Chapter 632
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After that, Long Bufan, who had flown to the outer plaza of the Yuan River, clearly sensed the strange gazes of those people. Long Bufan was not a simple-minded fool. He clearly knew that the reason why he was able to obtain the quota to cultivate in the Yuan River so quickly was because he had taken away one of their quotas.
If that was the case, it would definitely cause that person to hold a grudge against him.
As for how to deal with this thorny situation, Long Bufan was naturally not a greenhorn like Xiao Bai, who would allow others to step on him …
"Good morning, Senior Brothers."
Soon after, he cupped his hands and greeted the purple-clothed youth and the others with a smile.
Just as Long Bufan's voice fell, the purple-clothed Ye Chen took a step forward with an unfriendly expression and asked in a deep voice: "You're the Inner Hall disciple who comprehended the flame totem two days ago, Long Bufan?"
Seeing this, the eyes of the direct disciples flashed. Indeed, it was as they had thought. Ye Chen still did not intend to let the matter of his quota being snatched go.
Long Bufan lightly smiled as he nodded and said: "Yes, it's my first time here. Senior Brother, please give me some advice."
"Advice?" The purple-clothed youth Ye Chen coldly smiled as he looked at Long Bufan and solemnly said: "There are only ten stone platforms in the Yuan River for cultivation. Therefore, in the Blue Cloud Pavilion, it has always been in rotation. Even if you are a direct disciple who has just joined the Blue Cloud Pavilion, with your current cultivation and qualifications, I'm afraid that you are still unable to adapt to the rich Yuan Qi fluctuations in the Yuan River. Rashly cultivating will only waste resources.
Therefore, Senior Brother advises you to wait for another year and wait for your cultivation to rise before coming to the Yuan River to cultivate. At that time, perhaps it will be even more beneficial to you. "
After saying this, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled into a faint smile.
"Oh?" Long Bufan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a faint smile, "Then may I ask what level your cultivation has reached?"
Looking at Long Bufan, Ye Chen said with an arrogant smile, "Compared to you, of course, my level is much higher. Third level of the Spirit Sea Realm!"
The matter of the old disciples establishing their authority over the new disciples had always been caused by the conflict of interest. Long Bufan had already guessed that his quota to cultivate in the Yuan River this time should be due to this purple-clothed youth called Ye Chen.
Long Bufan squinted his eyes and sneered, "So, you are at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm. You are just so-so."
As soon as these words were spoken, it instantly caused all the direct disciples present to reveal stunned expressions. Long Bufan's rude words had exceeded everyone's expectations.
"There's going to be a good show …"
In the next moment, almost at the same time, those gazes shifted to Ye Chen, anticipating his next reaction.
At this moment, the smile on Ye Chen's face suddenly froze and gradually turned ashen. His gaze was gloomy as he stared at the newcomer who dared to speak disrespectfully to him in public.
However, Ye Chen was not like Qin Yue, the Senior Brother of the core disciples, who was narrow-minded and angry. Instead, he sneered and said, "Junior Brother Long, since you said that the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm is just so-so, do you dare to exchange pointers with me?"
The direct disciples present looked at this scene in astonishment. Soon after, a hint of admiration flashed across their eyes. Today's matter, Ye Chen had made it clear that he could not accept the fact that his quota was taken. This obsession would more or less affect his martial arts heart in the future. The only way to resolve this was also simple. Both sides would fight.
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