"Due to the serious injury of the champion Zhou Yang, the competitive competition was suspended for three days. Three days later, it will be held as usual, and everyone will disperse. ”

Zhang Qingruo looked at the group of passionate little calves in the audience with deep meaning, and said the words that everyone was looking forward to, and then picked up Zhou Yang and shot towards the back hall of the Wu Palace, leaving only a group of disciples who looked at each other, like riding a roller coaster, to spend a different kind of exciting morning.

"It's good, you can hold on to it so far, it's good. In a room in the back hall of the Martial Palace, Zhang Qing looked at Zhou Yang with a smile, he was becoming more and more satisfied with this disciple of the Martial Palace. Although Zhou Yang was not his personal disciple, from the day of the entrance test, Zhou Yang was discovered by him, and he was very pleased to have achieved such an achievement.

To be honest, even he didn't realize that Zhou Yang would reach the seventh level of qi refining so quickly. In the common concept, with Zhou Yang's inferior qualifications and lifelong achievements, it will be heaven to reach the sixth layer of qi refining, and on the day when Shou Yuan Lao goes, there will be no chance of breaking through the seventh layer of qi refining, not to mention that the boy who is only sixteen or seventeen years old will break through in an infinitely dangerous environment under double pressure in battle.

Zhang Qing didn't give Zhou Yang a chance to refute at all, and stuffed a pill with a strong medicinal fragrance in his arms into his mouth, with a tone completely different from usual, and said earnestly: "Child, it's very good to be unyielding in the face of a powerful enemy. However, if you don't have absolute strength, why don't you bend around and stay in the green mountains, not afraid of running out of firewood, as long as you still have life, why worry about not having a chance to take revenge? Just like just now, if this seat didn't arrive in time, wouldn't you face the danger of your life? ”

Zhou Yang pill into the abdomen, felt a strong warm current burning in the abdomen, this warm current turned into a hard-working male ant, quickly repairing the injuries in his body, under the powerful medicinal power, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, his mental state was also better, and he was no longer like the wooden flute just now.

When he heard Zhang Qing's words, he muttered regardless of his injuries: "I also know the truth of enduring humiliation, but I just can't do it." Even if I die to pieces, I am willing to fight, with my blood, why not fight for a bright future!"

Although his voice was not loud, it contained an irrefutable momentum, and his tone was even more categorical.

"Good, good!"

A wild laugh came out of Zhang Qing's mouth.

"Hahahaha...... I knew that this kid of yours is this character, fuck, I didn't say those words just now. How's that, old fellow, I've won. ”

Zhou Yang was baffled by this wild laughter, listening to Zhang Qing's tone as if he was not talking to him, he turned his head to look around, the room was empty, and he was about to ask for an understanding, when a gray figure came like smoke, and the figure had a strong smell of medicinal herbs, which made people smell infinitely comfortable.

"Elder Sun. ”

This person is not Elder Sun of the Alchemy Hall, and who is it.

Sun Hongli ignored Zhang Qing with a smug face, just now the two made a bet on whether Zhou Yang, this kid, would listen to Zhang Qing's persuasion, and sure enough, the mad tiger Zhou Yang showed his crazy side, and would rather die than give in, for this reason, Zhang Qing won a few precious pills from the Alchemy Hall.

Sun Hong said angrily: "Look at your one, no matter how crazy you are, the old man's elixir will be gone." ”

"Don't, old fellow, if you dare to be greedy for the Tiandan that Zhang won by betting to win, see if I don't throw the Dan furnace of your Alchemy Hall into the sea to feed the fish. Sun Lao'er, let's see how Xiao Zhouyang's injuries are, I don't want to see this kid leave a descendant. ”

When Sun Hong heard this, he nodded frequently, and he didn't argue with Zhang Qing anymore, he stretched out his middle finger, took Zhou Yang's pulse, felt the rhythm of his blood beating, melted for a while, and then opened his eyes and exclaimed: "It's such a strong recovery ability, and it's not in vain for the old man to return to Yang Pill." Just a few more days of rest, and it will be a lively calf again. ”

Zhou Yang had just advanced to the seventh layer of qi refining, because he was forcibly rushing through the level, after the qi and blood in his body reached the blood exchange realm, the hematopoietic function could not keep up with the speed of loss just now, and he was slightly weak, but a pill of Huiyang Pill added a large amount of qi and blood to him, plus the ability of the Death Divine Technique to repair injuries, so that his current qi and blood were like mercury, and his body exuded a huge amount of pure yang qi, which was much stronger than many normal martial artists.

"So, this kid is really fine, can he really continue to compete in a few days?" Zhang Qing blinked, stared at Sun Hong and said meaningfully, "Could it be that he doesn't need some pills to make up for his current situation?"

"You old boy, you know the elixir of the greedy old man. Don't you still believe in the old man's medical skills? Don't think that the old man really cherishes those few pills, a martial artist of his age should cultivate step by step in a down-to-earth manner. If you rely on the elixir to improve, there will always be a certain amount of toxins accumulated in the body, and when the time comes, it will hinder your future advancement. Others don't know, don't you old boy know, don't you forget why the people there repeatedly send people to this bitter cold land to build a foundation? ”

When Sun Hong said this, he glanced at Zhou Yang vigilantly and hurriedly stopped.

"The Land of Bitter Cold?"

This is the second time Zhou Yang has heard this sentence, the first time it came from Qing Feng's mouth, and now it has appeared in Elder Sun's mouth, it seems that the continent in his mind and the continent in the eyes of Elder Sun and other innate cultivators are completely different concepts.

However, he didn't have a chance to ask, Zhang Qing saw that his face was different, and he also understood that what he said just now made Zhou Yang suspicious, and when he couldn't explain it now, the top priority was to dodge.

Therefore, Zhang Qing hurriedly took out a silk book from his arms, stuffed it into Zhou Yang's arms, shook his head lightly, and said quickly: "You are the disciple of the bloody hand butcher Zhu Lang's demonic disciple, you must be taught by him personally, and Elder Ben naturally has nothing to teach." This book "True Explanation of Kendo" is some of Elder's perceptions of kendo, you can go back and experience it. In the past few days, you kid said that you should stay at home, recuperate, and cultivate steadily. Three days later, Elder Ben still wants to see you standing in the arena as a victor. A month, not a month, don't want to escape the arena as the champion. Let's go, Elder Ben will give you a ride. ”

Saying that, he didn't give Zhou Yang a chance to refuse, but with a sigh, he disappeared into the back hall of the Martial Palace with him, and ran towards Zhou Yang's residence in Fengle City.

Zhou Yang was held in Zhang Qing's hands, and he was secretly aggrieved in his heart, saying that he was Zhu Lang's disciple, as if he had obtained a great inheritance, but in fact, this was his great resentment. During his three years in the Green Dragon Palace, the only sword skill that Zhu Lang taught him was the Eight Slashes of the Dragon on the Rotten Street.

At the time, I thought this style of sword technique was a profound exercise, but I didn't know that it was just a yellow-level exercise that did not enter the stream. The rest of the time, Zhu Lang only instructed him to practice the basic exercises one by one, and then did not instruct him to make a move and a half, how can he pass it on?

It's a pity that since the bloody butcher Zhu Lang left, there has been no trace of him, so he has no place to complain.