Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1650
"Come here and prepare for training."

The leading instructor spoke, and waved Jian Fengyun to the open space.

However, this group of Tianjiao disciples from Xinghe Island gathered at the side, and they were discussing turbulently. I'm afraid Jian Fengyun didn't hear it.

"Let him have a good experience of the difficulty of training, so that he can know how useless he is!" a disciple shouted.

Some disciples also mocked: "Don't lose too fast, otherwise it will be too embarrassing!"

"He really wants to lose quickly, but do you think it's possible!" Some disciples sneered even more.

"Look at the way he pretends to be calm, he will cry in a while!" A disciple stared at Jian Fengyun and said without restraint.

All of a sudden, all kinds of cynicism resounded throughout the crowd, and there was a surge of emotion among the crowd. Some disciples even wanted to rush up and teach Jian Fengyun a lesson, so that this Holy Son of Heaven could take a good look at the strength of their Xinghe Island.

At this moment, the warriors in the monastery couldn't help but grit their teeth even more, secretly praying in their hearts that Jian Fengyun's talent was unparalleled, and slapped them hard on the face.

There was a lot of ridicule, and the words of the disciples of the Fomalhaut sect on Xinghe Island seemed to drown the place.

However, Jian Fengyun walked like a car, didn't care at all, and walked over leisurely, as if he was strolling in a garden, with a calm expression.

This scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding disciples, and they couldn't help but make their emotions fluctuate even more.

Arrogant enough, arrogant enough.

"Cough—" At this moment, Zhang Zhong, the mentor beside him, coughed, and his coughing lightly spread like thunder, suppressing all the cynicism around him!
A turbulent aura of the holy realm made it difficult for many people to catch their breath.

Instructor Zhang Zhong spoke, and the disciples of Fomalhaut's sect beside him didn't dare to be presumptuous, and they all fell silent, but the countless cold and contemptuous gazes were enough to drown Jian Fengyun.

If there is business in this gaze, then there must be a thunderstorm all around at this moment.

"Strictly speaking, this training camp is divided into six levels, but the real training is only five levels, and the sixth level is a challenge."

"Beyond the first training, you must pass the second level to be eligible to start the challenge. As for the future training, unless you pass all five levels, you will have to challenge the sixth level every day after failing to pass the level."

"The challenge of the sixth level is to choose a warrior who ranks above 950 to challenge. If you win, you can rest for an hour. If you lose, you need to stay in the gravity formation for an hour before you can come out and continue to break through the level. "

"From the beginning of the training camp, there is no rest except for passing the five levels or winning the challenge. If you get injured or lose your life during the training camp, you can only blame your lack of skill."

At this time, Instructor Zhang Zhong stared at Jian Fengyun with eyes like cold blades, and said coldly.

However, he remembered that Elder Zhou had a very bad attitude towards this person, and if he wanted to stay in Jiufeng, he had to punish this kind of person who made the elder unhappy.

Jian Fengyun stood calmly, then slowly glanced at Zhang Zhong's instructor, smiled, shook his head, and said, "I hope the so-called training camp won't disappoint me."

For such a person with malicious intentions, he doesn't need to show a good face.

Use the way of the person to treat the person's body.

"Hmph—" Instructor Zhang Zhong snorted coldly, and said coldly, "You are really arrogant!"

"I don't know if I'm arrogant or not, but since I'm standing, let's start." Jian Fengyun said leisurely: "I don't know how your training is going? Just let the horse come over, and I will accompany you!"

He didn't bother to argue with it.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!" Instructor Zhang Zhong snorted coldly!
As for the disciples who were watching the battle, they exploded in an instant.

"A martial artist from Xinghe dares to say big things without shame, he doesn't know how to live or die!" Some disciples sneered, wishing they could go up and beat Jian Fengyun right away.

"I really thought this was a galaxy, the name of the Holy Son of Heaven is not even a fart here."

"Yup……"

Hearing the sarcasm from all around, Jian Fengyun didn't change his face.

"Okay, then get ready to start the training. The first level is the soul formation. As long as you can walk through it, you will pass the level!" Zhang Zhong said slowly, his eyes were menacing.

"Come on." Jian Fengyun was not polite, stepped forward, and said: "I hope you don't hold back, otherwise I will accidentally pass the five tests, and the impact will not be very good."

"Bah—" At this time, a disciple of Fomalhaut said disdainfully: "If you can pass five levels, even a sow can climb a tree!"

"A poor holy son, I think he doesn't know anything about the soul array."

"That's right, it's pathetic to be so ignorant!"

At this time, many disciples of Fomalhaut's sect on the side started talking again, most of them were insulting Jian Fengyun.

Some disciples from the lineage of the Holy League were also angry and angry, and said helplessly: "It seems that the Holy Academy has really declined after we left, and it is a shame to let an arrogant lunatic be the Holy Son of Heaven. The face of our ancestors!"

Regarding the reaction of these disciples around, those mentors did not speak out to stop them.

Especially beside Jian Fengyun, the instructor Zhang Zhong even sneered, Jian Fengyun is such an ignorant ant, it is really pathetic.

A person like Zhang Zhong can be said to have seen countless storms, but now, when he looks at Jian Fengyun, he feels like he is seeing a fool. Seeing that your aura is not at the level of the God Emperor, you dare to say such bold words, really I don't know if you have a brain problem.

Could it be that Jian Fengyun in front of him didn't know how powerful Xinghe Island is before coming here?
Is there not a definite conception of power?
Zhang Zhong couldn't help being amused by this, he really met an ignorant idiot today.

However, is Jian Fengyun really in the God Emperor Realm?
Of course not, when he came, he didn't have any breath on his body, it was all restrained by him, but just now, he suppressed his breath in the God Emperor Realm, and then released it.

He wanted to see how many faces the disciples on Xinghe Island could have for him.

Obviously, he was somewhat unexpected, and almost everyone around him was mocking him, as if he was ridiculed by others just because he was born in Galaxy.

He glanced at the monastery on the side, there were many familiar faces on it, he had seen them during the Xinghe Martial Arts Tournament.

He noticed several faces of the Holy Academy, Li Chongzun, Tang Shiba...etc.

They were also looking at him, with scars and sweat all over their bodies, but their gazes were very determined, as if they were telling him to teach these people a lesson.

This is the current situation of Xinghe Island?
Jian Fengyun smiled coldly in his heart, self-righteous, aloof...

(End of this chapter)