Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Ten days have passed, and Xiao Ye has not appeared for a long time, which makes many inner disciples puzzled and disappointed at the same time. They also expect Xiao Ye to have the same amazing performance as the first level.

Lost!

Compared with Leng Feng, Xiao Ye lost too badly, the performance of the two was simply worlds apart.

"How is that possible! Xiao Ye's strength is not weaker than Leng Feng, how could he not come out now." The most disappointed person in the field was undoubtedly the second elder.

"Isn't Xiao Ye weaker than Leng Feng?" The third elder sneered when he heard the words, "Second Senior Brother, have you forgotten that Leng Feng has already realized 25% of the true meaning of martial arts, how can Xiao Ye compare to Leng Feng?"

Listening to the cold words of the third elder, the second elder felt annoyed, but he had nothing to refute.

Yes, according to his understanding, Xiao Ye only showed the true meaning of martial arts once when he first entered Chongyangmen, and it was only 10% at that time.

The next two years passed, and he never heard of Xiao Ye revealing the true meaning of martial arts.

"Could it be that the true meaning of Xiao Ye's martial arts is still at 10% without progress?" The second elder felt a little at a loss, because this is not impossible.

He has seen too many inner disciples, because his understanding is too poor, the true meaning of martial arts has not been advanced for many years, and he has no hope of winning the Xuanwu in his life.

Therefore, the two of them in the Tianjiao duel seemed to be on the same level, but once Leng Feng used the true meaning of martial arts, he would be able to kill Xiao Ye in an instant, without any suspense.

The true strength of the two is not at the same level at all.

"I think this kid is supposed to be grandstanding, and he intends to fight all the way out, but unlike Leng Feng, who has a strong martial arts sincerity, he was finally trapped inside." The third elder said coldly.

This explanation is very reasonable. After all, who would have thought that Xiao Ye did not appear for a long time to understand the true meaning of martial arts.

"Hmph, it's too early to draw a conclusion now, Third Junior Sister." The second boss raised his face, still holding a glimmer of hope for Xiao Ye.

"Then watch it." The third elder smiled slightly, then closed his eyes and rested.

When Leng Feng heard the quarrel between the two elders, he showed a smug smile.

"Xiao Ye, this second round, I won." Leng Feng's eyes were clear and his face full of confidence.

...

in the underground world.

Boom!

Xiao Ye closed his eyes slightly, and the tumbling magma roared in his mind. Every tumbling was like a flame of knife light traversing the sky, confirming each other with the sword technique of the phantom in the world of flaming swords.

"The true meaning of flames represents fiery, endless fiery." Xiao Ye muttered to himself, the powerful true meaning of martial arts rose into the sky and materialized into ten flaming lotuses surrounding his body.

Xiao Ye's black hair fluttered, and the true meaning of flames surging on his body reflected the magma below. There seemed to be a peculiar connection between the two, causing his body to float above the magma.

At this moment, the magma seemed to have become a part of Xiao Ye's body and could no longer hurt him.

Xiao Ye has forgotten the time, completely silent in the epiphany, and in the world of Yandao, the places that he could not fathom gradually become clear.

"So it is!" Xiao Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils were replaced by two flames.

boom!

The more terrifying true meaning of martial arts burst out from him, forming a fiery storm that swept the entire underground world, stirring the magma to the point of tumbling, and the flames raged into the sky for a while.

"Forty percent of the true meaning of flames!" Xiao Ye's face was full of excitement. With a wave of his palm, the terrifying true meaning of martial arts materialized into fifteen flaming lotus flowers, surrounding his body.

It is very powerful to be able to comprehend 40% of the true meaning of martial arts. For example, Zhao Gan, the arrogant son of Chongyangmen, only comprehends 50% of the true meaning of martial arts.

"Should go out." Xiao Ye suppressed his excitement and headed for the exit of the underground world.

At this time, an extremely astonishing scene appeared.

Boom!

I saw the magma roaring violently, and was separated by the true meaning of the flames on Xiao Ye's body, extending to the direction of the exit.

Xiao Ye is like a flame king, stepping in the magma, whatever he wants, the magma will not give in.

...

At the exits of the ten passages, everyone was patient and continued to wait.

However, after this wait, another twenty days had passed. Adding up, Xiao Ye had been in the second stage for a month. The performance of this stage was far behind everyone else.

The second elders became disheartened, and the glimmer of hope in their hearts was completely extinguished.

"It seems that this kid really only understands 10% of the true meaning of martial arts." The second elder was full of disappointment, otherwise how could Xiao Ye be trapped in the underground world for so long?

He knew very well that if Xiao Ye could comprehend 20% of the true meaning of martial arts, combined with his own strength, he would have been able to kill him long ago.

There are quite a few disciples in Chongyangmen who have realized the true meaning of martial arts, and they are very ordinary. So he was a little hesitant in his heart, whether to accept Xiao Ye as a direct disciple.

"It's been a month, maybe Xiao Ye has been besieged by beasts and died." A sneer appeared on the corner of the third elder's mouth, and his words were very mean.

clatter!

At this moment, a tall and straight figure with a long knife on his back stepped out of the eighth hole, followed by a pressing heat wave.

"Xiao Ye, he finally came out!"

Everyone's eyes looked at the past.

"Hmph, this kid's life is really big, so he didn't die in the magma." The third elder's complexion changed slightly, and soon returned to normal.

"Xiao Ye, you are such a big fan, let us three black-robed elders wait for you here for a month." The third elder asked coldly.

"One month?" Xiao Ye, who walked out of the cave, was taken aback for a moment, "I've been in the underground world for a month?"

He was completely silent in comprehending the true meaning of flames, not realizing that so long had passed.

"I'm definitely at the bottom of this level." Xiao Ye looked aside and found that the other nine disciples all had impatient expressions on their faces, obviously they had been waiting for a long time.

"Xiao Ye, you lost." Leng Feng, who was holding a long spear, stared at Xiao Ye and said slowly, a glimmer of pride flashing across his eyes.

Xiao Ye smiled slightly, and being able to raise the true meaning of flame to 40% was already a huge gain for him, and he didn't need to care about winning or losing.

What's more, there is a third level.

"In the first and second rounds, the three of us have seen your performance. Now, among the ten of you, we have to choose direct disciples." The Great Elder glanced at the audience and said solemnly.

what!

The words of the first elder shocked everyone.

"Elder, isn't there a third level? Why do you have to choose direct disciples now?" asked a disciple who performed poorly in the first two levels.

He also intends to work hard in the third level to make up for the deficiencies of the first two levels. Now that he hears the words of the elder, he is naturally very unwilling.

"The third pass?" The Great Elder said indifferently, "The third pass is actually a dead end, and you can't pass it at all. We choose direct disciples based on the performance of the previous two passes."

"However, after we have finished selecting, all newly promoted direct disciples will need to pass the third level." The elder's tone was full of unquestionable majesty.

Dead end?

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath. How difficult is the third level to be called a dead end?

The inner sect disciples who participated in the selection felt uneasy in their hearts, and no one could have guessed that the third stage was a dead end, which caught them off guard.

"Mummy, if I knew this earlier, I would do my best to perform in the first two levels!" Several young people who had pinned their hopes on the third level were shouting at this moment.

"It's a little troublesome now." Xiao Ye frowned slightly.

But it had come to this, and he could only accept it.

"Leng Feng, this old man accepts you as a direct disciple, are you willing?" At this time, the Great Elder's gaze fell on Leng Feng, and a smile appeared on his face.

Leng Feng's performance in the first two levels made him very satisfied, not to mention that the other party also realized 25% of the true meaning of martial arts.

"I do!" Leng Feng nodded excitedly without any hesitation.

The prestige of the first elder in the Chongyang Sect was second only to the main and deputy sect masters, and his strength was also very strong, otherwise he would not have become the first of the four black-robed elders.

Being able to become the direct disciple of the Great Elder has always been what Leng Feng longed for.

"Okay, then stand over." The elder said with a smile.

Leng Feng walked over quickly and stood behind the Great Elder.

"Second Junior Brother, Third Junior Sister, I can choose one Leng Feng, and the rest will be left to you." The first elder said.

"That old fox!"

The second elder and the third elder were furious in their hearts, you picked the best disciple away, left some crooked melons and cracked dates, and still pretended to be generous.

The second and third elders looked at the remaining nine at the same time.

The hearts of the nine inner disciples jumped, and they were very nervous, because no one knew whether they could become direct disciples.

"It seems that I can only go to the second elder's door." Xiao Ye thought secretly.

Zhao Gan was under the seat of the first elder, and Liu Yiyi was under the seat of the third elder, so he immediately excluded the two, leaving only the second elder.

"Second Senior Brother, you don't want to accept Xiao Ye as a direct disciple, do you?"

"After the first level, the senior brother is still vying with you for this son, but now he doesn't mention a word. This is obviously trying to leave you the garbage you don't want. Are you willing?" The third elder's tone contained Light sarcasm.

Although the second elder knew that the other party was provoking him, his heart was still full of anger, and he said coldly: "I don't want anyone that the senior brother doesn't want!"

He was originally hesitating whether to accept Xiao Ye as a direct disciple.

In his mind, he had long believed that Xiao Ye's comprehension was very low, and in this respect he was not as good as the inner disciple who was ranked lower.

No matter how strong the martial arts heart is, if his comprehension is very low, he will not have great achievements in the future, so he does not feel that it is a pity to give up Xiao Ye.

The third elder smiled lightly and nodded and said, "Second senior brother is really strong, and the little sister admires it."

"The direct disciples we accept must not be too low-level in understanding the true meaning of martial arts, or else they will be laughed at to death?"

After the three elders finished speaking, they looked at Xiao Ye with a sneer.

"Do you want to become a direct disciple and approach Yiyi again? I won't let you do that."

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To be continued m140418