Kyushu Daoist Master

Yang Ze didn't know much about the Yishuimen group. He only knew that Yishuimen was one of the few disciple groups in District D. Looking at the entire ten major districts, it was also ranked among the top disciples.

Such an Issuimon is not weak, and its leader was one of the top 100 named disciples in the last year's Nominated Disciple Tournament, which made Issuimon a powerful disciple group.

In addition to the sect leader, the deputy sect leader of Ishui Sect is also a master of ninth-level true vitality. There are also many masters of seventh-level true vitality and eighth-level true vitality, who are extremely powerful.

Not many people in District D would dare to provoke such a Yishuimen, but Yang Ze did it. However, Yang Ze knew even less about the master of Yishuimen, Shui Ziming.

He only knew that Shui Ziming was one of the top 100 named disciples last time. The other one was a master of the ninth level of true vitality. And when a large number of half-step first-level retreats hit the first-level bone tempering realm, Shui Ziming and his like He is the strongest among the named disciples.

But even so, Yang Ze didn't have too much fear towards Shui Ziming in his heart. If he hadn't made a breakthrough, he might not have dared to go head-to-head with Shui Ziming. But his strength had improved so much, so why should he be too worried? A water is self-evident.

As they walked forward, they got closer and closer to the deepest part of District D. Yang Ze also felt that more and more people were peeping around, all staring at him.

The cultivation of these peeping people is only below the eighth level of true vitality, hiding in the dark, and they really can't hide Yang Ze's perception.

Needless to say, he knew that these must be people from Ishuimen, but he didn't take these people to heart.

Finally, when he came to the depths of District D, he saw the scene deep in District D.

There are only a few courtyards in this place, and in the courtyards, there are houses built that are much larger than their residence outside. In terms of scale, they are much better than their residence.

Only the strongest people in District D can live in these places, and only they are qualified.

Wu He took Yang Ze outside a courtyard and knocked on the door. "Sir Shui Ziming, I have brought Yang Ze here. Please open the door."

Seeing Wu He's humble look, Yang Ze felt a little disgusted in his heart. A master of the ninth level of true vitality could be so humble and devoid of the dignity of a warrior.

Shaking his head, Yang Ze suddenly felt that he had seen the wrong person and never saw Wu He's true appearance.

While he was thinking about these things, as soon as Wu He's knocking on the door stopped, the door to the courtyard opened. Behind the door, two disciples of Ishuimen stood, gesturing for them to come in.

Yang Ze glanced at Wu He and walked in first. He saw that Yang Ze had already gone in first. Wu He followed behind him and went in as well.

After arriving inside, Yang Ze saw that many people had gathered inside, and the fluctuations emanating from the people with the lowest cultivation level had also reached the realm of seven levels of true vitality.

There were many people inside who looked familiar to him, such as the white-faced young man.

This white-faced young man is the deputy sect master of Ishuimon. His status in the field is high enough, but today, he can only stand in the subordinate position. There is only one person who is qualified to stand in the main position, and that is Ishuimon. The owner of the door is clear!

Yang Ze finally saw Shui Ziming. When he stepped inside, Shui Ziming's eyes fell on him. Yang Ze didn't show any weakness and looked straight back.

The two people's eyes collided in the courtyard, and everyone else in the courtyard looked nervously at this scene.

There was no way, Yang Ze's reputation recently was so great that they suffered several losses at Yang Ze's hands before Shui Ziming came out of seclusion.

After their eyes met for more than ten breaths, Shui Ziming's face showed a slight change in expression, "He is indeed a talent. No wonder he can cultivate to the ninth level of true vitality within three months of starting. Even if I , it’s far worse than you.”

"Wu He, why are you still here? You can get out now. Do you want me to take you out?" Shui Ziming saw Wu He standing aside again and shouted sharply.

As soon as Wu He heard Shui Ziming's voice, his body began to tremble unconsciously. He didn't even dare to say a word and just ran outside.

"A master of the ninth level of true vitality is like a dog in front of Master Shuimen. Master Shuigate's ability is really great. People outside are saying that Master Shuigate's cultivation is ninth level of true vitality, but today I saw him Only then did I realize that they had underestimated Lord Watergate.”

Yang Ze said word by word. When he saw Shui Ziming, he knew that Shui Ziming had broken through and was no longer the registered disciple of the ninth level of true vitality. The looming energy emanating from Shui Ziming The fluctuations are those of a half-step first-grade warrior.

Seeing the fluctuations in Shui Ziming's body, Yang Ze's heart sank. He never expected that Shui Ziming would succeed in breaking through.

Half-step and one grade proved that Shui Ziming had refined the true essence at this moment, not the true vitality.

"Hahaha, my eyes are quite good, and I can see that I have broken through. That's right, I have refined the true essence, so you should be able to understand now that there is a huge gap between you and me. With your strength, you have no chance of winning against me."

"Master Shuimen, what is your purpose in saying these words? Just tell me directly. There is no need to beat around the bush." ​​Yang Ze said coldly.

"Okay, since you are a straightforward person, Yang Ze, I will not beat around the bush with you. I will tell you directly. If you tell me why you can break through so quickly, I can write off the grudge between you and our Shuimen. Otherwise..."

Shui Ziming's voice stopped abruptly, and he slowly loosened his palm. A ball of air condensed in his palm. When this ball of air emerged, the sand and stones on the ground were crushed.

Yang Ze's eyes stared at Shui Ziming's right hand. He was not unfamiliar with that ball of air. It was the true essence, which only a graded warrior could possess.

Although the true essence in Shui Ziming's hand seemed a little unstable and could not be compared with the true essence of a real graded warrior, the fluctuations emitted from it were not comparable to the true essence.

"Otherwise, what are you going to do? Attack me in private? If Lord Shuimen is not afraid of the Law Enforcement Hall, you can try to attack me. But I advise Lord Shuimen to consider whether you are against the Law Enforcement Hall before you do it." There was no fear in Yang Ze's eyes.

Shui Ziming's face suddenly became a little ugly. If there was no Law Enforcement Hall, he would have attacked Yang Ze directly now, but there was a Law Enforcement Hall suppressing him, so even he didn't dare to do it.

"Yang Ze, the Law Enforcement Hall can protect you for a while, but it can't protect you for a lifetime. If you go against me, you will not have a good end. Tell me your secrets and share them with me. In the future, I will definitely have a share of what I have."

"Don't say these useless words. Do you think I am a three-year-old child and will believe these words of yours? You'd better put away your little thoughts." Yang Ze said disdainfully.

Shui Ziming's face turned green and white. He didn't expect Yang Ze to not give him any face.

"If all you want to say is this useless nonsense, then I'll leave." After Yang Ze finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. The disciples of the Yishuimen in the yard saw him and stepped forward to block Yang Ze's way.

"Yang Ze, you are still a registered disciple. Consider your identity clearly. You can't beat me." Shui Ziming had not given up yet and said another sentence.

"Some useless tricks. In this case, I'll leave first."

Yang Ze flicked his sleeves and left directly. The disciples of the Yishuimen who stopped him, feeling the aura released from Yang Ze, did not dare to stop him. They all flashed to the left and right sides. Until Yang Ze walked out of the gate, no one dared to stop Yang Ze.

Seeing Yang Ze leave safely, Shui Ziming was angry and slapped him with a palm. There was a loud bang in the yard, and a big pit was directly hit on the ground.

Hearing the sound behind, Yang Ze sneered at the corner of his mouth. What's the matter with half a step to the first rank? Wait until the martial arts competition, that's when he really takes action.

After returning, Yang Ze still did not rest. Shui Ziming's successful breakthrough still brought him a lot of pressure.

Shui Ziming is of course nothing, but there are hundreds of thousands of registered disciples on Qingyang Peak. Who knows how many masters are hidden there.

Yang Ze does not want to rely on luck. He just wants to rely on his own strength to make a name for himself in the martial arts competition.

Time gradually passed. In the last few days before the martial arts competition, the ten registered disciple districts have regained their former bustling scenes.

The martial arts competition is about to begin. Some people who have successfully broken through will come out of retreat at this time. Those who have not successfully broken through will also come out of retreat at this time. In the last few days, it will not be very useful to continue retreating.

But Yang Ze is still practicing in retreat. In the practice room, his figure keeps moving. Between his punches and palms, he brings up a strong momentum.

Until he was sweating all over, Yang Ze stopped practicing and walked out.

After washing up, Yang Ze put on a brand new set of clothes for a registered disciple, went to the Alchemy Hall, and exchanged all his remaining contribution points for healing supplies.

Everything was ready. In the morning of the next day, when the first ray of sunlight fell on Qingyang Peak, the sound of a bell echoed on the top of the mountain, spreading throughout the entire Qingyang Peak. All the registered disciples heard the bell.