Chapter 36

Chapter 36 news of waizong Dabi

Han Cong's words excited Chen Feng. Needless to say, the opportunity to enter the inner sect is extremely rare.

You know, the treatment of inner disciples and outer disciples of the Qianyuan clan is completely different.

In the view of the high level of the sect, these people of the outer sect are irrelevant, while the disciples of the inner sect are the root of the continuation of the sect incense.

Neizong disciples can get a lot of resources to cultivate them every month, and even each of them can get a cave as a place to practice.

This treatment is more than that of many foreign elders.

Chen Feng firmly said, "I must participate in this waizong Dabi."

"If you are still strong in the past, I will definitely not let you participate. But you are strong now. The day after tomorrow, you have enough strength to participate."

"Even if you can't make it into the top ten, it's good to increase combat experience and experience."

Han Cong laughed.

Han yu'er said, "Dad, Chen Feng is so powerful now that he can't get into the top ten?"

"In the outer sect, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Don't underestimate others."

Han Cong warned, "every year, a group of amazing figures will emerge in waizong Dabi, not to mention the top ten, the top 50 every year. The eighth after tomorrow is everywhere, and the ninth after tomorrow is not rare. Some people even have the ninth after tomorrow peak, and they are only one step away from entering the realm of God."

"This is the strong man of banbu Shenmen!"

Chen Feng couldn't help but be moved.

Half step God gate, the day after tomorrow nine heavy, such a strong man, or now he can't match. He is strong, yes, but those people are stronger.

"It seems that waizong Da is not as simple as I thought, and he has to work harder!"

"You don't have to worry. I'll sign up for you. The junior ones are competitions, and you don't have to participate. You can directly participate in the main competition of 320 people." Han Cong said.

Chen Feng said with a smile, "there is uncle Lao."

Han yu'er listened and said crisply; "Dad, I also want to participate."

"If you participate..."

Han Cong was a little embarrassed: "you are only the day after tomorrow, and your strength is a little low. Moreover, it is difficult to improve your realm in a short time."

Han yu'er glanced at him white and said, "isn't it your fault? It's been several months since he said he would find me a secret script of whip, but he hasn't found it yet. He can't improve his level in a short time, but he can make up for it with his excellent martial arts!"

Han Cong was embarrassed and said, "well, my dear girl, you don't know that whip technique is rare, and there are few skills in whip technique. You don't like those in waizong Wuji Pavilion. Well, Dad, I'll go to the market to find them for you."

Hearing this, Chen Feng thought of something. He took the whip script out of his arms and handed it to Han Cong, saying, "martial uncle, I have a whip script here."

"Return to the thirteen movements of soft whip? Is this the martial art of Aoki sect?"

After taking the script, Han Cong glanced at it, and his eyes immediately became sharp, looking at Chen Feng: "where did you get it?"

Chen Feng didn't hide it and said, "when I was practicing in Aomori mountains a few days ago, I encountered several pieces of aomu sect and was killed by me. This was found from their bodies."

"Good, good boy! What a trick!"

Han Cong heard the speech, his face became gentle, heavily patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, and laughed: "it seems that I still underestimate you."

Chen Feng touched his nose and asked, "is Aoki sect very hostile to our sect?"

"You will know this later." Han Cong said.

He threw the script to Han yu'er and said with a smile, "girl, this is a second-class martial art of yellow level, or whip, which is very suitable for you."

Han yu'er didn't expect her dream to come true. She was very excited. She took it in her hand and looked at it happily.

"Thank you, Chen Feng? It's rude." Han Cong scolded.

Before, Han yu'er protected Chen Feng. She couldn't change her role for a while. Where did she come from to thank Chen Feng?

Chen Feng didn't care about this either. He laughed and said, "no, martial uncle, you take care of me so much. It's just a whip. It's nothing."

Han Cong looked at him and nodded happily.

Chen Feng said a few words and left.

Han yu'er sent him out. When she reached the door, she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Chen Feng, thank you."

She seemed a little embarrassed. She didn't dare to look up at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was stunned, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "elder martial sister, you're welcome."

As the sun set, the boy's smiling face was pure and sunny. Han yu'er looked up and couldn't help being a little crazy.

When Chen Feng walked away, she covered her hot smiling face and smiled sheepishly, "for the first time, I found that younger martial brother Chen is really good-looking."

Leaving the Han family, Chen Feng went to the front mountain of waizong and went straight to Wuji Pavilion.

During this period of experience, he not only increased his strength, but also deeply realized his shortcomings.

He defends well, but his attack is insufficient.

Offensive means are scarce, and back and forth is just a bright fingerprint. Although very strong, but very monotonous, no change. And bright fingerprints are stronger in defense, not attack.

At least the current king seal of the immovable Ming Dynasty is so.