Chapter 145: Single Celled Wu Jing

Chapter 145 The Single-Cell Wu Jing
"Senior Brother Mo, the imperial capital is in front!"
An ordinary-looking young man in grey clothes pointed to the big characters on the top of his head and said excitedly.
However, when he heard what he said, Brother Mo rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm blind? The three characters Bai Yujing are here, do you think I can't see it!"
Hearing this, the young man gave a dry laugh, also a little embarrassed.
"I heard that there are a lot of talents in this imperial capital, and each has a high self-esteem. Not only are the geniuses of the royal family, but there are also many tolerable in the Star Academy that day. I don’t know how the geniuses in this place compare to our Tianhe Sect. ?" He only heard a person say something suddenly, but his eyes were full of warfare.
"It doesn't matter what the royal family is or the Tianxing Academy? Even the most powerful genius is here. When we meet our Tianhe Sect, then he has to obediently become waste!"
"That is, our Tianhe Sect is a first-class sect! In my opinion, it is no worse than his royal family!"
A group of Tianhe Sect disciples said one after another, their tone full of pride.
"You all be humble!"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came over.
Not far away, a gray-haired old man walked up. He was blind in one eye, wearing a blindfold, and his face was full of ravines. He was leaning on a crutches in his right hand, and it swayed when he walked. It really made people worry that he would just fall off the next moment?
Holding a bead in that left hand, his hand shook...
"Elder!"
Seeing this person, the disciples of Tianhe Sect all clasped their fists and showed respect.
The elder snorted coldly and said, "You all give me a little humility. This is the imperial capital, the center of the entire Qingfeng Empire! There are so many talents in it. If they raise their eyes to the sky, it will be a big loss!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded, but they didn't agree.
They are all geniuses from various places. After being selected one after another, they finally entered the Tianhe School practice. They are geniuses among geniuses! They grew up in the attention of people around them, so it is normal for them to feel a little arrogant.
How can the elders not understand their thoughts?
He sighed faintly and said, "Everyone, I'm not joking with you. Do you still remember the incident that went viral in the empire two days ago?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's face changed slightly.
"The elder is saying, two days ago, a junior killed the martial arts expert?"
"Not bad!"
A light flashed in the elder's eyes, and said: "This person is named Yang Chen, who is about the same age as you, but has reached the martial arts level. It can be said to be a gift of heaven! And this person is in the imperial capital. If you meet him, you still Can you have such confidence?"
Hearing this, everyone's face changed slightly.
There was silence.
Most of these people are nine-level martial artists, and they are still far from the martial master realm.
But at this moment, Senior Brother Mo, who hadn't spoken all the time, spoke, snorted in his nose, and said faintly: "What about the martial arts realm? I may not be afraid of him!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at him.
"Yes, what about the martial arts realm?"
"Senior Brother Mo is also a powerhouse in the middle stage of the martial arts realm. If you don't believe it, you can't compare to that Yang Chen?"
"That's right, Senior Brother Mo is the chief disciple of our Tianhe Sect. With him, Yang Chen might not be afraid of him!"
A group of disciples are arrogant again.
I saw a disciple suddenly raised his fist and shouted:
"Long live Brother Mo!"
Other disciples also raised their fists:
"Long live Brother Mo!"
"Down with Yang Chen!"
"Down with Yang Chen!"
...
A group of disciples walked into the imperial capital in an extremely eye-catching way.
Seeing this scene, the elder smiled bitterly, only feeling a little embarrassed. Take out a hat from the storage bag, silently cover his face, and walk into the imperial capital.
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"Aow!"
In the carriage, Yang Chen suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason. He didn't know why, he always felt that someone was scolding himself, and he was strange.
At this time, the carriage slowly stopped.
Wu Shanhe said: "Foster father, has already arrived, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, I will go down first and ask the foster father to rest on it for a while."
After Wu Shanhe finished speaking, he got out of the carriage.
After Yang Chen stayed there for ten minutes, he also walked on.
The familiar Imperial Plaza appeared again.
Last time it was because of the alchemy contest, Yang Chen came here, but he didn't expect that a few days ago, Yang Chen appeared here again, but this time it was because of the Martial Artists Association.
Sure enough, he is a capable person, with a huge burden...
Yang Chen did not stop, holding the number plate directly, and walked towards the inside of the venue.
I saw two lines at the entrance of the square, one of them was extremely crowded, almost all of them lined up from the square to the opposite side of the road, and there were only a dozen people on the other.
Don't look at it, the crowded channel is naturally the audience channel, and the less crowded channel is the competition channel.
Yang Chen took the number plate and walked over to line up.
At this moment, he heard a "pop" and suddenly patted his shoulder with one hand. When he turned his head, he saw a familiar face.
He has a handsome face and fluttering white clothes...
He carried a long sword behind him.
Wu Jing!
"It's you?" Yang Chen was taken aback for a while.
"Yeah." Wu Jing nodded and said: "What a coincidence, are you here to participate in the competition?"
Yang Chen smiled and nodded.
Just listen to Wu Jing faintly said: "I saw you get on my grandpa's carriage just now, and then all the way to the Empire Plaza. I thought it was me who read it wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you..."
Hearing this, Yang Chen's heart jumped slightly, and he smiled lightly: "Are you wrong? I never knew your grandfather, how can I ride in his carriage?"
Wu Jing shook his head and said, "Yang Chen, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."
"First, you told me that you and my grandpa never knew each other, but you were carrying the Frightening Sword behind you. Secondly, you will have the Frightening Sword, which shows that you and my grandfather should have a great relationship. If I did not If you guess wrong, you should be my grandfather's apprentice, right?"
"This……"
"Oh, it really is." Wu Jing sneered and said: "I didn't understand before, what is the relationship between you and my grandpa, but after several days of repeated deliberation, I finally got the most detailed answer. You are indeed my grandfather's apprentice..."
Yang Chen smiled and did not speak.
as long as you are happy.
Speaking of this, Wu Jing suddenly sighed and said: "No wonder my grandfather has ignored me lately. He asked him to send me to the square last night and didn't send it. It turned out that it was because of accepting an apprentice..."
"But it's no wonder, after all, you have entered the martial arts realm, and you are indeed a little better than me." Speaking of this, Wu Jing suddenly stretched out his finger to calculate.
"Now I am a sixth-level martial artist, and I am four levels behind you. Fortunately, it's not too far, I should be able to catch up!"
Wu Jing said to himself.
However, Yang Chen couldn't stand it anymore, patted him on the shoulder, and left by himself.
"Where are you going?"
"Why, are you afraid that I will overtake you?"
"Ha ha……"
Wu Jing sneered and followed Yang Chen's pace.