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Chapter 280 No one can be more arrogant than me except Jade-faced Xiao Langjun!

Zhuang Ming entered the city.

In less than half an hour, the news spread throughout the capital city of Chu.

The top five on the list of outstanding people, among the younger generation of real people in Dongzhou, the top five existences can be said to be amazingly talented. If they had not died young, Zhenxuan would have had great hope.

Moreover, the ranking on the list of outstanding people has been basically stable for several years. Only Zhuang Ming has climbed extremely high in a short period of time and is in the limelight. Currently, he is among the top ten on the list of outstanding people.

Attention.

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"Elder brother, Zhuang Ming has entered the city."

"I know." Ren Songcheng sat cross-legged, stroking the True Essence Divine Sword on his knees with an indifferent expression.

"Eldest brother, don't you want to meet him again?" the young man next to him said hesitantly.

"In the grand practice ceremony, we will decide who is the best. There is still a chance to compete." Ren Songcheng said coldly: "I haven't found a way to crack his Shangyuan's mind-transformation technique, so if I do it rashly, won't I be humiliating myself?"

"Senior brother, please forgive me. Junior brother, I didn't mean it." The young man said hurriedly.

"Get out." Ren Songcheng said this, with a murderous intent flashing deep in his eyes.

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"Senior Brother Bai Li..."

"I understand." Ming Huo Jian Baili responded.

"Elder brother seems to want to meet with Zhuang Ming for a while."

"Let him go." Bai Li exhaled and said, "Zhuang Ming didn't even take action at first, which made me mistakenly think that he was just an ordinary person. With just a dragon, he could defeat me and occupy the 36th place on my list of outstanding people.

Even though I don’t value these false reputations, it is not a glorious thing for the Guiyuan Sect.”

The eldest disciple of Guiyuan Sect has no good impression of Bai Li, on the contrary, he has some disgust.

However, it was related to the reputation of the Guiyuan Sect. The first disciple of the Guiyuan Sect would have defeated Lord Huanlong, a true disciple of the same sect, with the help of his mount.

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above the street.

Chen Feiyun walked forward slowly.

However, the news of Zhuang Ming's arrival in the city also fell into his ears.

"Zhuang Ming?"

Chen Feiyun's expression remained the same, but he turned to the left while walking forward.

Zhuang Ming entered the city from the south gate and should be in that direction.

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Cloud Tower.

Small courtyard.

Zhuang Ming stayed here.

This is also one of the inns under the name of Xiangyinglou. Behind it is an unknown high-ranking official, with the tacit approval of the royal family.

Many practitioners also live here.

Zhuang Ming did not hide his whereabouts, nor his identity.

He is dressed in white clothes with gold patterns, and has a dragon coiled on his shoulders. His body is as crystal clear as jade, his head is like a cow or horse, with a single horn on top, and his claws are retracted.

Zhenyue followed beside him, and he also displayed the energy and blood of gods and demons, which shocked ordinary practitioners.

"The Eighth House."

Zhuang Ming thanked him and walked forward under the eyes of everyone who were either in awe, curiosity, or scrutiny.

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"Is that Mr. Huanlong?"

"Among the real people of the Golden Core level in the world, I'm afraid there are not many who have subdued a dragon. The one who appears here is so young. If he isn't the Dragon Lord, who is he?"

"It's really extraordinary."

"According to the leaflet, with the power of the dragon, he has the ability to be ranked in the top 30 in the list of outstanding people, and he himself is unfathomable. The fifth place in the list of outstanding people is only ranked by his performance, and may not be his limit."

"The reason why Baili, the Ming Huo Jian, escaped from his hands last time was because he didn't want to kill him at all? He only let Jiaolong take action, and it is said that he was just watching..."

"this……"

The person who was talking was halfway through his words when he was patted lightly by his companion beside him.

He looked over and saw his companion's eyes sweeping to the side.

This person's eyes followed suit.

Then I saw a young man, with an indifferent expression, walking in slowly.

"this……"

"That is the first disciple of Guiyuan Sect."

"Is he here...to spar?"

"Look behind him?"

"That's...Chen Feiyun?"

——

Outside the Cloud Tower.

The two real people at the peak of the golden elixir were one behind the other, their breaths stagnant.

"Chen Feiyun?"

"The leader of the Guiyuan Sect?"

"You have no enmity with him, so why are you here?" The great disciple of Guiyuan Sect frowned.

"Discussion..." Chen Feiyun said coldly.

"Discussion?"

"I generally know your abilities and I won't fight you." Chen Feiyun looked in the direction of the Eighth Hospital and said slowly: "But I am very curious about this Dragon Lord."

"He defeated my junior brother Bai Li. I am here today to learn from him Zhuang Ming's skills." said the leader of the Guiyuan Sect.

"You stay back, I'll go first." Chen Feiyun said calmly.

"It seems that I arrived first?" The head of state returned to the country and laughed dumbly.

"Then you and I have a fight first?"

Chen Feiyun reached out and held the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly the atmosphere became as condensed as frost.

There were many cultivators around, most of whom were Taoist seals and some were in the Golden Elixir level. At this moment, they all held their breath and became silent.

The sword energy was as thick as frost, making it difficult for a real person to breathe.

"That's all, you go first."

The leader of the Guiyuan Sect laughed and turned slightly.

Zhuang Ming was defeated in Baili at first, and everyone thought he was a person with no reputation. Who dares to despise Zhuang Ming now?

If Chen Feiyun is willing to check out Zhuang Ming first, he is naturally happy to do so.

What I said before was just a few words of ridicule.

Chen Feiyun glanced at him, released the hilt of his sword, and walked forward without saying a word.

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The Eighth House.

Zhuang Ming patted his clothes and said with a smile: "The big tree attracts the wind. It has attracted too much attention recently. I think there will be a lot of bad guys in the future. I will stay in seclusion for two days to compete for rankings for this grand ceremony and prepare myself well." Whenever anyone comes, you block it for me."

Zhenyue looked indifferent and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Sir, no one will set foot in the courtyard."

Zhuang Ming raised his hand and said with a smile: "It's better not to enter the room. You can let them go to the hospital, or you can defeat them here, but you must pay attention to the rules. This is the capital of the Great Chu King. It cannot spread too widely and cannot harm lives." ."

Zhenyue nodded slightly and was about to speak.

And outside the courtyard, a voice came.

"Jingtianmen Chen Feiyun, please give me some advice from Mr. Taixu."

This voice was extremely cold, with no murderous intent or provocation.

Zhuang Ming raised his brows with a look of surprise. He had thought that many people would come to compete with him and weigh his weight as the fifth person on the list of outstanding men. However, he never expected that the first person to arrive would be someone who had never come before. Chen Feiyun, whom we have never met before.

Number 15 on the list of outstanding people, Nantian Blessed Land, Jingtian Sect disciple, Chen Feiyun.

It is said that this person is good at swordsmanship and has extremely strong abilities. He is indifferent and obsessed with Taoism and swords and ignores the world.

"In the grand cultivation ceremony, there is a time to show off your skills, so why rush to compete today?" Zhuang Ming chuckled and responded.

"There are too many rules in the grand practice ceremony, so how can we have fun by competing on our own?" Chen Feiyun said coldly.

"This is the King's City of Da Chu, not a place for fighting." Zhuang Ming said: "When it comes to skills, you and I can let go. Once the Taoism spreads, we can cover half of the King's City. The Royal Guards will not tolerate this fight between you and me. Fight.”

"When your cultivation has reached the level of you and me, you can freely adjust your abilities. The assessment of your ability has never been about whether whose Taoist power spreads more widely." Chen Feiyun said: "You and I have restrained ourselves and only competed for our abilities. There are limitations.

In one hospital, it can be done as far as possible without harming lives, that's all."

"But I don't want to take action." Zhuang Ming smiled.

"It's not up to you."

Chen Feiyun's tone suddenly turned cold.

Boom!

The courtyard door exploded with a bang!

But I saw a young man in a light yellow gown approaching with a sword in hand, his expression cold to the extreme.

"Be bold!"

Zhenyue took a step forward, his blood boiling, and he pressed forward.

Zhuang Ming nodded towards the visitor with a smile and said, "Zhenyue is my follower. If you want to challenge me, let him lie down first."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Ming waved his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the room.

Chen Feiyun's face suddenly turned cold.

Even though he is obsessed with swordsmanship, he also has his pride.

He is ranked fifth on the list of outstanding people, so he is so high-minded that he dares to regard Chen Feiyun as if he is nothing?

He's just a follower and you want to get rid of him?

"Let's see if Chen Moujian picks you as a follower and then competes with you."

Chen Feiyun raised his sword and saw a ray of light condensed on his sword, which was so condensed that it looked like frost.

Zhenyue's expression remained indifferent, he only followed the tone and speaking method taught by Yue Ting, held his head high and spoke in a deep voice.

"Except for the handsome young man, no one in this world can be more arrogant than me!"

"Come here first and see how many punches you can take from me?"

Zhen Yue's tone was cold. After he finished speaking, he thought about it again. There shouldn't be much difference from the tone and way of speaking taught by Master Yue.


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