Suddenly, there was a loud rumble in the sky.
An unparalleled pressure erupted from the clouds. Under that pressure, the golden lotus began to wither, and its golden light dimmed.
A cold voice came from the clouds and shouted, "Ancient Martial Arts Great Strength Pulse!"
A large golden hand reached out from the clouds and directly tore the golden lotus into pieces. The entire sky became blurry under the majestic power, as if it was covered by a layer of transparent Qi.
The power was as heavy as a mountain, about to collapse the world. It was also as sharp as a blade, about to sever mountains and sever seas.
Yi Kun and the others all felt a great pressure, like a mountain falling down. Even Jiang Yi, who was at the great perfection of the origin realm, felt his heart palpitate.
Qing Buli's expression changed drastically. He looked at the figure gradually emerging from the void and exclaimed, "The peak of the Yellow Scarf Warrior — the great perfection of the Marrow Transformation realm!"
A figure stepped out from the clouds and stood there sternly.
Yang Qingxuan's eyelids twitched. He immediately recognized the newcomer and exclaimed, "Elder Lu Jiangpeng!"
Lu Jiangpeng's face was solemn. His voice was like a bell, ringing through the earth. "Who dares to steal Yang Qingxuan from me? I'll tear him apart right now! "
His words were like a cauldron weighing a thousand kilograms. Every word was filled with power and a sharp pressure that echoed in the square.
Everyone present felt a great pressure, and their backs were drenched in cold sweat.
This was an undisguised, undisguised killing intent!
The seven elders of Tian Cong had gathered together, even at the expense of weapons. All for Yang Qingxuan?
All the students were dumbfounded. There was no longer any jealousy in their hearts. They were completely numb and petrified.
Even Zhao Sihan was dumbfounded with his mouth agape.
The heads of the aristocratic families, who had always been resourceful and resourceful, stopped working. A huge question mark floated in their minds. "Am I dreaming? What's going on? "
Only the main character of the storm, Yang Qingxuan, was calm. He let out a long sigh.
In fact, Yang Qingxuan was also confused. He knew that Lu Jiangpeng wanted to take him as a disciple, but who the hell were the others? It was as if he had appeared out of nowhere.
Qing Buli's face was full of excitement as he walked up to Lu Jiangpeng. "Lu Jiangpeng, y-you advanced?"
Lu Jiangpeng softly grunted, not minding Qing Buli's welcome at all. Instead, he stared at Jiang Yi, then at Qi Yi and the other two, coldly saying, "Fortunately, I came out of seclusion in time. Otherwise, my favorite disciple would have been snatched away by others."
Jiang Yi said coldly, "What a joke. I was clearly the one who came first. Since when was it your turn to choose a disciple? That's not the way to play, right? "
"What? Intercept? You f * cking said I stole the game?! "
Lu Jiangpeng said angrily, "When this old man first met Yang Qingxuan, you were still just a tadpole, and now you're saying that I'm cutting you off!"
Jiang Yi's expression changed greatly. These words were too unpleasant to hear. He furiously said: "Lu Jiangpeng, you asked for it. Don't say that I bullied you because you have internal injuries!"
Back then, Lu Jiangpeng had suffered an incurable injury and had been recuperating in the Welcoming Dragon Pond. The six elders and some of the upper echelons of the empire knew about this.
"Haha, internal injuries? You're talking about something that happened a few months ago, right? "
A cold light flashed through Lu Jiangpeng's eyes like lightning in the night sky, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. They couldn't help but feel fear.
Even Jiang Yi and the other great masters of the Origin Martial Realm changed their expressions drastically.
Qing Buli was even more shocked. "Your, your injuries …"
Lu Jiangpeng laughed loudly. "Haha, the heavens have pity on me. This old man's injuries are completely healed! The cultivation that I've fallen behind in these years will soon be made up for. Even if I break the shackles of the yellow scarf warrior and enter a higher level, this old man is still full of confidence. Hahahaha! "
Thinking of this, a heroic spirit rose in his chest. He couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar like a crane.
Everyone was shocked and shocked.
The great perfection of the Chalcedony realm was already the peak of the yellow scarf warrior, equal to Qing Buli and Jiang Yi.
Breaking the shackles of the yellow scarf warrior and entering a higher level was something that hadn't been heard of in the Northern Five Kingdoms for centuries.
All the aristocratic families were shocked. If Heavenly Consort Academy really produced such an expert, then the upper echelons of the empire and even the Northern Five Kingdoms would be reshuffled.
Puzzled, a student couldn't help but ask, "Breaking the shackles of the yellow scarf warrior? What realm is that?"
Lu Jiangpeng's aura was as imposing as a mountain. He chuckled. "Above the yellow scarf warrior is the forging of an unbreakable golden body!"
He gazed at Yang Qingxuan with concern and said in detail, "The yellow scarf warrior has three minor realms: Undulating Qi, Jade Bone, and Marrow Changing. They respectively represent skin like warm jade, hardness and softness as one, and bones like colored glass. Once completed, one can transform blood, open orifices, condense heavenly veins, and achieve an unbreakable golden body!"
Everyone's blood surged as they listened.
Body cultivators were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Everyone knew very little about them. At this moment, they felt a sense of longing and thought to themselves, "So body refinement can also be so powerful."
Yang Qingxuan was dazed. "You mean, above the yellow scarf warrior is the unbreakable golden body, divided into three minor realms: Transform blood, open orifices, and heavenly veins?"
Lu Jiangpeng was full of praise. He laughed. "Haha, not bad. Your comprehension is extremely high. If you don't follow me in body refinement, it'll be a waste of a heavenly gift. Heaven and earth will not tolerate it! "
Yang Qingxuan jumped in fright. He said embarrassedly, "Ha, look at what you're saying. It's not that serious. I'll think about the matter of becoming your disciple."
"What? He still wants to think about it?! "
Everyone's minds buzzed again. They couldn't react.
Even Qi Yi and the others were puzzled. Logically speaking, Lu Jiangpeng was indeed the best candidate. They didn't know what Yang Qingxuan was thinking.
Andrew was also unhappy. He felt that Yang Qingxuan didn't know how to appreciate favors. He reminded, "Yang Qingxuan, people will encounter many opportunities in their life. They will also miss many opportunities. Once an opportunity is missed, it will be lost forever."
Su Ying was so anxious that she stomped her feet. She couldn't help but shout, "Yang Qingxuan, why are you so stupid?"
"Captain, quickly agree!"
Chen Zhen was also anxious. He said, "Don't miss this opportunity!"
Liu Cheng, Meng Rui, and Yue Qiang also shouted at the same time. "Quickly agree, quickly agree!"
Lu Jiangpeng looked at him eagerly, full of anticipation. At the same time, he was also a little nervous.
Yang Qingxuan sighed and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't have any plans to become your disciple yet. We'll talk about it in the future."
Although it was a tactful refusal, everyone could hear the unquestionable tone in his voice.
"Ai, I knew it."
Lu Jiangpeng let out a long sigh. Although he was mentally prepared, his face was still full of disappointment.
Yang Qingxuan's words made everyone feel unreal. They felt that everything was fake. No one in this world would refuse to become the disciple of one of the seven old men.
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