The villain's junior brother turned out to have a crush on me

The news that the owner of Xianle City went mad and fell quickly spread. As a half-witness of this incident, disciple Taixuan, on the one hand, felt sorry for Li Chen, and on the other hand couldn't stop regretting that after all, Xianle City had been destroyed. Once, we will never see each other again.

However, the disciples didn't have much time to lament and lament, and soon got into the intense preparations——

The disciples of Zhenwu Villa are coming to Taixuanzong to exchange and be a guest.

In the world of comprehension, it is common for different sects to communicate and visit each other. They can learn from each other's strengths and learn from each other's weaknesses. Disciples of various sects can also take the opportunity to compete with more talents, learn from each other, and thus broaden their horizons and improve themselves.For individuals and sects, it is a good thing for mutual benefit.

Zhenwu Villa is also one of the most famous sects in the world of comprehension. It is comparable to Taixuanzong in strength. After Taixuanzong received a letter of visit from the other party, he readily accepted and ordered his disciples to dress up seriously for the next few days. Act cautiously, cultivate diligently, greet distinguished guests with friendliness and enthusiasm, and show off the high-spirited spirit of the sect.

Although it was a friendly exchange, they were essentially evenly matched opponents. Taixuan disciples would occasionally be lazy in their cultivation at home, but in the past few days, all of them were full of energy and walked with their heads held high. They were determined not to embarrass the sect.

The disciples of Zhenwu Villa seem to have the same idea.On the day they came to the gate, under the leadership of Master Zhenwu, fifty disciples formed a square formation. They were wearing golden school uniforms and tall and burly figures.

The welcome phalanx sent by Taixuanzong were uniformly dressed in Tianqing school uniforms. They may not be as tall as the real martial arts disciples, but they all stand tall and straight, with firm eyes, standing there neatly, like fresh and upright after the rain. The green bamboo is eye-catching.

The two disciples have their own strengths, and they are the most elite and outstanding disciples of both sides. At a glance, it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.

Standing in the first row of the phalanx, Xiao Guan quietly said to Zhao Jingchen: "What do you think they think? The school uniform is actually golden. At first glance, it looks like a group of vajras."

Zhao Jingchen kept a kind smile on his face, and his lips moved slightly: "Brother, shut up."

Master Taixuan exchanged greetings with Master Zhenwu with a smile, and asked Xiao Guan, Zhao Jingchen and other senior disciples to bring Zhenwu disciples to live in Qingfeng Xiaozhu, and agreed to hold a student competition meeting in three days.

Meng Chen also knew about this, but the head didn't assign him any work, he was only asked to attend the discussion meeting three days later, so he continued to stay in Qixueju and concentrate on breaking through.

Although the Xuanjue technique that he practiced before was very harmful, it also allowed him to directly break through the ninth level of the Nascent Soul and reach the peak of the Nascent Soul. He only needs to go one step further to break through to the God Transformation Realm.

The realm of transforming gods is a watershed on the road of cultivation. Only by breaking through the realm of transforming gods can a real qualitative change be produced. In the future, it is expected to hit the realm of great power and touch the threshold of transcending tribulation and ascension.

But this last step, he has been unable to achieve it.

The spiritual power has been completely turned over, and the state of mind has passed the test. Meng Chen doesn't understand why he can't pass the last test.

He obviously needed strength the most.

He clearly desires to become stronger than anyone else——

The young man's eyes were stubborn and ruthless, and he once again focused on breaking through, mobilizing all his spiritual power, to hit the invisible barrier, once, ten times, a hundred times... Mental and physical strength frantically passed away at a terrifying speed, the will was still unyielding, but the body was It was already hard to support, the tearing pain exploded from the limbs, a thick bloody smell rose from the throat, and the temples hurt like thousands of needles——

At this moment, a cool spiritual flow poured into Meng Chen's body, soothing and powerful, like a thick but steady wave, instantly extinguishing the burning pain in Meng Chen's body, soothing and repairing the scars caused by overwhelmed the meridian.

"Be calm."

A snowy voice sounded beside his ears, and Meng Chen had already realized that he was in a hurry and appeared to be insane, so he immediately calmed down, and with the help of that external force, he slowly guided the violent spiritual power in his body back to its place .

He opened his eyes, only to realize that so much time had passed, the sky was bright when he settled down, and now there were mottled shadows of the moon outside the window.

At the same time, he also saw Zhong Lijing beside him, and the alarm bell sounded suddenly in his heart, his expression froze.

Seeing that his face was dripping with cold sweat, Zhong Lijing took out a square scarf and wiped his forehead with his hand.Meng Chen seemed to be frightened, and immediately jumped off the bed, took two steps back to distance Zhong Lijing, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master...why are you here?"

Zhong Lijing didn't answer, the hand holding the scarf paused for a moment, and slowly retracted it: "You are too impatient."

Meng Chen pursed his lips lightly.

"Breakthroughs must be made in accordance with the trend. If you are eager for success, it will only backfire." Zhong Lijing said, "If the Taoist body is damaged because of this, it will also be a hidden danger in future cultivation."

"Yes." Meng Chen said, "I remember it."

Zhong Lijing: "Go take a medicinal bath, be careful not to catch a cold."

Meng Chen: "...Yes."

After Zhong Lijing explained these two sentences, he left.

Standing by the bed, Meng Chen realized that he was sweating when he broke through forcefully just now, but now that he was blown by the cool wind outside the window, he really felt a bit of chill.

He rubbed his temples, which were still sore, and planned to take a bath to clean them. He glanced casually, and saw a wooden box on the small table next to him.

He hesitated for a moment, walked over, opened the lid of the box, and a slightly sweet aroma slowly drifted into the air.

It's a dish of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

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Three days passed quickly, and the competition meeting that everyone was looking forward to officially began.

The meeting was arranged in Taixuanzong's martial arts arena. In the middle is a square ring of more than [-] feet. Taixuanzong disciples and Zhenwu Villa disciples sit on both sides of the arena, with excellent vision. There is a shed above the head to block the sun, which is very suitable for watching the battle. .

"The purpose of the sparring conference is to learn from each other's strengths and make up for one's weaknesses, and to follow what is good. You must not be aggressive and blindly fight for victory." Taixuan said, "Disciples from both sides can freely choose their opponents for sparring, but those with higher realms cannot actively challenge those with lower realms. People with lower realms challenge those with higher realms, and the difference in realms cannot exceed one level."

"The conference will last for three days, and the rest of the time will be left to you." The headmaster finished speaking, stroking his beard with a smile, and walked off the ring.

Although it was a friendly exchange of ideas, both parties were looking forward to a complete victory for their sect, especially the disciples of Taixuanzong, if they were beaten up on their own territory, would they be able to get along after it spread?

Therefore, this first match is particularly important.As the saying goes, a good start, no matter which side wins, will greatly boost their morale.

"Looking at each of these, I still can't hold my breath." Master Zhenwu shook his head and sighed as he looked at a group of disciples who were gearing up and eager to try.

The head of Taixuan smiled: "Isn't this what young people should look like?"

"That's right." Master Zhenwu said, "But there are also calm ones. I really envy the disciples of your family's Tianji Peak once. Where do you think you are so lucky to accept such a nest of baby bumps?"

"Where is it?" Head Taixuan said modestly, "Isn't your family, Lu Yuanshan, quite powerful?"

The head of Zhenwu showed a little smile on his face: "Yuanshan is indeed willing to endure hardships. Back then, he and Meng Chen both broke through Yuanying in their twenties, and were once known as rare cultivation geniuses in a hundred years. Now three or four years have passed, Yuan Shan's cultivation has improved a lot, and he has been looking for an opportunity to compete with Meng Chen."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a tall and strong young man walking out of the camp of true martial arts disciples. He had an ordinary appearance, but his temperament was extremely calm.

Stepping up to the arena, his voice was as loud as a bell: "Lu Yuanshan, a disciple of Zhenwu Villa, please fight Meng Chen, a disciple of Taixuan!"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and there was an excited discussion in the stands:

"Damn, is it so exciting when you come up!?"

"The two Nascent Soul bosses are head-to-head, hiss, I'm a little nervous."

"I don't care, my brother Meng is the best, brother Meng will definitely win!!"

"Although I also support Senior Brother Meng, I heard that this Lu Yuanshan is also very powerful. He was as famous as Senior Brother Meng back then. And look at his figure, his momentum is too stable, I feel a little panicked when he is so stable. ..."

The two were indeed equally famous geniuses back then, but in the past few years, Meng Chen was mostly the name people talked about, and Lu Yuanshan was rarely mentioned.

There was no particular reason, it was just because Meng Chen was good-looking.

For two people with the same strength, if one of them still has an outstanding appearance, people will definitely pay more attention and attention.The disciples of Zhenwu Villa often defend Lu Yuanshan against this, but Lu Yuanshan himself doesn't care.

He just wanted to compete with his equal opponents in an upright manner.

In the anticipation of everyone, Meng Chen stood up from his seat and walked to the competition stage.When passing by a person, he was gently pulled at the corner of his clothes.

He turned his head and met Xue Lang's nervous eyes.

This was the first time in the past few days that the boy had spoken to him on his own initiative.

"You...be careful, that person is hard to deal with." Xue Lang instructed nervously, "It's fine if you lose, don't get hurt."

Meng Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, reached out and pressed his head.

"I won't lose."

He stepped onto the stage and cupped his hands at Lu Yuanshan: "Please enlighten me."

Lu Yuanshan nodded silently, then drew out his saber and slashed towards Meng Chen.

Generally, when two sides compete, they always have to exchange a few words first, talk about the scene before fighting, but Lu Yuanshan didn't say a word, and he made moves immediately. His simple and simple style is somewhat similar to his name.

Before all Taixuan disciples had time to lament that Lu Yuanshan was different, they all changed their faces.

Just because they have already felt the powerful knife!

The moment Lu Yuanshan took out the knife, a thick and majestic breath overflowed silently from the blade like a turbulent sea.The terrifying power contained in it can be clearly felt by everyone in the audience——

This is actually the peak power of Nascent Soul!

As soon as this knife was released, even the head of Taixuan was surprised: "National Soul Ninth Floor? How could he have such a great advancement in just three or four years!?"

For ordinary monks, it takes at least a hundred years to reach the peak of cultivation from the beginning of Nascent Soul, and a person with outstanding talent may be able to use it for decades, but it only takes three or four years to break through to the peak, which is simply unheard of!

Master Zhenwu revealed the mystery with a proud face: "Yuanshan's father was born in the orc family, and he inherited the blood of the orc."

The orcs are a unique race, born with a strong body, and like the monster race and demon cultivators, their cultivation speed is much faster than ordinary monks.If the blood of the orcs is combined with diligent practice, it will indeed reach this level in three or four years.

The head of Taixuan knew that Meng Chen's chances of winning were not great, so he snorted sullenly.

The following disciples were all shocked and couldn't find Bei:

"Am I not mistaken? Nascent Soul Ninth Floor?? Did Lu Yuanshan grow up eating Zengling Pill??"

"It's impossible to reach such a terrifying level after taking Zengling Pill. It's over, it's over, what kind of pervert is this, Brother Meng is going to lose!"

No wonder the disciples wavered so quickly. This kind of cultivation speed is too frightening. No matter how powerful Meng Chen is, he can't be better than the peak Yuanying! ?

Compared to the panic and disbelief of the Taixuan disciple, the Zhenwu disciple had a complacent smile on his face.

Heh, let you brag about Meng Chen's beauty all day long. Although...it is indeed very beautiful, but can it be eaten as a meal?Strength is the most important thing!Senior Brother Lu is the well-deserved number one genius!

The people in the audience were all different and chaotic, but the two people on the stage remained unmoved and immersed themselves in the discussion wholeheartedly.

Lu Yuanshan's saber technique is rigorous, extremely simple, but also purely powerful.All the disciples in the audience could feel the terrifying power, let alone Meng Chen who faced the blade directly.

There is no benefit to hard-wired, and he chose to avoid it without hesitation.

But the moment he evaded, Lu Yuanshan yelled loudly, and the blade cut through the sea and waves, and he swung a full eighteen knives in an instant!

A disciple in the audience lost his voice and said, "It's so fast!"

The power of this knife is not only thick, but also the speed is so fast! !

Eighteen swords slashed fiercely and surrounded Meng Chen layer by layer, cutting off all his escape routes.Just as all the disciples were holding their breaths and worrying about Meng Chen, they saw the blue figure disappearing into the arena suddenly!

Eighteen knives slashed in the air, and after the light and shadow disappeared, Meng Chen's figure reappeared, standing in the original position, as if he had never moved.

"Treading the waves!" Xiao Guan slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I can do this move too, but it's just an entry-level move, there are probably not many in this world who can use it to his level!"

Seeing that all his moves failed, Lu Yuanshan's eyes also showed a bit of surprise, but then he ignited a stronger fighting spirit, gathered his true essence on the knife again, and slashed forward.

Meng Chen didn't retreat this time, and the long sword around his waist came out of its sheath with a "Zheng".

Many monks would name their swords, but Meng Chen did not.

His sword is nothing more than an ordinary one, and it doesn't have a special name, but it has accompanied him silently and loyally for two lifetimes.

The hilt trembled in the master's hand, not because of fear, but because of excitement.A layer of frost and white quickly condensed on Xueliang's sword body, and stabbed straight at Lu Yuanshan with unparalleled sword intent!

When the swords and swords met, the invisible true essence collided suddenly, and an invisible air current centered on the two of them, stagnated for a moment and spread out rapidly. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and several cracks faintly appeared on the edge of the ring.

Almost at the same moment, Meng Chen and Lu Yuanshan retreated at the same time, and at the next moment they made moves at the same time, and confronted each other again.

The disciple of Taixuan who was worried and broke into a cold sweat for Meng Chen found that Meng Chen did not seem to be at a disadvantage. His figure looked much thinner than Lu Yuanshan, and even a thin long sword was not as good as Lu Yuan Shan's broadsword is imposing, but every time the sword collides, his attitude is calm.

Not long after, the two of them fought each other with a hundred moves.Even in the Nascent Soul Realm, with such a rapid consumption, there will always be times when he will be exhausted. Lu Yuanshan's saber is as steady as it was at the beginning, but the speed has slowed down imperceptibly.However, Meng Chen's eyes were fixed, and he seized the opportunity suddenly. The moment he passed by the sweeping blade, he stretched out the long sword in his hand, and stabbed directly at Lu Yuanshan's heart at an unexpectedly tricky angle!

"Okay!" Taixuan disciple couldn't help clapping his hands and shouting, Zhenwu disciple was also nervous for a while, but thinking of Lu Yuanshan's realm, he suppressed the tension again.

It's useless, the body protection of the Nascent Soul Realm is very powerful, and the Nascent Soul peak is even more indestructible. Unless you have the power above the Transformation God Realm, it is absolutely impossible to break it!

Lu Yuanshan also knew that this sword could not be avoided, so he shouted loudly, mobilized all his spiritual power, and built a solid body protection essence in front of him.

Taixuan disciples couldn't help being disappointed: "It's over—"

Meng Chen's expression was cold, as if he couldn't see the transparent but thick road in front of him.

Like a heavy barrier, he stabbed the sword with his wrist smoothly.

There was a soft "chi" sound, and everyone watched helplessly. Lu Yuanshan's protective essence looked like a thin piece of paper, easily pierced by the tip of the sword.

It was at this moment that people felt the terrifyingly powerful aura emanating from the tip of the sword.

"This is—" A disciple lost his composure and stood up from the banquet, his expression changed in shock.

"God Transformation!"