Continue along the passage and arrive at a vast martial arts field. Long Qingchen estimated the location and should have reached the abdomen of the Black Hawk's corpse.

I saw that there were five or six hundred disciples in the martial arts field.

Or gather together in groups of three or five to exchange martial arts experience.

Or try to compete in pairs to enhance combat experience.

Or form a team to fight and strengthen cooperation.

More of them practice martial arts alone.

It can be seen that the cultivation atmosphere of the young generation of the Black Eagle Sect is very strong.

Moreover, the disciples of the Black Eagle Sect are stronger than those of the Lingwu Academy.

It’s relieved to think about it. After all, Lingwu Academy is a secondary college and its disciples are young. However, the disciples of the Black Eagle Sect are slightly older, which is equivalent to those of the higher academy.

Long Qingchen couldn't help but ask, "How many are you ranked among the disciples of the Black Eagle Sect?"

Nangong Wan'er thought for a moment, "According to the assessment results of the young generation of Black Hawk Cult last year, I ranked fifth."

"Are there four disciples who are stronger than you?"

Long Qingchen was a little surprised. You should know that Nangong Wan'er's cultivation level has reached the fifth level of the Battle Martial Arts Realm, and she is already very strong. Among the disciples of Lingwu Academy, she is definitely the best. None of the five Yuwen Ruiqi is her opponent. Unexpectedly, she is only ranked fifth among the disciples of the Black Eagle Sect.

A hint of respect appeared in Nangong Wan'er's beautiful eyes, "Yes, the four senior brothers who are better than me are all young geniuses in the top 100 people."

Long Qingchen has heard of the Human List. The Human List is the martial arts list of the young generations in the East Region. All the young generation practitioners in the East Region are proud to be on the Human List.

This touched him a little. With Nangong Wan'er's fifth-level martial arts level in the war, she couldn't even enter the top 100 people's list. Those monster geniuses in the top few people's list will inevitably be extremely powerful, and the gap between him and those monster geniuses is still quite large.

Noting that Nangong Wan'er, a handsome young man who was practicing martial arts in the martial arts field stopped suddenly, walked over with a smile, "Junior Sister Wan'er, has the task assigned to you by the White-Scale Eagle King completed?"

Nangong Wan'er nodded slightly, "It's done."

The handsome young man smiled and said, "During the time when my junior sister is away, I can't find a suitable opponent even if I practice martial arts. The other junior sisters are too weak and not suitable. The junior sister is coming back just in time. Please practice with me for a while?"

"One other day, I have something to do now."

Nangong Wan'er glanced at Long Qingchen next to her, "Senior Brother Wei Changqing can find three other senior brothers as opponents, but I don't have to ask me as opponents."

"Isn't the junior sister idle now?" The handsome young man was slightly stunned. Long Qingchen next to Nangong Wan'er was regarded as air by him, as if it did not exist. It was not until now that he caught his attention and frowned, "Who is he? Is it more important to accompany him for a walk than to practice martial arts with me?"

Before Nangong Wan'er could answer, Long Qingchen suddenly hugged her slender waist and showed a very arrogant look. "I will introduce myself. I am the new saint of the Black Eagle Sect, the future inheritor of the leader, and the husband of Wan'er. It is of course more important than accompanying you to practice martial arts. Who are you?"

Long Qingchen understood that the Black Eagle Cult wants to use his identity as the Dragon Clan, so there is no need to be polite to the Black Eagle Cult. It would be better to test it out and see how much Black Eagle Cult can tolerate him.

He deliberately spoke loudly, and the disciples heard it and stared at them.

"Son of the Holy Son?"

"The location of the Holy Son of our Black Hawk Sect has been empty. Why don't we know when we have chosen the Holy Son?"

"Since the founding of the Black Eagle Sect, the position of the Holy Son has always been selected from among the disciples. He is not a disciple of our Black Eagle Sect at all, so why can he become the Holy Son?"...

The disciples were in an uproar and talked a lot.

Staring at the young man's hand on Nangong Wan'er's waist, the handsome young man's eyes shrank violently, and he felt endless anger, as if he wanted to cut it down with a sword, he roared, "Impossible, how could you be the Holy Son!"

Nangong Wan'er's body trembled slightly, as if she was a little uncomfortable with Long Qingchen's intimate behavior, but she did not struggle and let him hug her, which was a pity. From Nangong Wan'er's reaction, anyone with a discerning eye could see that 99% of it was true, otherwise, Nangong Wan'er would not let him take advantage.

Long Qingchen flipped his hand, and the Holy Son Token appeared in his palm and raised it high for all the disciples present to see it.

The entire martial arts field was silent for a moment.

Long Qingchen feels like he is holding a gold medal in his hand.

Click!...

The handsome young man clenched his fists tightly, his bones roared, and he was extremely angry, "I want to ask the leader why he was the Holy Son!"

"The status of the Holy Son is second only to the elders, and has great power. He can mobilize part of the Black Eagle Sect, give priority to cultivation resources, become the future leader, and marry Senior Sister Wan'er. We don't have to think about it. Without this strength, the top four senior brothers are different. They have the ability to compete for the position of the Holy Son, but now, they are not even qualified to compete."

"Senior Brother Wei Changqing is one of the top four disciples. Suddenly, a person appeared from somewhere and occupied the position of the Holy Son, so he was naturally unwilling to give up."

"If it were anyone, you wouldn't be willing to do it. If you had the strength to compete for the position of the Holy Son and suddenly became occupied by others inexplicably, would you be willing?"...

The disciples shook their heads and sighed, but they didn't know whether they were feeling sorry for themselves or for Wei Changqing.

Nangong Wan'er hurriedly said, "Let him become the saint son, this is the decision of the leader and the four eagle kings, and no one can change it. Brother Wei Changqing, if you rashly question the leader, you will only anger the leader."

After hearing what she said, Wei Changqing calmed down and stared at Long Qingchen with cold eyes, "I want to challenge you to see if you are qualified to be a Holy Son!"

Long Qingchen floated unconcealed contempt, "Sorry, I'm not interested in accepting the challenge."

Wei Changqing said angrily, "Don't you dare?"

Long Qingchen looked proud, "I am the saint son, and you are just an ordinary disciple. To put it bluntly, I have shoes to wear, and you are still barefoot. If I accept your challenge, it is equivalent to self-destruction. If I lose, I will definitely be embarrassed. If I win, it will not be glorious, so there is no need for this."

Wei Changqing's face turned pale, his whole body was trembling, and he was furious. He took a few steps forward and approached with a majestic momentum. "You have to accept it, and you have to accept it if you don't accept it, and you have to accept it."

"Someone intends to assassinate this saint and protect the emperor!"

Long Qingchen shouted to a patrol guard, "Catch him up, throw him into the prison, torture him, and ask him who the main messenger behind him is!"

Protect the car?

Nangong Wan'er was dazed and shameless.

The disciples are also stunned. This holy son is simply a... "best".
Chapter completed!