Chapter 23 After the competition

Chapter 23 After the competition

However, Ji Chuan just smiled lightly, but Mu Jue sneered.

He placed his hope on Ji Chuan. If he failed to get the desired result in the end, don't blame him.

"Senior Brother Mu is mighty."

A smile appeared on Ji Chuan's lips, he cupped his hands and said.

"Oh, I don't know Junior Brother Gao's surname yet." Mu said with a noncommittal smile.

"In Xiajichuan, the outer disciples of the Tongtian Demon Sect are just nicknames that are not worth mentioning."

Ji Chuan smiled, not angry at all because of Mu Jue's attitude, and said with a cupped hand.

Soon, when Ji Chuan came on the stage, the outer disciples on the opposite side were obviously cautious people.

However, when Ji Chuan casually threw a sword flower, the opponent couldn't react at all and could only passively let go. In the end, Ji Chuan found a flaw and pierced the throat with the sword.

Ji Chuan flicked a sword flower, put away his sword and stood up. When he heard the sound of promotion, he stood up and returned to the square.

"Well, the third level of the day after tomorrow killed the fourth level of the day after tomorrow, and it was so clean and neat, not bad." Elder Xing of the Blood Transformation Sect nodded and commented affirmatively.

Then, he asked casually: "What is this disciple's name?"

"Forehead……"

Everyone in the venue was immediately speechless and looked at each other, hoping that someone could answer Elder Xing's question.

However, they obviously didn't know about such an unknown disciple.

Finally, it was the sect leader Pang Zhong who coughed and explained: "Elder Xing, this disciple must have suddenly risen from nowhere. We don't know who this disciple's name is."

Immediately afterwards, Pang Pang waved his hand, and a disciple immediately came over.

Pang Zhong said: "Go and check the name of the disciple just now, as well as some other information."

"Yes, Sect Master."

After receiving the order, this disciple quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes, not daring to delay the sect master's instructions at all.

The fight was still going on, with Elder Xing of the Blood Transformation Sect staring at the scene, but since Elder Yin was nearby, he did not dare to show any prestige.

After all, he didn't know what the relationship between Mr. Yin and Tongtian Demon Sect was.

Not long after, the disciple just now ran back quickly, bowed his waist and whispered a few words into Pang Zhong's ear, and then left.

At this time, Elder Xing's eyes fell on Pang Zhong's body, and his meaning was self-evident.

Pang Zhong also knew the purpose of Elder Xing, so he refused to show off and said with a smile: "Elder Xing, the disciple just now was promoted from a handyman disciple to an outer disciple of our sect, and his name is Ji Chuan."

Elder Xing nodded and said: "Well, this boy is pretty good, but he is only an outer disciple, and his cultivation level is still too low."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

All the elders around him responded with smiles on their faces.

There was no trouble in the following competition. Most of the outstanding performers were inner disciples, while some outer disciples really couldn't attract much attention from martial arts seniors like Elder Xing.

Under the bright sun, noon has arrived. Although the first round of competition has not ended yet, the elders in the auditorium on the high platform have already left.

In desperation, the deacons had no choice but to announce that the competition was suspended in the morning and would continue in the afternoon. According to their estimates, the competition would probably last two days. After all, there were hundreds of people, and a one-on-one fight would take a lot of time.

Ji Chuan did not attend the afternoon game. In fact, he had no interest in tomorrow's game either.

"What did Mr. Yin mean this morning?"

At noon, Ji Chuan returned to his residence and sat at the dilapidated table. He kept putting his hands on the table and knocking '嘘, 嘚, 嘚'. He kept thinking about what Mr. Yin's words in the morning meant?

Moreover, Ji Chuan found that Mr. Yin seemed to treat him differently. He did not believe that there was anything special about him that made Mr. Yin value him.

My family knows their own affairs. Apart from the understanding brought by Tian Mo Ce, there seems to be nothing special about them. It should not be worthy of Mr. Yin's several reminders.

Time passed by minute by second, and ‘嘘, 嘚, 嘚’ sounded particularly loud in the silent cabin.

Suddenly, Ji Chuan stood up and was about to go to Mr. Yin to ask for clarification. He was not afraid that Mr. Yin would be unfavorable to him.

Such a big man wouldn't care so much about a little guy like him, maybe he just valued him as a junior.

Maybe, Ji Chuan could only think like this.

Mr. Yin was an elusive person, and Ji Chuan had no idea where he was, so he had no choice but to wander around the sect, hoping to find him.

Ji Chuan frowned and wandered around the places where Yin Lao often hung out, such as the Sutra Collection Pavilion and the Promotion Office for Handyman Disciples, but still couldn't find him.

After not finding it for a long time, just when Ji Chuan's patience was exhausted and he was about to return, a voice came into his ears from behind, which instantly cheered him up.

"Mr. Yin!"

Ji Chuan quickly turned around and bowed without even raising his head.

In front of Mr. Yin, it would be better for him to be honest.

"You're just honest on the surface, but it doesn't matter. The Demon Sect needs people with cunning thoughts like you."

Mr. Yin scolded with a smile. He didn't feel there was anything wrong with Ji Chuan's little thoughts, but he admired them very much. UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net

Only those who have reached his level know that the Demon Sect is declining day by day. What it lacks is not powerful martial arts masters, but Demon Sect disciples who can compete with the righteous juniors.

Nowadays, Buddhism and Taoism claim to be the leaders of righteousness, and talented disciples emerge in large numbers.

However, the Demon Sect was in a state of inactivity, and there was no good solution, so it had to secretly look for disciples to train, waiting to compete with the righteous disciples in the future.

As it happens, Ji Chuan is the one he is more optimistic about. In fact, Mu Jue and Qin Hao are also good, but he doesn't like their temperament.

"Ji Chuan boy, come with me."

Elder Yin led Ji Chuan forward without any hesitation with his hands behind his back. Along the way, the disciples in the sect saluted repeatedly, but they had a hint of curiosity and jealousy towards Ji Chuan.

After a while, Ji Chuan followed Mr. Yin to a thatched house. As soon as he entered the house, he could smell the pungent smell of medicine.

Suddenly.

Before Ji Chuan could react, Mr. Yin grabbed his shoulder with one hand at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

He immediately let go and returned to the original place. The speed during this period left Ji Chuan speechless.

a long time.

"Mr. Yin, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Mr. Yin didn't speak for a long time, Ji Chuan looked nervous, bowed and asked respectfully.

"Okay, stop pretending in front of me."

Seeing this, Mr. Yin waved his hand and said.

"The Taoist skills your boy practices are really weird. I seem to have never heard of them." Mr. Yin still ignored Ji Chuan and kept mumbling, and finally said with certainty: "This skill I’m afraid it’s the supreme method for condensing the Taoist body.”

"No, you kid, don't practice this skill anymore." Immediately afterwards, Mr. Yin stared at Ji Chuan with his sharp eyes and said solemnly.