Chapter 15

He is Han Dongliang's cousin, Huang Mingwei, an inner disciple of Wuchen Sect.

Han Dongliang suffered a great loss from Gu Chen and was full of unwillingness. He immediately went to find his cousin and wanted him to vent his anger on him.

But Huang Mingwei has always been not too fond of this cousin who is using his name to domineering in the outer sect, especially because he is only a disciple of the outer sect, so he is not very willing to help.

Originally, this matter should be left alone, but who would have thought that Gu Chen went to the Shelter Tower three days ago, and immediately notified Han Dongliang if he had a dog's leg.

Han Dongliang was restless when he heard about this. If Gu Chen really became an inner disciple and his status changed drastically in the future, when he met him, he would have to clamp his tail and be a man forever.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, so he immediately went to find his cousin again.

In his mind, even if Gu Chen got lucky and entered the inner sect, he would not be his cousin's opponent in a short time, let his cousin teach him a good lesson, and he would not dare to be too presumptuous to himself in the future .

Huang Mingwei couldn't resist his cousin's begging in every possible way, and if the other party really entered the inner sect, it would not be considered a drop in price, so he came over today to take a look.

But when he came here, he realized that Gu Chen hadn't broken through the wooden man pass for three days, such rubbish was not worth his shot, so he thought of leaving.

"Don't, cousin, wait a little longer, maybe he will come out later."

Han Dongliang didn't want his cousin to leave like this, he still wanted him to avenge himself.

His plan was well thought out, no matter whether Gu Chentong passed the wooden man pass or not, he must be in a bad state after he came out, after all he fought inside for three days.

At that time, my cousin will take a few casual shots, and why don't you let him kneel on the ground and cry bitterly?

Thinking of the disgraceful appearance of the other party, he felt extremely happy, how could he be willing to give up?

"An hour, I'll wait here for an hour at most." Huang Mingwei said impatiently.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a commotion at the exit of the Huafan Tower, and it was Gu Chen who finally came out!

After three days, the moment Gu Chen stepped out of the Huafan Tower, he was so hungry that his steps were weak and weak.

He looked thinner, with disheveled hair and heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"What's the matter? I haven't eaten for three days, how come I'm so hungry, I didn't do it before."

Gu Chen muttered to himself, although the physical state is not as bigu as the monks in the supernatural power state, but because of the strong energy and blood, it doesn't matter if you don't eat for a few days.

But since stepping into the seventh level of the physical body, he has been hungry very fast. This time, after practicing swordsmanship hard for three days in the Huafan Tower, he was even dizzy from hunger.

"Fortunately, after three days of non-stop sleep, I finally practiced the Wukong Sword."

Thinking of the harvest in the past three days, Gu Chen couldn't help but smile.

The Wukong Sword is much more difficult to practice than the Wuying Sword, but perhaps because of his extremely high comprehension, he managed to master it under the pressure of three hundred wooden men.

At this moment in the Sheifan Building, the three hundred wooden figures had all been shattered to the ground, and none of them were intact.

When the deacon in charge of cleaning went up to check, they would be shocked to find that they were all locked with a sword.

Gu Chen was dizzy from hunger, and he didn't feel the joy of becoming an inner disciple at the moment, let alone why so many disciples gathered outside, he just wanted to go to the inner hall to complete the registration as soon as possible, and then go find something to eat.

"Gu Chen, I didn't expect you to succeed in breaking through and become an inner disciple."

A slightly familiar voice came, Gu Chen raised his head, and saw Han Dongliang, Hong Kuan and others coming.

At this moment, both of them had strong jealousy and anger in their eyes. Although it took them three days to break through the Muren Pass, but it was passed. Gu Chen will really be an inner disciple from now on!

The gap between them was suddenly widened. At this moment, he was extremely angry and just wanted to teach him a good lesson.

"Although you passed, but looking at you like a bird, you are really struggling."

"It took three whole days to pass the wooden man pass, which is unprecedented among the inner disciples, and it is not afraid of embarrassment to say it."

A group of people take pleasure in humiliating Gu Chen by saying one sentence to another.

"Finished?"

Gu Chen said lightly, at this time, goo~~~

His stomach was protesting, he was starving.

"You guys are lucky."

He really didn't have the energy to argue with these guys, so he wanted to leave.

A hand stretched out to stop him, it was Huang Mingwei.

"who are you?"

Gu Chen was expressionless.

"I'm Dongliang's cousin. You didn't know how badly you shot them. You hurt them so badly. You want to leave without showing anything?"

Huang Mingwei said coldly.

Gu Chen understood immediately, and glanced at Han Dongliang with a smile. "Helpers, right? You guys are really promising."

Seeing this posture, the disciples onlookers began to discuss.

"This guy Han Dongliang really invited his cousin out, Gu Chen is going to be in trouble now."

"Huang Mingwei only took an hour to break through the wooden man's pass, which is many times shorter than Gu Chen. How can Gu Chen be his opponent?"

"Hey, it's a pity. If I were Gu Chen, I would give in now. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

Gu Chen stared at Huang Mingwei and the two knives around his waist. This guy seemed to be good at wielding two knives.

His hands are covered with calluses, obviously he has put a lot of effort into practicing the sword, and his strength is not weak.

"What do you want from me? Apologize to him?"

Gu Chen said casually.

"Kneel down to each of them, kowtow three times, and say that I will never dare again."

Huang Mingwei overbearingly put forward his own conditions.

Han Dongliang and Hong Kuan were excited when they heard it. If this is the case, they will be able to recover the face they lost before!

"What if I don't?"

Gu Chen casually touched the iron sword at his waist.

"If not, I'll break your legs and press your head to apologize."

Huang Mingwei noticed the movement of Gu Chen's hand, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Among the inner sect, his sword skills are famous for their speed, drawing a sword in front of him is like playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong.

"That's it, since that's the case..." Gu Chen said slowly, his eyes suddenly turned cold. "I'll break your leg first!"

clang!

His iron sword was out of its sheath, like lightning and flint, Huang Mingwei could only feel a blur in front of his eyes.

not good!

He was startled, what a speed!

He was about to draw the knife immediately, but he was a step too late, feeling the bone-piercing pain from both knees successively.

Plop!

He fell limply to the ground, with blood flowing down the trousers, with a pained expression on his face.

"Wu... Wukong Sword?"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he suppressed his horror.

The speed of the opponent's sword is too fast, the only swordsmanship that can suppress his swordsmanship in terms of speed is the second level of Wuchen's swordsmanship!

"It's still a bit sharp."

With blood dripping from the tip of Gu Chen's sword, he said calmly.

"What's going on? Cousin lost?"

Gu Chen's sword was drawn so fast that Han Dongliang and the others didn't see it clearly at all, and they couldn't help being confused when they saw Huang Mingwei lying on the ground.

After hearing the word Wukongjian, several people all changed their colors, and the disciples who were not watching the battle from a distance even exclaimed again and again.

(end of this chapter)