Sure enough, as Xiao Liu said, everyone was divided into twenty-four groups, each group of 100 people, Yi Chen was in the fourth group, and Xiao Liu was in the seventh group. There were fifteen groups of boys and nine groups of girls, and each group had a large bedroom, like a hall, in which one person had a small bed, which was extremely simple. The food is also very average, and many pampered children complain about it.

On the left side of Yichen's bed is a little fat man, named Feng Hao, whose family has been in business for generations and has a solid family. As soon as this guy saw Yi Chen, he vomited out his stomach of distress as if he was pouring beans. Originally, he was reluctant to cultivate, let alone go to Xuantianmen to practice, but his parents hated that iron could not become steel, so he came here. After coming, I looked at the accommodation conditions, and I turned around and wanted to leave. In his opinion, today's lunch is not as good as his pigs and dogs, and he didn't eat a bite at all.

When Yi Chen came back from eating, he saw him gobbling up a roast chicken, surrounded by the smell of chicken.

Seeing Yi Chen coming over, Feng Hao smiled at him wryly, tore off a chicken leg and handed it to him.

Yi Chen waved his hand to excuse himself, and then overtook him.

Feng Hao turned his head and saw that the hall was almost flat, there was not even a shelter, and many people were staring at him, with envy, ridicule, and contempt, which made him very unhappy anyway.

He was about to put away the roast chicken, when he suddenly noticed a few people walking towards him with a wicked smile on their faces. The first person has small eyes, a hooked nose, a strong physique, and a figure-eight step, which is not a good bird at first glance.

Feng Hao swallowed hard, stunned and at a loss.

The eagle-nosed man walked up to Feng Hao, shook his hand, and knocked the roast chicken to the ground. Stretched out his hand again and grabbed Feng Hao's clothes, and said viciously: "Boy, do you know who I am?"

Feng Hao shook his head and said, "I don't know." This chicken was not stolen, I brought it myself......"

The eagle-nosed man almost put his face on Feng Hao's face, and said sharply, "My name is Wang Qi, and I will be the boss of our group in the future, and everything must be allowed by me, including roast chicken, you know?"

Feng Hao's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and his jaw was about to crack to the ground, and he couldn't close it after a long time.

Wang coveted Feng Hao's clothes, and muttered uncontrollably, "Come, let me see, where this roast chicken is hidden, hurry up, and hand over everything to me." ”

Feng Hao struggled, broke free, and hurriedly said, "No, no, just this one." ”

"No, that's good, in this way, Lao Tzu will eat a roast chicken every day in the future, and you will be responsible for it, how about it?" Wang Qian asked with a calm face.

Feng Hao's face turned from white to red, from red to blue, and from blue to purple, and he didn't speak.

Yi Chen couldn't get used to seeing such a boring person, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Hao, and turned around to leave.

"Oh, there are still those who are not used to it, you stop me. "Wang Qian is arrogant.

Yi Chen ignored him and walked straight out.

Wang Qi suddenly became angry, flashed, and punched Yi Chen, the speed was extremely fast.

Yi Chen dodged sideways and threw Feng Hao aside.

Wang Qian deceived his body and flashed in, his spiritual power was running, and his right fist was full of golden light, hitting Yi Chen's door.

Yi Chen blocked with his left hand, and a huge force forced him to kick back a dozen steps and crash into the crowd of onlookers. Yi Chen's heart sank, knowing that Wang Qian's cultivation was above himself, and fighting hard was not the way.

Wang Qian is very arrogant, he has practiced since he was a child, before entering the Xuanwu Gate, the twelve positive veins have been opened, and the eight veins of the Qi Jing have been opened, plus the instructor of the four groups Guo Zhaoxu and his family have some origins, so his eyes are above the top, arrogant and domineering.

Yi Chen stepped on the dragon step, and his body was like a butterfly wearing flowers, dodging. Wang Qi's fist wind smashed a wooden bed next to him in half, and the people around him turned on their backs, and there was an uproar.

"Hmph. Yi Chen snorted lightly, if this move hits an ordinary person, at least it will be seriously injured, the two of them have no grievances, and they are so vicious that Yi Chen is extremely disgusted.

Yi Chen had only learned some simple techniques of cultivating the art of tuna before, and since he practiced the pulse array technique, he had only passed six canons because he did not know the essentials and entered the country slowly. Before the twelve positive veins and the eight veins of the Qi Jing were opened, each pass represented a small realm, although there was no world of difference between the upper and lower levels, but it could also be absolutely suppressed in terms of strength, let alone so many realms. Although Yi Chen's physique has been transformed by the wheel of fate and is far beyond ordinary people, he has no bottom in his heart how strong he is, and it is the first time he has faced such a fierce opponent, if he is not careful, he may lose his life.

Pointing to the overturned wooden bed, Wang Qian grinned, "Boy, you're pretty fast." Now you kneel in front of Lao Tzu and admit your mistake and beg for mercy, grandpa, I may spare your life, otherwise, hum ......"

Yi Chen focused his attention on Wang Qian, carefully looking for Wang Qi's weaknesses, and suddenly the whole world became slow, Wang Qian seemed to be infinitely magnified, and Yi Chen could clearly perceive the trajectory of the spiritual power in his body. Suddenly, the spiritual power accelerated and flowed into the legs along the meridians, and the spiritual power condensed into a giant hammer, kicking it like a meteor.

Yi Chen didn't dare to take it hard, so he retreated, and the wooden bed in front of him was shattered.

"Hmph" Wang Qian sneered, and the whole person flew out diagonally three feet from the ground, kicking his legs in a row, and the shadow of his legs appeared in mid-air.

"Netherworld Ghost Legs, Yellow Order Advanced Technique, used by opponents who are so much weaker than him, if you want to kill him?"

Yi Chen took the dragon step to the extreme, rushing left and right, but he couldn't break out of the shrouded range of the leg shadow, and he couldn't dodge it horizontally and vertically, so he simply fought it. Thinking with his heart, the five elements qi gathering array on Yi Chen's chest quietly operated, and a breeze was generated in the hall out of thin air, rotating around Yi Chen, and the spiritual power carried in the wind was transmitted to his arms through Yi Chen's acupuncture points.

Yi Chen let out a loud shout, and used a move to raise fire to the sky, and the red spiritual power jumped on Yi Chen's arm like a flame, facing the shadow of his legs in the sky.

"Spiritual power transformed", the crowd erupted into a bigger exclamation.

Wang Qi was also a little surprised, even he couldn't do it to this extent, this kid's cultivation was obviously so much weaker than himself, how could he do it, "It must be a trick, since this is the case, let you see, what is the gap in cultivation." ”

Wang Qi's legs merged into one, and his right leg suddenly doubled, carrying the power of Wan Jun and slamming towards Yi Chen.

With a loud bang, the red spiritual power barrier spread out like a spark, and the ground under Yi Chen's feet appeared in a circular crack, Yi Chen snorted and threw it out seven or eight meters, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Wang Qi was also bounced back in the air, his trouser legs were shattered, his hair was scattered, he looked like a ghost, and he screamed at Chao Yichen in his mouth and rushed over.

Yi Chen didn't have time to accumulate spiritual power, he couldn't dodge for a while, he was kicked in the middle, smashed into the wall like a cannonball, and then slid to the ground, spewing out a rain of blood.

Yi Chen tried to get up, but he moved slightly, his whole body hurt and he couldn't move at all. He knew that he was in big trouble, and he had broken two ribs, and this kind of injury would not be repaired in a while.