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Chapter 1003 Young Master Su, you go!

Chapter 1003: Young Master Su, go! [Third update]

Bang bang! Hundreds of momentum shot up into the sky in the courtyard, and its murderous aura filled the surrounding area.

Looking around, Ye Chen could feel the hostility coming from the warriors around him. At this moment, he also knew why these ninety-six people used their momentum to oppress him and others.

There are more than ninety teams, and only those who stand out among these teams can enter the abyss of life and death.

Therefore, if the strength of the warriors in these teams is too low, they are obviously not qualified to enter the abyss of life and death.

Ye Chen and others were able to withstand the wash of the ninety-six auras, which was enough to prove that they had the strength to become a member of this team.

"As for how to choose the captain, then it's up to you to decide!" He said calmly with his hands behind his back and looking around.

The atmosphere immediately became tense. The people present were all talented people. They stood out among millions of warriors, which was enough to illustrate their strength and qualifications.

"The captain is mainly responsible for the affairs of the team, and the team members must obey the captain's orders!" He said sadly.

A stern young man came out and said in a cold voice: "According to what Commander An Ran said, it is up to me to decide on the choice of captain?"

"Indeed!" He said sadly, his eyes slightly focused, he still had some impression of this young man, the peak of spiritual martial arts!

"Everyone!" The stern young man looked around, his gaze deliberately lingering on Young Master Su for a few breaths: "Hell, the strong are respected! In Leng's opinion, only the strongest can hold the position of captain, everyone.

What do you think?"

The warriors who can stand here have pride in their hearts and are extremely confident in their own strength. After hearing this, many warriors nodded and agreed: "It should be so!"

"I am Leng Feng!" The cold young man was filled with an extremely cold aura. "I want to be the captain of the first team. If any of you are dissatisfied, then come and challenge me!"

As soon as these words came out, the fighting spirit around him rose up in vain. If you want someone to surrender, the most direct way is to defeat him.

Bang bang! Several warriors came out, and their fierce momentum also exploded, causing a faint ripple in space.

The entire courtyard was shrouded in these auras. Ye Chen sat peacefully on the rocks, closing his eyes tightly and paying no attention to the changes around him.

The same goes for Young Master Su. Even with his half-step martial arts cultivation level, he is enough to defeat these warriors.

Anran paid special attention to Ye Chen and others. Seeing their lackluster reaction, he shook his head and said, "There are still several months until the Abyss of Life and Death opens. During this period, the resources for your cultivation will be provided by Lonely City!"

"The resources include blood crystals, elixirs, and martial arts!" Anran glanced at Ye Chen specifically. He smiled calmly and said, "Of course. As a squad leader, you will get more training resources!"

This is a naked temptation. The warriors who were hesitating came out one after another, with fighting spirit in their eyes. With the cultivation resources of Lonely City, even if they cannot enter the abyss of life and death, their strength can be improved a lot.

Dozens of auras filled the air, and the cold young man was not afraid at all. With the three-foot green peak in hand, the cold young man said calmly: "Then the position of captain will be decided by Leng!"

"I'm writing about the sword, please give me some advice!" A young man came out with a sword, flipped the sword over, condensed the sword intent, and fired directly.

Whoosh! The shadow of the sword's intention was swirling around, and the young man's sword arrived in an instant. The stern young man raised his head and stabbed out with the same sword, and its biting coldness swayed out, icy cold rules.

"Bang!" The coldness froze the phantom of the sword, and the stern young man smashed the force of the sword with a single blow.

"Bang!" The young man holding the sword flew out, looked at the stern young man who called himself Leng Feng with a horrified expression, and sighed slightly: "I lost!"

Leng Feng said lightly: "I gave in, who else is there?" He looked around, but no one flinched because of Leng Feng's gaze, and they all stepped forward to challenge.

There were more than a hundred people, excluding Ye Chen and others, Leng Feng's cultivation was undoubtedly the strongest, and he also mastered magical powers. Faced with one after another challenges, Leng Feng easily defeated his opponents.

A few moments later, all ninety-three warriors were defeated by Leng Feng's sword. Leng Feng's aura became even more terrifying, suppressing everyone's hearts.

"Is there anyone else?" Looking around, Leng Feng's eyes fell on Ye Chen and others.

Most of the eyes present also fell on Ye Chen and the others, and their gazes converged into a force of oppression.

The space shook. Ye Chen opened his eyes and glanced at Leng Feng, "Master Su, this captain's position should belong to you!"

Hearing this, Master Su, who was practicing, opened his eyes, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. With his indifferent character, he was unwilling to be the so-called captain. It was just like this. In the Blood Prison, he usually practiced occasionally

The Blood Prison Army does not manage those trivial matters.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, Young Master Su stood up, smiled helplessly, and walked out. Ye Chen continued to close his eyes and ignored the fight between Young Master Su and Leng Feng.

As the Blood Prison Emperor, Ye Chen has never managed the school prison. In other words, Ye Chen is too lazy and would rather sit and practice than deal with those trivial matters.

But Ye Chen didn't want to obey other people's orders. He didn't like to see others dictating to him. So instead of letting Leng Feng be the captain, it would be better to let Young Master Su be the captain.

Half a step into martial arts, Young Master Su came out with his sword in hand. He looked at Leng Feng with an indifferent expression, his gaze was like the light of a sword. In it, Leng Feng felt a sense of oppression.

Bang bang! Leng Feng took the initiative to attack for the first time. The coldness condensed and formed a dragon surrounding the sword, and the surrounding world enveloped him.

Holding the Young Master's Sword, Young Master Su's body turned into a rainbow, and the sword struck fiercely at Leng Feng, who was coming over. His half-step martial arts cultivation completely exploded, especially his martial arts will that had not yet been fully formed.

"Bang!!" A loud bang resounded, and most of the warriors mobilized their true energy to resist this will.

Leng Feng's figure suddenly retreated, looking at Young Master Su in shock, "Half step of martial arts!"

After flying dozens of meters away, Young Master Su Jikula cleverly shattered Leng Feng's magical power, and his Young Master's sword came to rest on Leng Feng's neck. He said calmly: "You are defeated!"

The surroundings fell silent. The warriors were all immersed in Young Master Su's strength. They sheathed their swords. Young Master Su looked around and said calmly: "If no one comes up to challenge, then the position of captain will belong to me!"

After a few breaths, no one came forward. Young Master Su walked back to Ye Chen, sat down, and continued practicing.

"Half-step martial arts, Young Master Su!" A dignified look flashed in his eyes sadly, Young Master from Bahan City!

"It seems that the information is indeed good. It is rumored that this young master from Bahan City has broken up with Bahan City!" He thought sadly for a moment. Seeing that no one came out to challenge him, he said: "Then from today on, this young master Su will be the leader of the first team.

team leader!"

Half-step martial arts, this strength is enough to convince other warriors. Some warriors even thought that a strong man with half-step martial arts in their team would be enough to sweep other teams.

"After January, ninety-six small teams will hold a competition. The team that stands out in this competition will be qualified to enter the abyss of life and death!"

"The competition is not just a fight between individuals. It's a fight between the whole team!"

"I would like to remind you in particular that this time there are many strong people, and some teams even have strong people in the martial arts realm!" The sad words undoubtedly shattered the warriors who were secretly joyful in their hearts.

"This month, the City Lord's Mansion will increase some resources for you. These resources will be sent by law enforcers in a moment!" After saying that, he turned around sadly and strode towards the courtyard gate. After stepping out of the gate, he stopped sadly.

He turned around, looked at Tiandao and the others with deep meaning, and said secretly: "Perhaps not only the other teams have strong martial arts players, but this team also has strong martial arts players. This time's life and death list is really unexpected!"

After leaving sadly, the entire compound became lively. After all, as a team, communication is essential.

As the captain, some warriors even came to ask Young Master Su for advice on some cultivation issues.

Ye Chen got up and was not used to the noise around him. He randomly found a thatched house and walked in. The realm of heaven, humanity, hell and hungry ghosts followed closely behind him.

Most people's attention was on Young Master Su and ignored Ye Chen's actions. However, Leng Feng paid special attention to Ye Chen, "Lingwu Realm?"

The thatched house is just a simple practice place, with a bamboo table and a bamboo bed arranged inside.

Ye Chen took one step and jumped onto the bamboo bed. He pointed out his sword, and faint spatial ripples emerged. A simple restriction enveloped the area within a few meters.

"Humanity!" Ye Chen is not proficient in restrictions. After all, this is the city lord's palace in Lonely City, and Ye Chen doesn't want to be monitored by law enforcement officers all the time.

Humanity raised his right hand, and its forbidden waves filled the air on his fingertips. The aura of heaven and earth condensed, and the waves blended into it, forming a mark that blended into the heaven and earth within a few meters of radius.

"Compared to restraint methods, I am inferior to humanity!" Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, feeling the changes in the surrounding world, and took out the second-generation Moon God Pendant, and the second-generation sword intent filled the thatched house.

Due to the existence of confinement, the fluctuations of his sword intent did not spread out.

These warriors were going to represent Lonely City into the abyss of life and death, so their treatment was naturally not bad. A few moments later, several of their law enforcers came with tens of thousands of blood crystals, numerous pills, and martial arts skills.

According to these law enforcers, these resources are only today's resources.

Ninety-six teams consume millions of blood crystals every day. The number of blood crystals alone is enough to make people sigh.

The blood crystals were divided into a hundred parts, and each person only had a few hundred blood crystals. Ye Chen looked at the blood crystals sent by Young Master Su and said helplessly: "You came in just to give me these hundreds of blood crystals."

A blood crystal?"

"It's not just to avoid those warriors!" Young Master Su Po said resentfully. He had been entangled by those warriors for several hours.

"With your character, I'm really putting you in a difficult situation!" Ye Chen chuckled. This kind of situation was more suitable for Liu Dong. He didn't know how the blood prison was developing now.

"Although the cultivation level of these warriors is not high, their qualifications are good. What's more important is that some of them are casual cultivators. If we win them over and absorb them into the Blood Prison, the strength of the Blood Prison will also be improved!" Ye Chenzao

He put away the Moon God Pendant, and its flames were flowing on his fingertips. The flames changed with Ye Chen's thoughts. Now, the rules of fire permeated the five fingers. Fortunately, the confinement arranged by humanity still existed, so this

The fluctuations did not spread.

"So, communication is still necessary!" Ye Chen closed his eyes again, removed the reincarnation flames from his fingertips, and immersed himself in cultivation.

Young Master Su sighed helplessly. At this moment, he missed the days when Liu Dong was around. At least that guy was here, and he didn't need to deal with these trivial matters by himself. Young Master Su retreated, and the silence returned to the thatched house again.

For several days in a row, Ye Chen stayed in the thatched hut without leaving. Other warriors also found their own thatched huts. In addition to practicing, they spent most of their time competing or exchanging training experiences.

Immersed in the second generation's sword intention, a kind of understanding emerged in Ye Chen's mind. As long as he grasped this understanding, Ye Chen could completely understand the essence of the second generation's sword intention.

But in the next moment, this understanding disappeared. Ye Chen opened his eyes in vain. Although he was cultivating, no move around him could hide from him. In vain, several sharp breaths and a wave appeared in the yard.

Oppression, "Damn it!"

This sudden oppression interrupted Ye Chen's practice, and Ye Chen's eyes showed a rare look of anger.

Young Master Su Ye suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, walked out of the thatched house, and looked at the exit of the courtyard with a calm expression.

Other warriors also woke up one after another, walked out of the thatched huts where they practiced, and stood behind Young Master Su. In front of the yard, figures flashed, and dozens of figures emerged.

Dozens of warriors, led by a middle-aged man, poured into the compound, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a sharp expression, and a terrifying oppression filled his body.

"Are you from the first team?" the middle-aged man said calmly, but his plain voice gave people an inexplicable pressure. (To be continued...)

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