Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 145: The single-cell Wu Jing

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Chapter 145 The Single-Cell Wu Jing

"Brother Mo, the Imperial Capital is in front of you!"

An ordinary-looking gray-clothed youth 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 am blind? The three characters of 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 many talents in this imperial capital, and all of them have 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, the geniuses in this place, and our Tianhe Sect How does it compare?" He only heard one person suddenly say something, but his eyes were full of warfare.

"Whether he is the royal family or the Tianxing Academy? Even the most powerful genius is here. When we meet our Tianhe Sect, then he has to become a 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 voices 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?

The left hand is holding a bead, and the hand shakes...

"Elder!"

When seeing this person, the disciples of the 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!"

When they heard this, everyone nodded, but they didn't agree.

They are all geniuses from various places. After being selected and selected, they finally entered the Tianhe School practice. They are geniuses among geniuses! They grew up in the eyes of people around them, so it's normal for them to feel a little arrogant.

Why don’t the elders understand what they think?

Sighed faintly, and said: "Everyone, I'm not talking to you. Do you still remember the incident that went viral in the empire two days ago?"

As soon as this was said, everyone's face changed slightly.

"The elder said, two days ago, a junior killed the martial arts expert?"

"Not bad!"

The elder's eyes flashed brightly, saying: "This person's name is Yang Chen. He is about the same age as you, but he has reached the martial arts realm. It can be said that he is a bourgeoisie! And this person is in the imperial capital, if you meet him , Can you still have such confidence?"

Hearing this, everyone's face changed slightly.

Be silent.

Most of them are ninth-level martial artists, and they are still far from the martial master realm.

But at this moment, Senior Brother Mo, who had not spoken all the time, spoke, groaning in his nose, and faintly said: "What about the martial arts realm? I may not be afraid of him!"

As soon as this word came out, everyone looked at him.

"Yes, what about the martial arts realm?"

"Senior Brother Mo is also a strong man in the middle stage of the martial arts realm. If you don't believe it, you can't compare to that Yang Chen?"

"That is, Brother Mo is the chief disciple of our Tianhe Sect. If he is there, he may not be afraid of Yang Chen!"

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.

……

……

"A owe!"

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 felt strange.

At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped.

Wu Shanhe said: "Foster father, has arrived, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, I will go down first, ask the foster father to rest on it for a while."

After Wu Shanhe finished speaking, he got out of the carriage.

Yang Chen walked down after staying on it for ten minutes.

The familiar Empire Plaza appeared again.

The last time Yang Chen came here because of the Pill Refining Competition. I didn't expect Yang Chen to appear here again a few days ago, but this time it was because of the Martial Artists Association.

Sure enough, he is a capable person, with a big burden...

Yang Chen didn't stop, he took the number plate and walked towards the field.

I saw two lines at the entrance of the square, one of them was extremely crowded, almost 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 a hand patted his shoulder. When he turned his head, he saw a familiar face.

He has a handsome face and fluttering white clothes...

A long sword is behind him.

Wu Jing!

"It's you?" Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment.

"Yeah." Wu Jing nodded and said: "What a coincidence, are you here to participate in the competition?"

Yang Chen nodded with a smile.

Just listen to Wu Jingyouyou say: "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 was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you..."

Hearing this, Yang Chen's heart jumped slightly and smiled lightly: "Are you wrong? I don't know 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 grandfather never knew each other, but you were carrying the shocking evil sword behind you. Second, you will be surprised by the sword spectrum, indicating that you and my grandpa should have a great relationship. If I guessed right, you should be my grandfather’s apprentice?"

"This..."

"Oh, it really is." Wu Jing sneered and said: "I didn't understand before, what is the relationship between you and my grandfather, but after several days of repeated scrutiny, I finally got the most detailed The answer, you really are my grandfather’s apprentice..."

Yang Chen smiled, did not speak.

It's good if you are happy.

Speaking of this, Wu Jing suddenly sighed and said: "No wonder my grandfather ignored me recently. He asked him to send me to the square last night and didn't give it away. It turned out that it was because of the apprenticeship..."

"But it's no wonder, after all, you have already stepped into the martial arts realm. You are indeed a little better than me." At this point, 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 is not too far, I should be able to catch up!"

Wu Jing speaks to herself.

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?"

"Hehe..."

Wu Jing sneered and followed Yang Chen's pace.