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The smile on Qing Wenwu's face also faded, and he said with a hint of ridicule.

In his opinion, a small cultivator from Yizhou, being shameless, is nothing more than a lack of spiritual stones. Just give him more spiritual stones.

"That's the son of the leader of the Qingfu Sect, Qing Wenwu!"

"His strength has already reached the stage of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, and he is the third person of the younger generation!"

"That boy from Yizhou will be unlucky if he messes with him!"

…

At this time, the cultivators from the four states had not yet arrived, and the opening ceremony had not yet begun. Chu Yan immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the cultivators started talking one after another.

Shui Tianyu was annoyed but didn't say anything. This was a fight between juniors. It would be bad for him to participate. Moreover, Shui Tianyu absolutely believed that Chu Yan, a monster who could make Wang Yutian speechless, how could he be like this? He suffered a loss in front of a stupid young man.

"Ha ha……"

Chu Yan suddenly laughed loudly.

Everyone was a little stunned. Why was this guy laughing? Maybe he was out of his mind.

Qing Wenwu was a little annoyed by Chu Yan's smile, and said coldly: "Why are you laughing? Aren't these spiritual stones enough? Don't be greedy!"

Chu Yan smiled coldly: "Your naughty brother, I'll give you 100 million souls and sell it to me, how about it?"

"Presumptuous! Boy, do you know what you are talking about? You are not a disciple of the Trash State, but you dare to yell at me. If my father hadn't asked me to treat others with courtesy, what would happen to a piece of rubbish like you if I take it from you? , it is the last word in the world of immortality to have big fists, do you understand?”

Qing Wenwu's face was full of anger. He said he wanted to buy the other party's monster, and the other party said he wanted to buy his younger brother. Isn't this a metaphor for his younger brother being a beast? Qing Wenwu is used to running rampant in Xuzhou, how could he endure such a thing! Dang even shouted violently.

"Brother Chu, you are right in saying that you are no better off if you call others trash!"

Ouyang Yuan walked over from the side.

This time it may seem like a small matter, but it is related to the face of the entire Yizhou. As one of the younger generation's Jiao Jiao, Ouyang Yuan naturally cannot sit idly by.

"You two guys are really talking nonsense to you. Didn't he say that big fists are the last word? Then fight!"

Lei Tianyou's somewhat lazy voice sounded from beside Chu Yan. Lei Tianyou was usually very low-key. Although he wanted to kill Chu Yan in his heart, he admired Chu Yan's conduct. In his opinion, there was no one else but himself. Chu Yan cannot be humiliated.

"You, you little bastards, who have the guts to do that with you..."

"Crack!"

Qing Wenwu had never been wronged like this before. He even said angrily, but just in the middle of his words, a crisp slap sounded on the left side of his face.

"puff!"

Qingwen Wuzhi felt a tearing pain that spread rapidly from his left face. When a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth spurted out, at the same time, this powerful force actually slapped him away. Got out.

"Bang!"

Qing Wenwu was directly slapped from the stands to the ring by Chu Yan's fierce palm. Qing Wenwu's strong body came into close contact with the ring.

Everyone was stunned and their eyes widened. The scene in front of them was truly unbelievable.

A seemingly ordinary young disciple from the most rubbish Yizhou suddenly made a move towards the son of the second largest sect leader in Xuzhou, the third person of the younger generation, and slapped him away with just one slap?

Looking at Lei Tianyou and Ouyang Yuan's dull eyes, Chu Yan patted their shoulders and said calmly: "I have told you so many times, try not to be unreasonable when you can do it, just like a person with eyes and nose on his head. Can you reason with the deformed and mentally retarded people?"

"You are cruel!"

Ouyang Yuan rolled his eyes and gave a thumbs up.

"You kid, tell us before you attack next time. It's been a long time since you hit someone in the face!"

Lei Tianyou smiled and said with a simple and honest look.

The whole square exploded instantly.

"Is that kid really just a disciple of Yizhou?"

"And the two guys around him, why are they so crazy?"

"When did Yizhou become so blunt?"

“This year is going to go against the grain!”

…

Sounds like roaring mountains and tsunami sounded from all directions.

"Asshole, Shui Tianyu, is this how you teach your disciples?"

Qingyunshan did not ask Qing Wenwu about his injury. He knew that such an injury was nothing to Qing Wenwu, so he immediately yelled at Shui Tianyu.

Qingyunshan is only a Dzogchen cultivator at the Golden Core Stage. Although Yizhou is the weakest, he does not dare to challenge Tianxuan and Heimo directly.

"Haha, Sect Master Qing has taught a good son. Your son really has the same demeanor as you did back then. Shui admires him!"

Shui Tianyu said lightly, he had already offended Wang Yutian, the first sect leader in Xuzhou, and it would not be a big deal if he offended the second sect leader again.

"You, Shui Tianyu, it seems that your capital in Yizhou is strong this time. Don't you deserve a large amount of spiritual stones even if you haven't won the last golden token, haha!"

Qingyun Mountain was furious, but in this situation, it was not easy to take action, so he immediately laughed and taunted.

In this qualifying competition, each of the four states will have to hand over 1.5 billion spiritual stones, which means a total of 6 billion spiritual stones. These spiritual stones will eventually be distributed to the top three states according to their respective performance rankings, with 3 billion. Twenty memories, one billion.

In the end, in order to show the host's courage, the first sect of Xuzhou gave an extra 1 billion spirit stones to the disciple who won the first place in this qualifying match. However, everyone knew that this was just a formality. The champions of the previous final qualifying matches were all young disciples of Xuzhou. These 1 billion spirit stones finally returned to Xuzhou. Not only did they not lose anything, but they also won a good reputation. Otherwise, who would be willing to give out 1 billion spirit stones for nothing?

In the previous qualifying matches, Yizhou always threw away 15 memory spirit stones in vain and became a laughing stock. This also made Tianxuan Taoist and Heimu Taoist lose face in front of other Yuanying stage cultivators.

"Don't worry about this, Master Qing!"

Shui Tianyu said lightly, and subconsciously glanced at Chu Yan from the corner of his eyes. Seeing his calm and self-assured appearance, his confidence increased.

This time, Yizhou is not like usual.

Qingyunshan smiled coldly and stopped talking. He had already thought of the mocking words for Yizhou to be at the bottom again in the end.

"Brother, how come this kid is still alive?"

Wang Yuming didn't notice Chu Yan at first, but Chu Yan's entanglement with Qing Wenwu just now made him notice him, and he immediately said to Wang Yutian in disbelief.

"This kid must have a supreme treasure on him. He can actually withstand my full-strength attack of divine consciousness. It's really weird!"

Wang Yutian's heart was in turmoil. The power of his own methods and his own natural way, seeing Chu Yan at this time felt like seeing a ghost.

"Then brother, this matter..."

"Just watch, those guys in the Qingfu Sect have been a little restless recently, let them lose some face! I feel that the kid's mind is a bit hot when I encounter it, this time I can watch a good show!"

Looking at Wang Yuming's questioning face, Wang Yutian smiled coldly.

"You, come up and fight!"

On the ring, Qing Wenwu climbed up, looking very embarrassed, with his entire right face swollen for an inch. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted at Chu Yan.

Qing Wenwu had never been humiliated like this before. If he didn't get his face back, he would have no face to walk in Xuzhou.

"Since fellow Taoist wants to fight, then..."

"I say, let this rubbish have its fun. Isn't it obvious that you are bullying others when you fight with others? That's it!"

Chu Yan smiled slightly, but Lei Tianyou patted his shoulder and interrupted him before he finished speaking. Then he didn't care about Chu Yan and jumped directly onto the stage.

"Get off here, I want him!"

Qing Wenwu felt that he was despised. At that time, he pointed at Lei Tianyou and roared, and the momentum of the great perfection of the foundation building period burst out instantly.

"So strong, Qing Wenwu is worthy of being the third young man in Xuzhou! Such momentum..."

"That kid from Yizhou is only at the tenth level of the foundation building period. He must have relied on a sneak attack to hit Qing Wenwu with all his strength!"

"That must be the case, but who is this kid? His aura is so hard to read!"

...

After feeling Qing Wenwu's aura, the people around started to discuss it, all thinking that Chu Yan only succeeded by a sneak attack.

"Oh? You didn't even beat me, how can you be qualified to fight that pervert! Or, do you think I'm not qualified?"

Lei Tianyou said lightly, and his aura suddenly surged, and the spiritual power wind whistled out with him as the center, and finally reached the state of great perfection in the foundation building period.

In order to keep a low profile, Lei Tianyou asked his master for a treasure that could restrain his aura, and it exploded at this moment, and everyone present widened their eyes.

"Is that kid really from Yizhou? How is it possible that he has reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

"And he is still so young, this..."

"What he meant was that the kid at the tenth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage was stronger than him? Could it be that the kid was hiding his strength?"

"Too unbelievable!"

...

Everyone was shocked. Yizhou has always been synonymous with weakness. How could it be so tough today, daring to challenge the Qing Fu Sect of Xuzhou, and there are such vigorous disciples.

"I say, Lao Lei, hurry up! We are in a hurry!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, and judging from his tone, he did not take Qing Wenwu seriously at all.

"Okay, I wanted to play for a while!"