Chongzhou, Baizhan Gate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A sea of clouds and mist entangled the mountains and forests in a radius of 100 miles, and the surrounding white expanse loomed.

In the depths of the mountains, there is a pavilion that shows off the sky, piercing the obscurity that covers the eyes.

It's still early, and the mountains and forests are about to wake up.

In front of the nine-story pavilion, there were nearly a hundred outer disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect. They stood around the pavilion, but their eyes were quite unanimous, and they were all paying attention to the pavilion with the door closed.

"Listen, there's movement!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but focus on the door of the pavilion again. It's just that for some reason, while most people are looking at the pavilion, there is still a trace of sneer and disdain on their faces, as if they are waiting for a good show to start.

This pavilion, called the Hundred Battles into the God Pavilion, is a supreme treasure of the Hundred Battles Gate, with a total of eight sides and nine floors. There is a window on each side, each layer is nearly ten zhang high, the whole body is as black as ink, but the eaves are hung with gold edges, if it can be smaller, it is more like a pagoda. In this pavilion, all the battle scenes, fighting will, and combat experience of the ancestors of the Hundred Battle Gate are condensed. All disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect can enter this pavilion to experience various battles and gain insights. As long as you win 100 battles in this pavilion, you can get promoted. If the outer disciple wins a hundred victories, he can be promoted to the inner gate, and if the inner disciple wins a hundred victories, he can go down the mountain or be promoted to elder. Of course, if you accumulate 100 defeats, you will be expelled from the mountain.

At this time, the door of the building was closed, and it was obvious that someone was breaking through.

Surrounded by outsiders, it is natural to come to see the excitement.

After a while, I only heard a loud "bang", and I saw a figure burst out from the gate of the pavilion, and the body ploughed a shallow pit in the ground, and rolled dozens of feet before it stopped.

The crowd of onlookers erupted into a tacit laughter, and their eyes became more and more disdainful.

Another defeat!

A gray-clothed young man about seventeen or eighteen years old slowly crawled out of the pit, covered in scars and bloodstains, and couldn't help but click out a mouthful of blood as soon as he stood up. The gray-clothed young man just wiped the corners of his mouth, supported his crumbling body, and walked trembling step by step. With each step, the wounds all over the body would be torn apart, and the overflowing blood would collect in one place, dripping from the corners of the clothes, dripping out a line of blood.

In the face of embattled humiliating laughter, the gray-clothed young man didn't say a word.

On both sides of the road, there were many people who had come to see his jokes. These people are all sneering and disdainful, and they are gray-clothed young men with arms crossed and looking down like defeated dogs.

"This fool has lost again!" said a voice from the crowd, with a thick sneer and disdain, and said in an unabashed voice.

This sentence was like an appetizer, which aroused everyone's interest, and someone immediately responded: "That's it, this is his ninetieth failed challenge, right?"

"Ninety times, I'm afraid it's more than a hundred. Someone sneered.

"A hundred times? No, if you lose a hundred times, you will be expelled from the sect. ”

"It's been ten years, and this waste still hasn't given up! I really don't understand why the elders indulged him so much, if I were an elder, I would have expelled him ten years ago. Keeping him is also a waste of the sect's resources. ”

"You can't say that, you must know that ten years ago, he was the first day of my Hundred Battle Gate. Enlightenment at the age of three, entering the realm of martial arts at the age of five, comprehending the aura of heaven and earth at the age of seven, and becoming a half-step master at the age of nine, at that time, the head of the family also gave him a small courtyard, and also obtained the special permission of the three elders to open the ninth layer for him......"

"What you say is true or false, and if he is so powerful, how can he be reduced to such a state? I have never seen him win a game since I started. ”

"You didn't know it when you started late. Ten years ago, this iron battle was indeed a genius, but after entering the ninth layer of the [Hundred Battles into the Divine Pavilion] that time, I don't know what happened, his qualifications plummeted, and he couldn't condense half of the aura in his body, and his cultivation naturally fell instead of rising. ”

"Can't condense aura?What kind of immortal is it to cultivate, what's the difference between it and waste?!"

That's exactly what happened. Since then, this iron battle has been defeated in every battle, and in the past ten years, it has been broken through nearly 100 times, but none of them have been victorious. Every time he was covered in bruises, and a few times he almost died in the war pavilion. ”

"Then this waste is big enough. I've been in the door for three years, and I still don't dare to break through once. ”

"After being defeated so many times, he still has the face to stay in the sect? If I were to commit suicide in shame, it would be a waste of the sect's resources to live. ”

"I really don't understand, knowing that he will fail, why does he still have to keep challenging in the past ten years?"

"Isn't there a rule in the sect, even if you fail to break through, you will get a bottle of Dingqi Pill as a reward, I think he came here for this. ”

"Yes. I've never won the level, isn't this a clear attempt to deceive the Qiqi Pill issued after breaking through. ”

"How sad it is that the amazing genius of the past now has to rely on deception to get the Dingqi Pill to spend the day. ”

......

The gray-clothed boy named Tie Zhan is an orphan who has been adopted by Tie Qiankun, the head of the Hundred Battles Gate, since he was a child. Before the age of ten, he was amazingly talented and known as a rare genius in a hundred years. In fact, at that time, Tie Zhan was also worthy of the word genius, almost any martial arts could be learned by watching it once, and he stepped into the realm of martial artists at the age of five, laying a solid foundation for cultivating immortals. At the age of six, he entered the outer gate, at the age of seven, he condensed his aura, and at the age of nine, he stepped into the half-step masterpiece, and he was only a little short of being the youngest peerless master in the entire Northern Chu Kingdom. In order to break through that half-step, after the special approval of the head of the sect and the three major elders, he was allowed to enter the ninth layer to comprehend for an hour. And it was this hour that brought him to this field.

Listening to the tide of ridicule and ridicule, the expression on Tie Zhan's face did not change at all, maybe he didn't care, maybe he was used to it for a long time.

Dragging his seriously injured body, Tie Zhan clenched his fists, and silently walked to the senior brother who was recording the battle results outside the pavilion, with a pair of burning eyes, but he still didn't speak.

The senior brother who recorded the battle record looked at Tie Zhan who was covered in blood with a complicated expression, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, and added the handwriting of Tie Zhan who failed to break through again in the record book, and then took out a bottle of Dingqi Pill and handed it to Tie Zhan, and opened his mouth to say: "Senior Brother Tie, why are you so troubled." ”

"Senior Brother Xie. Tie Zhan didn't answer, just thanked him, then took the gas cylinder, pinched it in the palm of his hand, turned his head and left.

Seeing Tie Zhan's appearance, the senior brother couldn't help but persuade again: "Senior Brother Tie, listen to me and give up." ”

Tie Zhan's body froze, and he didn't turn his head, still walking slowly but firmly.

That senior brother has witnessed Tie Zhan fall from the clouds to the quagmire in the past ten years, and to be honest, he admires Tie Zhan's will to never admit defeat. It's just that he also knows deeply that a person who can't condense aura, no matter how insistent he is, is a big joke. In his mind, instead of wasting time on this meaningless insistence in the Hundred Battles Gate, it is better to go down the mountain early, even if he is only a martial artist, it is a hundred times stronger than now.

"Senior Brother Tie!" The hesitation in the senior brother's eyes flashed, and he said in a cold voice, "If I remember correctly, this is the hundredth time you have failed to break through the level. Do you know what that means?"

Hundred battles gate, talking about a hundred battles and a hundred victories, if you lose a hundred battles, the consequences can be imagined. Even if Tie Zhan is the righteous son of the head of the sect, he will definitely be expelled from the mountain gate, at least since the creation of the Hundred Battles Sect, there has never been an exception.

Of course, Tie Zhan knew the consequences, his eyes flickered several times, and in the end, a thousand words were only condensed into a faint sentence: "I know." ”

That senior brother couldn't help but be a little annoyed, I was so kind, but you were so indifferent, you were just not a son of man, so he snorted coldly: "I will report to the elders, I hope Senior Brother Tie won't blame me!"

All kinds of insults and ridicule resounded in the crowd in an instant, and they all shouted for the shame of Tie Zhan, the sect, to get out of the Hundred Battles Gate as soon as possible.

Tie Zhan suddenly laughed, very abruptly, which made the fellow disciples around him who watched his good show feel inexplicable.

"I won't leave, and no one can drive me away!" Tie Zhan said categorically, his eyes were full of fanatical fighting intent, and for a moment he shocked everyone who watched his jokes.

Before these people came to their senses, Tie Zhan dragged his seriously injured body and gradually descended the mountain.

The mountain path was long, and a lonely shadow walked tiredly and stubbornly.

Behind him, there was a lot of noise.