After hearing this, Fei Zhong showed a sneer, flicked his nails and said: "I heard that this kid Jiang Chen performed well in the training place before and was very powerful. Now the Holy Church is at war with the Daowu Emperor's Palace. If it happens three months later, If you kill Jiang Chen on the day of selection, you will be able to establish your authority in the Daowu Emperor's Palace. This person is going to die anyway, so I don't mind letting him live for three more months."

As for Jiang Chen, after sending away a group of uninvited guests, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and practiced cross-legged.

For him, Fei Zhong was not worthy of being his opponent at all, but it was an important figure named Dao Yi placed in the outer courtyard of the Daowu Emperor's Palace that really attracted Jiang Chen's attention.

Although he had never seen him before, after entering the outer courtyard, Jiang Chen had often heard of Dao Yi's name. This person seemed to have reached the top level of Emperor Wu, and had practiced the skills of Emperor Dao Wu Palace, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

If there is a conflict between Jiang Chen and Fei Zhong, it is conceivable that this Dao will definitely take action, and then there will be a bloody battle that will determine life and death.

Three months passed like running water in the blink of an eye. When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, Jiang Chen, who had been practicing cross-legged, stood up and stared.

Today was the selection battle for the inner court, and countless high platforms were built in the martial arts arena of the outer court.

Each high platform is very grand and has an unfathomable feeling. On the high platform, there is a pattern carved on it that can only be destroyed by the strong Martial Emperor. This pattern is to prevent energy from leaking out.

At this time, Jiang Chen, who was wearing a green shirt and with a slender figure, had also signed up and was standing in front of the high platform.

The selection of the inner courtyard is very strict, and the competition among many students from the outer courtyard is only the first level of selection.

Jiang Chen, who was holding the number plate, looked at the fight between other students from the outer courtyard with his back straight on the high platform. At this time, the two people on the high platform were at the intermediate level of Emperor Wu, and their cultivation levels were at the bottom of the outer courtyard.

However, this kind of cultivation is also a powerful figure outside. Now I can see the fighting skills between the two, and every blow can tear the world apart. However, the fighting skills displayed now are blocked by the formation patterns on the high platform. If it is blocked, the power cannot escape at all.

At this moment, Jiang Chen felt a gaze looking towards him, with a thorny feeling on his back, full of murderous intent.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and followed his gaze, and saw Fei Zhong standing there with a slight bow in a splendid robe. His eyes looking at Jiang Chen were full of murderous intent, even a hint of joking.

In front of Fei Zhong, there was a man in white clothes, as handsome as jade, with a very calm temperament and a sense of being aloof from the world. When Jiang Chen looked at him, he actually nodded with a smile and a gentle look. Like jade.

Jiang Chen also nodded, but his pupils shrank. He felt that there was a terrible aura about this person, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

If the guess is correct, this person is probably Dao Yi, the leader of the outer courtyard of Emperor Daowu Palace.

"Daoyi seems to be an elegant person, but he can be so cruel and ruthless. It's really beyond appearances.

At this moment, Jiang Chen saw a group of women coming from a distance, all with beautiful and delicate faces.

When he walked in front of Jiang Chen, there was a gust of fragrance. The leader was a woman, wearing a purple outfit with a red headband on her head. She looked heroic.

At this time, he clenched his teeth tightly and walked towards Dao Yi with a trace of anger on his face. His red lips slightly opened and he said sarcastically, as if the natives had some secret friction.

Then Dao Yi smiled slightly and seemed to be saying something, but Jiang Chen was too far away, and everyone present was a master.

If he used his spiritual consciousness, he might be discovered, so Jiang Chen only saw the angry look on the face of the woman wearing purple clothes getting deeper, and in the end she seemed to be fighting again, but at this moment an old man came and took the woman away. After being persuaded to stop, the woman left angrily.

Among them, the leader is what Bing Gu originally called Dao Child, a figure who can compete with the top Martial Emperor like Bing Gu.

"Brother Jiang Chen is here, are you going to enter the inner courtyard?" Just as Jiang Chen was thinking, there was a fragrant breeze, and he saw Nangong Mingzhu, dressed in palace clothes and with a curvy figure, walking towards him. There seemed to be a look of resentment in his eyes.

Jiang Chen smiled, cupped his hands and said: "After entering the inner courtyard, your cultivation progress will be greatly improved. Jiang Chen is also a mortal, so naturally he is not exempt from vulgarity.

"Miss Mingzhu has also received the license, is she going there too?" Jiang Chen glanced at Nangong Mingzhu's hand and asked.

"Of course, although the environment in the outer courtyard is good, it is not of much help to me. By the way, what is Brother Jiang Chen's number?" Nangong Mingzhu asked.

·Please give me flowers...0

"Number 58." Jiang Chen smiled.

In the selection of the inner academy, everyone has to compete on stage based on their grades. For example, the academy holding the number one token will compete with the number two, and so on. "When Jiang Chen comes, he will compete with him with fifty-seven strings of academic circles."

"Unfortunately, I originally wanted to watch your competition, but mine is No. 62, and we will participate in the selection together, so we can't see it." Nangong Mingzhu shook her head and showed disappointment.

The two chatted for a while, but it was time for them to take the stage.

Jiang Chen, who was dressed in a green shirt, came on stage, and saw a young man in a black shirt standing in front of him. His face was cold and his aura was very powerful, like a dormant dragon. He was the pinnacle of the middle-level Martial Emperor, and he was about to break through to the upper level. .

...0...

"Please!" The young man in black shirt was very cold and conceited. After saying a simple word, he waited for Jiang Chen's attack.

Jiang Chen cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Please give me some advice, senior."

While he was talking, he saw that Jiang Chen was already moving, like a ghost, and directly used the Mountain Holding Seal to hit the young man in black.

The moment he used the Mountain Holding Seal, the expression of the young man in black changed. He saw that Jiang Chen's cultivation was at the middle level of Emperor Martial, but he was about to reach the upper level of Emperor Martial, so he was so conceited.

But he never thought that although Jiang Chen was only at the middle level, his True Qi was as powerful as the upper level, enough to overwhelm him.

The young man in black shirt roared angrily, his fist glowed brightly, exuding scorching heat. He used all his strength during the roar, and with one punch he saw it spread forward like a wave, carrying the mountain-holding Yin Di in front of him.

When the two combat skills clashed, they saw that the hot light was about to melt the Baoshan Seal. But at this moment, Jiang Chen's figure flashed and he came directly in front of the Black Mountain youth.

Punch out.

The young man in black shirt had just tried his best to strike, but he didn't expect Jiang Chen to launch a fierce close combat. At this time, he couldn't help but think about it and use his strength to punch Jiang Chen.

But something that no one expected happened happened. With just one punch, the young man in black shirt left the ground, flew out uncontrollably, and fell under the high platform in an instant.

The young man in black shirt whose face turned red after falling off the platform clasped his fist gratefully towards Jiang Chen but left without saying a word. .

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