Obviously, the people who infiltrated the quadruple courtyard last night were either targeting Xia Zhizhou or Ning Chuhan.

After lurking in the dark for more than four months, some forces finally couldn't hold back and were ready to move.

Although the Seven Shaking Sect is powerful, for the disciples at each level in the sect, the energy allocated is a certain amount, and the protection of the outer disciples is obviously even weaker.

The wind and rain are coming from afar, but Wang Yue can only rely on himself.

Wang Yue washed up briefly, then went out early and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read the classics.

After yesterday's battle with Guang Han, Wang Yue always felt that the powerful vajra claw he cultivated was a little flawed.

But where the flaws are, and which moves are problematic, Wang Yue can't say.

Therefore, Wang Yue came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, hoping to find a technique that he could learn from in the vast claw technique of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so as to make a breakthrough.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, Elder Li sat boredly on the rattan chair. It was early in the morning, and Elder Li seemed to be in good spirits from afar.

But then, when he inadvertently looked at Wang Yue, his spirit was not good, and he immediately yawned in front of Wang Yue, and then lay down directly on the rattan chair and fell asleep.

After that, when Wang Yue walked by the rattan chair, he even heard Elder Li's loud snoring.

"This old fox!" Wang Yue thought hatefully.

Obviously, Elder Li himself knew that what he did last night was a bit unkind, so he had a ghost in his heart, and when he saw Wang Yue, he immediately felt weak, and hurriedly pretended to fall asleep with superb acting skills.

After entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Yue didn't say a word, and walked towards the bookshelf where a large number of claw techniques were placed. For the whole morning, he was immersed in a thousand strange claw techniques and couldn't extricate himself.

"No, the more I look, the more doubts I have. Referring to other methods of breaking through the claw trick will not work......"

Wang Yue clearly felt that there was a new world in front of him, and he was only separated from it by a layer of window paper.

Once he broke through, Wang Yue's understanding of the Mighty Vajra Claw would immediately advance to a height that everyone was far beyond reach.

As for how high this height is, Wang Yue doesn't know for the time being, but there is no doubt that in the face of a strong person in the same realm, Wang Yue has absolute confidence, and with a single claw, he can kill it in seconds!

But unfortunately, this thin layer of window paper, no matter how hard Wang Yue tried, could not pierce it.

"Maybe the opportunity hasn't come......"

Wang Yue shook his head slightly, closed the exercise cheats in his hand, inserted them back into the bookshelf, and turned away with a little regret.

On the way out of the pavilion, Wang Yue ran into Ning Chuhan again.

This morning, Ning Chuhan got up early before dawn as usual, and came to the Scripture Pavilion one step ahead of Wang Yue.

This time, he still held a thick stack of sword scriptures in his arms and walked towards the desk in the corner of the hall.

It seems that Ning Chuhan is going to read the exercise cheats for a whole day in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion again.

Seeing this, Wang Yue shook his head slightly, and wanted to turn around and leave: "Heaven is really unfair!"

Ning Chuhan's level of effort may not be the highest among the disciples of the Seven Shaking Sect, but it is definitely not much worse.

During the day, he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read the classics, and at night he had to practice his sword until late at night, and then dragged his tired body to rest. The daily sleep time is even more pitiful, only two hours.

But it's a pity that even if Ning Chuhan worked so hard, and even tried hard to cough up blood every day, his cultivation was still pitifully low at the peak of the fifth level of martial arts, and since he started, he hadn't even been able to rise a bit.

It can be said that Ning Chuhan's cultivation talent is outrageously low. It can even be said that martial arts cultivation is not something that Ning Chuhan should touch at all!

"Nine Explosive Sword, Supreme Strength, Crazy Magic, Demon Elephant Secret Archive...... What kind of books are Ning Chuhan reading?!......"

Wang Yue and Ning Chuhan passed by, and after seeing the classics in the latter's arms clearly, his heart suddenly burst.

Obviously, after Ning Chuhan had not made progress in his cultivation for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back his thirst for power and was about to start taking the crooked path!

"No, it's easy to go mad with such a chaotic cultivation, you have to remind him!"

Wang Yue thought so in his heart, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he looked at Ning Chuhan's unusually determined gaze, and finally didn't say anything and walked away.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't force them.

Out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Yue went straight to the practice ground.

Yesterday, Wang Yue not only defeated Guang Hanzhi, but also beat Ning Chu bitterly, and the relationship with the Sword Pavilion was getting stiffer and stiffer.

Wang Yue didn't care much about this, he had the means to deal with it.

What he was worried about was that Ning Chuxin couldn't help himself, and instead vented his anger on Zhang Shuyi and Zhang Yishui, which would not be good.

Therefore, Wang Yue came to the practice ground to check the list.

If there is really any abnormality, Wang Yue can naturally know about it as soon as possible in the column of the Thousand Grass List.

"Whew! Fortunately, Ning Chuxin didn't bother with them!"

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, the record at the bottom of the Zhang sisters' names is still stuck on the foot that trampled on Ning Chuxin a few days ago.

"Wang Yue, you made me wait so hard! Today is your death!"

At this moment, an incomparably familiar voice sounded behind Wang Yue.

Before Wang Yue could react, he felt the crowd suddenly fall silent, and then, the outer disciples standing beside him all quickly dispersed one by one, making a large open space around Wang Yue.

"What, Ning Chuxin, your skin is itchy again?

Wang Yue turned around and sneered. The person who made provocative remarks behind him was not Ning Chuxin, who else could there be?

Right now, Ning Chuxin's appearance is extremely pitiful.

I saw that his arms and legs were bandaged, and there were two crutches under his armpits, his face was gloomy, and he no longer had his previous elegant and chic posture, and he looked so embarrassed.

When Ning Chu heard this, he immediately glared at Wang Yue viciously: "Last time, I was careless and invited a waste, which gave you a chance." This time, I invited Senior Brother Wang Chongli, who ranked one hundred and two on the Thousand Grass List, to see if you could still turn out the flowers!"

Only then did Wang Yue notice that behind Ning Chuxin, there was a tall man with a unique momentum.

This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, short hair, dark skin, a cold light in his eyes, and a pair of iron boots on his feet, and it seems that all his kung fu is on his feet.

"You are Wang Yue, this year's top six all-rounders?

Wang Chongli raised his head proudly, although his name was Chongli, his attitude was savage, like a fierce beast, and he was obviously a person who did not abide by the law of etiquette.

Wang Yue responded lightly: "You were called by Ning Chuxin, are you playing tricks in front of me?"

When Wang Chongli heard this, his face sank: "Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you." Get in the ring!"

Before the words fell, Wang Chongli threw off his sleeve robe, turned around and walked towards the ring in the middle of the training ground.

Ning Chuxin immediately leaned on crutches and limped behind.

As if feeling the gaze staring at him from behind, Ning Chuxin stopped abruptly and turned his head viciously: "Wang Yue, the shame of yesterday, today I will let you repay it a hundred times!"

Wang Yue stepped up and raised his brows lazily: "Oh, then how are you going to let me repay it a hundred times?"

Ning Chuxin immediately raised his right fist weakly and waved it threateningly at Wang Yue:

"I'm not only going to break your arms and legs, but I'm going to break the bridge of your nose. When you see your head bleeding, will you still be able to laugh!"

After finishing speaking, Ning Chuxin took out a handful of spirit stones from his arms and raised them in front of Wang Yue proudly:

"Wang Yue, I know you like to rob, so this time I specially brought another twenty spirit stones over, can you rob me again? Later, I will let you rob and rob my Sword Pavilion disciples in the past few days, and spit them all out for me!"

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Yue to answer, Ning Chuxin turned around and left on crutches.

"This Ning Chuxin is really caring, give me whatever you want! When it's time to start the beating, it's better to start lightly!" Wang Yue saw the spirit stone, and immediately felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Then, he stepped up his pace, taking three steps and making two steps, and approached the ring.

It was noon, and it was the time for the outer disciples to practice martial arts, and the practice ground was naturally overcrowded.

Coupled with Ning Chuxin's deliberate momentum to save face, the onlookers under the ring actually doubled the number of viewers last night!

However, no matter how many people there were, Wang Yue was not afraid at all, but felt that the more people there were, the more refreshed it would be when he would beat Ning Chuxin.

Before Wang Yue stepped into the ring, he looked left and right, his eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw the disciple who was setting up a gambling stall. That disciple was still as obscene as last night, and the betting spirit stones piled up in front of him had already formed a small mountain.

Wang Yue didn't talk nonsense, and walked forward cleanly: "What are the odds today?"

The man immediately raised his head and smiled lewdly at Wang Yue: "Two to one, two to one." You two, Senior Brother Wang Chongli one!"

Wang Yue took out twenty spirit stones from his arms with a little disappointment: "Two to one, such a small odds? How can so many people have confidence in me? Everything is according to last night, or bet on me to win!"

Then, Wang Yue dropped the spirit stone, without saying a word, he went directly to the ring and rushed towards Wang Chongli cleanly.

"Good time!"

Wang Chongli shouted, his left foot slammed on the ground, the whole ring shook, and his right foot immediately kicked out with force, menacing, even if there was a hill in front of him, Wang Chongli had the confidence to kick it off!

At the other end, Wang Yue was also not to be outdone, and used the shadowless footwork to kick vertically.

However, unlike Wang Chongli's kick, Wang Yue's footwork is even more known for his speed, his feet are like the wind, and he kicks out a gray phantom in front of him!

"Look for death!"

On the side of the ring, Ning Chuxin let out a sneer, no one knew Wang Chongli's footwork better than him.

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