[Chapter Word Count:3110 Last Updated:2015-04-2710:02:11.0]

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot!"

Ye Chuan patted his head and suddenly remembered.

The Cloud Mist Sect has a rule that disciples can challenge each other every five days, and no one is allowed to refuse the challenge of others, and those who violate the order are expelled from the mountain gate.

The winner can add points, the higher the score, the higher the Yulu, and if you lose, you will deduct points, and if you lose too badly, you can't even get a copper plate, let alone receive treasures and pills. The stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker, this rule seems a bit ruthless, but in fact it is of great significance, inspiring generations of disciples to practice hard. In the past, Ye Chuan had rarely had contact with people in Ziyun Peak's perennial retreat, and he had been missing in the mountains for three months, so he had almost forgotten this rule.

"Surname Jin?hmm, this brother, are you the grandson of the master of the Alchemy Hall Golden Hall?That is the genius of the sect who is rumored to have broken through to the seventh level of martial arts at the age of eleven and cultivated to the first level of the cultivator at the age of fourteen?" Ye Chuan glanced up and down at the young man in the green robe.

Hearing Ye Chuan say this, Jin Hua, a young man in a green robe, snorted arrogantly, "Exactly, I am Jinhua." ”

"Yes, he is a genius. However, senior brother, I specialize in beating geniuses, no matter who it is, as long as it violates the laws of the sect, it will be spanked, and I will be honest in the future. Ye Chuan was full of praise just now, and in the blink of an eye, when he heard a sentence, the young man in the green robe, Jin Hua's face turned red, and he was about to make a move, he was furious, and took a step forward viciously.

Pretend, continue to pretend, continue to be crazy, see how crazy you can be! Zhu Sijia also took a step forward, murderous, and the entourage of the two also leaned forward and surrounded Ye Chuan.

"Senior Brother Jinhua, let me come! Boy, choose me!"

"Miss, I'm coming! Boy, choose me, let me teach you a lesson for Miss!"

......

People were gossiping, staring at Ye Chuan viciously, and the people's feelings were surging. In that way, it seems that Ye Chuan has done some unseemly atrocities, and wants to join forces to tear him to pieces.

There are many people with great strength, and the herd mentality makes Zhao Dazhi, the little fat man who was originally dodging, also rushed forward and waved his fist at Ye Chuan. The butt is still hurting, and I don't dare to really do it, so I can take the opportunity to scold Ye Chuan a few words to relieve my hatred.

The little fat man scolded loudly and hard, louder than anyone else.

According to the rules of the sect, the challenge is held every five days, and no one is allowed to avoid the battle, but they can only fight one. Challenging Ye Chuan, not only can he show his face in front of the eldest lady Zhu Sijia and Jinhua, show his strength and loyalty to them, but also take the opportunity to earn points on Ye Chuan, how can he miss such an opportunity?

People scrambled to be the first, and their eyes gradually became hot.

"Shut up, are you tired of itching your ass?"

Ye Chuan snorted coldly, covering people's voices, and his gaze swept coldly over people's faces. In an instant, everyone's hearts trembled, and there was a feeling of panic.

The high-spirited Zhu Sijia suddenly had the feeling that Ye Chuan had returned from the Valley of the Buried Gods and the two met at the foot of the mountain. Ye Chuan's eyes made her tremble, she had never felt such coercion in several elders.

Fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment, and it quickly disappeared. Ye Chuan smiled evilly, looking embarrassed, as if he didn't know which gem to grab when he entered Baoshan, and said, "You are all geniuses of our Cloud Mist Sect, well, who should you choose?"

"Boy, you can really pretend!Choose me, if you win, I'll move to Ziyun Peak to be your assistant!" Looking at Ye Chuan, who was still smiling evilly, Zhu Sijia hated it so much. Illusion, it must be an illusion just now, how can a mere mortal martial artist have any ability?

"No, choose me!"

Jinhua took a step forward again and said coldly: "Boy, I only use one hand, if you win, I will seriously call you senior brother in the future." If anyone doesn't call you Senior Brother, I'll help you beat him!"

"Not bad, good idea!" Ye Chuan nodded, his tone changed, "However, there are too many people with itchy butts, I can't be partial to teach you only one." Well, to be fair, let's make a game. Whoever the broom hits after it falls on the ground will play. ”

Ye Chuan raised the broom on his shoulder, Zhu Sijia and Jinhua looked at each other, and led the people to retreat a few steps. It's okay to let Ye Chuan lose his heart and mouth. None of the people present were weak, and the worst was also a martial artist Liuzhong, who was much more powerful than Ye Chuan, and anyone could beat him half to death.

Ye Chuan's wrist was forced, and the broom was thrown high, and it fell to the ground with a snap.

Zhao Dazhi, the little fat man who was still muttering and scolding in his mouth, his eyes lit up, and then he cried with a sad face. The broom that fell on the ground was impartial and pointed at him, so many people didn't choose, Ye Chuan just chose him.

The fat man Zhao Dazhi had a feeling of winning the lottery, but he couldn't be happy when he touched the scars on his buttocks. Ye Chuan's broom has already left a shadow in his heart.

"Fatty, you're in luck, congratulations. ”

Ye Chuan picked up the broom on the ground, and the end intentionally or unintentionally pointed at the little fat man, "Come on, come on, let Senior Brother I spank your ass again, so that you can have a longer memory." Of course, if you're afraid, just call Senior Brother Forget it, I'll choose another one. ”

The little fat man Zhao Dazhi was overjoyed, and was about to open his mouth to call out to the senior brother, when two cold eyes looked over.

Looking at Zhu Sijia with frost on her face, the little fat man Zhao Dazhi's heart trembled, he didn't dare to retreat under her forced gaze, gritted his teeth and plucked up the courage to walk up, and pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist with a sonorous sound, "Little ...... , boy, look at the sword!"

The little fat man Zhao Dazhi's body looked a little bloated, but his speed was not slow, but unfortunately, he was flashed sideways by Ye Chuan. The little fat man stabbed out with a sword again, Ye Chuan flashed again, and the two competed in front of everyone.

The little fat man Zhao Dazhi tried his best, and the long sword in his hand swished with a vertical and horizontal sword aura, but he couldn't cut Ye Chuan's body, and he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

This is the senior brother who was too low in cultivation and had no face to see people in the past? His realm is really a martial artist?

People's eyes gradually became surprised.

Especially Zhu Sijia and Jinhua, they frowned at some point.

With the cultivation of their monks, they could see that the flesh and bones of Ye Chuan's senior brother were shiny and shining when he made his hands, which was clearly a sign that he had refined his muscles and veins and broken through to the fourfold martial artist.

For a monk, the Martial Artist Quadruple is not worth mentioning, but when Ye Chuan came back from the Burial God Valley, he was still only a Martial Artist One, when did he break through to the Martial Artist Quadruple by three levels in a row? Could it be that what adventure did he get outside the Burial God Valley?

Zhu Sijia was puzzled, and had a bad premonition, the little fat man Zhao Dazhi chased and fought so fiercely, it was easy to miss. Sure enough, after another attack failed, the fat man Zhao Dazhi was out of breath and his hands and feet slowed down suddenly, and his flaws were exposed.

"Fatty, look at it, senior brother, I don't beat people with this broom, I only spank people when I beat people. ”

Ye Chuan smiled, secretly agitating the half-way Heaven Swallowing Talisman in his body. After a round of onslaught by the fat man Zhao Dazhi, he finally fought back and took a leisurely sweep.

His movements are not fast, and he seems to be slow and leisurely and reminded him in advance, but the fat man just can't dodge, and the dodging action has been done, but unfortunately it is half a beat slower. First, the long sword in his hand was slapped away by Ye Chuan's broom, and then, with a snap, his buttocks stabbed, and the fat all over his body trembled, and his legs became weak.

Martial artist sevenfold vs. martial artist quadruple, the fat man Zhao Dazhi is obviously three small realms higher than Ye Chuan, but he lost in a mess.

Compared with Ye Chuan, the fat man's realm is a step higher, but the experience of fighting is very different, and he can't keep up with Ye Chuan's rhythm at all. Even if the light is about power, it is also under Ye Chuan.

The Heaven Swallowing Talisman in Ye Chuan's body has not yet been completely formed, but even so, there are two or three thousand catties in one sweep, which is more than enough to crush Zhao Dazhi, a fat man!

"Alas, the strength is still not enough, and I didn't beat it to death. Forget it, fat man, senior brother, I'm in a good mood today, just spank, don't take it as an example. ”

Ye Chuan smiled evilly, the broom in his hand fell again, and with a few snaps, the little fat man Zhao Dazhi blossomed on his buttocks, lying on the ground and struggling weakly.

The broom in Ye Chuan's hand looked plain, but it was actually a big killing weapon that specialized in breaking the protective body. With a sweep and a slap on the ass, it hurt in my heart, and even the demon guards around the Ghost Hand Medicine King, the founder of the Cloud Mist Sect, suffered a lot, where could the white fat and pampered little fat man resist?

"Ye Chuan, I won't just count it like this!" Zhu Sijia glared at Ye Chuan angrily, her teeth itched with hatred, and when she was angry, the twin peaks on her chest were even more bulging, making people worry about whether her red robe would be burst.

Early in the morning, Zhu Sijia thought that he could humiliate Ye Chuan and teach him how to behave. Unexpectedly, Ye Chuan won again, and his face was lost by Zhao Dazhi, a useless fat man.

"Welcome, Senior Sister Jiajia, Senior Brother, I am always welcome. The others will come back in five days, junior sister, you don't matter, it's okay day and night. ”

Ye Chuan smiled, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Zhu Sijia's towering twin peaks, his words seemed to have a deep meaning, and he leaned the broom on his body and clapped his hands.

"Hooligans!"

Zhu Sijia scolded secretly and turned away angrily. In her eyes, Ye Chuan has changed from an idiot senior brother to a hooligan senior brother.

"Don't rejoice too soon, boy, you'll regret it. ”

Jinhua glared at Ye Chuan fiercely, and quickly caught up with Zhu Sijia, and the group came and went quickly, and quickly went down the mountain. Only the little fat man Zhao Dazhi was left lying on the ground, and when he saw Ye Chuan looking over, he quickly stretched out his hand to cover his buttocks, and looked at Ye Chuan pitifully, like a helpless little girl who had just been **.

"Take the white pill internally, crush the red pill and apply it to the wound, let's go. Next time, keep a long memory, don't keep coaxing others, be careful of your butt. Alas, you junior brothers and sisters are so uneasy, senior brother and I are also responsible, I didn't teach well before. If this continues, I won't have the face to see the head master in the future, and the pressure will be great. Ye Chuan sighed, looked ashamed, and threw a bottle of pill in front of the fat man.

"Thank you, thank you, brother!"

The little fat man struggled to get up, limping away with the pill, lest Ye Chuan change his mind if he walked a little slower.