Chapter 471 Inexplicable

Chapter 471 Inexplicable

When he arrived at the main hall of the Academy, there was also a group of Cangsheng Palace disciples watching from afar. "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name"

Chuxue hesitated for a while, and finally was pushed behind by Zhao Yanran. Only then mustered up the courage to go to the palace gate.

Then there was an uproar among the thousands of disciples around.

"Who is she? The main hall is discussing matters, she is a sixth-level person, how dare she go in?"

"You look pretty, she's a bit more innocent than those seniors and sisters from the Seven Spirits Sect, and she's better than the Qingyin men. You're so childlike, hey! Junior sister, why are you pinching me?"

"Speaking of which, I seem to have met this girl in class before, but only once or twice. She has very poor understanding, and she has not completed the teacher's temporary assessment a few times. A stupid girl—"

"Is this girl the last Xuechu?"

When the voice of discussion came, Su Chuxue's cheeks also swelled and turned red. Suppressing the apprehension in his heart, he stepped into the hall.

There was only one person sitting in the hall, who was Fang Wen, the current lord of the academy. Next to it, there are still a few people sitting, who should be the elders of Cang Sheng Dao. The aura of the whole body is introverted and quiet, making it impossible for people to see the truth. It seems to be much stronger than Fang Wen. One of them is Korean Fang, which ranks only under Fang Wen.

At the first place, there are still six people standing there, with respectful expressions. Only Xie An and Xuan Ye were familiar to her. Seeing her come in, they all nodded and smiled in a friendly manner. It's a hint.

The rest of the people, together with those elders, frowned. A young man beside Xie An yelled even more.

"The main hall of the Academy is currently discussing matters! You are a sixth-level man, who allowed you to come in?"

Chuxue's breath was suffocated, and then he became angry, and the previous anxiety and guilt disappeared without a trace. The young master often said that she was like a kitten in nature, a tiger cat, so she was not afraid of anything.

Glancing back at the young man fiercely, Chuxue bowed upwards: "Disciple Xuechu, I have met all the elders, Lord Palace Master!"

Except for Fang Wen and Han Fang, the displeasure in the eyes of the rest of the people in the hall suddenly became stronger. Why doesn't this female disciple understand etiquette?

Seeing this, Fang Wen hurriedly coughed lightly: "You are an inner disciple of three generations, don't salute me, you can sit aside and listen to the lecture. Yuan Fei, why don't you apologize? How can you be rude to your uncle?"

Chuxue was not polite when she heard the words, and went directly to the elders and sat down not far away. Then he turned his head, made a grimace at the young disciple with slightly pale complexion, and stared at him firmly.

Yuan Fei felt helpless, so he had no choice but to possess him and said, "It's my disciple who is wrong, please forgive me, Master Uncle."

Xuan Ye and Xie An looked at each other, and sighed in unison. As the saying goes, where there is a master, there must be a servant. This Zong Shou usually likes to use his seniority to suppress others. He doesn't think that the little shinv beside him has already got the samadhi. He also secretly wondered why this Xuechu was chosen because he was usually not outstanding at all.

Those elders also had suspicious eyes. First of all, she was shocked by Chuxue's seniority. Then their hearts sank again.

"Palace Master, why did you choose this woman? No matter how high her seniority is, she is only at the sixth rank. Although today's battle does not damage the foundation of my common people's dao, it should not be ignored. Fighting against the eighth rank with the sixth rank is child's play!"

Fang Wen's complexion is also extremely unattractive: "This is the candidate recommended by the elders, and Fang Wen has already agreed in advance, it can't be easier!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the sky again and said 'sixteen'. Then in the hall, the expressions of the elders were extremely strange.

"What nonsense! I don't think she's really good at all, but both her true strength and spiritual skills are mediocre and nothing special. What qualifications do you have to participate in this battle?"

"Exactly! Doesn't this mean that the sects and sects in the cloud world will laugh at me that there is no one in the world?"

"This is Luan's fate, how can you accept it?"

All of a sudden, it was full of accusations from Fang Wen. Chuxue's cheeks suddenly swelled, like a little bun. I knew it would be like this, and I was surprised. Who recommended her? Could it be the young master? After much deliberation, this is the only possibility.

Then I saw Han Fang again, looking at this side with a strange color in his eyes. Chuxue snorted and turned her head away, she didn't even want to look at the old man.

I really wish that at this moment, I can make great progress in cultivation, have the ability of the young master, and fight against that young master swordsman for three hundred rounds. Let these people drop their eyeballs.

But when he thought about this, he sighed secretly again, knowing that this was impossible. How could I have such ability, and I don't know what my young master is thinking?

Those elders seemed to know about this, no matter how much they scolded them, it was useless, and they stopped pestering them. After saying a few words, one of them changed the subject and said, "Before Jueyu came to my firmament, he wrote a letter to challenge Tanqiu. Is it really appropriate for us not to let him fight?"

"This is also impossible! The difference between the sixth and eighth ranks is too great. Now that Tan Qiu has some reason, Yuanhun cannot break through to the seventh rank. If he is hit again, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate."

"Indeed! If his mind is affected by this battle, and there are flaws, it is a small loss."

"This son is the future pillar of our clan. Don't just ruin it like this!"

Under the steps, there was a cold snort of dissatisfaction.

"What kind of pillar is a person who can't break through the seventh-order threshold in a year and a half? A swordsman, if he loses a match, he will be completely destroyed. What kind of talent is it? After today's battle, I Yuan Fei wanted to give it a try. What kind of abilities does this third-generation master-uncle of my Cangsheng Dao Bentang have that is so valued by the sect? It's just that he won against a Ji Lingzi—"

Chuxue's eyes suddenly blazed with anger, and she glared fiercely at Yuan Fei again. I thought I must tell Ruoshui and sister Yanran afterwards, so that this guy will suffer.

Dare to say that young master, what a disgusting person.

"rude!"

Fang Wen frowned, intending to reprimand him heavily. But he was scruples about this person's teacher, so he was on the sidelines. Looking at his plain complexion, he didn't take it seriously, it was obvious that he was conniving on purpose. I had no choice but to say: "I'm talking about Junior Brother Qiu, but you are the elders of the teacher. How can you talk about it? After this battle, go to the Discipline Hall to receive punishment yourself."

Then he shook his head again: "Everyone's discussion, you can stop! The candidates are determined like this. Yuan Fei, Han Jian, Xie An, although the three of you are not the strongest among the disciples of your generation, you are better than the one in the first battle. Explosive combat power. In this battle, you should fight with all your strength, and you must not insult the prestige of my common people! Xuan Ye, Zhu Ling, you two have a long back. Procrastinate and try your best to find out the truth of his swordsmanship. Xie An, you are the most calm and enlightened among all people. You can just sit and watch quietly. This final battle will be entrusted to you!"

The six people all looked solemn, and they all responded to the order awe-inspiringly.

Fang Wen's gaze then turned to Chuxue. His gaze flickered for a moment, and finally he sighed slightly, ignoring it directly.

Chuxue clenched her small fist, feeling unwilling and helpless in her heart. I don't know what my young master is thinking?

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When Fang Wen led the crowd, they stepped out of the vault of life and came into the wide space-time rift.

The noisy discussion here suddenly fell silent.

And that Jue Yu also opened his eyes and looked up. Then he clasped his fists and bent over to salute.

"Jeyu has met Cangsheng Palace Master! Jueyu came this time to hone his sword skills, and has no intention of becoming an enemy of Cangsheng Dao. Please forgive me, Palace Master!"

Fang Wen's eyes were cloudy, and he glanced up and down at this Jueyu. His brows were frowned, and then he smiled slightly: "I, Fang Wen, am also a warrior, and I know how difficult it is to hone sword intent. Where can I find it strange?"

With a flick of his sleeves. Then Yuan Fei already understood. Soaring into the sky, it landed in front of Jueyu.

He didn't even salute, and pointed directly with a long spear: "I, Yuan Fei, the true biography of the Five Generations of Cangshengdao, Mr. Jue, please!"

That Jueyu frowned slightly, and did not make a move. Instead, he looked at Fang Wen with a look of suspicion: "I remember that I once wrote a letter of war. This time I came to the vault of life, only for that Tanqiu! You Cangsheng Dao, but look down on me Jueyu?"

Fang Wen was taken aback. Hearing this desperate tone, he seemed really dissatisfied. Could it be that this guy really only came here for Zong Shou?

Before he could speak in the future, Yuan Fei sneered impatiently: "Then Tan Qiu, although he belongs to the third generation of our clan, is just a junior in the clan. A mediocre disciple who couldn't break through to the seventh rank in a year and a half. There is What qualifications do you have to represent my common people? In this academy, I don’t know how many people are stronger than him!"

As soon as this remark came out, including the elders of Cangshengdao, they couldn't help frowning. As for Xuanye and Xie An, their eyes were filled with anger.

Fang Wen also couldn't help having a headache, wondering how could this guy be such a weirdo? This is really a joke. If he had known at the beginning, no matter how short he was, he would not have been chosen to fight.

Scanning the surroundings, I saw that those onlookers were indeed slightly sarcastic.

Chuxue also became more and more annoyed, wishing this guy could wait for a big defeat.

Yuan Fei didn't realize it, and still said coldly: "Anyway, I am Yuan Fei here. If you want to fight, fight! If you don't fight, leave!"

Jueyu was startled, and then nodded slightly: "Understood! What you say is really annoying! But it's okay. Since you are the common people, you don't want to let him out. I am Jueyu today, let you wait willingly, let He fought me! Watch out!"

A long black sword was suddenly unsheathed. He flew up to three feet, just as Yuan Fei's eyes lit up, and the gun in his hand just burst into a flower. The black sword shadow had already soared into the sky, and it was invisible at first, but when it reached above Yuan Fei, it seemed that the entire space had been shrouded in darkness.

The endless destructive aura came in shock, making people horrified and suffocated. In front of Yuan Fei's eyes, there was only a dark sword shadow, locking him from afar. It feels like the world is falling apart. The gun is in his hand, but he can hardly stab it out, no matter where he hits.

With a sudden roar, Yuan Fei finally struggled out from the impact of the sword intent. The gun in his hand shot out countless gun shadows.

However, it is collapsing and disappearing at a faster speed——

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