Emperor Yutianwu

Chengjiang revealed Chu Yan's identity in one sentence, which attracted many people's attention.

"So he is Chu Yan who has been in the limelight recently?"

"I heard that he defeated Yunlong in Binghe Sect. It's interesting. He should have a seat in Shengtai in the future."

Many people praised him, of course, some people expressed dissatisfaction. After all, the people here are geniuses and monsters from various sects. They claim to be extraordinary and always look down on others. Many people also expressed disbelief in the rumors about Chu Yan.

"Brother, you are joking. Chu Yan is young and has little experience. It is not appropriate for him to sit on the stone platform and listen to some of the brothers' sermons below." Chu Yan found that the way of sitting on the stone platform here seemed ordinary, but there was order inside. The people of Shengtai and the monsters of various sects were at the top, and then they were arranged in order of strength. At this time, if he sat directly next to Chengjiang, it would be against the rules.

"Junior Brother Chu, you are too modest. Now you are the number one in Wanzong this year, just like me back then, and your talent is not much different from mine. People with talents like you and me will definitely have your name on the stage in two years at most. I was in the top 50 of the stage in three years, so there is nothing wrong with you sitting here." Cheng Jiang continued to laugh.

"Senior Brother Cheng Jiang is right." Many people also said.

"Then Chu Yan will be arrogant for once." Chu Yan nodded immediately and sat next to Cheng Jiang without any more politeness.

Lin Changsheng saw Chu Yan on the side, revealing a hint of coldness: "Boy, I didn't expect you to come to Shengtaibei. But if I were you, I would roll down and never sit here."

"Where I sit has nothing to do with you? You were invited by Senior Brother Chengjiang, and I was also invited by Senior Brother Chengjiang. If I am not worthy, then how can you be worthy?" Chu Yan snorted coldly, and Lin Changsheng's face became even gloomier: "Chu Yan, you'd better understand your position. This is a mirror trial. Even if I kill you, I won't have any worries."

"Indeed, but do you still remember what I said to you?"

Chu Yan looked at Lin Changsheng with an evil look, and Lin Changsheng's heart trembled. Chu Yan once said that if you can kill me in the mirror trial, then I can kill you after leaving here. You see, can Haotian Sect stop me?

Lin Changsheng took a deep breath and said nothing, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

At this time, a beautiful figure came to Chu Yan: "You are Chu Yan's junior brother, right? You are very handsome, no wonder Qingcheng chose you."

Chu Yan was stunned, he did not know this woman: "Senior sister is...?"

"Hehe, let me introduce myself, I am Zheng Yutong, a fifth-year disciple of Tianshan Sect, and I have the same master as Qingcheng." Zheng Yutong introduced, and then sat next to Chu Yan, which surprised many people.

"Liu Qingcheng? Tianshan Sect's evil disciple this year? The woman with the name Qingcheng? She is actually Chu Yan's fairy partner?"

Chu Yan cursed in his heart, this Zheng Yutong is purely causing trouble for him, but he did not say anything, after all, this is not Zheng Yutong's original intention, and she is Liu Qingcheng's senior sister, so he should respect her a little.

Cheng Jiang's eyes turned cold and his voice became cold: "Junior Brother Chu Yan, I didn't expect you to be so lucky."

"Brother, you are joking. Qingcheng and I were married by our elders." Chu Yan smiled and bowed. He also withdrew his gaze from Cheng Jiang's eyes and shook his head.

Cheng Jiang invited himself up at the beginning just to highlight his talent. Although he said that Chu Yan had good talent, he was comparing him with him. In fact, he was praising himself. Now because of Liu Qingcheng, he is jealous of me again. It can be seen that his heart is not very good.

Realizing this, Chu Yan didn't say much. Instead, Zheng Yutong smiled and said to Chu Yan: "Junior Brother Chu, I seem to have caused you trouble? You won't blame me, right?"

"What are you talking about, how could I?" Chu Yan smiled faintly, and Zheng Yutong smiled again: "That's right, if you want to be with Qingcheng, you should adapt to this kind of trouble, but don't worry, I'm here today, if anyone dares to bully you, I'll help you out."

Chu Yan looked at Zheng Yutong strangely, and Zheng Yutong glared: "Why, don't you believe it? Don't underestimate me, I'm also a member of Shengtai, and my ranking is much better than that waste next to you."

Zheng Yutong said, looking at Lin Changsheng, Lin Changsheng couldn't help twitching, but he didn't say anything, not because of anything else, Zheng Yutong's ranking is indeed much higher than his.

"The Demon Sect has also come. It's really rare."

Chengjiang also glanced at the young man coming from a distance and smiled: "Yaotong, I haven't seen you for a year. Did you go to a place to retreat for a year? What realm are you in now?"

"Is there anyone who wants to learn from me?" Yaotong jumped onto the battle stage, holding a three-foot demon sword, proud of himself.

"I'll meet you." At this time, a disciple of the eighth level of Juechen from Daoyan Sect came forward, but unexpectedly, Yaotong didn't even raise his sword, just shook his head at him: "Forget it, your realm is too low. If you fight with me, it may make your martial arts heart dusty."

"Yaotong, you are too arrogant!" The disciple frowned. Although he was the eighth level of Juechen, he was also an elite of all sects and had his own pride.

"Then if you want to fight, then fight! But once Yaotong takes action, he will never show mercy, you know." Yaotong shook his head, and then he didn't waste any words, and chopped the demon sword in his hand hard, which actually caused a charming light to appear on the ground.

"This sword is so amazing!" Chu Yan was a little shocked when he stared at the sword in Yao Tong's hand. Every time the sword was swung, it seemed to have a demonic chant.

"Ninth level of Juechen? This Chi Tong has reached the ninth level of Juechen?" At this time, more people were shocked. Mu Ye exclaimed: "This Yao Tong is really amazing. He has only been a two-year disciple and has reached the ninth level of Juechen. It seems that he has hope to impact Shengtai this year."

"Two-year disciple?" Chu Yan was surprised. This was the first time he saw a two-year disciple reach the ninth level of Juechen, even Haotian Sect had never seen it.

"Well, this Yao Tong was a disciple secretly accepted by the Yao Sect last year. He has a terrible talent. He reached the sixth level of Juechen last year. I didn't expect that he would reach the ninth level of Juechen in less than a year." Song Wu also said, his eyes were hot.

Now many people finally understood why Yao Tong was so arrogant. The eighth level of Juechen was not good enough in his eyes. Moreover, Yao Tong showed no mercy when he attacked. In just a few rounds, the disciple of Dao Yan Sect was stunned and the Xuanbing in his hand fell to the ground. He had no intention of fighting.

His martial arts heart was trampled by Yao Tong.

"Don't listen to advice!" Yao Tong snorted coldly, put away the demon knife and sat down.

The disciple of Dao Yan Sect turned around and left with a numb face, and did not stay at Shengtaibei to gather.

"It seems that there are only us this year. I am afraid that the rest of the monsters can only be seen on Shengtai. Let's start. Next, everyone can compete and share as much as they want. If anyone has good views and understandings on martial arts and is willing to share with everyone, I will thank you on behalf of everyone." Chengjiang smiled lightly, and then people from various sects began to make friends and talk freely.

Of course, there were some competitions. After all, sparring is the true meaning of martial arts. This kind of constant competition can help people show their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, which is more impactful than their own enlightenment and hard training.

"Brother Chu, you are this year's demon disciple, don't you want to go up and compete with everyone?" Cheng Jiang said with a smile. At this time, everyone looked at Chu Yan, which made Chu Yan's heart even colder.

Cheng Jiang, obviously had a purpose, Chu Yan also sighed. He just thought that Cheng Jiang had a bad character, but he didn't expect that because of jealousy, he deliberately targeted him, which made him lose the last bit of good impression on Cheng Jiang.

Zheng Yutong sneered at the side: "Chengjiang, you are so funny. Junior Brother Chu is only a first-year disciple. The strength of those present is above the seventh level of Juechen. You asked Junior Brother Chu to challenge, don't you want to see Junior Brother Chu laugh?"

"Junior Sister Yutong, you are joking. Yaotong is only a second-year disciple. You have seen his strength just now. He is not inferior to us at all. Since Junior Brother Chu calls himself a demon, Junior Brother Yaotong can do it, why can't he?" Chengjiang laughed.

"Yaotong is also at the ninth level of Juechen." Zheng Yutong said angrily: "Comparing with the same realm, do you think Junior Brother Chu will be afraid?"

"Comparing with the same realm? In this case, is there anyone willing to lower the realm to the same as Junior Brother Chu and compete with Junior Brother Chu? This is fair, and let us see Junior Brother Chu's style." Chengjiang continued to laugh, but Zheng Yutong was still cold: "Chengjiang, you are really shameless. Even if the realm is lowered to the ninth level of Juechen, martial arts, blood, and bones cannot be suppressed. Meaning fair!"

"Then let's do this. Junior brother Chu Yan is at the fifth level of Juechen. I will suppress his strength to the fourth level of Juechen and fight him. The difference in realm is enough to make up for the rest. What do you think?" Lin Changsheng suddenly stood up with a hint of pride: "Of course, if junior brother still doesn't dare to fight, then just ignore what I said. I think everyone will know what kind of stuff this so-called demon of the year is."

Lin Changsheng's words were full of provocation, but Zheng Yutong frowned and looked at Chu Yan.

Everyone also looked at Chu Yan, and began to doubt in their hearts whether this year's number one person could also win like Yaotong.

Chu Yan stood up and looked at Lin Changsheng, his eyes full of coldness: "This battle is fine, but we have to add a little bet."

"Bet?" Many people were stunned. No matter who looked at it, Lin Changsheng was in the upper hand now, but Chu Yan dared to make a bet?

"Interesting, what do you want to bet?"

"You have held my sword for a long time, so give it back to me after this battle." Chu Yan was surrounded by a violent wind. Since he entered the Haotian Sect, Lin Changsheng had always been superior to him. At that time, Lin Changsheng claimed to be a genius and was proud of him. He took away his Sun-Destroying Sword, but he endured it. It has been nearly half a year since today, and some grudges should be settled at the same time.