Peerless Martial Soul

"I have already prepared a gift for him after he wins this time. Last time for his sixteenth-year-old adult ceremony, we were not able to make it back to the clan, so this time we will make up for it for him. "

This middle-aged man is Yang Chao, the elder of the inner sect, who is Yang Jingtian's uncle. The burly old man next to him was the Supreme Elder of the Inner Sect, Yang Buyi.

The meaning behind Yang Chao's words was that he obviously believed that Yang Jingtian would definitely win.

Yang Buyi glanced at him, his expression somewhat displeased. His son was already quite old, but he was still so frivolous, but he was too embarrassed to embarrass him in front of so many people.

He said calmly: "Chen Feng is not weak either. There will be a fierce fight today."

Yang Chao, however, had not yet understood his father's thoughts, and laughed and said: "What kind of powerful disciple can that loser teach?"

Other elders around him also agreed.

At this time, suddenly there was a loud roar in the sky, and a man in black robe was seen flying through the sky.

This man in black robes is tall and has a majestic face. He exudes an aura as strong as a mountain, which makes people feel like they want to kneel down and surrender. On his black robe, there is a mountain embroidered with gold thread. If you look closely, it is the mountain where the Qianyuan Sect is located.

Everyone immediately exclaimed: "The sect leader is here too."

On the mountain ridge, all the inner sect elders knelt down on one knee, and the supreme elders all bent down and said in unison: "Welcome to the sect master."

Only Mr. Xu and the old man next to him were still sitting.

It turned out that the person who came was none other than the leader of the inner sect, Guan Nantian.

Guan Nantian sat down at the highest point of the cliff, where there was a seat that only belonged to him. He smiled slightly, nodded slowly towards Mr. Xu and the old man, and then said lightly: "Sit down, everyone. I'm here today. I just heard that two newly promoted young heroes in the sect are going to have a battle, so I came here to take a look."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was even more shocked. Many inner sect disciples have never met the sect master so far, but they did not expect that the sect master would actually watch the competition between two disciples who had just entered the inner sect for three months.

"The sect leader really attaches great importance to these two people, and even came to see them in person. They are indeed the golden generation."

"Don't forget, the words "Golden Generation" were first spoken by the sect master."

"Who do you think the sect master came to see today? Yang Jingtian or Chen Feng?"

"Nonsense, do you need to say this? Of course it's Yang Jingtian."

Everyone was talking about it, and at this time, Chen Feng and Yang Jingtian were already standing on the stage of life and death, standing three feet apart.

Zhao Duanliu waited for Guan Nantian to finish speaking, then waved his hands slightly and said in a deep voice: "The decisive battle of the rookie rankings has begun!"

"Trash, are you ready to die?" Yang Jingtian looked at Chen Feng, with a sinister smile on his lips and said in a cold voice.

Chen Feng said calmly: "It's still a matter of debate who wins and who loses today, so don't talk too much."

"Really? Why don't I think it's a contradiction?" Yang Jingtian smiled and suddenly shouted in an extremely domineering voice: "Today, the only one who wins is me, Yang Jingtian! And you, not only will you lose, Even more so, I will crush him directly into a pulp."

He laughed wildly and said: "Chen Feng, I will send you to see your good-for-nothing master today."

After saying this, Chen Feng's face immediately turned cold. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Jingtian with eyes as sharp as knives.

Master Yan Qingyu is the person he respects the most. It is absolutely unacceptable for others to humiliate his master. This is his rebellion.

"Trash, suffer death!" Yang Jingtian snorted coldly, and suddenly struck out with both palms, it was the Breaking Wave Palm.

Broken Waves Nine Levels, Nine Levels of Waves, each wave carrying tens of thousands of kilograms of power, struck towards Chen Feng. For ordinary disciples, if they were touched by the Broken Wave Ninth Level, their bones would be broken, their tendons would be broken, and their internal organs would be shattered.

Chen Feng, on the other hand, was not in a hurry, and used his ethereal step. With one wrong step, he avoided the Duanlang Nine Heavens, and then walked around to Yang Jingtian's side. His right index finger turned jade white and pointed towards Yang Jingtian's temple. .

Everyone below exclaimed: "Here comes this finger again. Will Yang Jingtian also die under this finger?"

This is of course impossible. How can Yang Jingtian's strength be comparable to those who Chen Feng met before? Besides, he had studied Chen Feng's fighting methods before, and knew that Chen Feng would use this move, so he had already been prepared. Yang Jingtian laughed loudly, performed a very mysterious footwork, stepped aside, and then clapped out with both palms. Broken Waves Nine Heavens roared in again.

Only this time, there was a bit more chill in the Broken Wave Nine Heavens, as if there were many ice cubes in the wave.

He just cleverly integrated the ice and snow energy into the Broken Waves Nine Heavens, lowering the surrounding temperature and delaying Chen Feng's movements, making Chen Feng's movements slower. He was also very afraid of Chen Feng's mysterious footwork.