I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

【Young Dragon Tea Party】, an invitation from Sen Wei, the ‘Lord of the Qinglian Palace’.

Many young talents flocked to it and were eager to try. They were all ready to show their talents and shine at the tea party.

But it doesn’t mean that every young junior can get an invitation to the tea party.

It is said that the teenagers who can be personally sent an invitation token by Sen Wei are at least geniuses with spiritual bodies!

The rest of the teenagers want to participate in the tea party, so they have to pass the test: "Let the bronze bell placed in front of the Qinglian Palace emit a vibrating sound."

Time passed, and the days progressed day by day. With the upcoming 【Young Dragon Tea Party】, Zhu Lei Banner was very lively.

On the third day after Fang Yang arrived at Zhu Lei Banner, the 【Young Dragon Tea Party】 finally began.

The wind and snow were violent, and the cold wind was biting.

The sky and the earth were white, and there was a Qinglian Palace isolated on the top of the snowy mountain.

"Alas, isn't Miss Senwei a Qinglian Saint? How come she lives here?"

"No, I don't know. It's so cold."

"No, I won't go up. Remember to activate the image stone. I'll look back."

"I will definitely ring the bronze bell. There must be a seat for me in the Qinglian Hall!"

"..."

In the snowy mountain, young men climbed one after another.

But even wearing brocade and mink fur, it was difficult to resist the cold, and they could only be forced to activate their true essence.

However, due to the high altitude of the snowy mountain, it was difficult to maintain their current true essence reserves until they reached the top of the snowy mountain.

In this situation, some people continued to move forward, while others had no choice but to return. The different levels of people were immediately distinguished.

It was in this situation that Zhang Ye's figure was quite conspicuous.

Zhang Ye was tall, heroic and powerful.

As he walked, the shadow of the molten crocodile, which was hundreds of feet high, whistled behind him, protecting Zhang Le beside him.

"As expected of Zhang Ye, the 'crocodile tyrant', he still has the energy to protect others."

"Zhang Ye has appeared, what about Fang Yang?"

"Not sure, I heard Fang Yang and Miss Sen Hui are very close, I'm afraid he followed Miss Sen Hui..."

The remaining teenagers who climbed whispered.

This made Zhang Le quite proud, and he looked at his cousin Zhang Ye frequently, his eyes full of admiration.

Others don't know how great Zhang Ye is, but Zhang Le, as Zhang Ye's cousin, naturally knows.

Competing with a thousand-foot waterfall, fighting with the flaming python in the molten lake...

In Zhang Le's opinion, any of Zhang Ye's deeds would be difficult for Fang Yang to do!

"Fang Yang, a fraud who steals the name, how dare he be compared with Brother Ye?"

When he thought that he would be able to overlook Fang Yang from the top of the snow-capped mountain later, this sense of superiority rushed straight into every pore of his body, making him feel very comfortable!

With such emotions, Zhang Le followed Zhang Ye's footsteps closely, striding forward.

"Fang Xuan? How did you get to the top of the mountain so quickly!"

When Zhang Le just stepped into the top of the snowy mountain, he immediately saw Fang Xuan, who had always been at odds with him.

At this moment, Fang Xuan raised his head and smiled, without saying a word, just looking down at Zhang Le.

And Zhang Le seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked up at the front of the palace. In an instant, his face suddenly turned pale.

In front of the palace, snowflakes were floating, and a figure stood alone, lowering his head to appreciate the plum blossoms.

Fang Yang!

Fang Yang's face was like a crown of jade, his nose was high, and his deep black eyes revealed a wisp of indifferent coldness. He was wearing a black feather robe with flying sleeves, handsome and evil, and his demeanor was breathtaking.

"Fang, Yang..." Seeing Fang Yang, Zhang Ye's eyes were like cold lightning.

Zhang Ye's body trembled faintly, this was not fear, this was excitement, and release!

Fang Yang, who was appreciating the plum blossoms, seemed to feel something, slowly raised his head, and looked at Zhang Ye indifferently.

At this moment, their eyes met and collided.

In the void, there was a faint snowstorm, as if the fire eagle hovering in the sky was confronting the molten crocodile patrolling the ocean, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

The people who arrived at the top of the snow mountain later felt this atmosphere and were quite surprised. They did not dare to approach them at all. They could only stand far away, fearing that Fang Yang and Zhang Ye would suddenly fight and hurt innocent people.

"Arrogant Eagle, Tyrant Crocodile... There are only wrong names, not wrong titles. These two guys seem to be second only to Sen Wei." Chen Xing thought from behind.

Chen Xing is the cousin of Chen Yuan, but because he has the Xuehui Spirit Body that can draw the power of the stars, he is known as a genius and is more valued by the elders.

Although the Xuehui Spirit Body is only a Class C Spirit Body, it is special in that it can be advanced to the top Taiyin Spirit Body, the Taiyin Holy Body.

At present, the person who has the Taiyin Holy Body in the Changkong Clan is named - Sen Yue, Dao Seed Sen Yue!

But...

What Fang Xuan, Zhang Le, Chen Xing and others didn't expect was that 'Arrogant Eagle' Fang Yang and 'Tyrant Crocodile' Zhang Ye didn't argue again. The two were just separated by a distance, and there was no sign of fighting.

"Although I am prepared for repeated entanglement, I want to break his spirit with one blow."

"I didn't expect him to think so, it's a bit like a mirror duel..."

"A fellow traveler? Haha, interesting."

Fang Yang retracted his gaze and looked at Qinglian Palace from afar.

This time, Fang Yang wanted to test Zhang Ye's background, and then capture and kill Zhang Ye like an eagle. And Zhang Ye also wanted to test Fang Yang a little, and then strangle Fang Yang with all his strength like a crocodile.

In other words, in the duel between Fang Yang and Zhang Ye, either he doesn't fight, or once he does, the situation will definitely change!

It's just that their struggle is dull to outsiders.

But to insiders like Yu Fangxuan, Zhang Le and Chen Xing, their struggle is even more thrilling.

If they make a wrong move, they will basically be eliminated, which makes people sweat for them!

"Dong, Dongdong..."

In the palace, the sound of the piano is crisp, clear and holy, like a fairy singing.

Immediately, Qingqueer walked out.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qingqueer pointed to the towering tree on the south side of the palace. Under the tree, there was a bronze bell hanging one meter above the ground.

"Your Majesty said that whoever can stir the bell and make it ring nine times can sit down and taste tea."

"Those who can't ring nine times can only stand in the palace and watch the tea party."

As soon as Qingqueer finished speaking, dozens of young men in the field were eager to try.

Soon, a young man with a figure like a wild bear jumped out.

He activated his true essence, activated his innate magic, and struck the bronze bell with a huge stick.

"Dang, dang."

There were only two rings.

He failed.

Afterwards, one after another young men came forward, but no one succeeded in striking nine rings!

"Xiao Hui, did you see that the use of power is actually very simple."

"What is power? It is the promotion and demotion of status and the flow of finances. Grasp these two points, and you will control the situation..."

In the Qinglian Palace, Sen Wei, who was wearing a dragon robe, spoke softly, making Sen Hui beside her feel a pain in her head.

Fortunately, when Zhang Ye was about to start striking the bronze bell, Sen Wei stopped speaking.

The wind and snow fell, and everything was white.

Zhang Ye stood out from the crowd and stepped in front of the bronze bell.

Zhang Ye snorted coldly, his body shook, and his robes fluttered.

A molten crocodile phantom leaped out from behind him and hit the bronze bell.

Dangdangdang... The bronze bell vibrated nine times in succession.

This was not Zhang Ye's limit, but he did it on purpose, he didn't want to reveal too much of his background!

"You've become more cautious, no longer as domineering as before." Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Zhang Ye now looked like a hungry crocodile, with murderous intent in his heart, but he was not in a hurry to show himself. He was not at all "domineering and respecting power" as Fang Xuanxin said.

For Zhang Ye's sudden change, Fang Yang not only did not underestimate him, but took it more seriously.

Afterwards, under the gaze of everyone, Fang Yang also stepped out.

The phantom of the fire eagle rose, flapped its wings and flew straight to the bronze bell, also making nine loud noises in succession, not revealing too much of his background.

At this moment.

Everyone looked at Zhang Ye and Fang Yang blankly, feeling extremely unfamiliar.

The proud eagle is not arrogant!

The domineering crocodile is not domineering!

Abnormal, too abnormal.

There seems to be something wrong with the progress of this drama?

We are here to see you fight to the death, not to see you being gentle, respectful, frugal and modest!

"Xiao Hui, don't think that Fang Yang and Zhang Ye have changed their temperaments and become promising gentlemen."

"In fact, they are just temporarily disguised, and they are still cold-blooded and cruel in their bones."

"Once they completely tear off their disguise, the true face exposed will be bloody enough to horrify you!"

Sen Wei continued to teach Sen Hui.

Even though Fang Yang and Zhang Ye had already walked into the palace, Sen Wei still said these words, without caring about Fang Yang and Zhang Ye's face at all.

Fang Yang and Zhang Ye looked at each other and remained silent.

We are cold-blooded and cruel in our bones?

Haha, if that's the case, how good can you be, Sen Wei?