Chapter 190 The 'Passion' of the Youth

Song Yun's opponent is very arrogant, this has nothing to do with Song Yun, no matter how arrogant you are, in the end, you can still speak with your ability, what Song Yun can't tolerate is the opponent's contemptuous eyes, this kind of look Song Yun is very familiar with, it can be said to be unforgettable.

It's such a disdainful look, it's such an arrogant look, it's like this look that thinks he's superior, in this sect's 'gate' competition, Song Yun seems to have seen the shadow of his previous life, and the attitude of this opponent at this time makes him feel as if he has returned to his previous life, thinking of those unbearable pasts.

At that time, Song Yun was like a mouse, no matter where he went, he was greeted with contemptuous eyes, when others were infinitely beautiful, Song Yun could only hide himself deep in the corner, when a few other people's friends were singing and laughing, Song Yun was alone in the alchemy room, always alone, always alone.

Why Song Yun was ready to fight the autumn wind when his 'sect' sent the ancestor to cross the tribulation, that is, Song Yun was fed up with this kind of life, Song Yun did not work the contrary, Song Yun paid several times more than ordinary people, but talent is not something that Song Yun can decide.

Song Yun wants to change his fate, Song Yun doesn't want to be the other party ridiculed by others forever, Song Yun doesn't want to spend his life in gloom like this, that hard work in exchange for a new life in this life, at the beginning Song Yun was still hesitating, using obscene 'sex' personality to disguise himself, Song Yun was hesitating, he was afraid that this life would be the same as the previous life, and Song Yun was always trying to move forward in his care.

After determining his talent, Song Yun can still work so hard, because Song Yun cherishes his current life more than anything else, Song Yun has almost forgotten what he was like at the beginning, the years have smoothed out all the water chestnuts on Song Yun's body, and the blood boiling of the sect' big competition awakened the true self in Song Yun's heart.

How familiar the scene is now, I still remember that it was also such a scene at the beginning, Song Yun stepped on the stage of the sect' assessment for the first time, that time Song Yun tried his best, but he was still beaten covered in blood, everyone was laughing at Song Yun to their heart's content, and since then Song Yun has hidden himself deeply, wrapped in a thick layer of camouflage.

"I don't want to feel like that anymore." Song Yun smiled, a terrifying murderous aura erupted from Song Yun's body, since he was unwilling to go back to the past, then use the sword in his hand to shatter the past, the current Song Yun is a new Song Yun, there is no need to have the previous fear, there is no need to have the previous caution, the man should sing, everything just needs to be 'sex'.

Xiao Yihan smiled, Yuan Tianding also smiled, they were very satisfied with Song Yun, it is rare to have such a talent, and a disciple who can cultivate hard, the only fly in the ointment is that Song Yun lacks a kind of 'exciting' feeling, Song Yun is only a teenager of about twenty, but he looks older than Yuan Tianding, even Xiao Yihan can't see through Song Yun.

It's not that it's bad to be old, but young people should have a kind of 'exciting' feelings, not only the 'exciting' feelings of overcoming obstacles on the road of cultivation, but also the blood of the battle, Song Yun is too careful, this is not a good thing for young people, but at this moment Song Yun has become different, his body is full of terrifying murderous aura, but the moment Song Yun smiled, he clearly found the 'excited' feelings he had lost for many years.

"It's a really 'great' feeling, so let's get started." At this moment, Song Yun feels very good, he has been living with shackles, he has to be careful in everything, walking on thin ice, the pressure on Song Yun can be imagined, at this time Song Yun has let go of the shackles on his body, and now Song Yun just wants to have a good fight, but unfortunately the opponent in front of him is too weak.

"How can there be such a terrifying murderous aura." The murderous aura in the Zhuxian Sword and the murderous aura on Song Yun's body were integrated, at this moment Song Yun was like a killing god descending into the world, that terrifying murderous aura made Song Yun's opponent tremble in his heart, but it was not a good thing to fight first, but no matter how hard he tried, his hands and feet were still so cold, and even his soul seemed to be frozen.

"I'll give you a sword." The Zhuxian Sword slashed through a brilliant brilliance, and the word "cloud" appeared on Song Yun's opponent, at the moment when Song Yun took out the sword, the murderous aura became even more terrifying, and it was difficult for him to even make a move, but even if he could make a move, would he be able to block this sword, not to mention him, many people were suppressed by Song Yun's sword.

"Who the hell is this Song Yun, why does he have such a terrifying murderous aura, I can't see any trace of this sword at all!"

"It's terrifying, I'm not sure I can block this sword, how can this Song Yun be so strong, I haven't heard of it before!"

"Song Yun, I remember, this Song Yun once stayed in the Yanyun Pavilion for half a month, and even comprehended the sword qi in the small world, it is said that this person's talent can be compared to the Tuoba 'Jade' of the Flame Sword Sect and the Lingyun of the Absolute Sword Sect!"

The demeanor of that sword completely shocked everyone, and he asked himself if there was no one who could take over Song Yun's sword, but his cultivation was much higher than Song Yun's, and with the discussion of many martial artists, Song Yun's past was also told, whether it was staying in the Yanyun Pavilion for a month, attracting the attention of the core disciples, or comprehending the sword qi, this was a great achievement.

There are so many things, none of which are something that ordinary people can do, and now they are all concentrated on Song Yun, Song Yun has immediately changed from an obscure disciple to a hot genius, and the name of Humble Feng has also been known by many disciples of Huatian Sect for the first time, and I am afraid that few people know where Humble Feng was before again.

"This is the Song Yun who refused to come to see me, which is not bad." At this time, among the core disciples of Huatian Sect, an extremely majestic-looking man looked at the majestic Song Yun in the ring and said softly.

"Hmph, it's just a kid from the Martial Sect Realm, what's so great, it's not worth mentioning." A white-faced scholar sitting near the strong man said disdainfully, looking obviously very dissatisfied with the strong man.

The male man's name is Chu Baxiong, and the white-faced scholar is named Wu Fatian, both of whom are core disciples of Huatianzong, and the last time these two people sent an invitation to Song Yun, but unfortunately they were both rejected by Song Yun, and Wu Fatian lost face because of Chu Baxiong, and these two were already fighting among the core disciples.

The status of the core disciples in Huatian Sect is very high, although they are also watching the sect's 'gate' competition, but they are all sitting on a high platform, together with many elders of Huatian Sect, it can be seen that these core disciples are no different from the elders of Huatian Sect in terms of identity.

Although Song Yun's performance was amazing, it was still not worth mentioning in their eyes, the core disciples of Huatian Sect were not only the best among all the disciples, but also all of them were cultivators of the Martial Sect Realm, a small martial artist of the Martial Sect Realm, no matter how 'beautiful' his performance was, it would not be placed in their eyes, and it would not affect them.

"Don't underestimate this Song Yun, it is said that this person has comprehended the sword qi, but unfortunately his cultivation is still a little low, otherwise he would be a good opponent." It was the man who was sitting in the first place of all the core disciples who spoke, and this man didn't dare to say a word at all.

The person who can sit in the first place among the core disciples is naturally Fang Qingzhuo, the first core disciple of Huatian Sect, this person is rumored to be a peerless genius, even among the core disciples, he has not dared to challenge his authority, and he is also recognized by everyone as the candidate for the next Huatian Sect's sect'.

Fang Qingzhuo's performance did not seem to have the demeanor of a martial artist, but he looked like a gentle gentleman, with a white face and beard, and he was extremely handsome, but only those who have really seen this method will know how terrible this man with a warm smile on his face all day long is.

However, Fang Qingzhuo's words made Chu Baxiong and Wu Fatian slightly surprised, to say that they didn't care about Song Yun's strength just now, but comprehending the sword qi was another matter, but anyone who could comprehend the sword qi was a peerless genius, and they were characters who could be promoted to core disciples, and once such a character grew up, they could surpass their existence.

The core disciples began to think carefully, becoming a core disciple in Huatian Sect is not the end, core disciples also have to compete, they are not only competing for cultivation resources, but also for those disciples with good talents, only by establishing a strong enough force, their authority in Huatian Sect can become bigger and bigger.

Why Fang Qingzhuo is so fearful, it is not only because Fang Qingzhuo is extremely talented and his strength is unrivaled, but also because Fang Qingzhuo is very smart, and he has established a huge force without making a sound, otherwise he would not be recognized as the next sect master of Huatian Sect, and Fang Qingzhuo's means can be seen just by not having one.

Song Yun's battle has ended, after this round of battles, there are only thirty-two people left, who can fight their way out of the encirclement among the two hundred and fifty-six martial artists, it is already commendable to come to this point, and the rest of these people are almost the most outstanding disciples of each mountain, they represent the highest achievement of the new generation of disciples of Huatian Sect.

The battle continued, and Song Yun's opponent also appeared soon, this time I don't know whether to say that Song Yun's luck is good, or whether it should be said that Song Yun's luck is bad, Song Yun's opponent is a martial artist of the Martial Sect of Six Stars, this kind of cultivation is already an extremely high level among all the disciples who participated in the competition, and when they encountered such a strong enemy in advance, many people sighed that Song Yun's bad luck.

Song Yun's comprehension of sword qi has spread all over Huatianzong, but sword qi is not omnipotent, the gap between the two realms has been able to smooth out the gap in sword qi, and Song Yun's shortcomings in cultivation have been exposed, even if the strength of the two is equal, the party with strong vitality still has to occupy a certain advantage.

"This time I should be able to see something, this kid is very hidden, and I, as a master, don't know what level of his strength has reached." Xiao Yihan smiled self-deprecatingly, his eyes full of expectation.