Chapter 30 Qiu Chuji's Shock
Qiu Chuji and the other Quanzhen Seven Sons only glanced at Li Yuan, but did not pay attention to him.

After all, Li Yuan looked too young.

Li Yuan originally had a pretty face, and he practiced the Jade Heart Sutra in the ancient tomb, which has the effect of rejuvenating his face, making him look younger than his peers.

People in the martial arts circle are ranked according to their seniority, and they pay attention to the reputation and qualifications of the world.

In the eyes of the Quanzhen Seven, Li Yuan was just a brat who came out of nowhere and could not attract their attention at all.

Even though Li Yuan himself said that Zhao Zhijing was killed by him, they all felt that Li Yuan was messing around.

Under such circumstances, Qiu Chuji and the other Quanzhen Seven Sons naturally would not lower their identities to talk to Li Yuan.

At this time, Qiu Chuji stepped out from under his seat, a handsome-faced disciple of the third generation of Quanzhen, wearing a hair scarf.

He said loudly to Li Yuan: "Little brother, this is the main hall of the Quanzhen Sect's Chongyang Palace, you are not an outsider who can come in and mess around. Besides, senior brother Zhao Zhijing's martial arts is the best among the three generations of Quanzhen disciples. How could it be possible to be killed by you, you should retreat quickly, lest we punish you."

Hearing this, Li Yuan felt strange in his heart.

He obviously ran to the Quanzhen Seven and admitted that he had killed Zhao Zhijing, but these people didn't believe him.

Could it be because he looks too harmless to humans and animals?So they don't believe it?
It seems that sometimes being too handsome is also a troublesome thing.

So Li Yuan asked with a smile: "Then how can I prove to everyone that Zhao Zhijing was killed by me?"

Seeing that Li Yuan was unwilling to retreat, the disciple walked up to Li Yuan and said, "I'm Zhen Zhibing, a third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. If this little brother wants to continue messing around in Chongyang Palace, then I can only do this by hand. out."

"Zhen Zhibing?"

Hearing this name, Li Yuan thought of what Zhen Zhibing did in the original book, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Zhen Zhibing looks like a dog. I don't know how his skills are?"

Li Yuan didn't hide his words, and said it directly in front of Zhen Zhibing and the others.

Following Li Yuan's offensive words, the atmosphere in the main hall of Chongyang Palace became a little tense.

At this time, the Quanzhen Seven Sons all took a serious look at Li Yuan.

As for Qiu Chuji, he vaguely felt that Li Yuan's face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen Li Yuan.

This is not to blame for Qiu Chuji, after all, he is now over 60 years old, which can be considered an advanced age in this era.

Even if his martial arts are strong, it is still difficult to resist the erosion of the years. It is inevitable that the memory of people of this age will decline a little.

Besides, he just glanced at Li Yuan in the side hall, and that was more than a year ago.

Zhen Zhibing was ridiculed face to face by Li Yuan, so he couldn't help but lose face.

After all, there are not only four or five elders in Chongyang Palace, but also more than a dozen of his senior brothers.

Since Zhao Zhijing was killed, the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples have secretly started to compete with each other.

Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu and the others among the seven disciples of Quanzhen are old and intend to abdicate in recent years, and the next head teacher will be elected from among the three generations of Quanzhen sect disciples.

Originally, Zhao Zhijing was the favorite to be the next head teacher. After all, his martial arts is the highest among the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples, and his strength is the strongest.

But now that Zhao Zhijing is dead, many third-generation disciples with relatively ordinary martial arts have seen opportunities again.

This is how open and covert conflicts arise.

Faced with Li Yuan's ridicule, Zhen Zhibing naturally wanted to set an example in front of his senior brothers and elders.

He immediately said loudly: "Since this little brother speaks wild words, it seems that he wants to challenge the martial arts taught by me Quanzhen!"

Zhen Zhibing stepped forward.

He didn't need the long sword on his back, but put his left hand behind his back, his right hand in front of his chest, and said confidently to Li Yuan: "Then please teach me, little brother!"

The Quanzhen Seventh Masters in Chongyang Palace remained silent, and the other three generations of disciples did not discuss much either.

After all, in their eyes, Li Yuan was just a brat who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and Zhen Zhibing could take Li Yuan away with a little effort.

Zhen Zhibing looked like a master.

But at this moment, he found that Li Yuan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhen Zhibing was puzzled.

Li Yuan had crossed a distance of four or five meters and suddenly appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, there was only a crisp cracking sound.

Zhen Zhibing watched his outstretched right hand being pinched off by Li Yuan!

He is powerless to resist!
"what!!!"

The palm was crushed, and Zhen Zhibing let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

His handsome face also became ferocious and distorted at this moment, and cold sweat kept falling from his forehead.

Zhen Zhibing felt a great murderous intent from Li Yuan in front of him.

Then he wanted to draw the sword with his left hand, but Li Yuan stepped on his chest and kicked him to the ground.

With just two moves before and after, Zhen Zhibing had already been completely defeated by Li Yuan, and he was powerless to fight back!
With such a performance, the Quanzhen Seven Sons couldn't sit still anymore.

Li Yuan's movements at that moment just now were so fast that even Qiu Chuji, the strongest among the seven sons, didn't see how Li Yuan moved.

Seeing that his apprentice was injured, Qiu Chuji immediately stood up.

He stepped forward to help Zhen Zhibing up, then turned his head and asked in a cold voice: "Who is your Excellency? You came to my Quanzhen Sect's Chongyang Palace to make trouble?"

Facing Qiu Chuji's question, Li Yuan smiled and said, "Who am I? Qiu Chuji, don't you know me?"

"Ok?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard Li Yuan's words.

Qiu Chuji frowned even more when he heard it, then fixed his eyes on Li Yuan, and began to think.

But old people are old, Qiu Chuji stared at Li Yuan for a long time but didn't recognize him.

Seeing Qiu Chuji like this, Li Yuan knew it in his heart.

Before Zhao Zhijing could recognize him, it was because Zhao Zhijing remembered him for more than a year and wanted to kill him all the time.

But to Qiu Chuji, Li Yuan was just an unknown person whom he met occasionally more than a year ago, and he didn't bother to remember Li Yuan's appearance at all.

So Li Yuan reminded lightly: "A year ago, in the side hall of the Chongyang Palace, you persuaded me not to join your Quanzhen, and go down the mountain to become a farmer. Do you remember now?"

When Qiu Chuji heard this, his eyes shook, and he looked Li Yuanlai up and down carefully again.

Then he asked in shock: "Are you a descendant of the Li family who once went up the mountain to join my Quanzhen sect?"

"Yes, I am that Li Yuan back then."

Qiu Chuji looked at Li Yuan in front of him and fell silent.

More than a year ago, Li Yuanming was just an orphan with nothing.

But in just one year, he has grown to such an extent that he easily dealt with his disciple Zhen Zhibing with two moves.

The difference before and after this is really too big!
Although Qiu Chuji had traveled far and wide and had seen a lot, he felt a little unbelievable about Li Yuan's growth in just over a year.

After a moment of silence.

Qiu Chuji finally asked aloud: "Where did you learn this martial art?"

(End of this chapter)

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