Chapter Seventy-One: Three Years After the War!
"Who do you think you are?
Suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and the monk who heard the voice had a stunned expression, and looked at the clouds and wind in mid-air. The white-haired divine ape and the Black Demon Ridge monks also looked at him with a smile.
I saw Yun Suifeng looking at the monk who was talking below with a somewhat gloomy face, and said coldly: "It seems that what Yun just said, someone shouldn't take it seriously!"
"This ...... I ......" The monk also realized that he had made a mistake, and was about to open his mouth to explain, but he saw the cloud wave his sleeves with the wind, and a flash of light disappeared. The monk who spoke in the crowd trembled, a line of blood slowly appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and the pupils of his eyes were dilated, and he was already dead of anger.
Seeing this, the surrounding monks were immediately silent, and lined up honestly one by one. And Yun Suifeng has been standing on the flying stone, looking coldly at the crowd below.
For the rest of the day, everything went in order. The monks who participated in the talent test were teleported into the palace by those who passed the test, and those who did not pass stood aside with a dejected face and watched the progress of the test.
Since Yun Suifeng placed his posture high, the chief disciples of the two sects and four places were not to be outdone, and stood quietly aside, ready to wait until everyone had finished testing.
Soon, more than a day had passed.
Because Zhuang Xuan and the others came relatively late, they were already in a very backward position when they lined up, and until this moment, there were still four people in front of Zhuang Xuan.
It is worth mentioning that in the previous tests of those who entered the palace, the most talented one made the stele turn cyan, and the cyan was very dark, as if one more trace could turn blue, but in the end it remained cyan. The rest, basically, are yellow and green
Of the four people, only one passed the test and was teleported into the palace, while the other three stood aside in frustration, looking at Zhuang Xuan who was walking in front of the stone tablet.
"Brother Zhuang Xuan, come on!" Lin'er shouted at Zhuang Xuan's back, and Zhuang Xuan turned around and smiled at Lin'er.
When he turned his head and was about to stretch out his palm, his complexion suddenly changed, and he didn't think about it, and he cast a thunderbolt under his feet for nine days, and instantly moved away from his original position. I only heard a pop, and a deep mark seemed to have been cut on the ground by a sharp weapon.
"Brother Zhuang Xuan, are you okay?" Lin'er ran over and pulled Zhuang Xuan's arm, and asked with a pale face.
The surrounding monks were in an uproar.
One was shocked that Zhuang Xuan was able to avoid Yun Suifeng's attack, and the other was surprised that Yun Suifeng would attack such an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.
Ji Huichun glanced at Yun Suifeng lightly, the smile on his face converged for the first time, and there was an inexplicable aura circulating all over his body.
"The clouds follow the wind, you have passed a little!" Ji Huichun said lightly.
Yun Suifeng glanced at Ji Huichun, and said expressionlessly: "I have already said before, whoever delays the test time of my suspended door, I will let him bear the consequences, no one is an exception, even if it is you Ji Huichun, I will still shoot!"
"The hanging door is so majestic!" Wei Xiangshu said coldly with the iron sword in his arms, and there was a wave of heat hidden on his body.
"Okay! It's just a child, why bother to be serious!" Dou Qingyi smiled slightly, looked at Zhuang Xuan and said, "Little brother, you go on!"
Zhuang Xuan's face was gloomy as he looked at the clouds high above with the wind, and there was anger burning in his eyes. After listening to Dou Qingyi's words, Zhuang Xuan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and silently walked towards the stone tablet.
"I said it! Those who delay my hanging door will have to pay the price! You don't have to participate in this trial! Otherwise, there will be no accidents inside, don't blame me for not reminding you!" Yun Suifeng's faint voice resounded throughout the audience.
When everyone heard this, their faces changed, and they looked at Zhuang Xuan with some sympathy.
Zhuang Xuan suddenly turned his head and stared at the clouds in the air.
"Your name is Yun Suifeng, right? I really don't know where your superiority comes from, isn't it just that you have cultivated a few years longer than me? Now it's only in the late stage of refining the marrow, if it's me, at your age, it's no more difficult to kill you than to crush an ant!" Zhuang Xuan said in a deep voice.
"Wow-"
Zhuang Xuan's words undoubtedly poured a bowl of cold water into the oil pot, causing an uproar among the monks in the audience.
"This boy is still young! I really don't know how thick the sky is!"
"yes! I don't think about my brain when I speak, and I don't know how to leave a way out for myself!"
"I know this young man! It was he who fought with Di Rong and killed Di Rong!
"If it's him, then it's really possible to be compared to Yun Suifeng!"
There was a lot of talk among the monks around him. Ji Huichun's originally frosty face was full of smiles again. Dou Qingyi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his red lips pursed slightly.
"Little brother, that's good!" Wei Xiangshu directly stretched out his thumb to the bad habits, and applauded loudly.
The monk in the field looked at Wei Xiangshu with a strange expression, and said in his heart: "Only the chief disciples of the two sects and four lands can compete with Yun Suifeng!"
"Are you looking for death?" Yun Suifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Zhuang Xuan coldly.
"I don't want to die! But so what? You have already made a move on me, and you are not allowed to say a few words to me? You treat me Zhuang Xuan as a child, so easy to bully? When did you fall to this step in the field? Qin Yu's old man is really well led!" Zhuang Xuan said this, looking at Yun Suifeng with a sneering expression, and did not show weakness.
"Oh my God......! Is this going against the sky?" If Zhuang Xuan's words earlier surprised the monks with Zhuang Xuan's courage, then now Zhuang Xuan's words shocked everyone to the point of toothache. The boy was too ...... to talk It's so reckless!
But if you think about it carefully, the behavior and posture of this cloud with the wind are not likeable.
"Hahaha!
Just as Yun Suifeng was about to make a move, the white-haired god ape laughed, and looked at Zhuang Xuan's gaze more and more likely. Immediately, he looked at Yun Suifeng and said with a smile:
"Suifeng Xian nephew, it's not that I said you, although this trial is held in my Black Demon Ridge, how can I say that it is also a common trial for you human beings, you Hanging Gate as the leader, usually suppress and suppress the sects below, I don't know, now it's the same with me, to put it mildly, you are going to let me see the joke of this old guy?"
The white-haired ape's words can be said to be quite meaningful. I want to arouse the anger of other sects against the Hanging Gate. To put it bluntly, it's to provoke.
But then again, in recent years, with the formation of the situation of the Hanging Gate family's dominance, the oppression of other sects has become increasingly serious. The other sects dared not speak out against the Hanging Gate, but in fact, the anger in their hearts had already risen, and there was no need to provoke it at all.
"Okay! time is running out, there are still so many people who haven't been tested, hurry up!" the white-haired ape said in a summary sentence.
Everyone thought that the white-haired divine ape would come forward in person, and this matter should be over.
But when Zhuang Xuan walked towards the stone tablet again, Yun Suifeng said lightly: "If you want to die, then I can't stop it!"
Zhuang Xuan paused, and glanced coldly at Yun Suifeng.
"Is it a sense of accomplishment to bully me? Are you sick? Could it be that this is how you got your status as the chief disciple of the Hanging Sect? If you really want to compete with me, you can do it. But now, I admit that I am not your opponent, give me three years, and today, three years later, I will personally go to the Hanging Gate to face you, whether I live or die!"
At the end of speaking, Zhuang Xuan's tone became calm.
No matter who it is, after being harassed several times, there will definitely be a fire in his heart.
Zhuang Xuan's words once again caused a lot of commotion in the crowd, and at the same time, they all turned their eyes to Yun Suifeng, wanting to know his answer.
"Joke, why should I give you three years?" said Yun Suifeng lightly.
"Don't you dare, what qualifications do you have to show off your might in front of me? You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed for you!" Zhuang Xuan squinted at Yun Suifeng with a sarcastic expression, looking very despised for the other party.
"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you! I want to see if the ants will be a little bigger than today in three years!" said Yun Suifeng.
"Okay! Today, I have the honor to be a witness, Zhuang Xuan and Yun Suifeng have made an appointment to fight today, three years later! In these three years, Yun Suifeng must not take action against Zhuang Xuan, nor can he instruct others to deal with Zhuang Xuan! Otherwise, don't blame me, the witness, for not giving Qin Yu face!" The white-haired divine ape saw that Yun Suifeng should accept it, and immediately spoke.
The partiality of Zhuang Xuan in his words was undoubtedly revealed, which made everyone wonder, thinking about what kind of identity Zhuang Xuan could get the favor of this great god. For a time, there are those who envy, there are those who are jealous, and there are even more people who gloat.
"This matter is over!Zhuang Xuan, you hurry up and test it!" The white-haired god ape said to Zhuang Xuan with a smile.
Zhuang Xuan clenched his fist at him slightly, glanced at Yun Suifeng faintly, and came to the talent monument.