Northern Gaohan was a genius in terms of intelligence and talent, so when he heard Han Chen say this, he immediately understood.

That's right, compared to the disciples of the sect, in terms of cultivation resources, the scattered cultivators have an absolute disadvantage, and they can't make up for it at all.

But in terms of experience, the disciples of the sect are patted horses and cannot be compared with the scattered martial artists.

To experience and experience is to experience the world and exercise oneself.

No matter who you are, even if you are a genius with great talent, you also need to experience and strengthen yourself.

This is an indispensable process, after all, behind closed doors can not achieve the avenue, only through experience, can accumulate heritage, improve yourself.

Most sects know this, so they let the disciples in their sect go out to practice.

Only after experiencing wind and rain can it grow into a strong tree.

And the reason why it is said that the disciples of the sect cannot be compared with the scattered martial artists at this point, this is the reason.

The experience of the disciples of the sect is limited to a period of time, and when the time is up, they will return to the sect. However, the casual cultivators are in the world, and it can be said that they are in the process of training all the time.

Fighting and fighting can be said to be the main theme of their lives in addition to cultivation.

After all, if they want to become stronger, they can only find the resources that they can find, so fighting is naturally inevitable.

In the long run, except for those disciples who are extremely talented, most of the disciples in the sect cannot compare their combat awareness, combat experience, and control of battles with those who are scattered cultivators.

This is not something that can be compensated for just by having cultivation resources.

In retrospect. Northern Gao Han found out that in the previous battle between the two, although it seemed that the young man had the upper hand, kept attacking, and grasped the initiative, in fact, the normal battle was under the control of the middle-aged martial artist.

Because he knew that his pure strength could not be compared with the other party, the middle-aged martial artist would start elsewhere.

First of all, he showed that the enemy was weak, and he looked as if he would be defeated at any time. Lure the opponent to keep attacking. And he is a move, just a simple defense.

The difference in strength between the two is not too big, and with pure defense, the middle-aged martial artist does not have much pressure. And the consumption of true elements in the body. It will also be reduced to a minimum.

Because of the constant offensive of youth. Therefore, the true yuan in his body is consumed faster than that of a middle-aged martial artist.

If this continues, as long as the true yuan in the young man's body is exhausted. That's when he was defeated.

As a result, although the young man finally woke up, it was too late, even if he exhausted the last three true elements and used a powerful martial art, he still couldn't save the situation.

At this time, the other people who watched the battle before also understood.

Suddenly, the eyes that looked at the middle-aged martial artist became different.

And the young man, after understanding this, his face became even more ugly, and when he looked at the middle-aged martial artist, a cold light surged, obviously the latter would not just forget it.

"Ye Yun, how did you see this?" Although he understood the reason why the middle-aged martial artist defeated the other party, Northern Gao Han still didn't understand, how Han Chen saw this, you know, the middle-aged martial artist was very well disguised at that time, and even he didn't see the slightest flaw.

"Because I'm also a loose cultivator!" Han Chen picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said with a slight smile.

Hearing this, Northern Gao Han shook his head, with the qualifications and talents displayed by Han Chen, in his mind, he was definitely a disciple of a powerful sect, or a disciple of a hidden powerhouse, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be a loose cultivator.

Can a casual martial artist reach this level at such a young age?

He thought that it was inconvenient for Han Chen to reveal, so he didn't continue to ask.

Han Chen didn't say anything about this, although he and Northern Gao Han had become close friends, but his identity was very sensitive, if he said it, it would not be good for Northern Gao Han, so he could only hide it from him.

On the high platform, the martial artists who fought changed batch after batch, and with the loss of time, gradually, many disciples of the Eight Rank Sect couldn't help but start to shoot.

At the same time, some powerful scattered cultivators also made a move.

At this point, the martial arts meeting began to get interesting.

The reason why I say it's interesting is because there's one more thing.

Jackpot!

Although it is an extremely valuable opportunity to fight against other martial artists, if it is all there is, it is a bit too monotonous.

Therefore, before the two martial artists fight, they will set a lottery head, or a martial arts scroll, or an elixir, or a weapon, etc., and so on.

And with the stimulation of these colorful heads, the battle between the warriors has become more and more popular, and it is no longer tepid at the beginning.

At the end of the battle, the losing side will almost always suffer some injuries, light or severe, internal or external. And the winning side, unless the gap is too big, will also hang a dot lottery.

On a high platform.

An eight-rank mid-level sect, a disciple of the Falling Rain Pavilion was fighting fiercely with a loose cultivator.

"Defeat me!"

Suddenly, the disciple of the Falling Rain Pavilion suddenly let out a loud shout, and his aura instantly soared, and he leaped into the air, instantly slashing out seventeen swords from mid-air.

Seventeen swords turned into seventeen sharp and thick sword rays, like a torrential rain, breaking through the air.

Although the Scattered Cultivator slashed seven or eight sword rays in an instant, the number of sword rays was too large to deal with it at all, and several sword rays slashed through his body, and in the blood spilled, he was directly blasted out and fell off the high platform.

Looking at the loose cultivator who had many scars on his body and was severely injured, Han Chen shook his head, not every casual cultivator could defeat his opponent with his rich combat experience like the previous Li Qiu.

After defeating the other party, the disciples of Luoyu Pavilion did not stop at all, jumped off the high platform, took the previously agreed lottery head from Huang Qiulong's hand, and then turned back to his seat.

Seeing that the two of them had already left, some people who had been waiting for a long time were ready to get up, but at this moment, they found that a figure had jumped onto the high platform.

It was a young man, dressed in a black gold-rimmed robe, holding an ancient long sword in his left hand, exuding a compelling sharp aura all over his body, making people feel that it was not a person standing there, but a sword.

Helian Feng!

At this time, Helian Feng finally couldn't help it and made a move

On the fourth floor, Nan Luo Baishu looked at He Lianfeng who jumped onto the high platform first, his indifferent face was slightly gloomy, but in the end, he didn't break out, because for the sake of a Ye Yun, it was not worth it!

"Hehe, Chen Xiu, don't worry, Ye Yun's two arms, Helian Feng will help you remove them!" Helianjue's voice came slowly.

"Hmph, don't be unarmed by the other party at that time!" Chen Xiu was also a little annoyed at this time, but in the face of Helian Jue, he didn't have the confidence to defeat the other party as he said before, so he just sneered coldly.

"Then you don't have to worry!" Helian Jue smiled slightly, ignoring the other party's sarcasm

"I have heard that there are many elite disciples in the Helian family, let me see what kind of elite it is today!"

With the sound of the voice, on the fourth floor, a five-star sword spirit peak disciple of the Hundred Moon Sect of an eight-rank lower-level sect jumped and came to the high platform.

"You're not my opponent!" He Lianfeng glanced sideways at the other party, and then said indifferently.

"Hmph, if it's an opponent, you won't know until you've fought it!"

The young man snorted coldly, directly drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed towards Helian Feng.

However, in the face of this opponent's sword, Helian Feng didn't even pull out the sword, held the scabbard with his left hand, and swept it across the air.

The strength sprayed thin, and the sword was directly shattered, and then with a step, the distance of more than ten meters instantly crossed, and appeared directly in front of the young man.

The young man's face changed drastically, and he was about to raise his sword to attack, but it was too late.

He Lianfeng raised his leg and kicked the opponent's chest, directly kicking the opponent out and falling off the high platform.

Seeing this scene, everyone was suddenly shocked, this is too strong! Facing a sect disciple of the Five-Star Sword Spirit Realm, he didn't even pull out his sword, and defeated the other party with just one move.

This kind of strength is a little too amazing!

However, in the face of everyone's shocked gaze, Helian Feng didn't pay any attention at all, raised his head, his gaze was like a sharp sword, and he rose directly into the sky, looking towards Han Chen.

"Ye Yun, dare to fight me!" (To be continued......)