One hundred and twentieth chapters water is self-evident
Yang Ze didn't know much about the Yishuimen group. He only knew that Yishuimen was one of the few disciple groups in the Ding District. Looking at the registered disciples in the entire ten major districts, it was also ranked among the top.
Such an Issuimon is not weak, and its leader was one of the top 100 named disciples in the last year's Nominated Disciple Tournament, which made Issuimon become a very powerful disciple group.
In addition to the sect leader, the deputy sect leader of Ishui Sect is also a master of the ninth level of true vitality. There are also many masters of the seventh level and eighth level of true vitality, who are extremely powerful.
Not many people in District D would dare to provoke such a Yishuimen, but Yang Ze did it. However, Yang Ze knew even less about Shui Ziming, the master of the Yishuimen.
He only knew that Shui Ziming was one of the top 100 named disciples last time, and the others were masters of the ninth level of true vitality. And when a large number of half-step first-level retreats hit the first-level bone tempering realm, Shui Ziming and his like
He is the strongest among the named disciples.
But even so, Yang Ze didn't have too much fear towards Shui Ziming in his heart. If he hadn't made a breakthrough, he might not have dared to go head-to-head with Shui Ziming. But his strength had improved so much, so why should he be too worried?
A water is self-evident.
As they walked forward, they got closer and closer to the deepest part of District D. Yang Ze also felt that more and more people were peeping around, all staring at him.
The cultivation of these peeping people is only below the eighth level of true vitality, hiding in the dark, and they really can't hide Yang Ze's perception.
Needless to say, he knew that these people must be from Ishuimen, but he didn't take these people to heart.
Finally, when he came to the depths of District D, he saw the scene deep in District D.
There are only a few courtyards in this place, and in the courtyards, there are houses built that are much larger than their residence outside. In terms of scale, they are much better than their residence.
Only the strongest people in District D can live in these places, and only they are qualified.
Wu He took Yang Ze outside a courtyard and knocked on the door, "Sir Shui Ziming, I have brought Yang Ze here. Please open the door."
Seeing Wu He's humble look, Yang Ze felt a little disgusted in his heart. A master of the ninth level of true vitality could be so humble and devoid of the dignity of a warrior.
Shaking his head, Yang Ze suddenly felt that he had seen the wrong person and never saw Wu He's true appearance.
While he was thinking about these things, as soon as Wu He's knocking on the door stopped, the door to the courtyard opened. Behind the door were two disciples of Ishuimen standing, gesturing for them to come in.
Yang Ze glanced at Wu He and walked in first. He saw that Yang Ze had already gone in first, and Wu He followed behind him, also going in.
After arriving inside, Yang Ze saw that many people had gathered inside, and the fluctuations emanating from the people with the lowest cultivation level had also reached the realm of seven levels of true vitality.
There were many people inside who looked familiar to him, such as the white-faced young man.
This white-faced young man is the deputy sect leader of Ishuimon. His status in the field is high enough, but today, he can only stand in the subordinate position. There is only one person who is qualified to stand in the main position, and that is Ishuimon.
The master of the door is clear!
Yang Ze finally saw Shui Ziming. When he stepped inside, Shui Ziming's eyes fell on him. Yang Ze did not show weakness and looked straight back.
The two people's eyes collided in the courtyard, and everyone else in the courtyard looked nervously as they watched this scene.
There was no way, Yang Ze's reputation recently was so great that they suffered several losses at Yang Ze's hands before Shui Ziming came out of seclusion.
After their eyes met for more than ten breaths, Shui Ziming's face showed a slight change in expression, "He is indeed a talent. No wonder he can cultivate to the ninth level of true vitality in just three months after starting the training. Even I
, it’s far worse than you.”
"Wu He, why are you still here? You can get out now. Do you want me to take you out?" Shui Ziming saw Wu He standing aside again and shouted loudly.
As soon as Wu He heard Shui Ziming's voice, his body began to tremble unconsciously. He didn't even dare to say a word and just ran outside.
"A master of the ninth level of true vitality is like a dog in front of Master Shuimen. Master Shuigate's ability is indeed great. People outside are saying that Master Shuigate's cultivation is that of ninth level true vitality, but today I saw him
Only then did I realize that it was them who underestimated Lord Water Gate."
Yang Ze said word by word. When he saw Shui Ziming, he knew that Shui Ziming had made a breakthrough and was no longer the registered disciple of the ninth level of true energy. The looming energy emanating from Shui Ziming
The fluctuations are those of a half-step first-grade warrior.
Seeing the fluctuations in Shui Ziming's body, Yang Ze's heart sank. He never expected that Shui Ziming would break through successfully.
Half-step and one grade, it proves that Shui Ziming has refined the true essence at this moment, not the true essence.
"Hahaha, my eyes are quite good, and I can see that I have already achieved a breakthrough. That's right, I have already refined the true energy, so you should be able to understand now that there is a huge gap between you and me.
With your strength, you have no chance of winning against me."
"Master Shuimen said these words, what is the purpose? You can tell me directly. There is no need to beat around the bush with me." Yang Ze said coldly.
"Okay, since you are a cheerful person, Yang Ze, I won't beat around the bush with you. I will tell you directly. If you tell me the reason why you were able to break through so quickly, I can tell you and us together."
Minato's grudges can be wiped out, otherwise..."
The sound of Shui Ziming stopped suddenly, and he slowly let go. A ball of Qi condensed in his palm. When this ball of Qi emerged, the sand and rocks on the ground were about to be crushed.
Yang Ze's eyes were fixed on Shui Ziming's right hand. He was familiar with that mass of energy. It was the true essence, which only high-level warriors could possess.
Although the true energy in Shui Ziming's hand seems a little unstable and cannot be compared with the true energy of a real level warrior, the fluctuations emitted from it are not comparable to the true energy.
"Otherwise, what are you going to do? Attack me in private? If Master Minato is not afraid of the Law Enforcement Hall, you can try to attack me. However, I advise Master Water Gate to consider whether you are going against the Law Enforcement Hall before taking action.
." There was no fear in Yang Ze's eyes.
Shui Ziming's face suddenly became a little ugly. If there was no law enforcement hall, he would directly attack Yang Ze now, but there is a law enforcement hall that is suppressing him. Even he does not dare to take action.
"Yang Ze, the Law Enforcement Hall can protect you for a while, but it cannot protect you forever. If you go against me, you will not end well. Tell your secrets and share them with me. What I will have in the future,
There will definitely be a share for you."
"Don't say these useless words. Do you think I am a three-year-old child and will believe your words? It's better to put away your little thoughts." Yang Ze said disdainfully.
Shui Ziming's face turned blue and white in turns, but he didn't expect that Yang Ze wouldn't give him any face.
"If this is the only useless nonsense you want to say, then I'll leave." After Yang Ze finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. The Yishuimen disciples in the courtyard saw this and stepped forward to block Yang Ze.
the way to go.
"Yang Ze, you are still a registered disciple. If you consider your identity clearly, you cannot defeat me." Shui Ziming didn't give up yet, so he said something again.
"Some useless tricks. In that case, I'll leave first."
Yang Ze rolled his sleeves and left directly. The disciples like Yi Shuimen who stopped him felt the aura released from Yang Ze. No one dared to stop them. They all dodged towards the left and right sides and waited until Yang Ze.
When Ze walked out of the door, no one dared to stop Yang Ze.
Seeing that Yang Ze was leaving unharmed, Shui Ziming struck out with a palm, and a bang was heard in the yard, and a big hole was made in the ground.
Listening to the sound behind him, a sneer appeared on Yang Ze's lips. It didn't matter if he took half a step. Waiting for the martial arts tournament, that would be the moment for him to really take action.
After returning, Yang Ze still didn't rest. Shui Ziming's successful breakthrough still put a lot of pressure on him.
Of course, one Shui Ziming is nothing, but there are hundreds of thousands of registered disciples on Qingyang Peak. Who knows how many masters are hidden here.
Yang Ze doesn't want to try his luck, he just wants to rely on his own strength to make a name for himself in the martial arts competition.
Time gradually passed, and in the last few days before the martial arts tournament, the lively scene of the past was restored in the ten major districts of registered disciples.
The martial arts tournament is about to begin. Some people who have succeeded in breaking through will leave seclusion at this time. Those who have not succeeded in breakthrough will also come out of seclusion at this time. In the last few days, it will not be of much use to continue in seclusion.
But Yang Ze was still practicing in seclusion. In the training room, his figure kept moving, and with every punch and palm, he created a strong momentum.
It wasn't until his whole body was dripping with sweat that Yang Ze stopped practicing and walked out.
After freshening up, Yang Ze put on a brand new set of registered disciple clothes, went to the Alchemy Hall, and exchanged all his remaining contribution points for healing supplies.
Everything was ready. In the early morning of the next day, when the first ray of sunshine fell on Qingyang Peak, the sound of bells echoed on the top of the mountain and spread throughout Qingyang Peak. All the registered disciples were