Long Yu moved!
With a punch thrown out, before the disciple of Xue Nan Sect could react, he "flyed" along the same trajectory as his junior brother back to where the disciples of Xue Nan Sect gathered.
Yang Dong nodded silently. He never thought that there would be such a big gap between the Long Yu he heard about and the Long Yu he saw today.
"I'm fighting here today. Do any of you have any objections to me holding a sword or occupying the Seventh Peak?" Long Yu turned sideways and looked in the direction of the Xuenan Sect where Yang Hui was.
The disciples of Xue Nan Sect couldn't help but frown. They felt that this seemed to be Long Yu's provocation, but they were not sure whether this was a test.
They held their magic weapons tightly and resisted the urge to rush forward and fight Long Yu.
Long Yu's eyes swept over the faces of the Xue Nan Sect disciples. In the eyes of the Xue Nan Sect disciples: Long Yu had a cold smile on his lips, obviously he didn't take them seriously. At this moment, the disciples of Xue Nan Sect could no longer bear it.
They all jumped up and rushed towards Long Yu. Their eyes were full of anger and determination, as if they were pouring all their power into him. Long Yu's eyes also became wary, and he did not expect such a big reaction from these Xue Nan Sect disciples.
Seeing this scene, Yang Hui wanted to stand up, "What's the matter? The disciples are arguing. What does Master Yang want to do?" Wu Lei asked at the side, taking a sip of Yuling tea, "Is it possible that the cultivator of the Transformation of God wants to marry a human being?" Do you want to compete with disciples?"
Yang Hui snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Long Yu and sent a message to a disciple of Xue Nan Sect: "Yue Yafei, teach him how to speak."
After hearing the message from the leader, a man with a strong build and nearly nine feet tall walked from the Xue Nan Sect disciples to the ring where Long Yu was. Before he took a step, the nearby disciples would think, "It's Senior Brother Yue!" The disciples of the Xue Nan Sect were all stunned. When they looked at the disciples of the Xue Han Sect, "That disciple of yours is dead!"
"Is there no one left in your Xuenan Sect? Don't you feel shameless to let a disciple in blue come to fight our disciple in gray?" When several female disciples of Xuehan Sect saw Yue Yafei in blue robes, they couldn't help but feel sorry for Long Yu I sweat a lot.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, the colors of the Taoist robes indicate the realm.
"Haha, you were the one who provoked me first, just wait and collect his body." When the disciples of Xue Nan Sect saw that it was Yue Yafei, they immediately became energetic.
Yue Yafei is one of the top ten physical practitioners among the foundation-building disciples of the Xuenan Sect. He is ferocious and has vicious methods. He has a certain destiny among the foundation-building disciples of the two sects.
The Xuehan Sect disciples' expressions of ridicule turned into worry. For a moment, they actually wanted to let Long Yu win.
Yue Yafei walked onto the ring and said in the same tone: "I'll give you a chance." But he burst out laughing again.
Just as Long Yu was about to turn around, Yue Yafei punched him!
"Shameless! Did you agree that Long Yu would take action first?" Several Xuehan Sect disciples were furious.
Yang Dong was also looking here attentively at this time, and this obvious action naturally attracted the attention of thousands of monks present, who all looked towards Long Yu.
The evil smile on Yue Yafei's face gradually solidified, and instantly turned into fear.
The Xue Nan Sect disciples who were about to celebrate their victory were also stunned.
The whole place fell silent again.
Because they saw that Long Yu, who was a little taller in height, grasped the oncoming punch with his right hand.
"Sorry..." Long Yu raised his right foot with the same movement...
Everyone stopped breathing when they saw Long Yu's action. It was such a familiar action...
Yue Yafei suddenly felt bad and wanted to break free, but then he realized that the strength of the young man in front of him was not as weak as it seemed.
"Touch!" Another kick hit Yue Yafei's dantian, but Long Yu's right hand didn't let go at all.
This scene couldn't help but make the viewers break out in cold sweat. All the muscles in Yue Yafei's body seemed to tremble. He only felt a violent feeling spreading from his dantian to various parts, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"I said," Long Yu released his right hand, Yue Yafei's body shook back and forth, and the whole arena seemed to be shaking, "You have a chance." After saying that, he raised his left fist, and Yue Yafei just wanted to protect himself when he saw this.
"Touch!" Before Yue Yafei could raise his hand, Long Yu had already dodged in front of Yue Yafei, and his left fist had already hit his chest.
"What speed is this?" The disciples in the audience didn't even react. No one among them could clearly see the trajectory of Long Yu's punch.
It was so bizarre that there was no one there.
"This... this is at least the body practice of sacrificing bones!" An elder above exclaimed, and what followed was Yue Yafei "flying" back along the trajectory of the two of them.
For a moment, not only Yang Hui was silent, but Yang Dong was also silent.
The short elder Luo Gao has always been a strict mentor in the eyes of everyone. He has extremely high demands on his disciples and is good at punishing them with severe means. However, today he had to face the fact that his most annoying disciple, Long Yu, had grown to be among the best in the foundation building stage.
Luo Gao squinted his eyes and looked at Long Yu, his heart full of confusion and surprise. This young man had always made him feel irritated. His arrogant and unwilling attitude had made Luo Gao extremely annoyed with him. However, now, this young man is no longer the lazy disciple, and his growth rate surprised even himself.
"My old eyes are dim and I saw the wrong person..." Luo Gao whispered to himself. His heart was full of doubts, which came from his completely changed view of Long Yu. He originally thought that this young man had no great talent, but only relied on his family background and talent to stay in this sect. However, it now seems that he clearly underestimated this young man.
Luo Gao had mixed feelings in his heart. He was both surprised and ashamed. He was surprised by Long Yu's growth rate, and at the same time felt ashamed of his past prejudices. He realized that he might have caused harm to Long Yu, which came from both his suppression of Long Yu and his neglect of Long Yu.
He decided that he would apologize to Long Yu and also re-examine his attitude towards his disciples.
He must admit that at the same time during the foundation building period, this young man had surpassed him and became the leader of his age. But he, as an elder, ignored this because of his own prejudice. This is his failure and his lesson.
The short elder Luo Gao just stood there, looking at Long Yu quietly, his heart filled with deep thoughts and reflections. He knew that he had misjudged the person, and this mistake was something he needed to correct.
Under the ancient Lingbing Stone Arena, there were crowds of people of all kinds. They were talking incessantly, and the noise was like a buzzing beehive.
Most of these disciples usually have a look of disdain on their faces when they see Long Yu. They are proud of the mountain to which they belong, and they make no secret of those disciples like Long Yu who they regard as weak. Their scorn and ridicule.
Today, however, their attitude has changed. At the end of their sight, a figure stood on the ring. That was the disciple they usually laughed at, Long Yu. He was wearing a gray coarse preaching robe and his hair was messy, like the last straw in the wilderness. However, at this moment, he was staring ahead with a firm look that they could not understand.
In the eyes of many disciples:
In the first round, Long Yu's opponent was a cunning strategist who was good at conspiracy.
However, Long Yu is like a mirror, no matter what strategy his opponent uses, he can easily see through it. His countermeasures were violent but effective. With fearless courage and tenacity, he approached the opponent's defense line step by step, overwhelming the opponent with absolute strength in an instant.
In the second round, Long Yu faced off against the elite disciples of the sect. His opponent, although not as large and muscular, looked extremely powerful.
However, Long Yu didn't have the slightest fear. His figure was agile, like a fish swimming in the water, and he cleverly avoided the opponent's attack. Then, in an unexpected attack, he accurately hit his opponent's weak point and won the victory.
In the third round, he faced an already famous disciple with many years of actual combat experience. In the eyes of most disciples of the Xuehan Sect, the opponent, as an old disciple, had rich experience and fierce attacks. His ruthless iron fist struck Long Yu like thunder. However, Long Yu was not intimidated by his offensive, and he did not float away as easily as a fallen leaf like before. Instead, he used thunderous means to successfully hit in a counterattack. His body did not jump up like a spring, but poured out his power on his opponent in the most unpretentious way.
Three battles and three victories, this is unbelievable in the eyes of everyone. The disciples who usually laughed at him had their mouths wide open at this moment, their faces full of surprise and awe.
They realized that this disciple Long Yu, who they usually despised, had tenacity and courage that they did not have, and had wisdom and strength that they ignored.
In the hearts of the disciples under the ring, Long Yu's image has undergone earth-shaking changes. Instead of seeing him as a weakling or a laughing stock, they began to respect him and even regard him as a role model.
Thinking of what Long Yu was like before, they seemed to have begun to understand that true strength does not depend on the status of the sect or the evaluation of others, but on a person's own efforts and tenacity.
In this ever-changing arena, Long Yu proved his worth with his unique actions.
The disciples under the ring also saw their own shortcomings and potential from his experience. This scene teaches them a profound truth: everyone has the potential to be a hero at some point, and you can't judge a person just by their appearance.
But in the eyes of the disciples who usually bullied the weaker ones: at this time, Long Yu was no longer the disciple they laughed at and teased. He became so strong, so determined, so confident. In their eyes, he became a real hero. Their awe and respect for him not only come from his victory in the ring, but also from his indomitable spirit in the face of difficulties and challenges.
"My sword and I are here, but can your Xuenan Sect let me pull out my sword?"
