"You are very good! No wonder Shen Lang values you."
Ming Yuexin's answer made Chen Yang take a high look.
"Then let's see. Before the competition, if there is a chance, we can compete. If not, then we can compete again on the day of the competition."
Ming Yuexin turned around as she spoke, and a group of female disciples made way for her.
She didn't look back, turned her back to Chen Yang, and said as she walked:
"If I can't even pass your test, what qualifications do I, Ming Yuexin, have to challenge Shen Lang."
The farther Ming Yue Xin walked, the louder her voice became:
"Why is it that no matter whether it is the outer sect or the inner sect, whether it is the Demon Sect or the Dao Sect, everyone who is the first among his peers is called senior brother? Why? How can women be inferior to men?! I have a dream. After I am the queen of Ming Yue Xin, I will be the leader of my peers.
You should be called – Senior Sister!”
Ming Yue Xin had already gone far away, and the female disciples all looked fanatical, shouting for Senior Sister, coldly glancing at Chen Yang and the male disciples behind him, and chased after Ming Yue Xin.
Chen Yang blinked, feeling as if he was involved in something.
Behind him, there was an explosion of discussion:
"Senior Brother is just a title. Just like when a Taoist disciple meets, it is always correct to call him Taoist Brother, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman."
"Tsk, you have been suppressed by your senior brother every year, but now you have the dignity to say how women are inferior to men?"
"In my opinion, except for her figure, nothing is better than her."
"..."
Chen Yang sighed and walked away directly.
Chen Yang could tell with his toes how many words these latter people had to make people angry, and how many ears they just stood there to listen.
Whenever he wanted to reply to the previous sentence, he would be able to add more fuel and jealousy, and then pass it back to Mingyue Xin's ears, looking for an opportunity for the two of them to have a fight before the outer sect competition.
As for who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, they don't care. It's best if they all die.
"Demon Sect, Demon Sect."
"It's a small outer door, and there are all kinds of monsters and monsters there."
Chen Yang didn't say anything and quickly returned to his room No. 3.
At the door of the room, he paused.
He also swallowed a drop of Tianwai Shi Zhonglu and was practicing the Art of Tongyou. At this moment, there was not as much movement in Room No. 3 as when Chen Yang was in seclusion and practicing hard.
From the outside, the room seemed so calm that there was no one around, and there was no movement at all, not to mention that the spiritual energy fluctuations during cultivation were exposed to the outside.
Chen Yang made a seal, revealed a ray of spiritual power, and pushed on the door.
In an instant, as if the world was upside down, Chen Yang fell headfirst, staggered, and when he regained his balance, he was already in the room.
The strong evil spirit is surging.
Wang Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, and the spiritual energy vortex enveloped her in it.
When Chen Yang looked over, Wang Yu's eyelids twitched, as if he was about to open them, but didn't.
"When I was practicing, Wang Yu probably looked like a bird when he came in."
"It seems that we should wait for ten days before mentioning the practice of the magic system to her."
Chen Yang was not surprised. When he was practicing before, he would also be immersed in the great joy and find it difficult to extricate himself.
What was even more strange to him was the formation that enveloped Room No. 3 of Ding at this moment.
The spiritual energy was not visible outside, and he still had to seal the seal when he came in. The reason was because of the formation.