Listening to these four words, the corners of Chen Ling's lips turned up slightly, and his face was as cold as snow.
If he could become an inner disciple in the past, he would probably be so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. But now, Lin Xiaoyu's betrayal and the dual changes in his heart after getting the Tiantian bloodline and going from hell to heaven, made him seem to see through the world of mortals all at once.
Seemingly indifferent.
Inner disciple?
I'm not satisfied.
Bang!
Chen Ling's arms shook, and his arms glowed with blood. His true energy came out of his body like a rope, clinging to the rocks. The next moment, the rocks fell on the ground in an orderly manner.
Gudong!
This scene made countless outer disciples swallow their mouths and spit, and the last trace of doubt in their hearts was severely defeated.
This is genuine Blood Core Realm strength.
"No, it's impossible. This is absolutely impossible. I don't believe it."
Qi Jun suddenly shouted and rushed out.
His eyes turned red and he yelled crazily: "Hall Master, I don't believe it. He can't even awaken his bloodline. How can he become a Blood Core Realm warrior? He is not qualified to be an inner disciple."
Jiang Lan frowned, glanced at Qi Jun with disgust and said coldly: "Qi Jun, are you questioning me?"
Qi Jun was not aware of Jiang Lan's dissatisfaction at all. He gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Ling: "Hall Master, I don't believe that Chen Ling has the strength of the Blood Core Realm."
"What do you want?"
The cold light in Jiang Lan's eyes became stronger and stronger.
Seeing Qi Jun's crazy look, Chen Ling grinned and glanced at Lin Xiaoyu. The latter's face was pale. Under Chen Ling's gaze, he suddenly avoided looking at her, not daring to look at her.
"Hall Master, how about this? I see there are two inner disciples here? Since some people don't believe it, let one of them come and discuss with me, so as to prove the Hall Master."
Chen Ling cupped her hands at Jiang Lan and smiled.
Good boy.
Jiang Lan couldn't help but praise in her heart.
What he said was impeccable, and he was slightly flattered, making Jiang Lan look at Chen Ling more kindly.
He glanced at Gu Bo and Pang Le, but there was a slight hesitation between his brows, and he looked at Chen Ling with some obscure information.
Chen Ling nodded imperceptibly.
Thinking of Chen Ling lifting fifteen rocks, Jiang Lan's eyes lit up. Could it be this guy...
After thinking this, he no longer hesitated and said in a deep voice: "Pang Le, come and discuss with Chen Ling, so that some people can take a closer look."
"This damn Qi Jun is really a fool." Hearing this, Gu Bo couldn't help cursing secretly.
Obviously, Jiang Lan was angry.
Offended Jiang Lan, the leader of the law enforcement hall?
In the Banshan Sect, that was definitely an act seeking death, and the two of them being together with Qi Jun would even make Jiang Lan angry with them.
Both Gu Bo and Pang Le looked a little ugly.
However, in the face of Jiang Lan's order, how could Pang Le dare to disobey and walked out quickly: "Palace Master Jiang, this, Junior Brother Chen has just become an inner disciple, isn't it inappropriate to compete?"
"Yes, Hall Master Jiang, Qi Jun was just in a daze for a moment, how dare he doubt you, Hall Master." Gu Bo also quickly agreed.
As he said that, he glared at Qi Jun fiercely.
However, Qi Jun seemed to be driven to the brain by blood, and shouted: "No, how could Chen Ling, a loser, become an inner disciple? How could he be faster than me? I don't believe it."
Oh shit.
Gu Bo and Pang Le's faces both twitched. At this time, they both wanted to kill Qi Jun.
This damn bastard, if you want to die, don't get involved with the two of us.
Jiang Lan's originally slightly better complexion turned dark instantly, his eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered: "Pang Le, did you hear that? Chen Ling doesn't mind, so what are you afraid of?"
Gubo sighed.
Pang Le smiled bitterly, responded repeatedly, and then walked to the square.
Facing Chen Ling, Pang Le sneered.
He was afraid of Jiang Lan, but that didn't mean he was afraid of Chen Ling.
When he first became the Inner Sect, even though he had lifted fifteen rocks, which was quite astonishing, he had been in the middle level of the Blood Pill for a long time and was among the top ten in the Inner Sect. He was afraid of Chen Ling? That was simply laughable.
"Junior Brother Chen, please."
Pang Lepi smiled, stretched out his hand and said calmly, his eyes full of sarcasm.
"Senior Brother Pang, be careful."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Ling tiptoed, and a series of afterimages flew out, rushing out like lightning.
"What? How can he be so fast?"
Pang Le was shocked. He only saw a series of afterimages. He couldn't even see Chen Ling's trajectory.
The zhenqi all over his body surged like lightning, and he subconsciously punched his side hard.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, and Pang Le felt pain in his fist and a majestic force coming towards him, causing him to take three steps back involuntarily.
Chen Ling's figures gathered together, but he didn't move at all.
"Here, isn't he kidding me?"
"Is he really Chen Ling? Is Chen Ling really a waste?"
"Why do I feel like I'm the waste?"
The dull and silent crowd once again stirred up a frenzy because of this moment of confrontation.
With one move, Pang Le retreated, but Chen Ling didn't move.
Gu Bo's face twitched as he watched, and his eyes were full of horror.
He knew Pang Le's strength well. He was sixth in the inner sect and had an intermediate level of blood elixir cultivation. What kind of freak was that kid?
"Senior Brother Pang, are these the top ten in the inner sect?" Chen Ling glanced at his lips and said with a faint smile.
Pang Le's face twitched, and his anger at being humiliated suddenly surged wildly.
"Junior Brother Chen, you will see the strength of the top ten inner sects."
boom!
Pang Le's clothes were violent, his true energy was gushing out, and the wind was howling.
His whole body was like a ferocious beast stepping out, his big hands were filled with strong blood light, his true energy was like a tide, his hands became palms, and a thick and majestic momentum suddenly descended.
His hands were like holding up a mountain, and they blasted out fiercely with terrifying power.
His anger exploded like thunder, and he went crazy.
"Mountain Moving Palm, the sect's signature martial art, low-level Xuan level."
Chen Ling's pupils shrank, his eyes were stern, his blood elixir was circulating, and his true energy was surging.
Whoosh!
He also struck out with a palm in shock. He didn't dodge or dodge, and went straight forward to meet him.
Bang!
The two palms clashed, and the blood glow exploded, causing large blood ripples.
Chen Ling only felt his body sink. A force like a mountain came over him, and he took several steps back.
Pang Le smiled evilly, his big hand stuck to Chen Ling's palm, and he followed the trend, and the mountain-like power swept over him again.
There are three levels of Mountain Moving Palm, the first level is one attack, the second level is two attacks, and the third level is three attacks.
Pang Le has obviously cultivated it to the second level.
"Junior Brother Chen, enjoy it."
There was no trace of panic on Chen Ling's face, and he said with a strange smile: "Senior Brother Pang is indeed one of the top ten in the inner sect. He has actually practiced Mountain Moving Palm to the second level, but he is still a little short of it."
"Blood explosion."
"not good."
A warning sign suddenly occurred in Pang Le's heart, and he evacuated like lightning without hesitation.
However, at the moment he expected it, a huge suction force came from Chen Ling's palm, making him stick tightly and unable to move.
Bang!
The palm of his hand exploded, and Pang Le screamed in pain. His palm was bloody and bloody, and his whole body flew out in a panic. (To be continued)