The family is too invincible, forcing the system to upgrade to black

Chapter 98 The gap that made Song Wanjun despair

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I must not admit that I do have feelings for Chen Mu.

But when someone described me as a toad wanting to eat swan meat, Song Wanjun felt a little uncomfortable.

Because in the past, swan meat was used to describe her.

Song Wanjun didn’t understand why she admired heroes and appreciated Chen Mu’s talent. What was wrong?

At least, Song Wanjun didn’t want to deceive her heart.

There was no need to embarrass herself by retreating behind the wall.

Who doesn’t have people talking behind their backs?

In recent years, many people have recognized her as the most talented woman in the Dawu Dynasty.

There are also many people who think she is not worthy of the title of the most talented woman in Dawu.

If Song Wanjun really cared so much, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

"No way? Kill instantly? Am I dazzled? Did I see it wrong?"

"No! You didn't see it wrong, it was indeed a one-shot kill!"

"At that level, to kill the opponent in one shot, how strong must one be?"

Hearing the shocking sound coming from behind, Song Wanjun stopped and turned to look.

The picture of Ye Qingcheng breaking through the tower projected by the image stone.

In the picture, Ye Qingcheng was heroic, one man and one sword, bloodbathing the residual soul images left by the elite disciples.

She is really a heroine!

In his heart, he felt admiration.

She is really strong!

In this era where martial arts are respected, she is more qualified than himself to enter Qingyun Mansion and stay by Chen Mu's side.

Fortunately, Song Wanjun is not completely without a chance.

It was thanks to Chen Mu that he brought back Mo Yuan, Li Chengzun and other great Confucian scholars from the Three Thousand Volumes of Great Confucianism, and established the Book Mountain in Tianyuan Holy Land to revive the Confucianism.

After hearing about it, Song Wanjun chose to join the Book Mountain as soon as possible.

Moreover, because of her outstanding talent, she was accepted as a direct disciple by Li Chengzun and Mo Yuan, and was trained intensively.

Song Wanjun was willing to believe that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as one is determined.

She was not completely without a chance.

Although Chen Mu was a great emperor and a saint, it was a big blow to her.

It took a lot of effort to ease it.

Thanks to Li Chengzun and Mo Yuan, Song Wanjun has now reached the level of Juren, and no one can get close to her. She speaks eloquently, her tongue is like spring thunder, and her words are like flowers falling from the sky...

This is also the reason why Song Wanjun came to the Trial Tower.

She wanted to verify the results of her practice.

Then there was the current scene.

It happened at this time.

In the Trial Tower.

Ye Qingcheng had already reached the 120th floor.

It was much easier than she thought.

The cultivation of the quasi-emperor realm was ridiculously strong!

"By the way, the emperor's power!" Ye Qingcheng suddenly remembered that she still had the emperor's power.

The imperial power of the Quasi-Emperor is not even qualified to carry the shoes of the Imperial Power of the Great Emperor.

But, that is only relative to the Great Emperor.

No one dares to look down on those below the Quasi-Emperor.

When the trial opponent appears in the white space in front of him, his facial features and body contours gradually become clear, holding two meteor hammers, and he looks ready to fight.

Ye Qingcheng puts down the sword.

Close your eyes.

Feel it carefully.

"What's going on? Could it be that Saint Ye knows she is not an opponent and surrenders on her own initiative?"

"Not surprising, if I remember correctly, that person once used a meteor hammer to kill a powerful monster that was tens of thousands of years old with three hammers!"

"Three hammers?" Hearing this, the man couldn't help but take a breath and exclaimed, "Our Tianyuan Holy Land is really full of talents!"

Boom! !

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a huge vibration sound continued, like a thunder roar, resounding around.

The onlookers all felt the strong pressure, their knees bent down uncontrollably, and they couldn't help but think of surrendering.

"Imperial power! Is this imperial power?"

"It's absolutely correct! Imperial power, it's really imperial power!"

"Wasn't Saint Ye only at the level of Xiantian Martial Master before? How could she have imperial power?"

"This imperial power is not as good as the Saint Master and others, I think it should be the Quasi-Emperor Realm."

"Quasi-Emperor Realm!"

"It seems that Saint Ye seems to have received the Young Master's gift again."

They can only think so.

Because in their opinion, the only one who can do this, who can make people ascend to heaven and transcend the ordinary, is Chen Mu.

Only!

Be more determined to work hard to practice and strive to enter Qingyun Mansion one day.

"Xiantian Martial Master, stepping into the Quasi-Emperor Realm?"

Even though she was not interested in martial arts, Song Wanjun behind the doorway was still shocked.

She knew very well that this was equivalent to stepping from a great scholar into the sub-sage realm, and approaching the saint!

She was very envious that Ye Qingcheng had this opportunity.

Leave quietly, decide to return to the Book Mountain, continue to practice Confucianism and improve your strength.

What she saw and heard just now made Song Wanjun clearly realize that the distance between her and Chen Mu was farther than she thought...

Ye Qingcheng continued to be busy breaking through the tower.

And her heroic appearance when breaking through the tower was also recorded in the Trial Tower, which can be chosen by disciples. It is currently the most difficult one.

At the same time, it is the one with the highest reward.

Although the strength will be weakened a lot after the phantom, if you are not careful, you will still be killed by a sword!

This is the most terrifying part of the phantom of "Ye Qingcheng".

Close the Sky-peeking Mirror.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng's series of powerful performances, Chen Mu was very satisfied.

It seems that the chances of letting him take action in the future are getting slimmer and slimmer.

Not bad, very good!

Take another look at the kitchen, Zhang Shengcai's side.

He had already cultivated the "Golden Bell Hegemon Body Art" to the middle stage, showing the horror of his body training talent.

It won't take much time to fully master the Golden Bell Hegemon Body Art.

When the time comes, once the Golden Bell Hegemon Body is opened, even if he is in the iron torrent of thousands of troops, he can still be guaranteed to be unscathed!

Hardness is off the charts!

Everything is thriving at the moment.

Chen Mu enjoyed his leisure time.

However, not long after, Li Chengzun and Mo Yuan came to him to communicate and learn.

It was undoubtedly a great opportunity for them to get guidance from the saint.

After all, Chen Mu promised in person to help them revive Confucianism, so it was hard to refuse.

Fortunately, with the identity of a saint, plus the memory of his previous life, just two lines of poetry can benefit Li Chengzun and Mo Yuan infinitely, enlighten them, and open their wisdom...

It happened at this time.

At the foot of the mountain.

A carriage was stopped by the gatekeeper.

Seeing the other party show the credentials, he retracted the gun, let them go, and allowed them to walk up the mountain.

"Master, are we really going?" The personal guard's face was full of reluctance.

"Why not? It is only natural to pay back debts!" ​​The person called the master was determined.

Lifting the hem of her skirt with both hands, she climbed the stairs step by step.

"But, that man is not only the emperor, but also a saint. If we do this, if we offend him, we will only die!" The male guard persuaded again and again.

"Yes, master, no matter what his status is, we can't afford to offend him." The female guard nodded frequently to show her agreement.

"No, I have returned the money to them, and he must return the collateral to me! Besides, I have a token given by Chen Juexin."

"Default? This affects the reputation of Tianyuan itself."

The person who spoke was named Zhao Zhitong.

It was the dynasty university scholar who mortgaged the family heirloom, the three thousand volumes of the great scholar, to the Shenshi Pavilion on the gambling god stone that day.