In the distance, beasts roared continuously, and the smoke and dust were still lingering.
In the distance, the sky became gloomy, and occasionally there was a thunderclap.
The originally sunny scene seemed to be gradually enveloped by a gloomy and solemn atmosphere.
There was a hidden worry in everyone's heart that couldn't be shaken off. No one knew how and where the giantess and the young man in gorgeous clothes fought.
That kind of battle between levels has exceeded the imagination of all students and instructors.
All they knew was that when these two people came back, their faces were a little pale, but their appearance did not change much, and they did not look embarrassed.
However, judging from the sneer on the face of their deputy mountain chief He and the slight frown on the face of the young man in fine clothes, we can deduce that the one who has the upper hand may be their deputy mountain chief He.
Thinking of this, the students all had smiles on their faces and saluted the giantess, "Welcome to the victorious return of Chief Heshan! Chief Heshan is mighty!"
This kind of flattering behavior comes entirely from Yun Buliu's daily teasing of the female giant.
Moreover, the female giant is fully worthy of the word 'mighty'.
As a result, Hua Chengfeng, a young man in gorgeous clothes, heard these cheers and felt disgusted, but he couldn't jump out and tell these students that he actually won half the battle!
Who saw it?
What's more, his cultivation level was originally a little higher than that of this female giant, but after the two of them fought, he was suppressed and beaten all the way. If it weren't for his cultivation level, he would have been a little higher than this female giant.
, the result may really capsize in the gutter.
Because of this, he felt very unhappy, even though he won by a small amount in the end.
Several of his disciples looked at their master with some frustration. Hua Chengfeng snorted: "Why are you frustrated? I'm half as good as the master, so let them be proud!"
When several young disciples heard this, their expressions of worry turned to joy, and they nodded one after another. Then they looked at the students of Tiancang Academy, feeling an indescribable sense of pride.
The female giant raised her hand to calm everyone down, then turned to Hua Chengfeng, "I know you are not convinced, but it doesn't matter. Let your disciples stand up and challenge our students. You can challenge them however you want. As long as they are of the same age, we will
Even Tiancang Academy is following, so that you can understand how big the gap is between you and our Chief Yunshan!"
Although Hua Chengfeng was very unhappy and unhappy, he did not really support Yun Buliu's method of universal cultivation. He liked to take the elite route. But seeing so many students, he had to admit that at the low-end monk level, this kind of
The way the whole people practices cultivation is indeed very wild!
"The law should not be taught lightly. You will regret it sooner or later if you do this." Hua Chengfeng snorted.
"Pedantry!" the female giant replied disdainfully, "Think about how many inner and outer disciples your Sword Sect had in the past, and the total number of them is not much worse than those large tribes with tens of thousands of people!"
"Times have changed, how can we compare like this?" Hua Chengfeng snorted.
The female giant shook her head, "Brain, magnanimity, cultivation... you can't compare to Hua Fengling. I really don't know if Hua Fengling is stupid. Forget it, he is dead!"
Hua Chengfeng was so angry! But he had to admit that although what this giantess said was a bit unpleasant, she stated a fact.
In fact, he didn't understand what had happened until he woke up and crawled out of the coffin. Compared to his peerlessly beautiful sister Hua Fengling, his younger brother was indeed very ordinary, and all the light was covered up. So that everyone
When it comes to Jian Zong, they only know Hua Fengling, the daughter of Hua Jiufeng, but they don't know that there is also an unknown son Hua Chengfeng.
He knew that his sister, who had doted on him and loved him since he was a child, must have given him this opportunity. The resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart in the past had now turned into guilt.
And this guilt that filled him was the driving force that supported him and allowed him to regain his ideal of the ancient sword sect's past unparalleled glory.
For Hua Chengfeng, who once only knew how to bury his head in cultivation and follow his sister's back, but could never close the distance, what kind of management can he understand? What kind of development can he understand? Knowing how to teach those primitive people to weave linen clothes is already his only
One of the few life skills I know.
He could only learn the development methods of the sects in the past, find talented primitive savages in those tribes, and teach them the techniques.
If he hadn't been searching for a long time and couldn't see ancient humans, he would really look down on these primitive savages! They look so strange!
In ancient times, there were very few monks who looked like crooked melons and cracked jujubes. Basically, they all looked dignified. No matter how ordinary they were, they would not be ordinary to the level of these primitive people.
But when it comes to cultivation talents, these primitive people are really not bad, especially their physical condition is very good.
Hua Chengfeng reached out and patted the eldest disciple Zhu Liang on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Go! With your cultivation level, you shouldn't be afraid of any of them."
In one sentence, Zhu Liang's fighting spirit immediately became high.
There is no arena, only a martial arts arena.
The large martial arts arena, which covers an area of several thousand square meters, is where all students usually compete. The ground is paved with flat and wide stone slabs.
It is said that these stone slabs were carved out by the Heshan Chang sword after the Qilin beast carried them back from afar.
When Zhu Liang stood up to challenge the academy students, Yan Chao stood up directly, but another figure was faster than him. It was a girl with a body like an iron tower.
"I, Hu Niu, accept your challenge!" A cold girl from the Yuhu tribe.
It's just that this name has nothing to do with aloofness.
Everyone looked at Yan Chao. Yan Chao wanted to rush forward and take the tiger girl aside. Wouldn't this steal his limelight?
After the six senior brothers who were the first to practice with Yun Shanchang graduated early, Yan Chao and his group became the top ones in the college.
And Yan Chao considers himself to be the core of these top players, and everyone admires his strength.
Really speaking, in terms of physical strength, Hu Niu is even worse than him.
The eldest brother stood up to challenge him. Isn't he, a person who is slightly more popular than the eldest brother, a perfect match?
So Yan Chao gritted his teeth and felt that he had to go back and talk to this Huniu properly.
"You..." Zhu Liang suddenly felt insulted and said angrily: "With so many people in your college, are there no men?"
Huniu hummed and said: "Man? Do you look down on our deputy mountain leader He? If you are not as good as a woman like me, how can you challenge a man? If you have the ability, win first before I do it."
Zhu Liang's words that were obviously discriminatory against women directly made him a public enemy. The girls wanted to beat him up to vent their anger; the boys were indirectly stimulated and wanted to regain their place, so they had no choice but to beat him up to vent their anger.
The giantess also wanted to beat him up; even his master Hua Chengfeng wanted to beat up his eldest disciple when he thought of his sister.
So, sometimes you really can't say things carelessly.