The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 23
However, Ji Chuan only smiled faintly, while Mu Jue sneered.

He put his hope on Ji Chuan, if he didn't get the desired result in the end, then don't blame him.

"Senior Brother Mu's divine power."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Chuan's mouth, and he cupped his hands and said.

"Heh, I don't know the surname of junior brother Gao." Mu said with a noncommittal smile.

"In Xia Jichuan, a disciple of the Tongtian Demon Sect's outer sect, the mere nickname is not worth mentioning."

With a smile on his face, Ji Chuan was not angry at all because of Mu Jue's attitude, and cupped his hands.

Soon, when Ji Chuan came on stage, the outer disciples on the opposite side were obviously cautious.

However, when Ji Chuan threw a sword flower at random, the opponent couldn't react at all, so he had to let it go passively. In the end, Ji Chuan found a loophole and pierced his throat with his sword.

Ji Chuan flicked a sword flower, put away the sword and stood up, and only got up and returned to the square when he heard the sound of promotion.

"Well, it's not bad that the third level of Tiantian kills the fourth level of Houtian in the future, and it's still so clean and neat." The Xing elder of Huaxuezong nodded and commented affirmatively.

Then, he casually asked, "What's the name of this disciple?"

"Forehead……"

Everyone in the field was speechless and looked at each other in blank dismay, expecting someone to answer Elder Xing's question.

However, they obviously didn't know such a little-known disciple.

In the end, the suzerain Pang Zhong coughed and explained: "Elder Xing, this disciple should have suddenly emerged, and we don't know the name of this disciple."

Immediately afterwards, with a wave of Pang Pang's hand, a disciple immediately followed him.

Pang Zhong said: "Go and check the name of the disciple just now, and there are some other things."

"Yes, Sect Master."

After this disciple got the order, he quickly disappeared in front of everyone, and he didn't dare to delay the suzerain's order in the slightest.

The competition was still going on, and Elder Xing of the Blood Transformation Sect was watching the arena, but because Elder Yin was beside him, he didn't dare to show any prestige.

After all, he didn't know the relationship between Elder Yin and Tongtian Demon Sect.

Not long after, the disciple just ran back quickly, bowed his waist, whispered a few words in Pang Chong's ear, and then went down.

At this time, Elder Xing's eyes fell on Pang Zhong's body, and the meaning was self-evident.

Pang Zhong also knew the purpose of this Elder Xing, so he simply didn't show off, and said with a smile: "Elder Xing, the disciple just now is my sect who was promoted from a handyman disciple to an outer disciple, named Ji Chuan."

Elder Xing nodded and said: "Well, this boy is not bad, but he is only an outer disciple, and his cultivation level is still too low."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

All the elders around responded again and again, with smiles on their faces.

In the following competition, there was no turmoil, and most of the outstanding performers were inner disciples, while some outer disciples really did not arouse much interest in martial arts seniors like Elder Xing.

Under the bright sun, it was already noon. Although the first round of competition was not over yet, the elders in the auditorium on the high platform had already left.

In desperation, the deacons had no choice but to announce that the competition in the morning would be suspended and continue in the afternoon. According to their estimates, the competition would take two days. After all, there were hundreds of people, and it would take a lot of time to fight one-on-one.

Ji Chuan wasn't present for the afternoon game, and in fact he wasn't interested in tomorrow's game either.

"What does Mr. Yin mean this morning?"

At noon, Ji Chuan returned to his residence, sat by the dilapidated table, and kept knocking on the table with his hands "嘿, 咕, 咚", thinking about what the old Yin said in the morning.
Moreover, Ji Chuan found that Mr. Yin seemed to treat him a little differently. He didn't believe that he had any special qualities that he valued by Mr. Yin.

My family knows their own affairs, and apart from the comprehension brought by Tianmoce, there seems to be nothing special about it. It should not be worth mentioning it several times by Mr. Yin.

Time passed by every minute and every second, '嘿, 啦, 啦' was especially ear-piercing in the quiet cabin.

Suddenly, Ji Chuan stood up, ready to ask Mr. Yin for clarification, and he was not afraid that Mr. Yin would harm him.

This kind of big guy doesn't care so much about a small guy like him, maybe he just values ​​him as a junior.

Maybe, Ji Chuan could only think so.

Mr. Yin was a mysterious person, and Ji Chuan didn't know exactly where he was, so he wandered around the sect, hoping to find him.

Ji Chuan frowned and wandered around these places where Mr. Yin often haunted, such as the Sutra Library Pavilion and the Promotion Office of Handyman Disciples, but he still couldn't find them.

After not finding it for a long time, when Ji Chuan's patience was exhausted and he was about to return, a voice came to his ears from behind, instantly cheering him up.

"Old Yin!"

Ji Chuan quickly turned around without even raising his head, and bowed in salute.

In front of Mr. Yin, it's better for him to be honest.

"Your boy is just honest on the surface, but it doesn't matter, the Demon Sect needs a cunning person like you."

Old Yin scolded with a smile, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Ji Chuan's careful thinking, on the contrary he appreciated it very much.

Only at his level can he know that the Demon Sect is declining day by day, and what is lacking is not a master with strong martial arts, but a Demon Sect disciple who can confront the juniors of the righteous way.

Today, Buddhism and Taoism claim to be the leaders of the righteous way, and talented children come forth in large numbers.

However, there is a phenomenon of lack of success in the Demon Sect, and there is no good way, so they have to secretly look for disciples to train, and wait for the future to compete with the disciples of the righteous way.

Coincidentally, Ji Chuan is the one he is more optimistic about. In fact, Mu Jue and Qin Hao are also good, but he doesn't like their temperament.

"Boy Ji Chuan, come with me."

Elder Yin led Ji Chuan forward with his hands behind his back without hesitation. Along the way, the disciples in the sect kept saluting, showing curiosity and jealousy towards Ji Chuan.

A while later, Ji Chuan followed Mr. Yin to a thatched hut. As soon as he entered the room, he could smell a pungent smell of medicine.

Suddenly.

Before Ji Chuan could react, Mr. Yin grabbed his shoulder with one hand at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Immediately let go and returned to the original place, the speed during which time made Ji Chuan dumbfounded.

a long time.

"Old Yin, what is this?"

Seeing that Yin Lao hadn't spoken for a long time, Ji Chuan showed a nervous look on his face, bowed and saluted, and asked respectfully.

"Okay, stop pretending in front of me."

Seeing this, Yin Lao waved his hand and said.

"The Daoist kung fu you practiced is really weird. I don't seem to have heard of it." Elder Yin still ignored Ji Chuan, muttering constantly, and finally said affirmatively: "This kung fu I’m afraid it’s the supreme way to condense the Dao Body.”

"No, you don't want to practice this kung fu." Immediately afterwards, Yin Lao stared at Ji Chuan with a pair of sharp eyes, and said solemnly.

(End of this chapter)