"Go to the training field?"
Su Xiaomo said, "Senior brother, are you challenging me?"
"That's right." Gao Yingcheng said indifferently.
"Don't go to the training field."
Su Xiaomo said with a smile, "According to the rules of the inner sect, disciples can spar as they wish. Let's spar here."
"There are many people there." Gao Yingcheng said.
It seems that he wants to humiliate me in front of the Taixuan Shengzong disciples.
"This …"
Su Xiaomo fell into deep thought.
Xia Shuiyun walked over and said, "Senior brother Gao, is it appropriate for you, a martial king, to challenge junior brother Su who has just been promoted to the inner sect?"
"Junior sister Xia."
Gao Yingcheng said with a smile, "I'm only sparring with junior brother Su. If he's afraid, he can refuse."
Xia Shuiyun looked at Su Xiaomo, obviously telling him not to accept the challenge.
"Senior brother Gao, right?" Su Xiaomo cupped his hands and said, "Junior brother accepts your challenge."
"…"
Xia Shuiyi's brows furrowed even tighter.
"Senior sister."
Su Xiaomo walked over and gave her an extremely masculine back, saying, "I can do it."
Xia Shuiyun stood where she was as if she'd been struck by lightning. She only recovered from her shock when she saw that fellow follow Gao Yingcheng to the Martial Practice Grounds. She thought to herself in disbelief, "He … used a sound transmission technique?"
That's right.
The last two sentences were sent through sound transmission technique!
Why did the Taixuan Shengzong suddenly organize the inner sect disciples to enter the Perfect Spirit Defense Tower?
Because the sect's experts entering the plane battlefield weakened their overall strength. Moreover, they had to send more people in later, so they had to train the younger generation as soon as possible.
The Perfect Spirit Defense Tower was the cultivation holy land of the Taixuan Shengzong. There were various formations inside, but the opening condition was to burn a large number of spirit stones, so it would not be opened unless there were special circumstances.
To put it bluntly.
This kind of training ground gathered a large number of resources and provided a channel for a small number of people to become stronger.
The worst case scenario for the ten elders to enter the Planar Battlefield was that they wouldn't be able to return. Thus, after a unanimous discussion, the upper echelons decided to spend a large amount of resources to nurture outstanding inner disciples in the shortest time possible.
"Junior Brother Su."
Sun Yingquan once said, "I heard my father say that the disciples chosen to enter the Spirit Defense Pagoda are equivalent to candidates for the position of Elder!"
"Elder preparation candidate?" Su Xiaomo suddenly acted.
There were Lineal Disciples above the Inner Sect, but he knew that with the aptitude he had shown, he definitely could not be compared to disciples with Divine Spiritual Roots or special constitutions. Instead of that, he might as well be an Elder, even if he had the least power.
"As long as the Patriarch agrees to let me register and release my cultivation to the level of a Martial King, it shouldn't be a problem," Su Xiaomo thought to himself.
During this period of time, he had been pretending to be working hard on his cultivation. Furthermore, he often followed Xia Shuiyun to complete high-level missions and had accumulated quite a lot of merit points. Transitioning from a Martial Ancestor to a Martial King should not be too shocking.
Moreover.
He also had an awesome master. Even if it aroused the suspicion of the higher-ups, they would only guess that he was deliberately hiding his cultivation.
After careful consideration, Su Xiaomo decided that as long as the Patriarch agreed to let him register, he would release his cultivation to Martial King and fight for one of the twenty spots in the Spirit Defense Pagoda!
Jun Changxiao agreed.
Therefore, in the face of Gao Yingcheng's challenge, Su Xiaomo used the Sound Transmission Technique that only Martial Kings could use. He used practical actions to tell Xia Shuiyun that he was really good!
… …
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
On the martial arts practice field, spiritual energy spread out.
"Oh my god!"
"This … is impossible!"
"Senior Brother Gao is a Martial King, and Su Jintang is only at the level of Wuzong. How can he fight back and forth with him?"
The Inner Sect disciples stood outside the martial arts practice field and watched Su Xiaomo fight with Gao Yingcheng with ease. Their hearts were immediately filled with shock.
"Nine Spirit Seal Fists!"
Nine extremely explosive fist prints pressed down from the left and right!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Gao Yingcheng formed a wall of air in front of him, but it was difficult for him to withstand the explosive fist prints. In the end, he was forced to retreat until he stabilized at the edge. He said in disbelief, "You … you are …"
"Shua!"
At this moment, Su Xiaomo had already rushed in front of him!
"Boom!"
A left hook directly hit his face, and he was forced to retreat. Not only was there a fist print on his face, but a few teeth also flew out.
The Taixuan Shengzong disciples were dumbfounded!
Senior Brother Gao was actually suppressed by that guy!
"Shua!"
Su Xiaomo used the movement technique of the outer sect disciples to the extreme and rushed in front of Gao Yingcheng again. His cold eyes were full of disdain and contempt.
Kid!
I am the third disciple of the Sect of All Times!
Although my strength is not as monstrous as the eldest senior sister and Ye Xingchen, I am not someone that trash like you dares to provoke!
"Boom!"
Another heavy punch was thrown, and Gao Yingcheng's feet left the ground. Then, he flew out in front of everyone and landed heavily outside the martial arts practice field.
"Senior Brother!"
Su Xiaomo cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for letting me win."
Then, he looked at the dazed woman in the distance and revealed a sneaky smile. He said telepathically, "Sister Xia, can I do it?"
"…"
Xia Shuiyun did not speak.
Her heart was in turmoil!
It turned out that this guy had already broken through to the Martial King level and had mastered the inner sect martial arts to the extreme. Beating Gao Yingcheng was like playing with him.
…
The news of Su Xiaomo's swift and decisive victory over Gao Yingcheng spread through the inner sect. The elders also knew about it and were discussing it at the regular meeting.
"This kid's improvement speed is very fast. It's really surprising!"
"Being able to use nine fist prints at the same time means that the kid has mastered the Spirit Seal Nine Fists."
"Not simple, not simple!"
"To be accepted as a disciple by a Half-Saint of Sword Martial Arts, he must be extraordinary. I think that Jintang should be given a spot in the Perfect Spirit Pagoda."
"Elder Sun, there are only twenty spots. We must strictly screen them." Someone objected, not because he doubted Su Xiaomo, but because he did not want to make a hasty decision.
"How about this?"
The Third Elder, who had been silent all this time, said, "Find a time to let Su Jintang spar with the other inner sect disciples. If he can defeat them one by one, we can consider giving him a spot."
…
"Sister Xia."
In the courtyard, Su Xiaomo smiled and said, "Are you angry?"
"No."
Xia Shuiyun's face was covered with frost.
She had always thought that the guy whose cultivation was lower than hers had suddenly become a Martial King. She would definitely be unhappy that he had hidden his cultivation and deliberately acted in a sorry state in the lava cave.
"Sister Xia."
Su Xiaomo said solemnly, "Thank you for your help during this period of time. It allowed me to break through to Martial King in just a few months."
Xia Shuiyun looked at him suspiciously and said, "You broke through to Martial King in just a few months? Do you think I believe that?"
"Uh …" Su Xiaomo scratched his head and said, "To be honest, I already had a cultivation of Seventh Grade Wuzong. With the help of the sect's Spiritual Array and resources, I was able to smoothly break through to Martial King!"
So that's how it was!
Xia Shuiyun understood. Then, she pointed to the door and said, "Get out. I want to rest."
"Okay."
Su Xiaomo got up but did not leave. Instead, he took two steps forward and kept a close distance with her. He said, "My cultivation is higher than yours now. I should be worthy of you, right?"
"Don't say that."
He clutched his chest and pretended to be in pain. He said, "I'll be very sad."
Xia Shuiyun avoided his gaze and then turned around.
Suddenly, a pair of large hands reached over and hugged her. Su Xiaomo's gentle voice sounded in her ear, "From today onwards, I will pursue you."
"Pa!"
…
On a mountain peak, Su Xiaomo looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and thought, "Patriarch, this disciple will enter the Ten Complete Spirit Pagoda. In the future, there will be a place for me in the Elder Group!"
The camera slowly turned to the other side of his face. The bright red palm print was exceptionally eye-catching.
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