After hearing this, the disciple who spoke and the bystanders around him were all dumbfounded, feeling bewildered and confused.
If it’s not a warrior realm, what else can it be?
Everyone was unanimously confused.
Leng Qingshuang's lips trembled and she looked at Chu Yue's back worriedly.
Xiao Li tightened his grip on the Demon-Breaking Sword, his eyes as stern as frost, filled with courage that was fearless in autumn and winter!
Mu Sheng was condescending and looked at the sharp-edged Chu Yue with disdain, a trace of disdain spreading in his eyes.
She still overestimated Ye Chuyue. This guy was just showing off his words.
In the final analysis.
He is just a man with all the courage and no strategy.
The disciples of the inner and outer sects who were far away from the stone platform were talking like a pot.
"What does Senior Sister Ye mean by this? As far as I know, during the martial arts competition, she had just broken through to an eight-star warrior. Now, in just one month, even a warrior with an astonishing breakthrough speed can break through to a nine-star warrior.
The environment is pretty good, right?"
"Are you just being stubborn? After all, the disciples in Chaoyang Hall have already finished their worship. It would be embarrassing for Senior Sister Ye to worship alone."
"Senior Sister Ye is the emperor's sweetheart after all. She has a son. Therefore, it is understandable that the mother is more arrogant because of the son."
"But the matter of worship, for the entire martial arts, is to respect those ancestors who sacrificed their lives for righteousness and took the lead. If you rely on the emperor's honor and break the etiquette and refuse to worship, I am afraid it will attract criticism from the people of the world, right?"
"..."
Gazes fell on Chu Yue one after another, full of curiosity.
Among Xuanji's disciples, one or two people came to Xia Shan's side and couldn't help but said: "Senior Brother Xia, if Senior Sister Ye does this, I'm afraid it will cause an incalculable disaster to the emperor, right?"
"Yes, let me tell you, it is better to marry a virtuous wife. Miss Ye is known as the Master Chu of Chang'an. She is of flesh and blood and is as strong as iron. But as a wife, she is a bit worse."
"Being blindly reckless will only bring disaster to her husband's family, and make Sanctuary and Emperor Zun look down upon in the martial arts world because of her disrespect for her ancestors."
Xia Shan listened to his friends' left and right words, touched his nose lightly with his slender fingers, then turned to look at his friends, and asked harmlessly: "Do you think Emperor Zun's vision is worse than yours?"
Or is it that a generation of emperors will lack virtuous and respectful women around them? "
The Xuanji disciples who were talking a lot, suddenly choked on their words, stared at Xia Shan, and were speechless for a long time.
In the end, he could only hold back his words unconvinced: "Is it possible that, after not seeing her for a month, she can break through to the warrior realm? Even gods can't do it."
Just after he finished speaking, he saw Chu Yue meditating next to the black gold unicorn, gently raising his jade hands, and his dark red sleeves were fluttering in the long wind.
His consciousness stirred slightly and his energy surged.
When the phoenix eyes were filled with cold light, the martial arts aura around him emanated.
The vast martial arts energy seemed to be wrapped in the essence of the sun and the moon. The moment it burst out, it shimmered with a layer of light golden brilliance.
This is the momentum of the warrior realm!
The strong wind surged, and the red-coated hunter made a sound.
The huge Chaoyang Hall fell into silence the moment the martial arts aura swept through it.
In the martial arts palace not far away, Shen Wuxing almost fell from the top floor.
Especially the pair of eyes under the bamboo hat suddenly widened, looking at Chu Yue energetically.
"Samurai Realm?"
Shen Wuxing swallowed, still doubting his life.
I still remember that when we met at the Zhenbei Hou Mansion last time, this girl was a genuine eight-star warrior.
We haven’t seen each other for a few days, why are we in the samurai realm?
Moreover, during this period of time, the child was probably in a hurry from Chang'an to Shenxuan, so where would he find the time to practice?
To put it ten thousand steps back, even if a genius can break through quickly, the warrior realm is a watershed in martial arts, a realm where muscles and bones are forged. When making a breakthrough, you have to retreat, right?
"This kid is as strong as a ghost. I'm afraid he's not a descendant of the Emperor of Heaven."
Shen Wuxing's mouth twitched wildly, muttering to himself, and suddenly looked at Mu Sheng.
As expected, Mu Sheng was completely stunned, still maintaining the same expression as before, as if he didn't know how to react, but his eyes were full of shock, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Is my little junior sister still a fucking human?"
Yan Nanji's jaw dropped to the ground in shock. She looked at Chu Yue's back and swallowed, "Aren't we always by our little junior sister's side these days? She actually secretly broke through behind our backs!"
Leng Qingshuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Then she heard Yan Nanji's teasing words and kicked Yan Nanji on the buttocks. "Shut up if you can't speak. Xiao Yue'er has to come here to talk to you before she can break through."
Report it, you, Mr. Yan, have become very capable."
Yan Nanji rubbed her butt and looked at Leng Qingshuang speechlessly.
He is also regarded as a disciple of Zhan Xing and Leng Qingshuang’s senior brother. Doesn’t he want to lose face?!
Yan Nanji rubbed her buttocks again, and suddenly asked doubtfully: "Did Junior Sister break through while going to the toilet?"
When Yan Nanji kicked her under the cold frost, she rubbed oil on her soles and flew out like a monkey.
"Leng Qingshuang, you shrew, you will never get married in this life."