V4.Chapter 89

After parting with Jin battle at the foot of the mountain, he Yiming and baiba were together, and the two still quietly returned to the courtyard. For them, the open post and secret sentry along the way was undoubtedly a decoration, which did not play a role at all.

After this secret fight, he Yiming suddenly found that the Jin battle, who was known as the first person under the venerable in the eastern Dashen, did not seem to be a difficult person to get along with.

This person seems arrogant, but it's just an appearance. If you can really get his approval and become his friend, you will find his completely different side.

As for he Yiming, he would rather compete with Jin battle than get along with Zhou Datian.

This is a feeling without any reason. Sometimes it's pleasing or unpleasant to see people. It's just a subconscious feeling.

After returning to the courtyard, Yu Jinglei had been waiting here for a long time.

After seeing he Yiming, he roughly asked what happened. When he Yiming and he Yiming didn't catch up with each other, he was also calm, which seemed not surprising.

Moreover, it can be seen from his expression that he didn't really worry about it.

He Yiming sighed in his heart. It seems that even Yu Jinglei guessed it. The one who led them out should be the venerable of the main vein of Tianchi.

Yu Jinglei told him the result of his negotiation with Zhang Zhongying. Zhang Zhongying not only promised he Yiming's conditions, but also invited him to watch while the pharmacist in LingXiao palace refined YAN Dan.

He Yiming knows that this is the sincerity shown by the other party. Letting yourself watch and observe is actually the meaning of supervision. After all, it's not easy to make up for so many precious drugs, even with the family background of Lingxiao temple.

Once the alchemy fails, it's not easy to explain to he Yiming. It's better to let him watch. Whether it succeeds or not, it's only due to the will of heaven.

After hearing this invitation, he Yiming was also quite excited.

Except for Lu Zhengyi, who has just advanced, the others he met have experience of traveling around the world.

Almost everyone has been to the eastern Dashen, the most powerful country on the mainland, and the most powerful sect Lingxiao temple. For everyone, it is like a magnet with fatal attraction, attracting outstanding martial arts practitioners.

Yu Jinglei zhengse said: "Elder he, if the practice of martial arts is just behind closed doors, then the achievements in the future will be quite limited. In our Hengshan dynasties, those who have been promoted naturally will go out and travel. There have been such cases for ten years, twenty years, or even a hundred years. So I suggest that you should go out and have a look. Maybe there will be different opportunities, which plays an irreplaceable role in the practice of martial arts. ”

He Yiming nodded slowly, but he opened his mouth and shook his head slightly.

Yu Jinglei was surprised and asked, "elder he, what are your scruples?"

He Yiming sighed softly and said, "elder Yu, I can't let go of he family village, and the family ancestor and Lord Bao have 80 years old neighbors. If I go there, I'm afraid I'll see each other forever."

Yu Jinglei was stunned and frowned tightly.

He remembered that he Yiming was indeed different from others. The master of Sanhua realm, who is less than 20 years old, is probably unique in the whole history.

If others practice to his level, basically the elders and relatives are almost dead. But he Yiming has a large group of relatives and friends in he family villa, which naturally worries him.

With a long sigh, Yu Jinglei stopped talking. The final decision of such a thing is still in the hands of he Yiming himself. What others say can only be used as a reference at most.

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On the second day, Tianchi Dabi continued.

This time, Yu Jinglei brought a large number of disciples under the age of 50 who had never taken the golden elixir. In order to train the next generation of disciples, he even sent several disciples in their thirties with inner strength level 8 to participate in the competition.

Among the elite disciples of all branches, these people are undoubtedly some fish bellies, and the vast majority were eliminated in the first day of the competition.

However, in fact, no one expects them to win. The experience of fighting with the strong in other branches is their greatest gain. Maybe ten years later, when they become the main force of Hengshan, this experience will be of great help to them.

The second day of the competition was uneventful, and a total of six disciples in Hengshan Yimai won the victory on this day.

On the field, there are not many people who really compete next. On the contrary, the number of spectators is several times more than that of contestants.

Among them, the children of each peak in the main vein, plus more than 100 spectators from Dashen, are very curious about the strength of this branch. They watch the competition every day, exchange their experiences from time to time, and verify what they have learned.

However, the disciples of all branches have devoted all their energy to the competition, especially those who are expected to reach the top ten. Their energy and spirit have been adjusted as early as the day they came to Tianchi, and nothing outside can have any impact on them.

The third day, the fourth day

After the big match on the fourth day, the faces of the elders of Hengshan were a little ugly.

Because everyone except Che Wenjun was eliminated.

Among them, there were two matches in which the cultivation of both sides was between Bozhong, and they all lost for various reasons, which is not good news for Hengshan.

Fortunately, in the next two days, Che Wenjun was still as stable as before. With the stability and defense of the earth skill and the sharpness and attack of the gold skill, he successfully defeated his powerful opponent.

Yu Jinglei and others specially set aside a courtyard for him to use in order to create a reassuring culture environment for him.

Among the people in Hengshan, the only ones who can enjoy this treatment are Jinglei and other congenital elders and baiba.

On the evening of the sixth day, he Yiming listened carefully. From the courtyard where Che Wenjun lived, there was the sound of breaking through the air. With his cultivation, he Yiming knew that Che Wenjun's heart was definitely not as calm as he showed.

The whole expectation of Hengshan is on him alone. Unless he has far more strength than his opponent, how can he not be nervous. At ordinary times, it has not been shown. But at this moment, on the eve of the final battle, Che Wenjun seemed to be a little hesitant.

In a trance, he Yiming seems to recall his past.

Before the adventure at the bottom of the lake, when I was trapped in the fifth layer of inner strength, it was not so.

With a slight sigh, he walked out of his room, and several landing bays had come to Che Wenjun's courtyard.

At this time, Che Wenjun was holding a long sword in his hand. The flowers of the sword were flying. It was not beautiful, but it fell into the eyes of he Yiming. Naturally, it was flawed everywhere and worthless.

"Elder he." Che Wenjun was half dancing his sword, and suddenly saw he Yiming, so he quickly received his sword and bowed.

He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "Che Wenjun, aren't you good at boxing? Why are you starting to practice swords tonight?"

Che Wenjun smiled wryly and said, "elder he, the opponent the disciple meets tomorrow is good at using weapons. Even if the disciple proposes to use fists and feet, he will definitely choose weapons."

He Yiming frowned slightly and said, "your choices are different. You can draw lots to decide. Will you definitely draw weapons?"

Che Wenjun still smiled bitterly and said, "disciples understand, but they are uneasy."

After seeing Che Wenjun, he Yiming became more worried.

Judging from his performance, it is really lack of confidence. Tomorrow's draw, let alone weapons, will undoubtedly lose. Even if he gets a fist, it is difficult for him to win the final victory in his current state.

In this situation where there is little difference in strength between each other, self-confidence is actually a very important factor.

Although he Yiming is not old, he has rich combat experience and profound experience.

After pondering for a moment, he Yiming increasingly felt that Che Wenjun was so similar to himself in the past, especially this kind of psychology of worrying about gain and loss.

He sighed softly and said, "Che Wenjun, I have a way to ensure that you will win tomorrow. Are you willing to accept it?"

Che Wenjun suddenly looked up, and his eyes were full of undisguised joy and shock.

At this time, all the hopes of Yokoyama are pinned on him, and the wordless pressure is almost crushing him.

Suddenly hearing he Yiming's promise, he was certainly overjoyed.

"Please elder he for advice."

"If you fight with people tomorrow, you might as well take the initiative to choose weapons."

Che Wenjun was tongue tied for a while. "Elder he, do you want your disciples to take the initiative to choose weapons for the competition?"

"Not bad." He Yiming said without hesitation.

Che Wenjun hesitated for a while, and his heart was full of questions. If he didn't know the origin of he Yiming well, he would really suspect that he was a lobbyist sent by the other party.

"Elder he, although the disciple is not talented, he still knows himself clearly. If he fights with him empty handed, the victory or defeat should be five to five, but if he uses weapons, he is afraid that the disciple is far from his enemy." Che Wenjun finally calmed down completely, he said respectfully.

He Yiming waved his big sleeve and said with a smile, "since I let you choose weapons, naturally I have already considered it."

After that, his figure moved slightly, and he had jumped out of the courtyard. A moment later, when he came back, he was carrying a weapon that Che Wenjun was very familiar with.

Looking at this terrible weapon, Che Wenjun's face was extremely strange. Even if he wanted to break his scalp, he would never think that what elder he took out was this magic weapon.

"Elder he, although this weapon is powerful, it is not suitable for disciples." Che Wenjun said honestly, "if you let disciples use it, I'm afraid you can't even exert 10% of your power."

He Yiming smiled mysteriously and said, "Che Wenjun, you use this weapon to stage. As long as you remember a word, I guarantee you will win."

Che Wenjun said suspiciously, "please give me some advice."

"Follow your feelings."