Walking into the magnificent round arched gate of Tianhan Palace, Yingtian saw exotic characteristic buildings everywhere.

These magnificent buildings are exquisite works of art that combine traditional ground brick joints with modern finishing techniques. Some have domes, some have spherical bodies, and some have high spires that shine like golden crowns.

There are more hollow doors and windows around and the decoration of flowers and plants, which makes people stop and take a closer look and linger.

The three young men and women followed Leng Yubing into a huge hall with resplendent gold, and Yingtian saw a female warrior with a powerful aura sitting on the throne of the palace master, and more than twenty people sitting on the left and right sides. Among the people here, most of them were great grandmasters and martial artists!

Standing behind these great grandmasters, there were also many grandmasters and a few innate powerhouses.

Yingtian muttered in his heart, could it be that something big happened in the Tianhan Palace? However, they didn't seem nervous, and there was no sign of panic.

He shook his head lightly and stood in the center of the hall at Leng Yubing's signal.

Master Yu Bing nodded lightly to the palace master and sat down at the bottom left. Zhihan and Xuanzhu walked over silently and stood behind the master.

Leng Yuran, the palace master of Tianhan Palace, who was nearly 50 years old as a great grandmaster, was looking at Yingtian with great interest, and asked with a smile: "You are Tang Yingtian, right?" Sure enough, he is talented and talented! ”

As soon as the palace master's words landed, the people below whispered.

In particular, a dignified, arrogant young man sitting in the center of the lower right had a disdainful expression on his face. Several people behind him were chattering and arguing, all looking indignant.

At this time, Yingtian stood up straight, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The palace master has won the award, I am just a grain of mortal dust who admires the Tianhan Palace." "The palace master's praise that seems to come from the bottom of his heart is completely pulling hatred for himself.

Leng Yuran bowed slightly with satisfaction, and continued to ask: "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, what is the matter with you coming to the Tianhan Palace today?" ”

Yingtian replied: "Palace Master, I want to learn from the master, and I also want to seek the help of the Tianhan Palace. "He already knows the rules of the Tianhan Palace for accepting apprentices, and he can't repeat his request to worship Leng Yubing as a teacher.

If he wants to achieve the strategic goal of attacking from afar, he must of course be modest and cautious to avoid causing contradictions.

"You say you can worship the teacher? The Tianhan Palace is not something that any cat or dog can enter. The young man in his 30s, who was a grandmaster, shouted, and the attendants behind him also began to heckle.

Yingtian took a seat according to the information provided by Hongling, and knew that the martial artist of this half-step great master was Leng Xuanyu, the true disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Tianhan Palace.

Leng Xuansu, who was sitting on the lower right side of the hall with a tiger's back but honest, was Leng Xuanyu's senior brother and an ordinary disciple of the second layer of the great grandmaster of the Taishang Elder.

Even if he is also a half-step great grandmaster, Leng Xuanyu, a disciple of the top second-level force true inheritance, is indeed better qualified and stronger than Wu Tianhao.

While Yingtian affirmed him in his heart, he also secretly sighed for the rich resources of the great sect, such as teachers, materials, and martial arts.

At this time, Leng Yubing said with a straight face: "Xuan Yu, you shouldn't talk like this to Yingtian. "For the true disciples of Elder Taishang, I still have to give some face. Otherwise, she would have reprimanded her severely.

"What's so great about him, is there a problem with me saying that?" Leng Xuan said stiffly. He saw that Yingtian was still smiling, as if he saw a golden and jade brother who was defeated among them.

Leng Yubing glanced at him and said coldly: "You can prove it in person and see if he is a vase." "The meeting hall of the Heavenly Cold Palace is spacious enough, and proper discussions are not in the way.

Leng Xuanyu's eyes froze, no matter whether the Great Elder was agitating himself or not, he stood up with a "hoof", he couldn't lose his prestige in front of everyone.

Especially under the witness of the Great Elder's personal disciples, he must show his heroic and powerful side.

"This little brother, can you take the battle?" Leng Xuanyu stepped forward in a few steps, and his breath was bigger than his strength. He didn't believe that a young man had much ability, and if he could fight, he would be considered courageous.

Yingtian smiled slightly and whispered, "You'd better let your senior brother come." "He's already very face-saving, speaking in a low voice, making sure most people can't hear him.

However, on the back of the huge screen behind the palace master, a gray-haired, energetic half-old man looked at him, thinking that he had misheard.

Then he leaned forward suddenly, carefully observing the strange boy and the course of events.

"Hehe, it's really a shame. A martial artist who has just entered the late stage of the grandmaster, has his eyes grown to the door of his head? Leng Xuanyu sneered, as if he had just heard the biggest joke in his life.

Yingtian sighed lightly: "The ignorant are fearless, so come on." ”

It seems that a person must speak with strength wherever he goes. Strength is the stepping stone to solving the problem! In this case, he wants to shock everyone in the Tianhan Palace, so that it will be conducive to the subsequent negotiations.

"Boom!" With a bang, the sword was unsheathed. Leng Xuanyu said proudly: "Show your weapon!" ”

Yingtian said flatly: "No, you can come to fight." ”

Ye Zhihan, who was standing behind Leng Yubing, became anxious, and it was difficult to make a sound when he opened his mouth several times, so he could only keep glancing at Ying Angel, reminding him not to fight with powerful opponents.

However, Zhihan's expression was not only seen by Yingtian, but also seen by many people on the other side.

Leng Xuanyu found that the little junior sister she admired actually cared so much about this kid, and she was immediately angry, and then she killed him with a long sword.

In comparison, his full force blow was more exaggerated and ferocious than Leng Xuanzhu's movements on the snowy mountain. The long sword came quickly, like a thunderbolt of lightning, and a cold sword was dazzling.

Seeing Leng Xuanyu's killing move, everyone exclaimed. Zhihan had already covered his mouth in horror, and the old man behind the screen shook his head helplessly.

Yingtian smiled coldly, stepped forward with a jump, fixed the bottom with a lunge, leaned forward with his upper body and poked out, and the "thunder-breaking style" of the yellow-level boxing method "Luofeng Fist" smashed strongly.

"Bang!" With a bang, Leng Xuanyu flew out like a sandbag, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, "Bang!" He slammed into the ground.

Everyone looked at Leng Xuanyu, who was curled up on the ground, moaning in pain, and at Tang Yingtian, who was standing upright, as if nothing had happened, and they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

Yingtian noticed that the old man behind the screen stood up "ho", as if he was shocked. He turned his head and smiled at Zhihan, signaling that he was fine.

"Whew!" With a bang, a figure jumped in front of him. Yingtian looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but smile: "Brother Xuansu, you are finally here." It is indeed righteous enough, and I salute you. After speaking, he clasped his hands into fists to express his respect.

Leng Xuansu said honestly: "You don't let your junior brother let him, he wants to save face." I see that you have the strength of a great grandmaster, so why don't I help him win it and make him feel better." ”

Yingtian said indifferently: "With your strength, you can win." ”

Leng Xuansu leaned his head over and kindly persuaded: "I've been breaking through to the Great Grandmaster for many years, I'll let you have fifty percent of your strength, right?" ”

Yingtian smiled and said, "Brother Xuansu, I appreciate your kindness." It's better to deal with it with all your might, otherwise I won't be willing to lose, and you won't be happy if you win. ”

Leng Xuansu nodded and agreed to his request very obediently. He's not stupid, he's just respecting the strong.

Otherwise, how could a person with clumsy talent cultivate to the realm of a great grandmaster? It's just that he lives a pure life and has no distractions.

Yingtian lowered his head and muttered, "Could it be that he is the pure martial artist that Jiang Tianxing said?" All your life is only for martial arts, and you don't think anything else? No wonder he was accepted as a disciple by Elder Taishang. ”

"Xuan Su's martial arts roots may be a little worse than Leng Xuanyu's, but the creation of pure martial arts temperament is not comparable to that true disciple."

In fact, the temperament of a pure martial artist is not another kind of roots. It is also very possible to highlight the length of one root and make up for the shortness of another hidden root, so that the hidden will be explicit, and the mediocrity will become excellent.

What's more, Leng Xuansu's martial arts talent is not mediocre at all. In the long run, his achievements in martial arts are very likely to surpass Leng Xuanyu.

Yingtian silently sighed, how important a person's heart and acquired efforts are, no worse than a person who can root the innate manifestness. In the future development, there will even be more than that.