Outside the five-storey Qiongtai of Yujing Mountain is an empty square, thousands of zhang long, and the ground is composed of the hardest rock in the world, which looks like a white porcelain bowl, which can reflect the figure of a person.

Shen Yu and Yan Shigu looked down at the bottom, Li Wushu was fighting with Li Fugui.

In terms of realm strength, it is natural for Li Fugui to crush Li Wuving, but the former naturally knows the severity, this is the imperial capital after all, plus Li Wuving has a few heavy treasures in the palace around him, Li Wuving is even more unlikely to use all his strength, and for a while, the two of them actually fought back and forth, which looked quite exciting.

Shen Yu looked at Li Fugui, who was a lot fatter than a few years ago, and thought that he had really grown up, and he was no longer the little fool who was scared when he heard the word woman.

There was also a faint murmur of two people in the air.

"Fool yourself, what kind of man is a good man with some magic weapons!"

"This princess is a little girl, if you can't win, admit it, this girl can spare your life!"

"Bah, bah! Look at the moves! Watch my demons dance."

"Childish, look at my cloak swordsmanship!"

The two of you are a sentence and I are fighting.

Shen Yu quietly stared down, not knowing what he was looking at.

Yan Shigu was curious and said, "Can you still see such a distance now?"

Shen Yu's cultivation is now completely lost, and logically speaking, he will no longer have a cultivator's body, including the perception of heaven and earth.

Shen Yu said, "Heart Eye."

Yan Shigu suddenly realized and nodded.

Suddenly, Yan Shigu looked into the distance, and a white dove flew over from a distance, grabbing a condensed light between his claws.

Then the white dove fell into the pavilion, the brilliance turned into characters, and then flew into Yan Shigu's eyebrows.

After a moment, Yan Shigu's brows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Yu saw the word Qingcheng in the brilliance of those few words, so he asked, "What?"

"People from Qingcheng Mountain."

Yan Shigu pondered for a while, showed a helpless smile, and said, "That Qingcheng Mountain disciple Wei Boyang said that he wanted to challenge you."

...

Outside the Imperial Capital Academy, in the gatehouse where Shen Yu had stayed, a young man in luxurious clothes stood there quietly, a huge scar from the corner of his left mouth to the corner of his right eye, which was eye-catching, and at the same time there was a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a small dark red sword jumping up and down on the tip of his right finger.

Countless eyes that were secretly looking at it gathered here, and when they recognized who this person was, their faces showed a body of consternation.

"I've said it many times, I'm here to find Shen Yu, he is now the head disciple of the Dao Sect, so naturally he wants to fight with me."

"Why didn't he come out? Yu Wenwen and Fang Hate both fought me at the beginning, could it be that Shen Yu is not as good as the two of them?"

"Hehe, I don't care, if you want to refuse, let him come out and tell me in person, so I'll let go, otherwise I'll come here every day."

Wei Boyang's voice kept ringing in front of the gate of the academy, and the volume was slightly raised, just enough for all the surrounding onlookers to hear.

Sure enough, those people changed their faces when they heard this, and then they talked about it, believing that tomorrow, the news of Wei Boyang's challenge to Daoist Shen Yu from Qingcheng Mountain would spread throughout the entire imperial capital.

When a respected gentleman in front of the academy heard this, he also shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, "Young Master Shen Yu is resting in the academy now, I don't know if he wants us to do so, I'm afraid you will have to wait here for a long time."

Wei Boyang smiled and said, "It's okay, I just live in an inn on the street outside, and I come to ask every day."

Many residents of the imperial capital couldn't help but roll their eyes when they saw Wei Boyang being such a scoundrel.

In a way, the Academy in the Holy Land can be said to be the best way to speak, as long as you don't exceed the rules, even if you stalk the other party, it is impossible to do anything to you.

And Wei Boyang naturally grasped this point to dare to be so presumptuous.

"As long as you don't disturb the normal classes of the college, then it's up to you." The gentleman sighed and turned to leave.

In addition to what everyone in the audience thought, this gentleman who stayed in the academy all the year round knew the trickiness of Wei Boyang's identity, so he was unwilling to entangle more.

When Wei Boyang saw this scene, he stopped talking for the first time, just stood quietly in place, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the sky lazily.

"You... Are you the great cultivator who claims to be invincible under the Upper Three Realms?" A timid voice sounded, a boy of about five or six years old, his face was red, and his clear eyes were full of admiration.

Wei Boyang raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, I am!"

...

Yujing Mountain Qiongtai Pavilion.

Yan Shigu raised his right hand lightly and put away the flowing ink painting in mid-air.

Li Fugui rolled his eyes and scolded, "Who is this kid? So arrogant, sir, or I'll clean him up!"

Li Wudi rolled his eyes and said, "Little brother, others are the number one in the upper three realms, you are a fart, you want me to see me clean up and he is almost the same!"

Li Fugui puffed out his mouth and glanced at Li Wudi, who immediately kicked back, so he immediately became less powerful and didn't speak.

In the previous duel, he lost to Li Wushu by one move, and according to the agreement, even if he is a junior brother at this moment, he is still the kind that serves tea and water.

However, a manly husband, Li Fugui thought to himself that he was a man who had a good word, and he had no intention of repenting.

Yan Shigu was silent for a while, and then said to Shen Yu, "This kind of thing is very common, but it seems that your luck is not very good."

The first half of the sentence means that the disciples of the Taoist Sect will naturally be challenged by many challenges when they go out of the mountain and enter the world, and Qingcheng Mountain is a major sect of the Daoist sect that has risen in recent years, and Wei Boyang is a figure that cannot be ignored among the young disciples, and the battle mentioned is almost inevitable.

The meaning of the second half of the sentence is naturally Shen Yu's current miserable situation, not to mention Wei Boyang, even if it is any cultivator, it is difficult to deal with it.

Shen Yu raised his head slightly, still looking at the place where the previous image remained, a little serious, and asked after a while, "Qingcheng Wei Boyang, what is the Lingyun list?"

Yan Shigu said calmly, "It's fifth now, and it seems that it surpassed Yao Chi He Pianpian and Lingyin Temple Hui Ke not long ago."

Shen Yu was silent.

The top three on the Lingyun list are unknown, and the fourth, fifth and sixth are occupied by Wan Jianyi, Hui Ke, and He Pianpian all year round.

And Qingcheng Wei Boyang was born again after many years of retreat, and directly rushed to the top five, this kind of combat power is indeed very powerful.

"I'll contact the Dao Sect and let the Dao Sect disciples come and push this competition forward."

Yan Shigu thought about it and made the safest way at this moment.

Wei Boyang's previous actions obviously wanted to spread this matter to the entire imperial capital, forcing Shen Yu to fight, even if he didn't succeed in the end, but if Shen Yu really went out and admitted in person that he wouldn't fight, then in the eyes of the world, the momentum of the Dao Sect would naturally be a little weaker.

In any case, it is a no-lose thing.

"Not necessarily."

Shen Yu shook his head directly and said, "Fight."