Chapter 4 Peerless loser ("")

He didn't know that Master Lan Yu's face was not good at this moment. It was just that she didn't even bother to raise her eyelids because of her face. She seemed to be concentrating with her eyes closed, but in fact she was very angry. She secretly comforted herself: "That's all, for the sake of

Han'er, there's still one month left, so just bear with it."

Slowing down his second step into three steps, Lu Chen ignored the disdainful looks from around him and walked leisurely to the front of the hall. He stood there and took a good stance, looking calm and confident.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Huh? Is it possible that this kid has cultivated his true energy?"

"Well, look at this posture."

"No way. Didn't you find out that he cultivated his true energy in the past two days? Could it be..."

"Shh..., stop talking, we'll find out after you see it."

While they were in a state of surprise, expecting Lu Chen to do something shocking, everyone immediately knew that they were wrong.

"drink……"

Lu Chen's body did not have any real energy floating around. Everything was calm and could be described as stagnant water without ripples.

There was silence in the main hall, Qingyun's old face was twitching with anger, and Lan Yu even closed her half-opened eyelids again, a drop of cold sweat quietly falling down.

All the disciples were stunned at first, then sneered, and then the sound of ridicule sounded in the hall.

"Damn, let this kid fool you."

"What a scumbag. There is such a person in Qianyu Sect. Fortunately, it was only a year ago, otherwise it would be a joke if it spread to the ears of other immortal sects."

"It's shameful, it's shameful, I don't know this person."

The sounds of contempt rang out one after another for a while, Qingyun finally couldn't sit still, and without asking the core disciple to speak, he said angrily: "Go back, next one."

Lu Chen chuckled, not caring about Master Qingyun's angry rebuke, and slowly returned to the queue.

Seeing Qingyun's anger, the core disciple quickly blushed and said, "Next, Zuo Qinghan."

Upon hearing this, all the disciples quickly closed their mouths. At the same time, the disdainful expressions on their faces suddenly changed, and they all focused on looking at that graceful figure.

Zuo Qinghan slowly walked forward and stood still without moving at all. With a movement of his true energy, an unprecedented and astonishing aura spurted out, shocking the entire audience.

"The fourth level of Qi training is the fourth level of Qi training."

"What a terrifying talent. It's only been 11 months, and it has reached this stage, and it's not even possible for anyone to survive."

"As expected of Tianlinggen, not only can you cultivate two attributes of Qi, but it has actually reached the fourth level in less than a year."

Different from the previous comments, Zuo Qinghan's strength was astonishing.

In less than a year, he has reached the fourth level of Qi training. This talent is absolutely rare in the world.

At this moment, Qingyun and Lanyu's faces looked much better. They looked at the beautiful girl of heaven and then at the peerless loser. They sighed and shook their heads, not knowing whether they should be happy or angry.

"Why is there such a huge gap between people?"

"It turns out that we have reached the fourth floor. Our Han'er is really not built." Lu Chen put all his good intentions in the past ten years on Zuo Qinghan, his cheap sister. He had already reached the level when he saw her.

At this level, I felt greatly comforted.

Being praised non-stop by all the disciples, Zuo Qinghan didn't look happy at all. With a strong sense of loss, he walked from the front of the hall to Lu Chen. Zuo Qinghan didn't know what to say.

Okay, after hesitating for a long time, he forced a smile and comforted him: "Brother, don't give up, isn't there still one month left? Maybe a miracle will happen?"

Lu Chen smiled, stretched out his hand and scratched Zuo Qinghan's pretty nose, and said without any concern: "Don't worry, your brother, I'm fine, but it's you, who has cultivated to the fourth level of Qi training so quickly, it's really

It’s impressive.”

"It's all thanks to brother." Zuo Qinghan spoke quickly. Halfway through his words, he realized that it was bad, so he quickly shut up and changed the subject: "But brother, you..."

Knowing that Zuo Qinghan was worried about him, Lu Chen waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. I don't have anything to do here. I'm going back first. Don't live up to my expectations. Practice well and let's go."

Although she seemed fine on the surface, Zuo Qinghan could see a hint of melancholy in the departing figure. The little girl's nose couldn't help but feel sour, and two lines of hot tears rolled down her face.

The gentle breeze sways the hills and blows thousands of willows, just like someone's thoughts, with a hint of melancholy in the tranquility.

The tests after Yuning Palace have nothing to do with Lu Chen. It can also be said that he should not have appeared there from the beginning.

Sitting cross-legged on the cliff, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were naturally placed on the knees of his legs. His expression was like that of an accomplished immortal.

Following the way most disciples breathed out, Lu Chen sighed pretentiously at the clouds and mist of Cangshan Mountain for a while. He felt that there was a faint aura of heaven and earth floating around him, but it could not be introduced into his body at all. Lu Chen stopped again in despair.

Over the past year, Lu Chen didn't work hard. On the contrary, he worked harder than anyone else. He had to practice breathing for at least eight hours every day. Unfortunately, maybe it was just as Lan Yu said, he didn't have the talent to practice.
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