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Chapter 1227 Shi Kun

"Hmph! What's so great about Gao Hanyang? No matter how powerful he is, he is only the number one person in the outer sect. How can he be able to make a huge difference in front of me?"

The yellow-robed disciple Chang Qian smiled coldly, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he looked very domineering!

"This Gao Hanyang is said to have killed a bandit from the Xuanyue Realm when he first entered the Quasi-Xuan Realm. His strength should not be underestimated. Junior Brother Chang, it's better not to be too careless!" A tall, green-robed inner disciple.

The disciple said solemnly.

"Don't worry, even if I, Chang Qian, am not careful, I won't capsize in the gutter. In fact, I have known this person's name for a long time. No matter if I meet him now, let me know what the so-called number one person in the outer sect is like.

How capable you are? Humph!"

Chang Qian snorted coldly, swung his sleeves and flew up, flying directly onto the ring under the gazes of several companions.

"Is Chang Qian underestimating the enemy too much?"

"Underestimating the enemy? Haha, Gao Hanyang actually makes you so nervous, you are really speechless! Don't forget, we are the inner disciples, even if we are nervous, it should be Gao Hanyang who is nervous!"

"That's right! Although Chang Qian was promoted to the inner sect a year or two later than us, his strength is on par with us, and even slightly better than the rest of us!" A white-robed disciple looked at Chang Qian.

figure, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Chang Qian was also a disciple of the inner sect. He was promoted later than them and was a year or two younger than them. However, his strength was already as good as theirs and he was now quite successful in the inner sect.

, has considerable popularity and reputation.

In comparison, the senior inner disciples like them are inevitably a little envious, but compared to the strength of Gao Hanyang and Chang Qian, they are still more optimistic about Chang Qian.

After all, one is a genius from the inner sect who has lived in the Xuanyue realm for a long time, and the other is just the number one person from the outer sect in the Quasi-Xuan realm.

As for the title of "No. 1 in the outer sect", they actually have doubts about how valuable it is.

"Hmph! No matter how powerful the outer disciples are, they are still outer disciples after all. Look, Gao Hanyang will never be Chang Qian's opponent!"

A stout inner disciple roared in a low voice, his tyrannical aura dissipated, and everyone's expressions were slightly condensed, and they all looked towards the ring.

At the same time, several more arenas ended their competitions one after another. The elders of the sect called out their numbers one after another, and pairs of disciples quickly appeared on the stage.

"Number 991, come on!"

When the words spread, no one in the square responded for a moment!

This strange situation surprised many of the disciples who were watching the battle, and even criticized it.

"That's unreasonable! Why are you pretending to be serious when the elders have called you?"

"Who is so bold and doesn't respond when called?"

After waiting for a while, many disciples frowned and scolded, expressing their dissatisfaction.

However, most people ignored this small interlude and kept their eyes firmly fixed on the ring where Gao Hanyang was, watching the exciting duel that was about to unfold.

Among the crowd of outer disciples, Qi Yurou and others were surrounding Jiang Tian with expressions of anticipation.

"Junior Brother Jiang, it's finally your turn!"

"Why are you still stunned? Come up quickly!"

The companions were a little unable to hold back, but Jiang Tian looked calm and smiled without saying a word. He looked at Di Feng indifferently and had already noticed their reactions.

Di Feng and several of his companions stared in Jiang Tian's direction with suspicious expressions, each frowning slightly and whispering.

After a short wait, the sect elder called again, but his voice was a little more severe!

"Number 991 appears quickly, otherwise it will be forfeited!"

The majestic words spread, and a red-robed disciple next to Di Feng twitched his eyes and finally couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Looks like it's not that kid, I went up first!"

The red-robed disciple nodded to his companion, then strode onto the stage, and handed over the number in the elder's slightly impatient eyes.

"That's unreasonable! Why are you reacting so slowly? There's another one, come up quickly!" The elder glared at the red-robed disciple with a sullen face and scolded sternly.

"What a pity!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, nodded to his companion, and then walked towards the ring.

"Elder, I kept you waiting!" Jiang Tian jumped onto the stage, smiled leisurely, and handed over his lottery number.

"Outer disciple? Humph!" The sect elder frowned and glanced at Jiang Tian, ​​but did not blame him too much.

There is nothing to argue with a junior from the outer sect who is about to be eliminated. Although this kid's reaction is a bit slow, as an elder of the sect, he naturally needs a certain amount of courage.

The sect elder shook his head and sighed, looked at Jiang Tian with a slightly similar look, and stepped aside.

However, when Jiang Tian came on stage, there were people below the ring with gloomy faces, gritting their teeth and cursing angrily.

This person is none other than Di Feng.

"That's unreasonable! This kid is so damn cunning!" Di Feng gritted his teeth and angrily yelled, his face extremely gloomy.

"Senior Brother Di, it seems that this boy is timid and has guessed our plan, otherwise he wouldn't be so cautious!"

"Yes! Fortunately you didn't exchange numbers and show up rashly, otherwise this kid would definitely find a way to avoid it!"

"Senior brother Di, don't worry. If you didn't meet him this time, you may not miss him in the next one!"

"That's right! On the contrary, there is no limit to the number of rounds in this round of martial arts competition. Before the top sixty-four places are determined, lots will be drawn repeatedly. This kid can't always be so lucky!"

Several companions shook their heads and sneered, and tried to comfort Di Feng.

Almost every time the elders call for a number, they are observing Jiang Tian's reaction. Once there is a slight sign that Di Feng will appear, he will try his best to find a number and want to play against him, but unfortunately he has never been able to do so.

This time, there was a chance to hit the opponent head-on, but Jiang Tian cunningly avoided it. Just thinking about it made him angry.

"Hmph! To put it lightly, he may not be able to pass this round, so why are we talking about the top sixty-four? Don't you think it's a bit funny?"

Di Feng scowled and complained dissatisfied.

"Huh? You're right!"

"Damn it! You really let this kid escape!"

"But don't worry, Brother Di, Shi Kun is not a vegetarian. We have already said hello to him, and we will definitely not hold back against Jiang Tian!"

"Hmph! It's a huge pity that I can't teach this kid a lesson myself!"

Di Feng gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, regretting that he had missed this opportunity.

But there is no way, Jiang Tian has already appeared on stage, he can't run to the stage to grab Shi Kun's number, right?

And on the ring, with the elder's order, the battle between the two officially began!

"Jiang Tian, ​​do you know what my relationship is with Di Feng?"

Shi Kun was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Tian with a condescending look, exuding incomparable arrogance. In his opinion, crushing Jiang Tian was just a matter of a few gestures. For this
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