Early in the morning, Wang Yan woke up from his sleep.

"Sure enough...... As always, there is no progress......

Shaking his head, pulling his consciousness back from the battle between him and the master of the stone castle in the dream world, Wang Shen got up and went to the window, opened the window, and let the cold air of the winter morning pour into the room, washing away his still somewhat chaotic brain.

After a brief pause for a few seconds, he turned back to the side of the bed, and removed the pitch-black scabbard that hung on the wall from the wall at the head of the bed.

It's been a long time since the sun has been used, and today's battle is a showdown with a true grandmaster-level martial artist from the Wuji Martial Arts.

Just in case, Wang Ember decided to bring the hanging sun.

After gently wiping the sun, the phone rings.

When I got on the phone, it was my father's voice on the other side.

"Little Ash...... Daddy Wang Yuan's voice was a little slurred, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"Oh, get out of the way, I'll do it!" Mother's impatient voice sounded on the microphone, followed by the sound of grabbing the microphone, and then Mother's voice sounded: "Little Ash, Mom knows that you have always been proud, but, grandmaster-level martial artist, isn't that a big man of Commander Jiang's level?" Don't be impulsive, you go and talk to the leaders of the conference, cancel this competition, it's okay to lose some face, if you are injured, the gain will outweigh the loss!"

"Yes, brother, grandmaster-level martial artist, that is no longer comparable to ordinary people, brother, no matter how good your talent is, you are only eighteen years old this year, challenging a grandmaster-level martial artist, it is simply no different from sending him to death!" Wang Yuan's voice also sounded closely.

Their family, gathered in front of the TV yesterday, and after seeing that Wang Yan had really defeated the rest of the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion, the three of them cheered to the extreme.

However, when he heard that Wang Yan didn't plan to give up, he even went one step further and continued to challenge the grandmaster-level martial artists of the Wuji Martial Arts.

The three of them were no less than hearing a thunderbolt from the sky.

Mom and Dad have no culture, although they don't have any specific concepts about grandmaster-level martial artists, they just know that grandmaster-level martial artists are very powerful.

However, they knew Commander Jiang, and they knew that Commander Jiang was a real grandmaster-level martial artist.

In other words, what Wang Yan wants to challenge is a big man like Commander Jiang? Big enough to guard an entire province?

As soon as they thought of this, their family was not calm in an instant, originally the three of them wanted to call Wang Yan yesterday and persuade Wang Yan to give up, but after thinking about it, they still called Jiang Feng first.

Jiang Feng naturally knew Wang Yan's strength, so he was not worried about Wang Yan's safety at all, originally he was also worried that Wang Yan had abolished a student of the Wuji Martial Arts Gym before, and he would have a bad relationship with the Wuji Martial Arts Gym.

But after yesterday's battle, Wang Yan almost slapped the face of the Wuji Martial Arts Gym hard, and he had already completely formed a bond with the Wuji Martial Arts Gym, so there was no need to worry about this at this time.

Yesterday, Jiang Feng was not worried at all, but smiled and persuaded the three of them not to worry.

However, how could the three of them be able to put their minds down, and after thinking about it, they still called Wang Ember early in the morning, wanting to persuade Wang Ember to give up and put his own safety first.

Wang Yan quietly listened to the voice on the phone, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid, I won't take the initiative to go up and look for abuse." He replied calmly in a gentle voice, and after persuading the three of them for a while, he hung up the phone.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Jiang Feng's phone called again.

"Boy, you're getting a little impulsive." Jiang Feng's voice came.

He said that Wang Ember was impulsive, not because Wang Ember took the initiative to challenge a grandmaster-level martial artist.

It was because Wang Ember took the initiative to challenge a grandmaster-level martial artist of the Wuji Martial Arts Gym.

Although there is only a few words of difference, the meaning of it is very different.

"You may not have much idea about the power of the Infinite Martial Arts." Jiang Feng's serious voice came out of the microphone: "Wuji Martial Arts Gym is the only martial arts gym that can keep pace with the military department, its power is beyond your imagination, you know......

"Lao Jiang." Wang Yan's voice was a little low, and he directly interrupted Jiang Feng's words.

"When Tai Sui did those things, I and the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion were already on opposite sides."

"If I don't even dare to offend the Wuji Martial Arts, then what confidence will I have to face Luo Sheng in the future?"

What Wang Yan said made Jiang Feng on the other end of the phone startled.

From beginning to end, Wang Yan's goal was not just the Wuji Martial Arts Hall.

His ultimate goal is Luo Sheng!

It was Luo Sheng who single-handedly created the Tai Sui Society and indulged the Tai Sui and caused countless tragedies!

After a moment of silence, Jiang Feng on the other side of the phone finally sighed: "All in all, you should be careful yourself, the power of the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion is extraordinary, and it is not a good thing to offend the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion."

"The power of the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion is too great, even I don't dare to fight against it, you...... Be careful." He could only sigh in the end.

In fact, why didn't he want to be like Wang Yan, stand up without any scruples and vent the pent-up anger in his heart?

However, he did not dare and could not.

Sitting in the position of commander is doomed, and his every move must be carefully considered.

Otherwise, there is a risk of catastrophe.

"Don't worry, Lao Jiang, I have my own measure."

Obviously, it was Jiang Feng who called to ask Wang Yan, but in the end, it was Wang Yan who comforted Jiang Feng in turn.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Yan looked at the rising sun outside the window, got up and pushed the room open, and strode out.

He didn't eat, but ate a Bigu Dan brought from home, bathed in the morning sun, and strode in the direction of the martial arts arena.

There was no nervousness or fear in his heart, just a calm sea like the blue sea.

A grandmaster-level martial artist, perhaps a few months ago, was still an unattainable existence for Wang Yan.

A month ago, it was still an existence that Wang Ember couldn't match at all.

However, to this day, grandmaster-level martial artists, in front of Wang Yan, are just no different from ordinary martial artists.

For him, no matter what level of martial artist the Wuji Martial Arts Hall sent, unless it was a grandmaster-level martial artist at the command level like Jiang Feng.

But there are not many such grandmaster-level martial artists, even if they are Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion, with Luo Zong's identity and status, I am afraid it will be difficult to mobilize.

In addition to that kind of grandmaster-level martial artist, other grandmaster-level martial artists, in front of Wang Yan, there is only one result, and there is no second possibility.

On the martial arts field, it was already crowded.

The stands were full of spectators, and people came to the stands early and waited for them.

More than a hundred years ago, at the same martial arts conference in this heavy thunder mountain, Sikong Tianxiong, who was only a sophomore freshman, was not a martial saint who is now famous all over the world, but a high-spirited young man who had just won the crown of martial arts in the college entrance examination.

He was also as incredibly talented as Wang Yan, and he also made a request to challenge a grandmaster-level martial artist.

In the end, that battle ended with Sikong Tianxiong's victory, although Sikong Tianxiong's victory was not simple, but it still could not negate the strength of his talent.

And at that time, Sikong Tianxiong was not a grandmaster-level martial artist, but only a sixth-level martial artist, but he was only one step away from a grandmaster-level martial artist!

Now, more than a hundred years later, there is once again a young man who has just entered his freshman year, even younger than the Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint back then, standing on the venue of this martial arts conference, to challenge a grandmaster-level martial artist.

Can the history of that time be recreated?

The whole audience is pregnant at this moment

An inexplicable expectation, although they know that this possibility is very slim, but there is still an illusion as if they are about to be in history and witness the times.

It's just that the grandmaster-level martial artist in the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion is already in place, but Wang Ember has never appeared.

"What's going on? Wang Ember shouldn't have escaped, right?"

"Impossible! Didn't you see Wang Yan's performance yesterday? His voice didn't tremble at all, it was clear that he didn't have the slightest fear of today's battle, how could he escape from the battle!"

"Then why hasn't he come yet? There are only two minutes left before the time set by the martial arts tournament, and he hasn't shown up yet?"

"Maybe it's just that something is delaying......

There were already whispers in the stands.

"Hmph, this kid named Wang Ash, shouldn't he be really scared and run away?"

The grandmaster-level martial artist in the martial arts arena snorted coldly at this moment, he didn't have too many thoughts about helping his fellow sect to avenge, just because this matter was related to the face of the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion, and naturally it was related to his face.

Seeing that Wang Yan hadn't appeared yet, he couldn't help but sneer.

This Wang Ember wants to be famous and crazy, right?

Do you still want to be like the Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint back then, relying on challenging a grandmaster-level martial artist to become famous in one battle?

Are you kidding?

In the past three hundred years of Great Xia, there has been such a Heavenly Heroic Saint.

What kind of thing are you? is also worthy of being compared with Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint?

Even if it is the Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint, it was only in the second year of college that he achieved such a feat.

Why are you?

And just as this thought in his heart had just come to him, he suddenly heard a noise in his ears suddenly cleared.

Immediately, above the horizon in the distance, a figure bathed in the glow, carrying a sword case, as if wearing a layer of glow armor, strode forward.