Chapter 180

"Hey, isn't this Lin Yi?" Seeing the man sitting cross-legged on the golden training platform, the disciples in the training hall became puzzled, "He actually dared to sit in the position of senior brother Wang Dong, he is really not afraid of death ?”

"Hehe, this arrogant waste material was slapped in the face by Senior Brother Wang Dong in the Kung Fu Hall. I guess he was not convinced. It is ridiculous to want to take revenge on Senior Brother Wang Dong!"

"The aptitude of this useless material is probably inferior to mine. He dared to challenge Senior Brother Wang Dong. He really deserves to be slapped in the face!" A fat man at the peak of refinement vowed, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Why didn't Senior Brother Wang Dong come out and teach this boy a lesson, and let him practice for several days in the position of the eldest disciple!" The disciples were angrily, wishing to take action now and kick Lin Yi off the training platform.

However, no one dared to really go up. Lin Yi's previous majesty, even the disciples who had never seen it before, had heard of it.

"Brother Wang Dong is probably in seclusion and doesn't know what happened here. This kid is really lucky. That is the training platform for big disciples!" A disciple said with envy in his eyes.

"Hmph, before the sword meeting, Senior Brother Wang Dong will be out of the customs, this kid will feel better then, just wait!"

"Speaking of which, this year's top disciple of the Sword Club is probably still Senior Brother Wang Dong. He is so powerful that he is my idol!" Another disciple said with great admiration.

"That's right, no one in this inner sect can compete with Senior Brother Wang Dong!"

All the disciples had different opinions and couldn't agree on what to do, but Lin Yi was absorbed in his cultivation and spent another five hours.

After the practice, Lin Yi returned to the small courtyard, and began to practice the Snake Pan Shadow Step, and to explore the new way of swordsmanship. Faintly, his strength has been growing weakly.

Half a month later, Lin Yi had already practiced the snake-flying pan-shadow step to a nine-point level. This kind of advanced agility made rapid progress, and Lin Yi could practice it to a seven-to-eight-point level overnight, but the more In the future, progress will be like ascending to the sky, and it will be extremely difficult.

With Lin Yi's aptitude and hard work, it took more than half a month to barely reach Dacheng.

Lin Yi obviously still has a long way to go if he wants to reach the perfect state of extreme fire, but he is not in a hurry now. He has played 90% of the first level of the snake dragon pan shadow step, and with the two kinds of swordsmanship, Lin Yi It is no problem at all to sweep away the warriors at the first level of Qi Realm.

Except for Lin Yi, the other disciples in the inner sect are also cultivating intensively, not daring to slack off. This year's sword meeting, only the stronger the strength, the more benefits they will naturally get.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Yi had been practicing alone. Apart from talking to his mother, he only occasionally met with Bai Xiaochun to guide Bai Xiaochun in his cultivation.

Surprisingly, Bai Xiaochun finally broke through to the peak of the refining realm two days ago, while Lin Yi was still at the seventh level of the refining realm.

Of course, it took Bai Xiaochun two years to break through.

In the early morning, the twilight light shines down.

Early in the morning, Bai Xiaochun called Lin Yi to the Tianxuan Hall, waiting for the inner door sword meeting that opened today.

The sword meeting is the most grand competition in the entire Tianxuan Sect. The suzerain and the elders have come to the scene one after another. Even some outstanding disciples from the outer sect and officials like Bai He are qualified to come to watch and learn the martial arts of the disciples from the inner sect. .

"Elder!" Seeing Ying Tianzhao walking over with a smile, Lin Yi and Bai Xiaochun bowed at the same time.

Ying Tianzhao stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Lin Yi, the suzerain made an exception for you to participate in the sword meeting this time. To show your true strength, the old man guaranteed that you must be qualified to snatch the position of first disciple! "

Lin Yi smiled lightly, "The elder thinks highly of me!"

"You kid, you're quite humble. This doesn't look like a 'ruthless person' style!" Ying Tianzhao laughed loudly, and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder.

"Oh!" Lin Yi touched the tip of his nose, with a calm expression, and said quietly: "The position of great disciple must belong to me!"

"That's right!" Ying Tianzhao said with a satisfied smile.

By noon, all the inner disciples had arrived. The suzerain, Jiang Jingtian, was sitting on a high seat in the hall like a god, looking down, and crushed by threats, making the disciples not even have the courage to raise their heads.

"Greetings to the suzerain, greetings to the elders!" All the disciples shouted in unison.

"For this sword meeting, there are a total of forty-nine inner sect disciples who meet the conditions to participate. It is up to you to pass the level, enter the hall, and get any opportunities!" Jiang Jingtian stood up, His piercing gaze swept across, "After half an hour, the gate of the Sword Club will open!"

All the disciples were in an uproar, their faces were full of excitement, and they discussed in a low voice.

All the qualified inner disciples have already arrived at a side door in the main hall, but saw a stone staircase spiraling upwards, leading directly to the upper floor of the Tianxuan main hall.

Among them, there are three people who stand out the most, namely Wang Dong, Wu Yan and Lin Yi.

Needless to say, Wu Yan and Wang Dong have always been old rivals competing for the first disciple. Every time, Wang Dong wins, so Wu Yan has always been very unwilling. This time, he is obviously well prepared, with cold and angry eyes Down, revealing absolute confidence.

Lin Yi, as a specially selected disciple, was able to win the favor of the suzerain, and naturally became the object of discussion among all the disciples, especially the fact that Lin Yi was defeated by Wang Dong on the sword ladder in the palace of martial arts a month ago, has already spread all over the world. inner door.

"I really don't know what's so special about this guy. He actually got the privilege of participating in the sword meeting. It looks like he's just a piece of garbage at the seventh level of refinement!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Wang Dong's defeated general, no matter his aptitude or strength, he is nothing but a waste!"

Listening to these gossips, Lin Yi didn't take it seriously, turned his head slightly, and looked at Wang Dong who was beside him.

When Wang Dong heard these compliments, his complexion didn't get better at all, because the truth will soon be revealed, and he doesn't know what his face will be like when the time comes!

"Everyone, come with me!" Ying Tianzhao, dressed in a gray robe, took the lead to step on the stone ladder, and led the disciples to the upper floor.

The crowd became agitated again. Those internal and external disciples who were not qualified to participate followed one after another. Although they could not participate, they still had the qualifications to watch. Many people have already started betting on who this year's chief disciple will be obtain.

Ninety-nine percent of the bet is naturally on Wang Dong, and there are very few disciples. I believe that Wu Yan can regain the glory and win the position of chief disciple.

As for everyone else, even if they are strong, they are just cannon fodder.

Lin Yi followed the crowd to the second floor of the main hall.

Here, there is a golden palace door, which is tightly closed.

In front of the gate of the hall, there is a wide field where all the disciples are gathered, and it is extremely lively.