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Chapter 221 a little unhappy

Situ Wei’s plan was perfect, but she ignored one thing, that is, Zhang Mingyang also practiced the thunder method.

She didn't know that Zhang Mingyang's attainment in thunder magic could completely crush her.

So her thunder and lightning technique fell on Zhang Mingyang and had no effect at all.

So her water dragon entangled could not trap Zhang Mingyang at all, or it did not entangle Zhang Mingyang at all. What Situ Wei saw was just a phantom.

The real Zhang Mingyang was so fast that there was only a afterimage left. Then he appeared in front of Situ Wei, and the tragic Situ Wei flew out again.

Ah! Situ Wei screamed, half painful and half scared.

She clearly saw Zhang Mingyang being hit by her thunder and lightning technique and then trapped by the water dragon. How did he run to him? Could it be that he cheated and used another thought of the Thousand Mile Art?

Situ Wei's suspicion is not unreasonable. It was too fast, and she could not tell at all what was going on.

"You're cheating!"

Regardless of whether there is or not, just put the hat over and talk about it.

Zhang Mingyang stretched out his hand, and the thunder and lightning force jumped on his hand, and sneered: "Do you think your thunder and lightning technique can work on me?"

Situ Wei was stunned. She actually forgot about this.

When Wei Ningjiang stopped the Titan giant and asked Wei Wuwei and the others to leave first, Zhang Mingyang used a thunder and lightning technique and directly threw a big pit on the ground.

The other person's thunder and lightning technique is much more powerful than his, and his attainments in thunder and magic are much more intelligent than himself.

His own thunder and lightning technique fell on others, and he could not even make itchy.

Situ Wei was almost desperate.

If the Titan Giant was because of her strong body, she was unable to start and had no power to resist.

Then there are too many people who can crush her on Zhang Mingyang, including speed, strength, and law attainments, and she was completely crushed.

The same level of cultivation, but the combat power is very different.

This has a great blow to Situ Wei.

She lay on the ground, her eyes were dull.

Zhang Mingyang felt something was wrong. Why did this girl suddenly become so quiet? "What's wrong with you?

Is there anything I can't think about it?"

"Do you think I'm a waste?"

Situ Wei suddenly spoke.

Zhang Mingyang was silent for a while before saying, "You have good talent, but unfortunately you are born in a remote little fairy city.

But have you never thought about joining those immortal sects?

Although your Situ family is also considered a family of immortal cultivation, it is too small after all."

Situ Wei shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I haven't thought about it like this, but will I really develop more if I join those immortal sects?

In the Situ family, I am a direct child, and the talent in the family is the best, so the resources will be tilted towards us."

"But after going to those great immortals, is it really okay with my qualifications?

And I know that those great immortal sects and new disciples need to be external disciples for two years to get started.

Unless he has a very good talent, he will be directly accepted into his inner disciples in an extraordinary way."

"Are you afraid that you will be a outer disciple for two years and will be delayed?"

Zhang Mingyang asked.

Situ Wei shook her head and said, "If you only have been an outer disciple for two years, that's nothing, but after entering the inner sect, you still have to start from the bottom.

With the same cultivation and the same qualifications, why should I be better than others?"

Zhang Mingyang was silent. He had never thought about this problem, because he had never encountered such a thing in his past and present lives.

However, after Situ Wei said this, he thought about it and it was indeed the case.

If it weren't for the top talent, why would those great immortals promote them?

The Great Immortal Sect is not short of geniuses. Situ Wei’s concerns are not unreasonable. She went to the Great Immortal Sect without any interpersonal relationships and was given the same resources as other ordinary disciples. When will she succeed?

While she stayed in the family, although her martial arts and immortal techniques might be worse, it seemed that she was not much different.

After all, ordinary disciples of the Great Immortal Sect are not the best skills to practice.

Unless the talent and qualifications are against the will of heaven, it is absolutely impossible for the sect to cultivate vigorously. All resources, except for those fixed every month, can only be achieved by yourself.

And doing sect tasks is the best way.

Well, Zhang Mingyang doesn’t know what to do, maybe Situ Wei’s idea is right.

"Do you want to join the Titan Sect because I am a core disciple of the Titan Sect?"

Zhang Mingyang asked.

Situ Wei nodded and said, "That's right, because you are the core disciple of the Titan Sect. If I join the Titan Sect, at least because of your relationship, no one will bully me."

"That may disappoint you. I am not a core disciple of the Titan Sect at all."

Zhang Mingyang said.

“How is that possible?

Oh, I understand, are you the inheritance of the Titan Sect?”

Situ Wei's expression of admiration became even stronger.

She actually knew the inherited saint of a large immortal sect.

That's right, I'm afraid that only the inherited holy son of the Great Immortal Sect has such magical powers. Even Wei Ningjiang in the Heavenly Immortal Realm cannot resist the power of his Titan giant's punch.

Only the inherited Holy Son of the Great Immortal Sect can match his identity.

Zhang Mingyang smiled bitterly and did not immediately answer Situ Wei's words, because he didn't know whether he should tell her the truth.

After all, he has not fully trusted Situ Wei yet.

"The legendary saint of the Immortal Sect, I can't believe that I actually knew a saint of the inheritance of a large sect."

Situ Wei has fallen into self-satisfaction.

"Does the identity of a saint son in the Great Immortal Sect make you so excited?"

Zhang Mingyang was a little unhappy.

Situ Wei's self-examination came to an abrupt end. Seeing Zhang Mingyang getting angry, she didn't know where she was upset by him.

Is it because I have missed the original and sought the end?

In fact, he prefers that people like him, not his identity?

"Of course not. I am so excited because this Holy Son of the Great Immortal Sect inheritance is you."

Situ Wei's mind was very fast. Seeing Zhang Mingyang angry, she quickly came back.

Sure enough, Zhang Mingyang's face looked much better.

Situ Wei breathed a sigh of relief. This guy is really narcissistic! Your strength is very awesome, but with the blessing of the Holy Son of the Great Immortal Sect, isn’t it even more awesome?

Zhang Mingyang said: "Stay a break, the mud cannot support the wall."

After throwing this sentence, Zhang Mingyang was stunned.

Situ Wei held her breath in her heart and almost vented her anger. She actually said that I was a muddy and was blind. Have you ever seen such a beautiful muddy?

After leaving Situ Wei's sight, Zhang Mingyang inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even know why he cared about Situ Wei's view of the identity of the core disciple of the Titan Sect.

He is not a core disciple of the Titan Sect, and he doesn't care about such an identity, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to run away from Dai Lao.

Otherwise, with his ability, no matter what kind of sect he is in, he can gain a high status.

But when Situ Wei focused all his attention on his guessed identity, he became a little unhappy.

"I began to care about her opinion of me. This is a dangerous sign. It seems that I have to go out early and continue to stay here. Something must happen."
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