Chapter 33

"Chen Yu, you … what do you want to do?"

Wang Lingyun's face turned cold.

The brutal scene of Chen Yu killing five Illuminating Pulse cultivators a few days ago was still lingering in his mind.

At this moment, seeing Chen Yu approaching him with an unfriendly expression, Wang Lingyun even thought of running away.

However.

In front of so many people, Wang Lingyun could not put down his pride and run away. If he really did that, how would he have the face to stand in this circle?

Most importantly, he had a powerful backer beside him.

Hmm?

The "short-haired young man" next to Wang Lingyun was stunned when he saw Chen Yu approaching Wang Lingyun.

He vaguely felt that Chen Yu looked very familiar.

"Chen Yu, you want to …"

Chen Yu's action startled Ding Jiuhui.

Wang Lingyun was about the same level as Ding Jiuhui, but the "short-haired young man" next to Wang Lingyun was an ordinary person.

"Brother Wang, the 'sparring' in the wild last time was not enough. Today, I want to learn from you again. "

Chen Yu smiled faintly.

He was hinting at the killing in the wild last time, and now he was openly proposing a sparring.

"Chen, you must be joking. We are so familiar with each other and have many opportunities to spar. Let's forget about it today …"

Wang Lingyun forced a smile and subconsciously shrank back.

This scene caused the senior disciples nearby to be shocked.

Everyone knew Wang Lingyun. He was quite popular in the circle and his strength was passable.

Looking at the current situation, Wang Lingyun seemed to be quite afraid of Chen Yu. He even did not dare to accept the challenge.

"Is that so! But I want to be more 'intimate' with Brother Wang. Senior Brother, take three moves from me. "

Chen Yu smiled strangely and suddenly made his move.

Hu!

Separated by less than ten feet, Chen Yu arrived in front of Wang Lingyun in the blink of an eye. His fist, which was like a roar of iron thunder, pressed down.

Wang Lingyun felt an oppressive and violent fist force pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

Even if he was prepared, he still couldn't escape Chen Yu's extraordinary speed.

Iron Cloud Claw!

Wang Lingyun had no choice but to grit his teeth and circulate his lifetime's worth of internal energy, striking out with a sharp and piercing claw.

"Peng!"

Fists and palms collided in midair, producing a frightening muffled sound.

Instantly, the attention of most of the people in the courtyard was attracted by the two of them.

Hiss!

Wang Lingyun let out a muffled groan and felt his arm go numb. He almost lost his senses and took a few steps back.

Bronze Fist!

Chen Yu's second punch. His entire fist was covered in a layer of deep bronze luster. It faintly expanded, and its power and speed reached a whole new level.

Wow!

It was even harder for Wang Lingyun to resist. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying by that inhuman fist.

Bang!

Wang Lingyun's body hit the courtyard wall. His face was pale and he was incomparably shocked.

Only when he personally fought with Chen Yu did he know how terrifying the opponent was. Compared to the last time, he was stronger by more than one level.

"When did Chen Yu become … …"

The expression on Ding Jiuhui's face was very interesting.

Last time in the battle with Bear King, he could see that Chen Yu was not ordinary and had already slightly overestimated him.

But he didn't expect that Chen Yu could be strong to this extent.

Two punches and Wang Lingyun, who was at the same level as him, was sent flying and spitting out blood.

Not far away, the two outer sect disciples guarding the door, at this moment, had a look of lingering fear on their faces.

Thinking back to before, they were still mocking Chen Yu for being a gigolo who lived off a woman.

"Still one move left."

Chen Yu exhaled on his fist, with a slightly playful expression, he slowly approached Wang Lingyun.

Two punches, had already made Wang Lingyun spit out blood. He estimated that another punch could make the other party lie down for ten days to half a month.

Hu!

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, the third punch was ready, the power of it was one to two times stronger than the second punch.

"Kid! It seems that you really think that I don't exist. "

Suddenly, a low and powerful voice came from the other side.

Chen Yu felt a domineering force, with a piercingly cold and invisible sharpness, coming straight at him.

He looked sideways.

The "short-haired youth" who was with Wang Lingyun, waved the silver spear in his hand, the cold and domineering force lingering on the spear body.

"Chen, this is Senior Brother 'Yang Fan', ninth in the last Large Competition. There's no grudge between you two, so there's no need to fight. "

Ding Jiuhui laughed dryly, and hurriedly came over to dissuade him.

In the Yunyue Gate, to be able to fight into the top ten of the outer sect, they were definitely not ordinary people, each of them was an elite of the same level.

"Hehe, of course there's no need to fight. But, Junior Brother Chen Yu also needs to take three moves from me, oh no, two moves from me. "

The short-haired youth 'Yang Fan' had a trace of coldness at the corner of his mouth.

Ding Jiuhui's face suddenly became embarrassed.

This Yang Fan, did not give him face at all, he was determined to help Wang Lingyun.

"Hmph, as expected."

In the other corner, Wang Lingyun's eyes flashed a trace of coldness: "Yang Fan was originally Mu Xueqing's pursuer, I recently talked about this kid Chen Yu's bad deeds in front of him."

Yang Fan, was one of his reliance.

But Chen Yu, was not shocked by the title of "top ten of the outer sect".

"Alright, I also want to see the strength of the top ten of the outer sect."

A wave of battle intent emerged from Chen Yu's body.

His goal, was to become an inner sect disciple!

If he could not even cross the lowest threshold of the outer sect's top ten, how could he compete for the top three, or even first place?

"Take my first spear first."

Yang Fan sneered, the silver spear in his hand suddenly shook, drew a deep cold blurry spear shadow, and stabbed straight at Chen Yu.

Puchi!

On the body of the spear, the biting cold wind had already enveloped Chen Yu.

Such a powerful spear made Chen Yu have the illusion that he was once again facing the "Great Evil" Chu Lifeng.

"Open!"

Chen Yu shouted, his fist expanded, a layer of deep bronze metallic luster appeared, and his body erupted with a wave of evil and domineering inner breath.

The people nearby had the illusion of a fierce beast roaring in their ears.

The surging inner breath in that punch carried an invisible killing intent. It even caused Yang Fan, who was standing opposite, to feel a trace of pressure that originated from his mind and Qi.

"Huh?"

In the corner, the indifferent "Nangong Li" revealed a trace of a strange expression.

Clang ~

The two domineering forces collided in mid-air, and a strange muffled sound, like a copper bell suddenly rang.

"So strong!"

Nearby, the disciples whose cultivation was lower than the late Pulse Opening Realm all felt their eardrums hurt, and their blood and qi fluctuated.

Whoosh!

Dust floated near the battle circle of the two.

In their field of vision, a spear and a fist froze in the void, the two were like two statues connected into one.

"This kid, such a strong power!"

A trace of surprise flashed on Yang Fan's cold face.

His opponent's tyrannical power gave him the illusion that he was facing the seventh ranked fatty Huang.

Not only that.

A strange evil power surged in Chen Yu's fist, and vaguely, it could also produce a certain degree of suppression on his spirit and blood.

Clang!

A huge force surged in Chen Yu's copper hand, shaking off Yang Fan's spear.

Then, his figure gracefully turned around, and a few consecutive punches were launched at Yang Fan.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu's Thunderstorm Fist Art clashed with Yang Fan more than a dozen times.

If it was an ordinary late Pulse Opening Realm disciple, he would have been defeated by Chen Yu's tyrannical power.

Whoosh!

But Yang Fan's silver spear danced up and down, accompanied by bursts of whistling wind, domineering and fierce, but not lacking in agility, it could be said that he could attack and defend freely.

"How could this be …"

Wang Lingyun on the ground was almost out of his wits.

That Chen Yu was so tyrannical that he was actually on par with Yang Fan, one of the top ten outer disciples.

In the courtyard.

Some of the other senior disciples also looked at Chen Yu with different gazes.

So strong?

Ding Jiuhui's face was full of shock.

Yang Fan, one of the top ten outer disciples, was a strong opponent that he could not defeat, and usually respected.

"This is the kid who hooked up with Mu Xueqing? He's not as weak as I thought. "

The seventh ranked "Huang Yuan"'s round face showed a trace of playfulness.

"Both of you, stop."

A gentle young man's voice came from the other side.

Not knowing when.

A handsome young man with long hair appeared between the two, and calmly passed through the gap between their attacks.

Such a movement skill shocked everyone in the courtyard.

Chen Yu only felt that the voice was very familiar, and quickly guessed its identity.

"Yuefeng?"

The silver spear in Yang Fan's hand stopped, and stopped attacking.

The person who came was Yuefeng.

At this moment, he was calm and composed, and his demeanor was better than before.

Just looking at how he calmly passed through the two's attacks, one could see his astonishing improvement.

"Greater Mastery of Cloud Steps?"

Chen Yu roughly glanced, and confirmed that Yuefeng's movement skill was slightly better than his.

Besides, after Yuefeng obtained the "Bear King's Gall" that day, his cultivation had already stepped into the late Pulse Opening Realm, and made up for his only shortcoming.

"Brother Le, you've come at the right time."

Ding Jiuhui let out a sigh of relief, and his tense heart finally relaxed.

"Yuefeng, you like to meddle in other people's business. After the outer sect competition, we'll see who's stronger. "

Yang Fan lightly snorted, and actually pulled out his spear and left.

This surprised Chen Yu.

It seemed that Yang Fan was somewhat afraid of Yuefeng.

"Hehe, Chen, you don't know. After Brother Le advanced to the late Pulse Opening Realm, his martial arts also improved. A few days ago, the ninth ranked Yang Fan, the seventh ranked Huang Yuan, and the others were all defeated by him. "

Ding Jiuhui walked closer, and explained with a smile.

Chen Yu couldn't help but understand.

It turned out that when Chen Yu returned to the family, Yuefeng rose strongly in the outer sect!

Now.

Yuefeng was already a genius in the outer sect, and he was even one of the hot candidates for the top three.

"Brother Chen's improvement is really shocking. I'm ashamed of myself."

Yuefeng smiled and looked at Chen Yu deeply.

Back then, Chen Yu was only at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm, and he was still a marginal figure in the outer sect. But today, Chen Yu could already compete with the top ten elites of the outer sect.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they entered the pavilion one after another.

In the outer sect competition, apart from sparring and communication, there would also be some trading activities.

At this moment, there were already ten to twenty people gathered in the pavilion, and their cultivation bases were all at the Pulse Opening Realm, and most of them were above the mid-stage.

Because the 'Outer Court Competition' was approaching, everyone's need for resources in this exchange meet was very urgent.

A few outer sect disciples even entered the trading segment.

"Brother Chen, you should also want to exchange something for this competition, right?"

Yuefeng said with a smile.

Inside the pavilion, the disciples were divided into a few groups. They were all familiar with each other, and they formed a group of thirty-five to fifty-six people.

On Chen Yu's side, Yuefeng was the core, and including Ding Jiuhui, there were a total of five to six people.

"I need 'Bull's Marrow' and 'Origin Stalk Grass'."

Chen Yu didn't hide it. This was his main purpose for coming to the competition.

"Bull's Marrow?"

A pretty female disciple beside Yuefeng reacted.