Chapter 181: I disagree

Song Hua Chao looked at Chu Yan, and just saw Chu Yan talking with the deacon.
"Well, that's true." In the face of these deacon's fiery or questioning eyes, Chu Yan's eyes were clear.
Surrounded by so many deacons who rushed out, Chu Yan had expected it, so at this moment he didn't panic.
"Before this ceremony of the 100 apprentices, I did have a little accident, which caused the meridian to be broken." Chu said honestly, "But I did not give up, and insisted on practicing every day. Huang Tian can live up to you, I am finally A few days before the ceremony, the meridians were restored. "
"Excuse me, can we test it?" A deacon asked.
This matter is not trivial, they must be sure.
"No problem." Chu Yan nodded.
He stretched out an arm. Suddenly, there were several deacons on the scene, putting his fingers on Chu Yan's arm.
The scene suddenly calmed down, and everyone's eyes focused on Chu Yan.
Especially the group of young warriors, at the moment, opened their mouths one by one and their eyes were staring.
Just now, they heard that Chu Yan was promoted to Ningmai.
This is a sixteen-year-old monk!
And these people, they are only the three martial arts soldiers in Zhenwu Realm, not even four.
Everyone, I'm so angry!
Originally, these young warriors were very envious and jealous of Chu Yan, because the other party was favored by these deacons.
But now they only have envy. As for jealousy, they dare not have any.
No way, they are monks and warriors, but they are more than a star.
A brief investigation of these deacons has confirmed that Chu Yan's meridians are intact.
Not only that, they also discovered that the meridian of Chu Yan is more tenacious than that of ordinary monks.
The deacons in charge of the inspection were trembling at the moment because of excitement.
"No problem, Chu Yan is indeed a monk ..."
After one of the deacons was announced, he hadn't finished speaking yet, and the scene suddenly seemed to be boiling again with a spoonful of boiling water.
"Chu Yan! On behalf of the Qi Jue faction, I send my most sincere invitation to you!"
"Chu Yan! I listen to Xuelou is the best ancestor for you, and I can guarantee that once you choose to listen to Xuelou, elders will immediately accept you as a disciple!"
"We will support you with no phase door, Chu Yan, choose us without phase door!"
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After confirming that Chu Yan's meridians are intact and authentic, the deacons are at the moment like chicken blood, yelling loudly, throwing out the best conditions they can give to lure Chu Yan.
To be honest, even if Chu Yan is not able to achieve nearly 10,000 amazing results today, his realm alone is enough to break these heads and steal him.
Sixteen-year-old monk Ningmaijing, who is placed in any ancestral gate of Yunaojiang Kingdom, is a rare genius!
The group of young warriors all around were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the group of deacons who were usually so high. At this moment, they were all surrounded by Chu Yan, with a smile on their face that had never been seen before.
You know, under normal circumstances, these deacons would not be so pleasant to the patriarchs of the family in which these young warriors belonged.
However, among the crowd, there was one person at the moment, who felt that his whole body was cold and his face was as pale as paper.
This person is Yan Junrui.
Not long ago, he was the focus of everyone's attention, and was sought after by countless people.
But now, everything has changed.
In Yan Junrui's view, Chu Yan took everyone's attention.
At this moment, he should be the one who is sought after, surrounded by others, and robbed by the major gates.
"This bastard, you took away the attention that should have belonged to me ... I will never let you go ..."
Yan Junrui gritted his teeth and strode towards Chu Yan.
"I don't agree!"
At this time, Yan Junrui screamed, making the scene calm.
Taking this opportunity, Yan Junrui's face was distorted and she pointed to Chu Yan: "I don't believe you can get more than 9,000 points. There must be something wrong with the Ethereal Stele! I don't agree! I want to try something with you!"
Looking at Yan Junrui's eyebrows upright at this moment, Zhang Yan's dance claws look, Chu Yan is not very willing to care about him.
After all, Chu Yan's mind required Yan Junrui to mature a lot.
He has now successfully received invitations from many ancestors to prove himself, so there is no need to accept questions from other martial arts.
If anyone questioned, he would have to respond, I'm afraid he would be exhausted.
So at this moment Chu Yan didn't make sense of Yan Junrui.
As a result, who knows, Chu Yan's performance was seen in Yan Jun's sharp eyes, which became a complete escape and guilty conscience.
Yan Junrui immediately proved that Chu Yan had a ghost.
He did not believe that Chu Yan could get nine thousand points. At this moment, when he saw Chu Yan's performance, he immediately became angry.
"You dare not respond, then I force you to respond! I want to show you the original shape!" Yan Junrui shouted, his wrist trembled, and a sword suddenly slipped from his sleeve and shook his hand. Words sting away.
"Cold Light Sword!"
In front of the eyes, he swore fiercely, penetrating Chu Yan's heart.
"court death!"
Feeling the coldness behind him, Chu Yan's brows frowned suddenly, and deep in the eyes, a cold mang flashed, and in a moment, it turned into snow and covered the eyes.
Originally, he did not intend to compete with Yan Junrui, but now, the other side unexpectedly attacked, and when he shot, it was aimed at his own life.
"You are worthy to challenge me!"
With a roar, Chu Yan turned and grabbed the opponent's sword, twisted it, and suddenly, a sharp sword, twisted into a twist in Chu Yan's hand.
Yan Junrui was foolish at this moment.
The sword in his hand was a gift from the elders of the family, and it was one of his confidence to participate in the ceremony of a hundred apprentices this time.
But now, he can't even cut each other's palms.
Yan Junrui's thoughts also stopped at this time.
Chu Yan rushed forward, the sound of breaking the air, as if thundering and hit the ground.
"Shadow Eight Wild Fists!"
Bang Bang Bang Bang!
In the void, the shadow of the fist turned.
With each punch of Chu Yan, it seemed as if he was slamming a drum and beating the hearts of everyone present.
Those young soldiers with weaker strength were pale at the moment, their knees were weak, and they fell to the ground.
Yan Junrui had no time to make a scream, and his body rose into the air, and his throat was filled with blood pouring from it, as if a kite was broken and flew out.
There were several deep depressions in his body, his muscles and bones were interrupted, and he flew out a distance of six or seven feet. Then he fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and the blood in his mouth and nose was like a note. It's impossible to wake up in a while.
Chu Yan looked at the other person and sneered: "Now, the difference between nine thousand points and three thousand points, now you know."