Chapter 120 - Late Arrival

After two days.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

In the Wudou Palace of the Inner Palace, there were three muffled sounds, which continued and echoed continuously.

Everyone raised their heads and glanced towards the direction of Martial Arts Palace, with surprised expressions on their faces. The muffled sound of the three drums was a competition in the arena.

"Someone wants to compete!"

"Go and see."

People who didn't know rushed to the Martial Dou Palace one after another, while those who knew had long been looking forward to it, and they were all looking forward to today's battle.

At this moment, the Martial Arts Palace in the Inner Palace was full of people.

The inner palace's disciples almost filled the Dou Gong, and some headmasters and elders also showed up one after another, especially headmaster Tang, who wished to see Chu Qianye deposed.

"Master Jian, the disciple you have accepted seems to be the protagonist of today's ring."

A teacher looked at Jian Batian and asked with a smile.

Jian Batian nodded slightly.

"Hehe, the disciple accepted by Master Jian has had his martial soul abolished earlier." Master Tang smiled lightly, "The future achievements are limited, unlike my disciples, who are young and promising, my youngest disciple Xu The wind is more successful than him."

Everyone was slightly taken aback when they heard this sentence.

Zhangjiao Tang and Zhangjiao Jian, the two have a deep past, and they hate each other as soon as they meet.

"Really. You seem to have a big disciple. His strength is not bad. It seems that his name is Ye Fei. He used to be like Liu Yunqing. He also wanted to be my disciple, but I rejected him. Oh, sorry, I don’t remember well. It hasn't been good all the time, you should know this. Is Ye Fei really your disciple?" Jian Batian narrowed his eyes into a slit, and said lightly.

Headmaster Tang's eyes were gloomy, and he took a deep breath.

This was a hurdle he would never get over. Every time Jian Batian brought it up as an argument, he was very angry, and what made him feel powerless the most was that he couldn't refute it.

"It's okay, although I detest it, but the talent should be better than the average person, the future is limited but it doesn't matter, you just need to get him an eighth-grade elixir, it may change his talent." Jian Batian said softly , "My disciple, he is really, so easy to believe what a woman said, his martial soul was shattered, fortunately he re-awakened the divine grade martial soul."

Divine Grade Martial Soul, your uncle's, why is it so reluctant to come to you?

No, Jian Batian said it against the truth, deliberately speaking it to Headmaster Tang.

Headmaster Tang's lips twitched slightly.

"It doesn't matter if your talent is a little bit worse. I am a person. Apprentices pay more attention to character. Chu Qianye is still in line with my personality."

Jian Batian said to himself: "I'm not a good master, and I can't compare with Zhangjiao Tang. He tried his best to teach his skills. My disciple is really stubborn. He learned alchemy by himself. No one taught him, but he did alchemy. I have made a lot of third-grade pills, so I can only go to the Heavenly Dynasty to find someone to teach him alchemy skills, otherwise I am really unqualified."

"Oh, by the way, this kid made four puppets some time ago, and one of them failed. Sigh, my mouth is dry, so I won't talk about it."

Jian Batian looked like he was 'heartbroken', while the other headmasters were stunned for a while. It took a while to understand what Jianbatian meant, and couldn't help turning their heads to look at Headmaster Tang.

At this time, Headmaster Tang had a very ugly face and extremely gloomy eyes.

"Apprentice, pass on my martial arts to Lu Xiaoqing and Ning Yifan."

Xu Feng, who was standing by the side of the ring, suddenly heard his master's divine voice, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Master, I have given them a long time ago, don't worry, Chu Qianye is such a piece of trash, Ning Yifan and the others will definitely abolish him, just wait and see."

When Headmaster Tang heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Jian Batian, let me make you happy first, and see if you can still be happy later, and then I will fight back.

Headmaster Tang showed a calm expression.

"Jian Batian, do you dare to bet with me?"

Hearing that Zhangjiao Tang and Zhangjiao Jian were about to bet, everyone showed excited expressions, and the two finally hit it off.

"Why don't you dare?" Jian Batian said indifferently.

"If your apprentice loses, you will pass on your "Thunderbolt Nine Tribulations Sword Art" to my apprentice." Zhangjiao Tang said seriously.

"What if you lose." Jian Batian narrowed his eyes and asked casually.

Headmaster Tang said: "I will pass on my "Split Sky Spear Jue" to your apprentice."

Hearing the bet between the two, all the headmasters gasped slightly.

Now it's time to play big, these two martial arts are extremely precious, and they are willing to take them out, which shows how high the hatred value between the two is.

"Yes." Jian Batian said confidently, "You just wait to teach the "Split Sky Spear Jue" to my apprentice."

Headmaster Tang showed a sneer.

Wenren Muyue could hear the conversation between the two of them clearly, and she was also very surprised. She never thought that for Chu Qianye, the two would bet on their famous martial arts skills.

We haven't seen each other for half a year. Has Chu Qianye grown up during this time?

In Wenren Muyue's beautiful eyes, a look of worry could not help but flash across.

In the past six months, she hardly saw Chu Qianye, and even heard very little about him.

Lu Xiaoqing was dressed in light green clothes, with slender eyebrows, and stood on the ring with a sword in her hand. She was condescending and whispered from the corner of her mouth: "Chu Qianye, don't you dare to come today, you trash?"

Her voice is not loud, but it can be heard clearly in everyone's ears.

Hearing this sentence, everyone showed a surprised expression.

"There are still three minutes to go. After three minutes, when Chu Qianye gives up the battle due to stage fright."

The elder of the assessment said lightly.

Wow~ Hearing the elder's sentence, everyone was in an uproar. Headmaster Tang couldn't help but smile. Chu Qianye's appearance so late can only explain one problem, he was afraid.

Wenren Muyue also frowned slightly, looked around, and began to search for Chu Qianye, but she didn't see him for a week.

"It's rubbish, the drum has already been beaten three times, and you give up the battle at the critical moment?"

"Haha, he is just a newcomer. He has just entered the Inner Palace for less than half a year. Do you still expect him to perform amazingly?"

"Run away, useless!"

"The female disciple in the ring is very courageous. The other challenger is really cowardly."

Seeing this scene, the onlookers almost exploded. Everyone, you say one sentence to me, and there is a trend of verbal criticism.

"Sister Juan, do you think Brother Qianye will run away?" Bai Qiuye asked.

Hao Juan shook her head lightly.

"Won't."

"Qianye's talent is good, he probably won't give up the battle." Mo Rufeng also said.

Ruan Kui's eyes were deep, with a flash of brilliance.

His news is more well-informed, he knows what Chu Qianye did on the Throne of Raging Flames.

Take away the four-color Lei Lingxin from under Wu Kuntong's nose?

To take away the six-color Lei Lingxin from His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince?

Wu Kuntong is fine, but the Seventh Prince is the strongest in Xuanbang, how did Chu Qianye do it? This question has always troubled Ruan Kui, and perhaps he will be able to get the answer today.

He squinted his eyes, quietly waiting for Chu Qianye to appear.

"There is one minute left, if Chu Qianye does not show up, it will be regarded as giving up the battle."

The elder on the ring said again.

Wu Kuntong and Liu Yunqing both showed a sneer, this piece of rubbish doesn't even dare to challenge a woman.

"Your Highness Seventh Prince, this Chu Qianye is so useless that he doesn't even have the courage to come to the arena."

The talented man in the python robe in the corner said nothing, his eyes were fixed on the ring.

"His Royal Highness, will Chu Qianye come?"

It was Li Ling who was asking the question. She frowned, staring at the ring, she couldn't help asking.

Wu Ying and Wu Ping were also a little impatient at this time.

"coming."

The Eighth Prince said calmly, and everyone couldn't help raising their heads, but saw a figure walking slowly.