Eric and Huang Yifei provided more detailed information, and Chen De felt that the news of the two was more reliable.

Yao Jinhu didn't say much, but his words were basically to the point.

Chen De, Huang Yifei and Yao Jinhu have all fought each other, and they don't know each other.

After a few days of busy work, Chen De basically completed his set goal.

According to the information that Chen De has mastered, among the new disciples of the Heavenly Scar Palace, there are about these who have the strength to enter the top eight: Guo Xuanliang, Mei Yifang, Ruan Xing, MacDonald, Eric, Qian Lizhong, Qiu He, Sun Wenshan, Yao Jinhu, Liu Huawen, and Jiang Hanyan. Naturally, with Chen De's own one, there are at least twelve.

Among these people, Jiang Hanyan is a girl. There may be other friars who have the strength to make it to the top eight. But Chen De is relatively thin-skinned in front of the nuns, and he knows less about the situation of the friars.

When Chen De was busy inquiring about the strength of others, Chen De found that most of the eleven people were not as keen to understand the strength of their opponents as he was.

Or, they are more confident and can win without knowing the strength of their opponents.

Or, they have their own sources, and they don't need to inquire in person like Chen De, which is quite likely, and this is the case with young disciples with backgrounds and big forces.

It's also possible that they can't pull their faces down and ask around like he did.

Chen De guessed so wildly.

Having mastered what he should know, he went back to his previous mode of asceticism. However, Chen De specially sorted out the harvest of his challenges some time ago.

After analysis, Chen De understood one point, that is: because of his initial mastery of martial arts, he has a lot of room for improvement, so that he can continue to improve his martial arts in constant challenges.

Chen De poured a scoop of cold water on himself. I once thought that my martial arts talent was good, and I was a little proud, but I became a little humble again.

Constantly figure out martial arts moves and improve them.

After so many discussions, Chen De has another realization, that is: what suits him is the best.

Each person's height, skeleton size, and specific details of body structure are different, so different people should have their own corresponding skills for the same move.

If you find your best skill, you will be able to bring out the maximum power of this move.

To put it simply, it is the same, and to find the "difference" that suits you is to learn this trick in the real sense.

And finding the best "difference" is the culmination of this trick.

Invisibly, Chen De has entered a new realm of martial arts, that is, the realm of "realization".

Chen De, who was constantly figuring out, understood the saying that circulated among the martial artists: The master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual.

One of the true meanings of this sentence lies in this.

In the evening, at the best time for cultivation, with the assistance of Yiqi Dan and Qingyu Brew, Chen De meditates and practices Qi.

The rule of use of Qingyu brew is that the amount of drinking should not exceed two taels every three days.

And Chen De is not in a hurry to elevate his realm, he drinks a little more than one or two every three days.

Recently, some evening, the new disciples who lived around Chen De's house noticed a strange situation.

For about three days or so, at night, people rushed to the latrine and then rushed out of the latrine again.

The monk is in good health and has strong kidneys, and there is basically no one to pay respects at night, which makes people feel very strange.

One day, a disciple heard this movement again at night. couldn't help but poke his head out to see who it was, so that he skimmed Chen De's figure.

"It turned out to be a martial madman, I don't know what kind of madness he was messing with. As soon as the muttering fell, he smelled a disgusting stench because of the direction of the wind that night.

"Damn, it stinks!

After drinking the Qingyu brew, Chen De felt that his body was as light as a swallow, and his sensitivity and coordination increased.

In order to test whether it was just an illusion caused by psychological suggestion, he deliberately tried his own wind-chasing step.

He jumped up, about half a foot taller than before. Straight ahead, it was two feet away. Chen De was very satisfied.

The Yiqi Pill ran out.

Perhaps it is the purification effect of Qingyu brewing.

At the beginning, Chen De felt that the innate qi in his body was much thicker, and after a few nights, with a bang, Chen De's eight veins of the Qi Sutra were all dredged and entered the stage of warm recuperation.

Successfully promoted to the eighth floor.

However, then he felt that the amount of innate qi in his body did not increase, but slowly decreased.

However, the innate qi is more agile, and the use of the magic trick is more satisfying.

Moreover, the place where the innate air flow through feels more comfortable, and the sense is stronger.

This should be the purification effect of Qingyu Brew, Chen De nodded to himself.

During the day, Chen De sweated like rain with his own magic soldiers.

Once, he thought about practicing only one type of weapon, such as the Overlord Ring Sword or the Wind and Cloud Twelve. It's just that when he only practiced the Bahuan Sword for a few days, he no longer had the slight feeling of comfort and heartiness that came from his body after a day of martial arts.

Therefore, he made a miracle again, and practiced several weapons in turn as before.

If you let Mona know that he has changed his ways, but he has "corrected and returned to evil", I am afraid that he will be scolded.

After many days of hard training, Chen De became more and more familiar with several magic weapons in his opponent, and the feeling of being handy after getting up gradually increased.

The benefits of wearing a vestment have also been experienced by Chen De.

In the past, when he wore a disciple's uniform, the clothes on his body were often wet and dry, dry and wet, and the wet clothes were sticky and wet on his body, which was very uncomfortable.

However, when wearing the vestment, because of the sweat-removing array that comes with the vestment, the body is always dry and comfortable.

But this alone, Chen De, who loves to sweat, feels that it is worth the money.

The sweat-removing array that comes with this vestment has its own subtleties. Its sweat removal circle can automatically absorb the heat emitted by the wearer's body, and use this heat to drive the circle to work, and the sweat on the wearer's body will be volatilized in time.

The color of this inconspicuous vestment is similar to that of the new disciple's robe, which is in line with Chen De's dislike of publicity.

As the days passed, the start date of the grading competition was approaching. Chen De gradually adjusted his condition to the best.

The atmosphere gradually became solemn, and the new disciples were busy making their final preparations.

And the price of all kinds of applicable items has risen.

The Qi Boosting Pill, which is more expensive than the Yiqi Pill, has risen by 30%. When he was sparring with Chen De, Zhuang Xifei, who wanted to save face, swallowed this elixir.

Chen De listened to Zhang Zhiliang say: During this time, many disciples from other palaces went to the Heavenly Weapon Palace to change their weapons, and they basically wanted to buy magic soldiers, and the Heavenly Weapon Palace increased the price by two percent. The robes were relatively expensive, and there were relatively few disciples who could afford them, so the price increased by one percent.

The price of good wound medicine has also risen.

For Chen De, he felt that it was fortunate that he started earlier, and at that time, the price of these things had not increased.

This day finally came in the tension and anticipation of the new disciples.

The Tiantai Sect chose this day as a day in the autumn, and the autumn weather was crisp, which was very suitable for the competition between low-level disciples.

There were one hundred and sixty-nine disciples who entered the Heavenly Scar Palace in the same year as Chen De.

The rules set for this year are:

About 10 percent of the disciples can become A-level disciples, that is, the top 16; about 20 percent of the disciples can become B-level disciples, that is, the 17th to 48th; about 50 percent of the disciples will become C-level disciples, that is, the 49th to 128th; and the remaining disciples who are just over 20 percent are D-level, that is, miscellaneous servants, and these people will be ranked after the one hundred and twenty-eighth.

In other words, for this group of new disciples of the Heavenly Scar Palace, the most important thing is that they must score in the top one hundred and twenty-eight in the ranking competition, otherwise the path of cultivation will be cut off, unless a miracle occurs.

On the day of the start of the grading competition, Chen De packed up his whole body and went to the martial arts training ground in high spirits, and the competition site was set up there.

Along the way, Chen De kept meeting new disciples who also went to the martial arts training ground like him.

The expressions of the new disciples varied.

Some people are relaxed and confident. It is estimated that he is a disciple of superior strength.

Some people are worried, and they probably estimate that their strength is between Bing and Ding, so they are very uneasy.

Some people look like they don't care, such a disciple probably expects that he will be between B and C, and the disciple of the second level is not very hopeful.

There are also a few who look desperate and have to go again. Such disciples are those who have very poor cultivation qualifications and poor fighting talents. The reason why I didn't dare not go was because those who abstained, according to the rules, no matter how talented they were, were automatically classified as D.

As Chen De walked, he observed the expressions of the teenagers, and felt that it was very interesting, and said hello when he met the familiar.

And he himself, who has experienced the trials and tribulations of life and death, is naturally calm.

When I was about to arrive at the martial arts training ground, I already saw that there were twelve rings standing on the martial arts training ground.

At the entrance, there are two tables, and behind each table sit two senior brothers from the previous period. There are two trumpets on each table.

After the new disciple drew the number, he handed it over to the senior brother who was in charge of the horn on duty. Let him register his name and number.

Chen De took a look at it, and when he saw it, it was No. 99, and Chen De felt that it was good, which was a good sign.

Then hand it to the senior brother on duty. After reporting his name, the senior brother took a serious look at Chen De. Chen De was slightly surprised.

After receiving this errand, this senior brother naturally wanted to get to know this group of new disciples.

And Chen De went to the territory of the Heavenly Sword Palace to fight with his top disciples, and won a draw, and then was nicknamed "Martial Madness".

When this senior brother learned about these things, he had an impression of Chen De's name, and now when he sees a real person, he naturally has to take a look.

After registering, he said to Chen De: "You are Chen De, that martial madman?"

"Yes, I've seen Senior Brother. Chen De replied according to the number of courtesies.

"You drew good numbers, good luck!"

It's also rare, this senior brother and the other new disciples basically don't speak, just register the number, and actually wish Chen De good luck, which can be regarded as giving Chen De enough face.