Chapter 1143: Inner disciple

Chapter 1143
"Did you not see? Elder Yun just... just now..."
"What the hell?"
"Blushing!"
"What...what?"
"What a joke, this is impossible!"
"Speak clearly, why is Elder Yun blushing? Why is he blushing?"
When the words spread, everyone immediately exclaimed and their faces changed.
Yun Xianghan, who has always been arrogant and cold, would even blush?
Well, it doesn’t matter if she blushes, but the key question is, why does she blush?
"I also seem to see her blushing. I thought it was an illusion just now, but it doesn't seem to be right now!"
"Hurry up and say the point! Why does Elder Yun blush?"
"My damn... where do you know why she blushes?"
"It's not because of Jiang Tian, ​​right?" someone shouted, staring.
When the words spread to the crowd, there was a dead silence. Everyone looked at each other, the corners of their eyes twitched, and each of them looked as if they were about to eat people.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"He's in a sunlit state, how can He De let Elder Yun..."
"I don't believe he was capable of killing me!"
Everyone gritted their teeth and glared at Jiang Tian with cannibalistic eyes, as if they had a life and death enmity with him.
"Unreasonable! Don't let me run into him this time, otherwise I will definitely want him to look good!"
"Don't worry, there are so many of us, there will always be someone who can run into him. When that happens, don't keep your hands and beat me to death!"
"Yes! Fight to death!"
Everyone raised their arms and shouted, one by one filled with righteous indignation. In their eyes, Jiang Tian has become a public enemy, and they can't wait to get together and fight!
"A bunch of idiots!"
Jiang Tian looked at everyone coldly, frowning and sighing.
Even he himself didn't understand why Yun Xianghan had that kind of reaction, but these people couldn't help but speculate indiscriminately one by one, which was really speechless!
At this moment, there was a burst of exclamation in the square, and everyone looked towards the edge of the square, showing fanatical expressions one by one!
"Look, it's an inner disciple!"
"Hi! The inner disciple is finally here!"
Seeing those powerful inner doors walking quickly, the square suddenly exploded.
Everyone looked fiery, excited, and all showed awe!
"Inner disciple?"
After Jiang Tianxun's reputation went up, he saw a group of warriors whose costumes were clearly different from those of the outer disciples strode forward and appeared proudly in the square!
Although these people have different costumes, their chests are embroidered with the unique silver moire logo of the inner disciple, to show that they are different from the outer disciple.
All of them have strong auras, and they show proud domineering when they raise their hands and feet, and there is a sigh of suspense all around them!
Looking at the many outer disciples in the square, they looked cold and disdainful.
"I don't know how the Zongmen did it. It is speechless to let us compete with the juniors in the outer door!" A tall yellow-robed disciple gently brushed the silver moire on his chest, his eyes flashed A trace of disdain.
"Isn't it all because of next year's Canglan Country Martial Arts Conference?" A disciple in white robe sneered sneered.
"Calm down, everyone! If we don't arrange this, our competition will most likely start after the end of the outer martial arts, which is also a waste of time!" The red robe disciple next to him shook his head and said lightly.
"Zongmen is playing the piano in this way! Couldn't the inner and outer doors be separated like in the past and proceed separately?" A sharp-faced Qingpao disciple frowned and complained, with an unhappy expression on his face.
The red-robed disciple shook his head and sneered, "Can't figure it out? Haha, then go ask the sovereign and the elders!"
"You..." The man's face became stiff, and he suffocated when he reached his mouth.
Although he was an inner disciple, he didn't dare to directly question the suzerain and elders, even those top inner geniuses with amazing qualifications did not have such qualifications and powers.
But their troubles are not without reason.
Compared with previous years, the Zongmen Huiwu has made a lot of changes this time, that is, breaking the boundaries of the internal and external sects, all the disciples gathered together for a mixed competition.
This is mainly to save time. Of course, there is another consideration in the sect, which is to use the strong pressure of the inner disciples to accelerate the growth of those outer disciples!
After all, the vision of the high-level sect cannot be limited to a martial arts conference of Canglan Country.
Even the Tianfeng Martial Arts Club in three years' time is not their ultimate goal.
For a sect, the biggest goal is to cultivate generations of genius disciples and make the whole sect prosperous.
"Okay, these things are not something we can worry about. We can do whatever the Zongmen arranges. Anyway, these outer disciples are not our opponents, so let's warm up."
A tall disciple in white robe walked out of the crowd, even among the inner disciples here, he put on a posture of superiority.
However, none of the colleagues next to him was dissatisfied, and even showed respect.
"See the pastor brother!"
"Brother Pastor is right!"
"Zongmen must have their arrangements for doing this. Let's just use our strength, it's like trying."
Everyone bowed their hands to the pastor brother, and did not dare to take any offense. Even the sharp-faced green-robed disciple who had just put away his displeased expression and became respectful.
This person was named Mu Yunyun, and he was a top expert in the inner sect. His strength already surpassed many sect elders, and he even had a certain say in many affairs of the inner sect.
This kind of character is not comparable to ordinary inner disciples, and of course the weight of what he says is different.
Mu Yunyun was very satisfied with everyone's performance, nodded slowly, smiled proudly, and waved for everyone to move forward.
"Come on, the elders are coming one after another, and we can't neglect!"
Under his leadership, everyone speeded up and walked towards the inner disciple area next to the battle stand.
"Brother pastor, there is indeed something wrong with the arrangement of the sect's martial arts. Can't you let the juniors complain?"
Suddenly there was a proud and unruly voice from the crowd, but it was another inner disciple who vented the depression in his heart.
Mu Yunyun frowned, his eyes a little cold, turned his head to look at the man, but did not get angry.
It was a tall and thin blue-robed martial artist, with a cynical expression on his face, and his breath was not under the pasture cloud. It seemed that Zongmen Huiwu couldn't make him serious on such occasions.
"Di Feng, do you have any comments on the arrangements of the Sect Master and the elders?" Mu Yunyun frowned and said coldly.
Qingpao disciple Di Feng laughed: "Of course I have an opinion! Let me ask you, which of these low cultivation bases from the outside can compete with us? And which one can truly become our opponent?"
Although Mu Yun was dissatisfied with his attitude, the other party's words were indeed true. Although he was a little depressed, he couldn't directly refute it.