Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 415 Who is this idiot?
"Junior Brother Zhong."

Zhong Lin stopped and looked at Lou Yue who was standing in front of him. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Senior Sister Lou."

"There's no need for us to be so polite. Senior Sister Yingju mentioned you to me and asked us to support each other. I didn't expect that during the time I was in seclusion, a star like you would rise in the Juying Club." Lou Yue said with a smile.

"Senior Sister Lou Yue, you're too polite. May I know who these people are?"

Zhong Lin glanced at the other three people, already having a guess in his mind.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not familiar with them, we just happened to run into each other, but I think they're here to stop you, my junior brother," Lou Yue said.

"Are you Zhong Lin?"

The man in armor, who looked like a god of war, looked down at Zhong Lin, his tone filled with pride.

Zhong Lin frowned and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"You're so bold! You actually dared to reject my invitation. Do you really think you can do whatever you want just by joining the Chrysanthemum Shadow Society?"

The man's face suddenly changed, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely cold, and a terrifying pressure rolled in.

"Sikong Yan?"

Zhong Lin has now recognized the person's identity, and only he can be so arrogant.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Senior Brother Sikong. I wonder where Senior Brother Sikong said I do whatever I want?"

"You rejected Liu Ziyan's invitation and injured Suo Yu. Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you? Now I'm giving you one more chance. Kneel down, kowtow and apologize, and voluntarily admit defeat in the next fight. Otherwise, no one can save you."

Zhong Lin looked at Sikong Yan with a strange expression, then turned his gaze to Lou Yue and asked doubtfully, "Senior Sister Lou Yue, is this idiot really Sikong Yan?"

It’s no wonder that Zhong Lin was suspicious. The main reason was that Sikong Yan’s tone was full of that middle school student vibe that made people doubt him.

Practicing martial arts does not only rely on qualifications and resources, but also requires great wisdom, which is what people often call great wisdom. No one who can cultivate to the Xuandan realm is a fool, but the Sikong Yan in front of him is too suspicious, and he wonders if he has a mental illness.

Although it was the first time Lou Yue heard the word "shabi", she quickly understood it with her intelligence and even felt that it was very fitting.

He suppressed his inner laughter and pointed to his head, saying, "Senior Brother Sikong has been in seclusion for many years, practicing, and he doesn't understand human nature, you know."

The other two people on the side, the indifferent young man in black raised the corner of his mouth slightly, while the evil young man laughed without any scruples.

"Hahaha, the word idiot is really funny. Yes, Sikong Yan is indeed an idiot. Hahaha, Zhong Lin, I like you a little bit now." The evil boy laughed.

Sikong Yan also reacted at this time, his eyes full of ferocity.

"Zhong Lin, you're looking for death."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and suddenly a huge force enveloped Zhong Lin, trying to catch him in his hand.

"Sikong Yan, it's over."

Lou Yue's face turned cold, and he pointed his sword. A powerful sword energy directly shook off the power in Sikong Yan's hand, and he took a step forward to block Zhong Lin.

"Lou Yue, get out of here."

Sikong Yan roared, and an even more terrifying force gathered in his hands.

"Sikong Yan, the sect prohibits private fighting. Are you looking for death?"

Lou Yue had no intention of moving, and looked at Sikong Yan coldly with her eyes.

Sikong Yan suppressed the anger in his heart and stared at Zhong Lin behind Lou Yue with bloodshot eyes.

"Zhong Lin, you must win the next game! I will tear you to pieces with my own hands." After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

"Senior Sister Lou Yue, has Sikong Yan practiced some secret technique that has affected his brain? Why does something feel wrong?" Zhong Lin frowned slightly.

Lou Yue smiled bitterly, "You're not wrong. When Sikong Yan was in the Spirit Embryo Realm, he drew upon the power of the stars and forged the Nine Heavens Star Body. However, this physique was far too powerful for someone in the Transcendent Realm to control. Forcing control would only destroy his spirit. He had no choice but to banish his soul into a deep sleep, leaving only a small portion of his consciousness outside. Once he breaks through the Life and Death Realm, he'll be able to revive his soul and completely control the Nine Heavens Star Body."

"So, only part of Sikong Yan's consciousness is controlling his external body's thinking now?" Zhong Lin asked in surprise.

"Yes, this small part of consciousness is responsible for training and fighting, so it seems that its words are a little different from those of ordinary people."

"What if he breaks through the realm of life and death and completely controls the physical strength of the Nine Heavens Stars?" Zhong Lin frowned.

Lou Yue didn't answer immediately, but instead asked, "Do you know how long it took Sikong Yan to perfect his Xuandan cultivation from the Spirit Embryo Realm? One year, just one year. If he can fully control the Nine Heavens Star Body, he will definitely have a place in the King Realm. This physique is too terrifying. Not only in cultivation, but also in combat, he possesses unparalleled talent. This is why the Third Holy Son chose him."

Zhong Lin frowned when he heard this and fell into silence.

King realm.

Become the king of the strong.

No wonder.

"Isn't it just the Nine Heavens Star Body? Let's wait until he breaks through the Life and Death Realm first! Otherwise, he'll just live his whole life in this muddle-headed state. Sooner or later, his soul will be obliterated, leaving only a walking corpse, and he'll eventually explode and die."

The evil young man sneered, his face full of disdain.

"Zhong Lin, this is Zou Peng, and the one next to him is Jian Jingtian. They will also be our opponents tomorrow, and they will be in the top five of the competition." Lou Yue said.

Zhong Lin was not surprised at all, as he had already guessed the identities of these two people.

Zou Peng, who has the blood of the demon clan, has unparalleled speed.

Jian Jingtian, born with a sword body and natural sword intent, is a madman who wants to transform his body into a peerless divine weapon.

Zhong Lin bowed and said, "Greetings, both of you."

Zou Peng's face was full of dandyism, and he raised his chin towards Zhong Lin: "You are very much to my taste. If we become opponents tomorrow, I will show mercy."

Zhong Lin also smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Junior Brother Zou."

Zou Peng glared at me: "How dare you call me Senior Brother."

"Haha, let's see who wins the next battle and becomes the senior brother."

"it is good."

Zhong Lin turned his gaze towards Jian Jingtian, wanting to see what kind of person this madman was who actually wanted to train himself to become a peerless divine weapon.

Jian Jingtian was clearly standing opposite him, but he gave people a sense of sharpness and fierceness, without any humanity at all. He really looked like a sword.

Moreover, Zhong Lin saw that Jian Jingtian's skin had a faint dark texture, like metal. Putting aside other things, the strength of this body made his eyebrows jump.

Jian Jingtian also glanced at Zhong Lin, nodded, then turned into a stream of light and left without leaving any words.

"Don't mind him. That's just the nature of the Sword Maniac. He can't do anything even with three sticks. He's almost turned into a sword. But he should be very excited now."

"Why?"

"Of course it's because of you."

(End of this chapter)