The sound was like thunder, and there was no surging energy. However, every confrontation was the result of two people fighting with all their might, and the remaining power stirred up the surrounding air, sputtering out violent ripples.
The look of shock on Shi Shi's face became more and more intense, and in the end, she even opened her red lips in surprise.
Chen Ling was actually on par with Yang Xuan.
Although the two of them were just conducting simple and crude probing attacks, Chen Ling, who was in the early stages of becoming a saint, obviously already had the combat power of a high-level saint.
It's so terrifying.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Chen Ling and Yang Xuan both stopped.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath, his expression solemn and fearful.
It was just a test attack, he didn't use his full strength, but Chen Ling was not the same.
"Senior brother is better." Chen Ling shook his numb arm and smiled.
Yang Xuan's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Have you ever harmed me like this? The initial level of becoming a saint is comparable to the high level of becoming a saint."
"This time the Genius List is fun."
It is conceivable that a newcomer has the high-level strength to become a saint, at least the top twenty levels in the genius list.
It is not difficult to imagine what kind of commotion it will cause by then.
Yang Xuan was completely convinced.
Fortunately, this was his junior brother Chen Ling. Although he was shocked, he was also happy for Chen Ling.
"It's a lot of pressure. I suddenly feel that maybe it won't be long before he will directly surpass you and me." Shi Shi said with a wry smile on his face.
This increase in strength is a bit too scary.
"Hey, senior brother, Ouyang Hong will be left to you." Chen Ling grinned.
Yang Xuan curled his lips and said solemnly: "Let his father not even recognize him."
"It's time to achieve the goal of the macro-killing team."
Looking at the two of them, Shi Shi couldn't help but shake his head, feeling pity for Ouyang Hong.
Offending Chen Ling, now it seems, is really not a wise choice.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly arrived.
"Elder Lei."
Yang Xuan and Shi Shi looked shocked and quickly bowed and saluted.
Chen Ling was stunned and quickly saluted.
Elder Lei ignored the three of them and then landed on Chen Ling: "Chen Ling, the hall master has summoned you, come with me."
"Summoned by the palace master?"
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, then nodded in confusion.
"Senior Brother, Sister Shi, I'll go over first." Chen Ling greeted the two of them, and then left with Elder Lei while they were confused.
"Summoned by the master of the palace?" Shi Shi's beautiful eyes turned, and he murmured: "Isn't it because of his bloodline that he became a saint?"
"It's very possible." Yang Xuandao.
"What's going on?" At this time, Si Xingfei flew over and glanced at the empty sky in confusion.
"Junior brother Chen was summoned by the palace master." Yang Xuandao.
"The palace master summoned..." Si Xingfei's expression changed slightly, but he immediately smiled and said, "This is a good thing. I also experienced it back then."
"Forehead."
"Senior brother, is it because of his bloodline that he can become a saint?" Yang Xuan asked in shock.
"That should be right." Si Xingfei nodded.
Yang Xuan and Shi Shi looked at each other with shock on their faces.
If he really wanted to become a saint because of his bloodline, there is no doubt that Chen Ling would have attracted the attention of many peerless experts in the Shenwu Palace.
"By the way, how strong is that boy?" Si Xingfei suddenly looked at Yang Xuandao.
Yang Xuan suddenly said depressedly: "Abnormal."
"He is on par with me. I feel that if both of us go all out, I may not be absolutely confident that we can beat him."
"The initial level of becoming a saint is comparable to the high level of becoming a saint. It is really powerful." Si Xingfei was slightly shocked, but compared to Yang Xuan and the other two, he could accept it. After all, he was also a saint-level bloodline, and the transformation of his strength was huge.
Have experience.
"Go back. The ranking battle is about to begin. Let's all adjust." Si Xingfei glanced at Yang Xuan and Shi Shi, waved his hand, and turned around to walk back to his residence.
"Alas." Shi Shi sighed and said, "I'm leaving."
Yang Xuan was helpless.
This time, Chen Ling was really hit hard.
It's time to adjust the situation.
…
"Disciple Chen Ling, pay homage to the palace master."
Walking into the main hall, Chen Ling met Han Chen's majestic gaze, his heart trembled, and he quickly bowed and saluted.
"Dongsheng has cultivated a good seedling. It has only been half a year since he started. His bloodline has become a saint, and his cultivation has become a saint. Looking at the entire Shenwu Temple, no one can surpass you." Han Chen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
Such praise made Chen Ling slightly surprised.
You must know that the person in front of you is a powerful Saint King, the master of a palace, and the words coming out of his mouth are naturally extraordinary.
Chen Ling was confused.
Although he could guess why he was summoned, the specific reason was beyond his ability to guess.
"I saw you today mainly because some seniors in the palace have taken a liking to you." Han Chen said slowly with a solemn expression.
Old timer...
Chen Ling's pupils shrank. Being called an old-timer by Han Chen, one can easily imagine his status in the Shenwu Palace.
"But, I don't want to let him go easily." Han Chen looked at Chen Ling closely.
Chen Ling felt a thrill in his heart and suddenly woke up from the shock.
The senior in the palace? He is definitely a person with extremely high strength and status.
Holy blood?
Is this really the only reason?
Senior Brother Si is also a saint by blood and is still cultivating well in the Fourth Hall.
The treasure of ancestor Chen Feng...
At the thought of this, Chen Ling's heart trembled.
His identity is naturally no secret in the eyes of the powerful men of Shenwu Palace.
If it's because of this, it makes sense.
A treasure that even the ancient clans could not refuse, let alone the Divine Martial Palace.
Seeing Chen Ling's expression changing in silence, Han Chen smiled slightly and did not disturb him.
After a long while, Chen Ling took a deep breath, with a stern expression on his face, and said slowly: "This disciple will only follow the arrangements of the palace master."
Han Chen smiled faintly and said: "Two choices, one is to stay in the fourth hall, and the other is to participate in the temple trial."
"Temple trial?" Chen Ling's expression changed and he looked at Han Chen in disbelief.
It would be too early for him to participate in the temple trial now.
"Yes, it is the temple trial. Anyone who can pass the trial will join the temple, which is the first temple."
"When you enter the temple, you will be the real elite of Zhongliu in the Shenwu Temple. No matter the status or resources, they are not comparable to those of the Fourth Temple. Of course, the competition will be more fierce. You don't need to give me an answer now. Wait until the end of the ranking competition on the Genius List.
Make a decision." Han Chen said.
"Disciple understands." Chen Ling nodded.
"By the way, you are a descendant of Chen Feng. Your ancestor Chen Feng also cooperated with Shenwu Temple back then." Han Chen suddenly said something shocking.
Is this a temptation?
Chen Ling's expression changed. Looking at Han Chen's unpredictable expression, he hesitated and said, "Really? This disciple has also heard of many deeds of his ancestor Chen Feng, but he didn't expect that he had also cooperated with Shenwu Palace."
This little naughty guy seems to have guessed it a long time ago.
But who told him these things?
Han Chen frowned slightly, then smiled lightly and said, "Did Chen Feng leave anything with you?"
Chen Ling complained endlessly.
The powerful Saint King questioned... The tremendous pressure made him want to escape from this place immediately. (To be continued)