One sword, another sword, the field was quiet, and only the shouts came from other places.

"How did it do it? What kind of footwork is this?"

"He is only in the Dan Killing Stage, how could he shuttle through the thunder and rain forest?"

"Not only need to have enough speed, but also enough reaction... Is he really just the Dan-Cultivation Stage?"

No one could be sure. Until this time, Chen Xuejian used the vital energy puppet to cover up his breath, making people feel that it was not in the Qi Refining Period.

With his sword closed and returned to the sheath, Chen Xuejian slowly walked down the arena. Although the Northern Lights helped a lot in this battle, his own combat experience was greatly improved.

The opponent's fighting style is actually the way he once thought of as a cultivator. The gorgeous moves, powerful attacks, and noisy momentum. Only in this way can one be the Dharma and an immortal.

But the final result was that he told him that the process was meaningless, and only the result was the key to everything. With endless tired efforts, what he got may not be what he wanted.

Plan and move, hit it with one blow, this is the correct way to fight.

The first day of the battle ended, and everyone went back to rest.

Chen Xuejian, who was sitting in the room meditating and regulating breathing, could hear the noise outside the yard that was different from the past. Many people came to see it, poking their heads outside and talking a lot.

One is at the end of the crane, one is a non-staff disciple, and a guy who was in the Qi Refining Period a year ago, today he is in the limelight. All kinds of gossip can easily arouse others' interest.

If it were in the past, Chen Xuejian might have been complacent and complacent, but now he feels that all this is like a stroke in the forest and a bright moonlight. It can be seen, but it is meaningless to him.

What he wants is not the recognition of these people, but the recognition of the Northern King.

There was a burst of rapid footsteps, and someone came over and immediately pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing the visitor clearly, Chen Xuejian stood up and saluted: "Students have met the chief teacher."

The one who came was Xie Feihong. Today, he frowned slightly, as if something was not going well.

"No need to be polite!" Xie Feihong waved his hand and asked again: "Who are you? Why do you deliberately hide your strength?"

Chen Xuejian sighed lightly: "The student is just a mountain citizen. He luckily got some practice methods, that's all. The student did not deliberately hide his strength. When he entered the school, he was really just a person who had just learned to practice during the Qi refining period."

"In a year, from the Qi Refining Stage to the Dan-Cultivation Stage?" Xie Feihong said: "Even a nine-point talent in A-level talent, you dare not say that you can do it. You are only Ding's three-point talent..."

"It's C's four points!" Chen Xuejian corrected: "The student has good luck and has obtained a core potion, and his talent has increased by one point."

"Ningji Dan!"

Xie Feihong was slightly surprised. He would not easily believe that it was just good luck.

"I know what the head teacher thinks!"

Chen Xuejian sighed lightly: "My achievements today are impressive, especially for the disciples of Qingningyuan. If Xia Anjun, Tang Jiaheng, or Lu Qin do these things today, the head teacher will feel that his face will increase greatly, and Qingningyuan will be proud and happy."

"But it was me who did this, a non-staff disciple, a four-point talent like Ding and others in the eyes of everyone. The head teacher felt that it was inappropriate. He thought that my origin was unknown, his identity was suspicious, and he felt that I... was not worthy... yes?"

"No...no!"

Xie Feihong didn't expect the other party to question him so calmly. He was surprised and stuttered a few words. It was not because of suddenly, but because he found that the other party had indeed hit his mind.

Chen Xuejian shook his head: "Chief teacher, my identity is not suspicious, and I have no evil intentions towards Qinglan College. I even said that I am grateful to Qinglan College. I gave me a chance to survive when I almost starved to death."

"No one wants to be a three-point talent for Ding and others, and no one wants to live a humble life, but some things cannot be decided by themselves."

"What a person like me can do is to fight for and have it if he gets the opportunity. I just want to ask for the current situation. Is this wrong?"

Chen Xuejian said expressionlessly, his heart was ups and downs, and even he himself couldn't tell whether these words were explaining to Xie Feihong or whether he wanted to say them to the King of North.

"Not it!"

Xie Feihong's face eased a lot. He suddenly felt that it seemed really inappropriate to go to the Boston Army to question, but he had to ignore some things. He asked again: "Qing Ningyuan has never taught you the methods you showed on stage today."

"But someone else taught me!"

Chen Xuejian said: "I said that I once followed an old senior to practice alchemy in the mountains. He also spent some exercises on me, bacon and nourishing the essence, making my physical foundation somewhat different from that of ordinary people."

"It's like the nanmu bamboo in the mountain, which doesn't grow for ten years. Once it breaks out of the ground, it can grow to more than ten meters high in a short time. The same is true for me. Even if I only have four points of talent like C, I will grow rapidly before reaching the limit within my ability."

"If the head teacher needs to ask the bottom line, it is not the time. The students can only agree and give the head teacher an explanation after the martial arts competition."

When he decided to step onto the ring, he had already thought of various consequences, including the questioning in front of him.

But he no longer cared. He wanted to fight for what he wanted and the sunshine that fate gave him.

In fact, it is meaningless to explain many things. As long as you can find a way to get recognized by the King of Bei after the matter is finished, you will be expelled from Qinglan Academy at most. That's all.

Hearing Chen Xuejian's promise, Xie Feihong sighed and nodded: "Okay, you can compete with peace of mind. If you have any requirements, please tell Xu Muqing. No matter what, you represent Qingningyuan this time, so you are very good!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After a night, Yan Qianning still did not appear.

The morning light was dawn and the sun breaking through the clouds made Chen Xuejian feel a little nervous and depressed.

The competition on the second day was as usual. Because of the first day, the audience in the arena where Chen Xuejian was located was several times more than the previous day, and it was noisy and lively.

In the fifth and sixth rounds, although the opponents are stronger than the first day, they are not much stronger. With the help of the Northern Lights, Chen Xuejian can easily find their flaws.

It is as motionless as a mountain, and it is as invaded as fire, and it hits with one blow.

No one survived the second move, and they were all defeated by Chen Xuejian with one sword and swept the floor and appeared.

This kind of fighting style is extremely appreciative, and more and more people are watching, and even fans are beginning to show up, waving flags and shouting for him.

After the second day's competition, Chen Xuejian has become famous, and some even call him "Chen Yijian".

The third day, the seventh round.

This is already the last quarterfinals, and there are no weak opponents at this stage.

Chen Xuejian is the same, and his enemies are narrow in the road.
Chapter completed!