Chapter 622: Mallet

"That's not right, Senior Sister Murong, now that Junior Brother Huang Liang is at the Eighth Level of Qi Refining." A disciple of the Divine Elephant Sect questioned.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't worry, the story is not over yet." The senior sister from Tianxiang Valley smiled: "During that inner sect competition, Junior Brother Huang Liang displayed his sword intent, which caused a sensation in the entire Qingwei Sect, and was eliminated by Qingwei." Dongfang Tianya, the Supreme Elder of Weimen, took a fancy to him and accepted him as his personal disciple.

Dongfang Tianya is a well-known master of swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is unfathomable, it is said that he has reached the level of sword heart.

Afterwards, Junior Brother Huang was personally trained by Senior Dongfang for more than a month. His cultivation has not only reached the eighth level of Qi refining, but his swordsmanship has also improved by leaps and bounds. As a result, he became an amazing one in today's ring, defeating the Neptune faction in a row. The top three in the inner gate forced Xiong Wudi not to fight! "

"It's unbelievable! Junior Brother Huang has possessed such strength in just half a year, that talent is truly terrifying!" Bai Songming from the Divine Elephant Sect exclaimed.

"That's right, when Junior Brother Huang arrives later, I must ask him how to cultivate!" Another empress from Tianxiang Valley laughed lightly.

Suddenly, Bai Songming said with a dignified expression: "Junior Brother Huang is only at the eighth level of qi refining now, and his strength is so strong. When he reaches the ninth level of qi refining, his strength will probably rise a level. I don't know if he can break through the qi refining." Defeat the myth of the master and resist the master."

Murong Xi from Tianxiang Valley thought for a while: "It may not be impossible. I watched the ring battle this morning with my own eyes. Junior Brother Huang's soul assassination was so unpredictable. It made Ouyang Cheng lose his combat strength, if he used his full strength, it might really hurt the Grandmaster!"

"It may not be that he is exaggerating and wants to elevate himself!"

Seeing that everyone admired Huang Liang so much, Wu Lang finally couldn't bear it anymore and sarcastically said.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the box suddenly stagnated.

Immediately, Shentu Wan'er looked at him with dissatisfaction and said, "Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Huang is definitely not the kind of person who exaggerates, I believe him!"

Hearing that Shen Tu Wan'er defended an outsider without caring about his senior brother's face, Wu Lang felt even more uncomfortable, so he sneered and said, "It's not like he can say whatever he wants."

"Senior Brother Wu, you are not allowed to slander Senior Brother Huang." Shen Tu Wan'er frowned slightly, but she was a little angry in her heart.

"Okay, there's no need to argue about this matter, why don't we wait for Junior Brother Huang to come, and we'll find out if we ask ourselves!" Murong Xi smiled.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the box.

Everyone's expressions were terrified, knowing that Meng Tianyu probably invited Huang Liang and others.

On the other hand, Shentu Wan'er grasped the corner of her clothes nervously, staring at the door of the box with her wonderful eyes.

next moment.

The box door was pushed open.

"Senior Brother Huang, Senior Brother Yin, Senior Sister Gu Xie, please come in."

Four people came in one after another, it was Song Yan and the other four.

As the so-called shadow of a famous tree, after Murongxi's science popularization, except for Wu Lang, everyone present did not dare to underestimate Song Yan, and stood up one after another, but Wu Lang did not stand up, which was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this, Song Yan showed a gentle smile on his face, clasped his fists to everyone and said, "Huang Liang has seen all the senior brothers and sisters, and my younger brother is late, so please don't blame me!"

"Yin Zhengyang met all the brothers and sisters in Xiaqing Weimen."

"Gu Xie Huayu has seen you all."

Seeing that Song Yan and the others were so polite, this group of young disciples became extremely enthusiastic, except of course Wu Lang.

"Junior Brother Huang, Brother Yin, and Junior Sister Gu Xie, hello, I am Murong Xi from Tianxiang Valley."

"Hello, Senior Sister Murong."

"I'm Bai Songming from the Divine Elephant Gate...!"

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After a brief introduction, the two sides became a little more familiar with each other.

When she was seated, Shentu Wan'er took the initiative to invite Song Yan: "Senior Brother Huang, please sit beside me, I have some questions to ask you."

"it is good."

Song Yan nodded with a smile, and came to sit next to Shentu Wan'er, only to find that the little girl with the ninth level of Qi Refining seemed nervous but excited, and her eyes were faintly hot, as if seeing a fan who loves a celebrity so-so.

"Senior Brother Yin, I still have a seat here, why not come to my side." Murong Xi also extended an invitation to Yin Zhengyang.

"OK!"

Yin Zhengyang walked over gracefully.

"Junior sister Gu Xie, if you don't mind, why not sit here." Bai Songming also extended an invitation to Gu Xie Huayu.

"no need!"

Gu Xie Huayu responded lightly, and went straight to Song Yan and sat down.

Bai Songming was taken aback for a moment, then laughed at himself: "It seems that I'm not attractive enough!"

Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter.

Everyone is young, and with equal status to each other, the wine table quickly became lively.

There was only one person who seemed to be out of tune with the crowd and kept drinking, especially when he saw Shentu Wan'er kept talking intimately with Song Yan, his eyes seemed to spit fire.

"Junior Brother Huang, I heard that your Soul Assassination is very powerful, and Ouyang Cheng has no power to resist with just one level of skill. I wonder if I can learn a thing or two!"

Wu Lang stood up suddenly, staring at Song Yan coldly, his tone full of provocation.

"I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously!" Song Yan said with a smile.

As soon as he entered the box, he found that the person looked at him not very friendly.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Wu Lang couldn't help being overjoyed, and couldn't help raising his voice a bit, and said triumphantly, "Hey, you really are a bully!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and quite a few people even secretly scolded Wu Lang for being stupid. Those were humble words from other people's families, but you actually said those words seriously, you are nothing short of a stick.

"boom!"

"How did you talk!"

Song Yan hadn't spoken yet, but Yin Zhengyang couldn't help but stand up, staring at Wu Lang with rather unfriendly eyes.

"What? Am I wrong? He admitted it himself!" Wu Lang argued with a sneer.

"I haven't asked this senior brother what to call him yet?" Song Yan also stood up slowly, smiling at Wu Lang.

"My name is Wu Lang, a disciple of Sword Pavilion!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Wu. It's a pleasure to meet you. Did we know each other before?"

"do not know!"

"Then do we have any grudges?"

Wu Lang hesitated and said, "No!"

Song Yan's complexion suddenly sank: "Since we didn't know each other before and had no enmity, why did Brother Wu do this? Is it because I'm so handsome that you can't help but feel jealous?"

"Nonsense, who would be jealous of you!" Wu Lang said with his face flushed.

"Since Brother Wu is not jealous of me, it seems that this is a misunderstanding. How about we drink this glass to the brim?" Song Yan raised his glass and smiled again.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but applaud Song Yan for a while, this adaptability is too strong.

"You can drink wine, but I want to challenge you!"

Suddenly, Wu Lang's eyes burst out with a fierce fighting intent.

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt that Wu Lang was a little over his own strength. You, a person who hasn't even cultivated your mind, actually wanted to challenge Junior Brother Huang.