Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 145 Single Cell Wu Jing

"Senior brother Mo, the imperial capital is ahead!"

An ordinary-looking young man in gray clothes pointed to the big characters above his head, and said excitedly.

However, upon hearing his words, Brother Mo rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm blind? There are three large characters of Bai Yujing here, do you think I can't see it!"

Hearing this, the young man laughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I heard that there are a lot of talents in this imperial capital, and everyone thinks highly of themselves. Not only are the geniuses of the royal family, there are also many talented people in Tianxing Academy. I just don't know how the geniuses in this place compare with our Tianhezong ?” Only one person said something suddenly, but there was a strong fighting intent in his eyes.

"Who cares about the royal family or the Tianxing Academy? No matter how awesome a genius comes, if he sees our Tianhe Sect, he will obediently become a waste!"

"That's right, our Tianhe Sect is a first-class sect! In my opinion, it's no worse than his royal family members!"

A group of Tianhe Sect disciples said one after another, their tone full of arrogance.

"You all be humble!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came.

Not far away, came a white-haired old man, he was blind in one eye, wearing an eyepatch, with ravines on his face. He was leaning on a crutch in his right hand, and he wobbled when he walked. It really made people worry that he would fall straight down the next moment?

That left hand held a bead, and the hand was shaking...

"Elder!"

Seeing this person, the disciples of the Tianhe Sect clasped their fists and showed respect.

The elder snorted coldly, and said: "All of you, be humble. This is the imperial capital, the center of the entire Qingfeng Empire! There are a lot of talents in it. If you all raise your eyes to the sky, you will suffer a lot!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded, but they didn't think so in their hearts.

They are all geniuses from all over the world. After a series of selections, they finally entered the Tianhe Sect to practice. They can be said to be geniuses among geniuses! They have grown up under the attention of people around them, so it is normal for them to be a little arrogant.

How can the elders not understand their thinking?

Youyou sighed, and said: "Everyone, I am not joking with you. Do you still remember the incident that was rumored in the empire two days ago?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"The elder said that a junior killed a strong martial artist two days ago?"

"good!"

The elder's eyes flashed brightly, and he said: "This person's name is Yang Chen. He is about the same age as you, but he has already reached the level of a martial artist. It can be said that he is a gift from the sky! And this person is in the imperial capital. Can you have such confidence?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

silence.

Most of them are ninth-level warriors, and there is still an abyss of difference between them and warriors.

But at this moment, Senior Brother Mo, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, snorted, and said lightly: "What about the Martial Master Realm? I may not be afraid of him!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways.

"Yeah, what about the Martial Master Realm?"

"Our senior brother Mo is also a strong man in the middle stage of martial arts, don't you believe that we can't compare to that Yang Chen?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Mo is the chief disciple of our Tianhe Sect. With him around, you may not be afraid of him, Yang Chen!"

A group of disciples became agitated again.

I saw a disciple suddenly raised his fist and shouted:

"Long live Brother Mo!"

The other disciples also raised their fists one after another:

"Long live Brother Mo!"

"Down with Yang Chen!"

"Down with Yang Chen!"

...

A group of disciples walked into the imperial capital in an extremely eye-catching manner.

Seeing this scene, the elder smiled wryly, feeling a little ashamed. He took out a bamboo hat from the storage bag, covered his face silently, and walked into the imperial capital.

...

...

"Yeah!"

In the carriage, Yang Chen suddenly sneezed for no reason. He didn't know why, but he always felt that someone was scolding him, which made him feel strange.

At this moment, the carriage stopped slowly.

Wu Shanhe said: "Father, I have arrived. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, I will go down first, please rest on the top for a while."

After Wu Shanhe finished speaking, he got off the carriage directly.

After Yang Chen stayed on it for more than ten minutes, he also walked down.

The familiar Empire Square reappeared in front of my eyes.

The last time Yang Chen came here because of the Alchemy Contest, he didn't expect Yang Chen to appear here again within a few days, but this time it was because of the Martial Artists Association.

Sure enough, he is a capable person with a heavy burden...

Yang Chen didn't stop, just took the number plate and walked towards the inside of the venue.

I saw two queues lined up at the gate of the square, one side was so crowded that they almost lined up across the road from the square, while the other side only had a dozen or so people.

No need to look, the channel with more people is naturally the audience channel, and the channel with fewer people is the competition channel.

Yang Chen took the number plate and walked over to line up.

But at this moment, there was a "pop", and a hand suddenly patted his shoulder. When he turned his head, he saw a familiar face.

He has a handsome face and fluttering white clothes...

Carrying a long sword behind his back.

Wu Jing!

"It's you?" Yang Chen was slightly taken aback.

"Yeah." Wu Jing nodded and said, "What a coincidence, you're also here to participate in the competition?"

Yang Chen nodded with a smile.

I only heard Wu Jing say quietly: "I just saw you got into my grandfather's carriage, and then came all the way to the Empire Square. I thought I was wrong, but I didn't expect it was really you..."

Hearing this, Yang Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a faint smile, "Did you read it wrong? I have never met your grandfather before, so how can I ride in his carriage?"

Wu Jing shook his head and said, "Yang Chen, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."

"First, you told me that you and my grandfather were strangers, but you carried the Evil-Shocking Sword behind you. Second, you know the Evil-Shocking Sword Manual, which means that you and my grandfather should have a great relationship. If I didn't If you guess wrong, you should be my grandfather's apprentice, right?"

"this……"

"Oh, it really is." Wu Jing sneered, and said: "I didn't understand before, what is the relationship between you and my grandfather, but after several days of deliberation, I finally got the most detailed answer. You are indeed my grandfather's apprentice..."

Yang Chen smiled, but didn't speak.

as long as you are happy.

Speaking of this, Wu Jing suddenly sighed, and said: "No wonder my grandfather has been ignoring me lately. He asked him to send me to the square last night and refused to send me. It turned out that it was because he accepted his apprentice..."

"But it's no wonder, after all, you have already stepped into the realm of a martial artist, and you are indeed better than me." Speaking of this, Wu Jing suddenly stretched out his fingers and calculated.

"Now I am a sixth-level martial artist, and I am four levels behind you. Fortunately, I am not too far away, and I should still be able to catch up!"

Wu Jing talked to himself.

However, Yang Chen couldn't take it anymore, he patted him on the shoulder, and left by himself.

"where are you going?"

"Why, are you afraid that I will catch up with you?"

"hehe……"

Wu Jing sneered, and followed Yang Chen's pace.