In the main hall, through the light screen of the formation, looking at Wu Ming, who has won consecutive battles and has an unparalleled style, the elders have different expressions, and their hearts are filled with sadness. Apex 23S.
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"What do Elder Liu and the others mean? Knowing that this son is on the list of geniuses, they still send the outer disciples to fight. Isn't this a deliberate admission of defeat?"
Zhu Changfeng said with an ashen face.
"If you don't follow the rules and directly send innate disciples, will Fengxiao Sect lose its face?"
Another elder spoke with resentment.
If it weren't for the radical faction in the sect and getting involved in the fight between outsiders, how could it have reached this level?
"Face? A mere artistic conception warrior doesn't take my sect seriously. If he can't keep him in the mud and never stand up, then he will never have the face to stand in the world!"
A skinny middle-aged man stood behind Zhu Changfeng. This man glanced at everyone with a cold look, and then looked at the figure in the light screen ferociously and said, "I propose that you send your eldest son to fight!"
"I agree with Elder Lou's proposal!"
In an instant, seven elders stood up and agreed, obviously it had been discussed long ago.
"What? You..."
The expressions of the elders changed drastically, and each of them looked shocked and angry.
But as some people from his own faction stood up, and when the number exceeded half, sporadic opposition could no longer be repeated.
Qu Tianlin was angry and ran away. Three elders from the conservative faction went down the mountain to arrange a fight against Wu Ming. However, the elders from the radical faction had always been popular, but no one could stop them at this time.
"The eldest son is the most important thing in the sect. It is related to Qianlong's fate. Such a big matter must be decided by the master!"
An elderly elder hesitated for a moment and said.
"The master is in retreat at a critical moment. Who can afford to be disturbed by this incident and harm his cultivation?"
Zhu Changfeng stared at the man coldly. The thirty-nine people from the same camp pressed forward with all their overwhelming aura, making the man's breath stagnant and speechless.
"Even if it is inconvenient for the leader to come forward, the Supreme Elder should always..."
Some people are unwilling to make the last effort.
"The four Supreme Beings, one who is far away in the middle Tang Dynasty, one who travels around the world, and one who has been in seclusion for many years and has no interest in worldly affairs and is sitting in charge of the sect, have agreed to this matter!"
Elder Lou said calmly.
The sect elders who originally had a glimmer of hope suddenly died down. Even the Supreme Elder agreed, so why bother?
Although the elders of the sect have great power, the Supreme Elder has the privilege of making final decisions on major sect matters. This privilege is not based on qualifications, but on strength. Only the Grand Master can become the Supreme!
No matter how unwilling you are, you can't disobey the Supreme Emperor's order. After all, this matter is not related to the safety of the sect. But dispatching carefully trained eldest sons and exposing their strength in advance really makes many elders dissatisfied.
In their view, it is foolish to use the best talents in the sect for such a battle of spirits.
Zhu Changfeng and others looked sullen. They had long been dissatisfied with this group of sect members who stuck to the old rules, clung to their limitations, and lost their enterprising spirit. Now they suppressed them in one fell swoop, just in time to seize the opportunity to seize more rights.
Only they can lead Fengxiao Sect to glory!
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At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Wu Ming defeated the inner sect elite first-level innate in one fell swoop, and climbed up the steps calmly.
"Although it is only a human-level sect and its foundation is far inferior to that of an earth-level sect, it should not be just these few crooked melons and cracked dates."
Wu Ming looked at the depths of the stone steps. The clouds and mist above made it difficult to see clearly.
But he has come into contact with quite a few sect disciples. Luoyun Valley, Pili Sect, Xuanlei Sect, and Bailian Pavilion all have geniuses born. Although Fengxiao Sect is not comparable to these four sects, it is also a human-level sect.
There shouldn't even be anyone to support it.
On the contrary, for sects of the second rank of heaven and earth, there were very few geniuses on the list, and the only ones he knew well were the top three.
In this regard, Jia Zhengjing once explained to him that the list of one place, one region or one country is nothing. The real list, called the Hidden Dragon List, is compiled by the Holy Temples and represents the human race.
A true genius of the younger generation.
The reason why the major sects hide you is actually a kind of protection. After all, people are afraid of being famous, and people are afraid of being strong. If you have too many social activities, you will inevitably be distracted.
Wu Ming once said with a smile that it was like naming a child with an unpleasant nickname on purpose, hoping that the child would be able to support himself easily.
The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough!
It's easy to dodge open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. Who can guarantee that no one or alien race will attack the geniuses on the list?
As for the psychology of those who are willing to be on the list, it is only in the eyes of the beholder!
"Huh? Finally I have something decent!"
After walking hundreds of stone steps, Wu Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked slightly sideways at a tall figure on the platform at the corner ahead.
This man has a handsome appearance and is eight feet tall. His cloud-patterned clothes cannot hide his bulging muscles. He exudes a sharp aura that cannot be concealed. His whole body is like a half-sheathed sword, and he seems to be ready at any moment.
Prepare to taste blood!
"The True Legend of Fengxiao Clan, Zhu Mingcheng!"
The young man looked at Wu Ming coldly, with a hint of excitement in his slightly cold eyes, as if he had seen prey.
"Your surname is Zhu? Who are you Zhu Changfeng?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"How dare you call your master by his first name?"
Zhu Mingcheng said in a cold voice.
"Master? Are you his illegitimate son?"
Wu Ming plays with the taste.
"court death!"
Zhu Mingcheng was furious, the warehouse clanged with a sharp cry of gold and iron, and the sword dazzled with cold light. He crossed several feet in an instant and came straight to the door in front of Wu Ming.
He took action with anger, no mercy, no tricks, and a terrifying power of five harmonious Qi. All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in all directions was absorbed, blocking all Wu Ming's escape routes.
Not only that, it also contains a slight sense of oppression, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable in all aspects of the body. It actually vaguely enters the charm of Sanhua's general trend.
"idiot!"
Wu Ming gave a cold look, made a slight mistake with his feet, moved half a step sideways, avoided the sword energy lightly, and instantly ran forward like an ape, and struck out with a palm.
The crackling arc emitted a frightening golden-blue light, and an unparalleled strong wind roared out, touching the cold sword body and hitting Zhu Mingcheng's shoulder.
"Changfeng Wuying!"
Zhu Mingcheng showed no signs of panic. He shouted lowly and saw a light green light gushing out from his whole body. As his whole body swayed, layers of double images appeared.
Bang!
Wu Ming slapped the air with his palm, his eyes were strange, and he felt a chill behind him. He stamped his feet hard, jumped several feet in an instant, and turned around slowly.
"Don't treat me like that trash!"
Zhu Mingcheng shook his sword mockingly and said proudly.
"Interesting, this movement technique should be a secret skill in "Fengxiao Book". Are you the sect of Fengxiao Sect?"
Wu Minghun casually glanced at the torn clothes on his shoulders and said with interest.
"Haha, you still have some knowledge! Don't think that being on the list of geniuses means you are arrogant. It is just something to fool people. You must know that there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world!"
Zhu Mingcheng acted like he was lecturing the younger generation, and he was old-fashioned.
"hehe!"
Wu Ming couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect that the eldest son of Fengxiao Clan would be such a thing, which really made him a little disappointed.
Although the Tianjiao List has some water content, it is undeniable that it does represent the level of the top-notch warriors of the younger generation of the Song Dynasty, but the gap is relatively large.
Compared with the first ten people, it can be said that a person like him is completely different from the sky!
"why are you laughing?"
Zhu Mingcheng was a little annoyed. Not only was he not fooled, but he also hit back with a backhand. Although Wu Ming was not hurt, he still had the upper hand and had a small victory. Why did he feel that he was the one who was embarrassed?
"A person like you who is trapped in a corner, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, not knowing how to refine one's heart in the world of mortals, is really ignorant and pathetic!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"court death!"
Zhu Mingcheng's face darkened, and he stared at Wu Ming with a sinister gaze, and said in a cold voice, "You are the one who sits in the well and looks at the sky. You are a self-righteous thing. You won't cry until you see the coffin. Today I will let you see what a true genius is!"
"
Swish!
Before he finished speaking, the sharp sword energy came out vertically and horizontally, and combined with the mysterious movement skills, dozens of afterimages flashed quickly within a range of tens of feet, surrounding Wu Ming like a clone and swinging the sword.
The sword energy criss-crossed and turned into a sword net of clouds and mist, covering Wu Ming. It was extremely powerful!
"Hmph! Hold Kunlun in your arms!"
Wu Ming glanced sideways and exhaled suddenly. Vigorous energy surged around his body. The shadow of the mountain roared out, and immediately turned into the shadow of a unicorn. He raised his hoofs upward fiercely.
Boom!
Amidst the harsh sound of metal and iron, the sword net shattered, and a figure rolled back. It was Zhu Mingcheng. Judging from the situation, he seemed not to be injured, but was just knocked back.
"Azure Dragon Exploring Claw!"
Wu Ming's eyes were like lightning, and he stepped hard, like an arrow from a string, soaring into the sky, and struck Zhu Mingcheng's chest with his claws.
"Your cultivation..."
Only then did Zhu Mingcheng realize that Wu Ming's aura was strange.
But in the face of the fierce palm wind, the rest of the words were blown back to his stomach in an instant, and he was so horrified that he raised his sword to block.
There was a loud clang, and the sword, which was of high quality, was bent obviously and hit Zhu Mingcheng's body. The sharp energy passed through his clothes, and it flew off in an instant, revealing the light golden treasure underneath.
First.
"Is this a sect?"
Wu Ming's eyes showed disappointment, but he did not let him go. While he was in mid-air, he launched a fierce offensive, using his palms, fists and feet at the same time, and swung out in an instant, directly hitting the vital part of Zhu Mingcheng's joints, making a crackling sound.
Even though he was protected by the treasure armor, the terrifying power contained in it penetrated directly into his body. Severe pain spread throughout his body, and Zhu Mingcheng screamed and fell to the ground.
"you……"
Zhu Mingcheng looked frightened, but his body didn't seem to be his, and he couldn't move at all. What's more, he was puzzled. Why was there such a big gap between Wu Ming's strength and what he knew?
How did he know that Wu Ming had obtained four spiritual roots of heaven and earth and had begun to truly refine his destiny. Although he had not refined all of them, he had only refined one into his body, and his cultivation level had not increased, but the benefits obtained were extremely astonishing.
Because what he was refining was the Purple Yang Blood Bodhi that could strengthen the body!
This treasure is calcined by the life fire of the life marrow orifice, like the sun all the time, releasing pure blood and energy, while constantly tempering the physical body and sublimating Wu Ming's life level!
This is the true meaning of forging destiny. Innate power is already on another level!