martial arts competition of the Six Holy Courtyards came out a few days ago, cats and dogs have become anxious, which is understandable. Another disciple spoke, and it was clear from his tone that he was also a disciple of the Upper Court.

"Yang Peng has been undefeated for so long with the support of the fivefold cultivation of the Yuan Realm, it's good!" Some disciples of the middle courtyard exclaimed in a low voice.

In fact, at this time, Yang Peng only took over the opponent's ten moves.

But you must know that Yang Peng's cultivation is only capable of controlling the fifth level of the Yuan Realm, and his opponent has already controlled the eighth level of the Yuan Realm.

It is not easy to take ten moves.

"It's useless, the difference between the two is too great. I estimate that after three or five more moves, Yang Peng will be defeated. "The one who opened his mouth was also a disciple of the Middle Court, and his cultivation was in the sixfold Yuan Realm.

On the battlefield of the Holy Courtyard, the battle was extremely fierce, and there was a wind raging, and in the blink of an eye, ten more moves passed.

Although Yang Peng was at a disadvantage, he was always undefeated.

At this moment, many disciples were shocked.

Even some of the Holy Monument disciples had a flash of shock in their eyes.

"His boxing and body skills are extraordinary, waiting for you to borrow from him. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy's eyes flickered, and he said to a disciple behind him.

"Childe, what if Lin Hao comes back?" the disciple hesitated, but said such a sentence.

"Hehe, if my expectations are correct, it won't take more than two days for that letter to be delivered to the Heaven Stepping Sect. By the time Lin Hao returned to the Holy Courtyard, we would have already set off. A person who is not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition, why worry. ”

"Yes, Childe. ”

Just when the two were talking, Yang Peng had already made five more moves with his opponent.

"After three moves, Yang Peng will be defeated, you go and prepare. The boy spoke again.

And as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Peng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell from the battlefield of the Holy Courtyard, and was defeated.

No more, no less, just three moves.

"With his body and martial arts, I am confident that I will go to another place. The boy fell from the square of the upper courtyard, and his eyes were fixed on a stone tablet at the edge of the square.

And there was nothing under his feet, and he had been hovering in mid-air just now.

"Lin Feichen, four days later will be the day when the disciples of the Holy Academy will set off, and I will sit in the sixth position of the Holy Monument before the departure. The boy muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

Then, the young man glanced at Yang Peng, who got up from the ground, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then walked straight away.

Just as he walked away, the sound of collision was heard again on the battlefield of the Holy Courtyard.

Four days later, the disciples of the Upper Court will all set off to participate in the martial arts competition of the Six Holy Courtyards, and at this time, I don't know how many disciples of the Middle Court are working hard to become disciples of the Upper Academy.

If you don't become a disciple of the upper court, you will lose the opportunity to enter the Heaven Breaking Pavilion, which is definitely an unimaginable blow to a martial artist.

"Yang Peng, are you okay? ”

Yang Peng was defeated, and except for a few people, no one would come to talk to him at this time.

In fact, after the news came out that the Six Holy Academies were going to have a martial arts competition, even Chen Qian and Wenren Yuxin were challenged.

And Ling Xiao had just defeated an upper court disciple with the sevenfold cultivation of the Yuan Realm, and he was still lying on the bed at this time.

At this time, it was the little fat man who spoke.

"It's fine. Little fat man, why aren't you in a hurry, don't you want to participate in the martial arts competition of the Six Holy Academies this time?" Yang Peng, who didn't talk much, couldn't hold back the gossip when he saw the sound of people flying out.

Wen Ren Feiming was not treated differently because he was a member of the four major families, he was also a disciple of the Middle Court.

Hearing the sound of the flying people, he smiled, looked around and confirmed that no one was paying attention before he said shyly: "There are still four days, don't worry." I guess there's going to be a show in the next few days, and I'll pick up the bargain when the time comes. ”

"Good show, what good show?"

"Not all of the disciples in the upper courtyard are from wealthy families, and many of them have no background behind them. However, the disciples of the Middle Court, and even the disciples of the lower court, were the opposite, and there were many family disciples in them. The opportunity to enter the Heaven Breaking Pavilion, even if there is only a hint of it, these families will not give up. ”

Yang Peng immediately understood: "You mean, there will be many disciples challenging one person in the next few days?"

"Of course. Although the disciples of the upper courtyard are all extraordinary, the elephant can't stand the swarm of ants, and with the method of wheel warfare, the grinding can also grind a number of places to enter. ”

"How can this be reasonable!" Yang Peng was furious.

He was born in a poor family, and he couldn't even awaken his bloodline, if it weren't for Lin Hao, his life would have been wasted a long time ago. Now that I suddenly heard the news, I was naturally filled with righteous indignation.

"No matter which way you are defeated, you are destined not to enter the Heaven Breaking Pavilion, and it is only a matter of time before you are eliminated, so don't be angry. Wen Ren Fei shook his head. He saw it far more thoroughly than Yang Peng.

Yang Peng was stunned for a moment and understood what he meant.

The reason for the defeat is that in the final analysis, it is not enough strength. If the name is engraved on the holy monument, Yang Peng believes that no one will dare to challenge.

"It's good that you understand. Can you still fight?" said suddenly.

"Yes. Yang Peng didn't know what it meant to hear people flying, but he still replied.

Although he did not enter the Yuan Realm, he had already created a divine soul, and his physique was by no means comparable to others. Moreover, the disciple just now did not kill in the end, and the injury just now did not affect him much, and it would not take much time to recover.

"That's good. With Brother Lin, I believe you won't be able to get your hands on it. Wen Ren Feiming patted Yang Peng's shoulder and walked straight away, leaving Yang Peng in confusion.

And Yang Peng was slightly stunned, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, after Yang Peng coughed violently a few times, he staggered away.

And Wen Ren Feiming also didn't pay attention to the battle on the battlefield of the Holy Courtyard, and chose to leave.

A short time later, someone appeared in a room.

In the room, Wen Renyu Xin heard a long skirt, holding an ancient book in his hand, and he was very attentive.

"Sister, who will attack Yang Peng?" After waiting for a long time, Wen Ren Feiming finally couldn't help but open his mouth.

Just now, Wen Ren Feiming went to remind Yang Peng at the behest of Wen Ren Yuxin, but Wen Ren Yuxin didn't tell him who would attack Yang Peng.

Wen Renyuxin's gaze was still on the book, and she gently spit out a name.