perfect beast

Chapter 63

In front of the task list was a table. An old man was sitting in front of the table. The old man was full of white hair, and his figure was thin, making him look particularly haggard.

At this moment, he was recording something in a thick notebook with a pen.

After taking a closer look, he discovered that he had recorded the names of every disciple who received the task.

Zhang Beichen walked to the desk and said, "Old man, I want to take on the first task."

The white-haired old man was taken aback when he heard the words, then immediately became excited and looked up at Zhang Beichen.

When he saw that Zhang Beichen was just a young man, and his cultivation was only at the third level of the Soul Gathering Realm, he shook his head helplessly.

Then he bowed his head and ignored Zhang Beichen, but continued to register the names of the disciples from various sects who came to receive the task.

Obviously, he was very disappointed with Zhang Beichen.

He originally thought that the person who dared to take the task ranked first in the task list must also be a very outstanding master.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be just an inconspicuous young man.

Zhang Beichen said again: "I want to take on the first mission!"

But this time, the old man didn't even bother to lift his head.

A disciple wearing a hemp robe stood beside Zhang Beichen, and said arrogantly and unreasonably: "What's wrong with you, you don't even have a badge, you must be a casual cultivator, right? How dare you say that you want to accept the first task on the task list, haha , are you looking for death?"

Hearing this, Zhang Beichen turned his head and glanced at the young man.

He saw a round badge pinned to the boy's chest, with the word "Strong" engraved on it.And the cultivation base is only the eighth level of Qi Gathering Realm.

From this attire, it can be seen that this disciple is just a disciple of a certain sect.

Zhang Beichen stared at him coldly and didn't care about it.

He spoke to the old man again, and said harshly, "I will accept the task that ranks first on the task list."

This time, his volume was amplified a lot.

The old man shook his head helplessly, raised his head, looked at Zhang Beichen coldly and said, "You know, the task that ranks first is not something you can do. Don't make trouble here, otherwise, don't blame our task union for not doing it. Talk about affection."

Zhang Beichen didn't expect that the old man didn't believe that he could take on this task.

Hearing the old man's words, the young man in hemp robe beside him became even more arrogant.

He shouted angrily: "Go away, none of our Raging Fire Sect disciples dare to take this task, you want to take it as a casual cultivator? Get out of the way, don't stand in the way of the uncle."

I didn't expect this young man in hemp robe to be so arrogant and unreasonable.

Zhang Beichen felt angry for a moment, and left a very bad impression of Raging Fire Sect.

"When you speak, please pay attention to your wording." Zhang Beichen stared at the boy in hemp robe and said coldly.

Hearing this, the young man in hemp robe was furious for a moment, and he smiled back from his anger: "Hey, kid, you are impatient, aren't you? Sir, I will let you know how powerful the Fire Claw of the Raging Fire Sect is today."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand directly, and his palm turned into an iron claw, grabbing towards Zhang Beichen's shoulder.

This young man's strength is also very good, between his iron claws, a thin cloud of mist rose unexpectedly.

Among the warriors at the eighth level of Qi Gathering Realm, he should be a strong one at the same level.

No wonder the words are so outrageous.

However, with such strength, in Zhang Beichen's eyes, he was like nothing.

Immediately, he had a very bad impression of the Raging Fire Sect, so he decided to teach the boy a lesson.

The hands of the Raging Fire Sect young man tightly grasped Zhang Beichen's clothes, but Zhang Beichen's feet did not move, but his shoulders swung forward vigorously, and the young man's body was thrown forward directly by this force Three or four meters.

"Fuck me!"

The young man in hemp robe was knocked down by Zhang Beichen's inner strength, and he got up, thinking he was careless.

Immediately, he was furious, cursed angrily, and threw the iron rod out of his hand.

"Boy, I think you are really impatient!"

Or, he just waved the iron rod in his hand and slammed it down on Zhang Beichen's forehead.

The whistling sound of breaking wind shook the air and made a humming sound.

The power of this young man in hemp robe is indeed not small.

However, just when his iron rod slammed down with unparalleled strength and was about to hit Zhang Beichen's head, Zhang Beichen made a move.

He quickly raised his palm and directly grasped the iron rod tightly.

"roll!"

With a yell, Zhang Beichen flung the boy casually, and once again threw the young man no less than ten meters through the pulling force of the iron rod.

"Oh!"

It hit the ground heavily, and the Agni Fire Sect disciple lay on the ground, spewing out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Zhang Beichen didn't use any profound strength, just a layer of physical strength, which was to throw the eighth-level Qi Gathering Realm fighter away and cause serious injuries to the opponent.

"Xiong San, what's going on?"

Just then, a voice came from the crowd.

Looking from where the sound came from, it was a young warrior in a gray robe. He was about 1.7 meters tall, but his body was so strong that his clothes bulged.

Standing on the spot with a spear in his hand, he exuded a domineering aura.

On his chest, there is also a thumb-sized round breastplate with the word "Strong" engraved on it.

When the boy in hemp robe saw this person coming, his expression turned bitter, he climbed up and went to the side of the boy in gray robe, and said, "Senior Brother Qin, this kid actually insulted our Raging Fire Sect."

Holding a spear, the gray-robed boy walked slowly towards Zhang Beichen with steady steps.There was a killing intent in his eyes.

The young man surnamed Qin raised the spear in his hand, stood five meters away from Zhang Beichen, and said coldly: "Boy, report yourself, I will not kill the unknown."

Seeing the aura emanating from this person, Sun Lei took a step forward and stopped Zhang Beichen, with a fierce look in his eyes. He stared at the gray-robed boy and said, "What do you want to do?"

The gray-robed youth twitched his mouth slightly, and said with a cold smile: "Ants have no right to speak."

Zhang Beichen patted Sun Lei on the shoulder and told him to stand aside.

Then he stared at the gray-robed boy surnamed Qin, and said coldly, "Zhang Beichen, Fengyunzong, who is here?"

"Hmph, Fengyunzong? It turned out to be a handyman disciple of Fengyunzong, good, very good. Boy, in Wulai Immortal Island, there are not many people who don't know me, Qin Yan. It seems that I should really let you grow up Memorized."

I didn't expect the gray-robed boy to speak so arrogantly.

Zhang Beichen's impression of him was also extremely bad.I didn't want to talk too much with him, just said: "Do you want to fight?"

"Haha, the struggle of ants."

Qin Yan didn't put Zhang Beichen in his eyes at all, and opened his feet directly, holding the spear in both hands, ready to fight Zhang Beichen.

Zhang Beichen is also ready.

He could tell that this gray-robed youth was an outer disciple of the Raging Fire Sect, and his strength was absolutely extraordinary. His right hand was already on the hilt of his sword, and his aura was released, ready to fight at any time.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, the old man bowed his head to take notes in front of the table, his pupils opened suddenly, and a tyrannical aura erupted, and his previous haggard feeling disappeared.

"Where are you working as a task union? Let you fight here? Get out of here, or you will be decapitated."

Hearing the old man's words, the grey-robed boy Qin Yan's expression changed, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Reining in the aura on his body, he smashed the spear in his hand on the ground, and said: "Boy, today is your luck, see you some other day, and I will definitely kill you without a whole body."

"I'm waiting for you." Zhang Beichen stared at Qin Yan coldly and said indifferently.

"Humph!"

Snorting angrily, Qin Yan turned around and left with the hemp-robed handyman disciple just now.

At this time, the old man behind Zhang Beichen said: "Boy, you can go too!"

(End of this chapter)