Chapter 1190

Qi Yurou frowned slightly, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "younger martial brother Jiang's words are heavy. Although I have initially broken the bottleneck, I still need to shut up once to enter the xuanyue realm. At this time, it is still early to say, but..."

At this point, she shook her head and sighed, and her eyes became complicated.

"Oh?" Jiang Tian's eyes moved.

Qi Yurou shook her head and sighed, but she said with a wry smile: "you can see my situation. After the bottleneck is loosened, the blood and spiritual power begins to become restless and restless. Once you feel the breath of xuanyue state, it will run by itself, which is really hard to control."

"That's normal! This shows that you have reached the peak of your spiritual power. You can grasp the advanced xuanyue realm without any problem. At this time, you don't need to suppress it deliberately, just let it work! "

Jiang Tian nods and smiles, comforting each other.

Although he is still at the later stage of Chongyang state and is still a step away from the quasi xuanjing realm, his spiritual strength and total amount are far better than Qi Yurou, and even surpass many martial artists in xuanyue state. Of course, he has enough say in this matter.

As for the experience of cultivation, they are not comparable to each other!

Under the guidance of a few words, Qi Yurou's heart suddenly brightened up, leaving aside her worries and allowing her blood and spiritual power to run by herself. After a short period of discomfort, her whole body breath quickly became stable.

"It's really useful!" Qi Yurou's eyes were shining and excited, "younger martial brother Jiang, you really have it!"

"Oh, it's nothing to mention." Jiang Tian smiles calmly and then turns his eyes to the challenge arena.

At this time, the fight on the challenge arena has reached a white hot, the two inner disciples each put their best efforts to prepare for the final fight.

The roar of muffled sound and the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power scattered in all directions, which made the spectators in front of the challenge arena jump wildly with their eyes and shout out their brilliance!

After a moment of fierce fighting, elder martial brother Ge, the tall disciple in green robe, finally gained the upper hand and seized the fleeting opportunity to strike hard and force the opponent out of the arena.

"I wish you all the best Elder martial brother Ge was obviously in a good mood after winning. He bowed his hands with a smile and saluted his opponents in the arena.

"Oh! The difference is only half the difference The disciple of Zhu surname clenched his teeth and sighed, his fists clenched and his face was annoyed.

But the victory or defeat has been divided, even if he is not willing to recover the defeat, he can only accept the result.

After biting his teeth and breathing out a sultry breath, Tieqing bowed his hands to the other party with a face full of praise: "if you lose, you will lose. There is nothing to say. Elder martial brother Ge is better at skills. Congratulations on passing the test!"

After the disciple of Zhu's surname finished, he did not wait for the other party to respond. He turned around and left far away from the crowd. There was a call in front of the challenge arena. Everyone congratulated elder martial brother Ge for passing the test.

"Nine games in a row, elder martial brother Ge is amazing!"

"Ha ha ha, one more game will pass the test. Elder martial brother Ge seems to be sure of it!"

"It goes without saying that nine consecutive wins have proved the strength, and there is no problem in the last one!"

After a burst of praise, elder martial brother Ge was in a great mood. He looked around him arrogantly. No one dared to challenge him at the moment.

"Next!" The voice of the Deacon's urging sounded, and the people were still hesitant.

However, this situation did not last long. A moment later, an inner disciple stepped out of the crowd and came to the challenge arena.

The light blue military robe wrapped around his figure made his already slender figure look thinner. His performance was also very low-key, and he hung his head from the beginning to the end. He even didn't look at elder martial brother Ge in the arena.

People can't help but feel that this person seems to be lack of confidence, there is no momentum to win.

"Who is this? Why haven't I seen it?"

"His clothes should be promoted by tianxufeng. Strange, I haven't noticed it before!"

For a moment, some of them began to stare at him.

In their impression, they don't seem to remember such a number one figure.

Not only the outer disciples were puzzled, but also many of the inner disciples were at a loss, because they were not familiar with this person. I'm afraid they would not have known that there was such a person in the sect if it wasn't for the martial arts meeting!

"Strange! Although there are many inner disciples, there are almost no people I don't know. But where did this guy come from? Why didn't I seem to have seen it? "

"Why? I don't know this man. Who is he? "

"What's your name, younger martial brother?"

Some people couldn't help asking, but the man didn't seem to hear it. There was no response at all!

The Deacon disciple in front of the challenge arena frowned slightly: "Challenger, come on stage, report your name!"

The disciple in the light blue robe nodded and walked forward: "inner door, Pang Ning!"

"Bonning?" The Deacon's disciple was slightly stunned at the smell of speech, and then seemed to think of something. Turning over with his right hand, he took out a pamphlet and quickly looked at it. But after only turning it over, he saw the name in the corner at the bottom left of the second page.

"Why? I was promoted to the inner door five years ago. It's strange! "The Deacon said subconsciously, putting away the pamphlet and looking at Pang Ning suspiciously.

It is said that a disciple who has been promoted to the inner door for five years should have been well known by the public. Why is he so strange and mysterious?

However, he didn't think much about it. As long as there was this person on the list, he would be right.

The Deacon's disciple suppressed the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart, waved and said, "come on stage!"

Pang Ning nodded lightly, and fell on the challenge arena with his head still drooping. His long hair, which had not been tied up, almost covered half of his face, making people unable to see his true appearance.

"This ponning, it's interesting!" Jiang Tian smiles leisurely, his eyes sweep slightly on Pang Ning's body, and his eyes light up slightly.

"Tianxufeng's promoted disciple, have you heard of this man, younger martial brother Jiang?" Qi Yurou frowned and asked, curious about the mysterious Pang Ning.

"No, I've been a beginner for less than a year, and I've been practicing most of my time. Even the existing disciples of Tianxu can't recognize it completely." Jiang Tian shook his head and laughed at himself.

In the challenge arena, elder martial brother GE's eyes flashed, and he was provoked into silence by his mysterious behavior.

"Ge Tiebing, the inner gate, dare you ask which elder this fellow disciple follows?"

Penning did not answer, but his feet differed. He bowed his head and said, "let's go!"

"Well?" Ge Tiebing's face was slightly heavy and a little angry.

The other side is just mystifying, and even rude to respond to his inquiry, it is a bit ungrateful.

He slowly exhaled a sullen breath, his eyes were slightly cold, and his look became extremely proud.

"Ge has won nine games in a row. If you defeat you, you will be promoted. If you have no eyes, please forgive me for offending me."

Ge Tiebing's green robe shakes, and his thoughts are gone. His breath rises suddenly, and his hands are clapped out with a cold hum.

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