Shouyang Sect, one of the top ten sects of the East China Sea Kingdom, has thousands of disciples, several Tiancheng Realm elders in the sect, and the head is the great master of the Xuandan Realm.

This time, the Ice Cliff Border Army selected the front, and the Shouyang Sect sent several inner disciples to be selected, and the one who was especially pinned on was the young man named Zhuang Zhongxian.

He is strong, he is here for the selection of the front, coupled with his arrogance, he has no room for remorse, and he ridicules ordinary things.

Unexpectedly, he was regarded as an idle person.

How can you bear this breath?

Zhuang Zhongxian sneered, opened his mouth and challenged Chen Zui: "Wild boy, your tone is not small! I will let you see ...... today."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Zui had already gotten up and moved.

If you don't move, you will be like a mountain, and if you move, you will be like thunder!

Why do you want to make a move?

How can there be so many whys in this world?

The people of the Shouyang Sect didn't expect it, the diners in the restaurant didn't expect it, and even the bearded man around him didn't expect it at all.

The result of the unexpected result was a crisp slap sound, Zhuang Zhongxian's "literacy" could not be exported, but a few bloody teeth were exported.

"Chen drunk, concede!" Chen Zui finished speaking, turned around, and walked around as if there was no one.

"Stop!" shouted violently, followed by a powerful and heavy palm, the palm wind broke through the air silently, but the edge of the palm was as red as fire.

The one who made the shot was the elder of the Shouyang Sect, and it was also the person who asked Zhuang Zhongxian to speak carefully.

You can teach your disciples a lesson, but outsiders can't stop easily, otherwise the face of the Shouyang Sect will be lost.

Before the bearded man could shout out to be careful, Chen Zui slipped lightly under his feet, slid sideways like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he shook behind the elder!

A palm missed, and the Elder Chuangong was surprised in his heart, and was about to attack again with his backhand, but he heard a loud shout: "Stop!"

Elder Chuangong snorted coldly and proudly withdrew his hand.

What if you are unwilling? The person who came was a border military cadet. There's no need to offend the Ice Cliff Border Army for the sake of a wild boy.

The lieutenant looked at Chen Zui and asked, "Are you here to participate in the selection?"

Before Chen Zui could speak, the bearded man preemptively said: "Yes!

"Hmph, since that's the case, don't make trouble! If you have the ability, you'll see the high and low when you choose the front tomorrow!" said the lieutenant angrily.

Yizhang Hei followed behind him dumbfounded: "Big brother, just, just forget it?"

The lieutenant kicked him falsely: "Otherwise, get out of here! Cause trouble all day long, Lao Tzu will be killed by you one day!"

The people of the Shouyang Sect were indignant, but they were helpless, and hurriedly checked out and left, staying at this time for a moment longer, the more shame it would be.

Seeing this, the captain didn't say much, and walked away with a black man.

Chen Zui and the bearded man sat down again, and the bearded man said with a straight face: "Thank you!"

"It's a little bit of a thing. Chen Zui waved his hand.

It may not be so straightforward to preemptively strike, but when the goal is achieved, what does it matter if it is unscrupulous?

After sneaking for several months, Chen Zui did not stop cultivating, but after quenching his body nine times, he was deliberately suppressed and never broke through.

Breaking through the realm and transforming into a shape, transforming into a form and cultivating divine skills, it seems to be very beautiful, but Chen Zui knows that it is not a good thing for the realm to improve too quickly.

So during that time, in addition to stabilizing the realm, Chen Zui practiced martial arts the most.

From the lowest fist techniques of the human race to body techniques, swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., everything that Chen Zui can recall, there are many exercises.

Because in the past sixteen years, what he has learned and mastered are all the combat skills and exercises of the Protoss, and although he has dabbled in these martial arts of the Human Race, he has never learned them.

The two have different paths, as for whether they can return together, I don't think about it for the time being, the difference between them and the changes makes Chen drunk.

However, as he became more and more proficient, Chen Zui faintly discovered that the two had something in common.

I don't know what day it was, Chen Zui inadvertently integrated the demon combat skills into the human martial arts, and found that the power was doubled, so he suddenly became enlightened, and he consciously integrated the two in the future.

He made a surprise attack before, but it was just a small test.

As for the way to dodge the elder's sneak attack from behind, the same is true.

"Brother Chen won't blame me for making a claim just now, right?" the bearded man smiled: "Tomorrow is the day of the selection, with the strength of my brother, it would be a pity not to participate!"

Chen Zui was about to blend in with the border army, and when it was the right time, there was naturally no reason not to go.

Since you're here, you have to have a place to live, right?

......

On the 15th of April, the Ice Cliff Frontier Army.

The city of Ice Cliff City is thousands of meters high, so the towers above the towering city head seem very small.

Of course, the people standing on the towers were even smaller, so small that they were almost impossible to see in the wind and snow.

Invisible does not mean that there is not, thousands of people and horses stand under the city, and they do not move in the face of the wind and snow, because they know that the city lord is standing in the city tower to watch the wind and snow.

Chen Zui has long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and his expression is calm.

The bearded man beside him was full of praise for the border army, and at the same time he was impressed by Chen Zui's calm look, and secretly wondered in his heart that this little brother was not very old, but he seemed to be a person who had seen the world.

After drinking in the restaurant yesterday, the bearded man accompanied Chen Zui to sign up for the selection, and he lined up for the competition from the morning today, and has been waiting until now.

The bearded man surnamed Pei Ming Zhengang, five years older than Chen Zui, a native of Western Shu, traveled to Shu three years ago, and it is said that after participating in the election, he will return to Shu.

Pei Zhengang's admiration for the Ice Cliff Border Army is beyond words, in his mouth, the Ice Cliff Border Army is the blade of the human race against the demons.

That's right, the demons.

In the human language family, 10,000 years ago, it was only the cruel and easy-to-kill demons who ruled the world and looked down on the universe, not the gods that the demons claimed to be.

Chen Zui didn't feel harsh when he heard this, he was not the seventeenth son of the Emperor of the Protoss now, but a human race that was indistinguishable from others in appearance.

It's just, it's kind of weird.

"Do you know that a few months ago, there was a prince of the demon clan who gave birth to twelve wings on the day of the crown ceremony?

Chen Zui didn't expect this, but the human race actually knew about it, and he felt more and more weird in his heart, but the expression on his face was only surprise.

"Haha, can't you guess, can you, tell you, that demon prince later exploded and died!" Pei Zhengang smacked his mouth and said: "Tell me, the demon clan is born in the transformation realm, and the royal family in the demon clan is more likely to directly step into the condensing realm! Such a strong opponent, only the ice cliff border army can fight head-on!"

Speaking of which, it was still the border army of the Quai Ice Cliff around the corner, Chen Zui smiled slightly: "Then if you can win the first place in the selection, won't the world know it?"

"That's right! Choosing the front is to choose the sharpest knife!" Pei Zhengang straightened his back and said with a straight face: "It is precisely because of this that countries will send elite children to participate regardless of their previous suspicions, not to mention people like us." ”

Chen Zui looked at the head of the city, and in the wind and snow, the city tower loomed.

"No. 764 Chen is drunk, to No. 395 Feng Li!" shouted the black-armored sergeant standing under the stage.

"Chen is drunk!"

"Feng Li!"