There are too many girls, which greatly delays my cultivation of immortality.

A man of domineering generation led Ye Qingchen to a martial arts arena in the inner courtyard. Around the field, there are various training equipment, wooden piles, copper piles, ladder frames, deep ditches, and weapon racks arranged in an orderly manner.

In the center of the martial arts arena, there is a ring that is more than twenty feet long and ten feet wide. There are colorful flags on the four sides.

"Master Ye, please!" The domineering man pointed at the ring and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile. There was a kind of pride in his expression that he was "asking you to enter the urn".

For those who challenge, no matter how contemptuous and contemptuous they are in their hearts, they must still call them master. This is the rule of the world.

Ye Qingchen looked around and said, "Where is Liu Xuesheng?"

"Asshole! This guy is so rude!" A famous disciple of the Jizi generation, who was short and fat, with his head and torso connected as one, and his neck invisible, said angrily, "Senior Brother Hong was extremely polite to him and called him Master Ye. He You don’t know what is good or bad, and you actually called our master by his first name!”

The other disciples also looked angry, gritting their teeth and looking at Ye Qingchen.

The domineering senior brother Hong waved his hand to everyone and said: "It doesn't matter, others are not sensible, we, the domineering people, cannot have no rules."

The short and fat disciple roared angrily: "This guy is arrogant and extremely rude. Now that he has entered the gate of Jiba Hall, why should you be polite to him anymore? How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? How can you deal with a kid like you?" Do you need my master to come forward? Let me, Lu Qiba, teach you your 'invincible trick' today!"

Having said that, he couldn't wait to draw out his long sword, and with a flash of his body, he quickly attacked Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen smiled slightly, jumped onto the ring, held the Dragon Sword in hand, and fought with him on the stage.

It would be easier for him to kill Lu Qiba than to crush an ant to death. But he just didn't make a killing move and pretended that the fight with him was inseparable.

Everyone in the audience looked surprised when they saw this.

Judging from Ye Qingchen's sword skills, there seemed to be nothing subtle about them, but whenever Lu Qiba seemed to be about to win with one move, he would easily resolve them.

Unexpectedly, this handsome young boy could actually fight to a tie with Lu Qiba. It seems that he still has some strength and is not a weakling as imagined.

After a while, Lu Qiba was already red-faced and panting. He yelled while beating, "Can you stop for a moment? I want to drink some water."

Ye Qingchen smiled and said: "We agreed to distinguish between superior and inferior, and to determine life and death, so why stop drinking water?"

Lu Qiba already knew that he was no match for the person in front of him. He only regretted that he was too impulsive and underestimated his enemy. At this time, he was riding a tiger and had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to fight.

A man in his 40s in the audience yelled: "Lu Qiba, what are you doing? Aren't you usually brave? Why are you acting like a bitch now?"

Lu Qiba grinned and cursed: "Wang Dalin, you can't stand and talk without pain in your back. This kid has a lot of trouble. If you don't believe me, come up and try?"

Ye Qingchen smiled secretly. The two of them sang and harmonized, clearly trying to rescue Lu Qiba. It's easy to get up, but it's hard to get down.

In the original competition, how could there be a way to replace half of the fight? But everyone could clearly see that Lu Qiba was exhausted, but Ye Qingchen remained calm and relaxed. If this continues, even if Lu Qiba doesn't die in battle, he will die from exhaustion.

So he didn't care about so many rules. Wang Dalin jumped onto the ring with his sword and dodged and attacked quickly.

Ye Qingchen abandoned Lu Qiba and turned to face Wang Dalin.

Lu Qiba was secretly happy and flew out of the ring, thinking that he could finally take a break.

Ye Qingchen blocked Wang Dalin with his sword, and the two swords collided, causing sparks to fly. Wang Dalin felt that his opponent was extremely powerful, his mouth was numb, and his sword was out of hand.

But Wang Dalin's sword flew out horizontally, and it hit Lu Qiba's back without leaning to either side, and penetrated through the chest.

"Ah!" Lu Qiba screamed and fell to the ground.

The disciples of Jiba Hall screamed in shock and hurriedly went to check on Lu Qiba, only to find that he was almost dead.

Ye Qingchen laughed and said, "It's your own people who kill your own people, it's none of my business!"

While talking, he continued to attack Wang Dalin.

Wang Dalin didn't have a sword in his hand and didn't dare to fight. He flew towards the outside of the ring and shouted: "Save me!"

Ye Qingchen raised his hand into a claw, grabbed Wang Dalin back from the air, and threw him heavily on the ring.

The disciples of the highest generation who were watching the battle had already seen that this man was not the weakling they imagined. At this time, no one dared to show off his strength anymore.

The domineering Senior Brother Hong's face darkened, and he drew his sword and flew out.

Ye Qingchen raised his foot and kicked Wang Dalin away. Because the speed was too fast, Senior Brother Hong could not retract his sword in time and hit Wang Dalin.

There was another exclamation in the audience.

"Hey, do you senior brothers have a grudge? Why do you always kill each other?" Ye Qingchen said while thinking to himself, damn, why doesn't Liu Xuesheng come out? If you don’t come out, I’m going to increase my tactics!

At this time, Brother Hong was already in front of him. Ye Qingchen pretended to fight with him and laughed loudly: "I came here to challenge Liu Xuesheng. Why can't he avoid it? Is he afraid?" This young master?

You little shrimps are no match for this young master. Go and ask Liu Xuesheng to come out, otherwise, this young master will go on a killing spree! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the whistling wind, and saw a man in black clothes floating from the roof. Everyone in the venue suddenly looked happy and shouted to the man: "Master!"

At the same time, Senior Brother Hong's figure had flashed in front of Ye Qingchen. There was only a flash of white light, and a sword was drawn diagonally from Ye Qingchen's shoulder to his chest.

A layer of golden light flashed slightly on Ye Qingchen's body, and he took a step back.

"it is good!"

Seeing that Senior Brother Hong had hit his opponent, the disciples of Jiba Hall cheered. When they discovered that Ye Qingchen's clothes were not even scratched, they froze in place.

what's the situation? With a single sword strike from the True Martial Realm, even a copper pillar can be split into two pieces! He was unscathed?

Ye Qingchen patted the place where the sword had just scratched, as if to dust away the dust there, and said with a smile: "Your movement is indeed very fast, but it's a pity that your strength is a bit lacking!"

Senior Brother Hong's expression changed drastically, and he flashed forward again.

Ye Qingchen raised his hand in the air and changed the direction of Senior Brother Hong's force.

Caught off guard, Senior Brother Hong's sword had no time to retract and was about to hit the other disciples who were watching.

It was too late to say that, but it was too soon. Liu Xuesheng's figure moved sharply, and he was blocking Senior Brother Hong's sword just now.

Senior Brother Hong's sword hit Liu Xuesheng, as if it hit the copper wall. The huge force rebounded, making him involuntarily step back more than ten steps before he stood still.

"Ah!" The whole audience exclaimed.

Senior Brother Hong hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Master, forgive me, I didn't mean it!"

Liu Xuesheng said in a deep voice: "It's none of your business!"

Qian Guo's martial arts practice is to transform the internal force into form, while Chu Guo's Zhenwu Dao practices to strengthen oneself. Zhenwu's internal power will not be condensed and released outwards, but it will greatly enhance his own strength, speed and ability to resist strikes.

As a master of the Heaven Realm, it is not surprising that Liu Xuesheng can bear the sword of the Transformation Realm with his flesh and blood body.

But in the eyes of the disciples of Jiba Hall, the significance of him carrying this sword was very important.

They had discovered that Ye Qingchen was too powerful and there was absolutely no chance of anyone present defeating him. Some people are even doubting whether the master is no match for Ye Qingchen.

But now it is discovered that Ye Qingchen can withstand Senior Brother Hong's sword, and so can the master. It has not yet been determined who is stronger and who is weaker.