Facing this kind of scene, Bai Ye was already stunned, looked around and looked confused.

What is this doing?

He came to his senses for a while and hurriedly said, "All...get up..."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

People stood up rushingly, but they all looked strange and had complicated faces.

I think so, I knelt down to worship the great emperor... As a saint, I can't accept it, but Yinghua Sword knelt down. If they didn't kneel down, they would not say whether they would offend Bai Ye. At least the Yinghua Sword must have offended him to death.

"Okay! OK! Hahaha... Great Elder, have you seen it? Another battle saint of war appeared in our Heavenly Palace! Another one!!" An elderly elder said excitedly.

"Yes..." Feng Buling took a deep breath, his face was full of complexity, but a hint of relief still appeared in his eyes.

As the chief elder of the Yijian Tiangong, he naturally hopes that his sect will be full of talents and prosperity. Now Bai Ye has emerged in a sudden force and has defeated the first place. He even emerged as the Fighting Saint Lord who crushed Yinghua Sword. It is really amazing.

But his origin...is somewhat perplexing.

After this time, I will definitely recommend it to the palace master! I will give Bai Ye the best cultivation resources! The primary purpose is to help him enter the realm of a saint!

Feng Buling thought secretly in his heart.

Although they took the pill, they had difficulty walking. Feng Buling's disciples rushed over and helped Yinghua sword leave. The sword cultivation room hurriedly ran towards Bai Ye and respectfully raised him carefully.

Everyone was proud and proud, and they walked towards the pumice stones in a roaring manner.

"Our Senior Brother Bai won!!"

"People from Tianjian Pavilion! Have you seen it? Our Senior Brother Bai defeated the top spot in the Divine Sword List! He is the Saint of Fighting Battle! What a scumbag you want to challenge our Senior Brother Bai and challenge our sword cultivation room? You laughed so hard!" A Dai shouted at the direction of Tianjian Pavilion with exaggerated expression.

"Hahahaha..." The disciples also laughed.

"you!!!"

The people in Tianjian Pavilion all had a gray face and were trembling with anger. But they did not dare to do it again.

Bai Ye’s amazing performance this time is undoubtedly a new star that will be side by side with Yinghua Sword and even surpass. The sect will definitely be vigorously trained, and Bai Ye’s status in the sect will also increase. How can they offend Tianjian Pavilion?

The Ninth Elder's face turned pale, his whole body was swaying with anger. He stared at Bai Ye fiercely, and his eyes looked at the drunkard Shazhi behind him.

As for the Eighth Elder Zhang Bu, his face was not much stronger than the Ninth Elder Tao Gongming. You must know that Bai Ye was brought in by him. At first he thought that this was just a mediocre and even clumsy disciple. He luckily obtained the highest recommendation order by the way of robbing dogs, so he threw it into the sword cultivation room.

But who would have thought that this disciple was so extraordinary that he was not only powerful, but also a fighting saint.

"I actually threw a fighting saint into the sword cultivation room?" Zhang Bu secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart felt bitter.

This is malfeasance!

This time, even if the great elder doesn't hold him accountable, the palace master will not spare him lightly!

"Elder Shazhi!!"

Feng Buling suddenly looked up and shouted loudly.

Sha Zhi, who was covered in wine-red face, shivered all over, hurried forward and respectfully clasped his fists: "Sha Zhi is here!"

"Starting today, the cost of your sword cultivation room is mentioned...it is the same level as Tianjian Pavilion." The elder hesitated and spoke lightly.

The Ninth Elder's face suddenly looked extremely ugly.

When Sha Zhi heard the sound, he was overjoyed and hurriedly held his fists and bowed: "Thank you, the elder!"

"You have to be welcome. You can cultivate a stunning person like Bai Ye. It can be seen that your ability is not limited to sword cultivation. After today, I will submit a seal to the palace master to repair the sword repair room, increase the personnel in the sword repair room, and reuse you well!!"

Sha Zhi's whole body trembled, and some tears came out of his old eyes. He secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, knelt down, and knocked again: "Thank you, the elder!"

With the increase in the resources of the sword cultivation room, the disciples of the sword cultivation room will no longer have such heavy loads to cultivate swords. They will have more time to practice and their strength will increase exponentially.

From today on, the sword cultivation room will no longer be the previous sword cultivation room, and will definitely change its previous decline and rise from now on.

After so many years, I finally made a comeback...

Sha Zhi thought excitedly.

"Elder Shazhi, congratulations."

The elders around congratulated each other.

"Thank you." Sha Zhi bowed one by one, crying and laughing.

The referees took out the materials from the ring and began to repair the barriers to prepare for the next game.

However, the remaining battles made everyone feel bored. Even Gongsun Mujiao summoned these seed contestants on the magic sword list to the stage, and everyone was full of a depressed expression.

The battle between Yinghua Sword and Bai Ye was really amazing. Although the remaining disciples were equally excellent, they could no longer compete with the two.

Bai Ye sat cross-legged on the pumice stone and meditated quietly. No one dared to disturb him. People only looked at him with admiration and admiration.

Other pumice stones are also polished with their eyes.

"Why is a great emperor so terrifying? Why is it still the Saint of Fighting War? What has he experienced?" Gongsun Mujiao turned back from the platform. Although she won, she was not happy at all, but looked absent-mindedly at Bai Ye.

"I have seen it in the history records of the Shengzhou Province that three thousand years ago, a semi-saint killed a great saint in public! Although the gap between the soul realm of the semi-saint and the great saint is huge, the cultivation time between the semi-saint and the great saint is almost the same as that of the great saint!" Yinghua Jian opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "The history books describe that a human heavenly soul is like a water tank. When the water tank is full, you have to change a large water tank to fill the water. The same is true for the heavenly soul. When the realm reaches, the heavenly soul will break through and the soul realm will be improved. Some people pour water into the water tank quickly, the water tank is full and the change is fast, and the soul realm can be improved very quickly. We all call this type of person a genius."

"Senior Brother Ying means that Bai Ye can be filled with water quickly and his talent is terrifying?" someone else asked hurriedly.

"No, I mean his water tank is big!" Yinghua Jian shook his head and said, "Our water tank is filled with numbers. He is still filling his water tank, but his water tank is worth dozens of us. This is an alternative genius!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized and immediately understood the meaning of Yinghua Sword.

Bai Ye may not have less time to practice than theirs, and they don’t have to be inferior to their hardships and opportunities. His talent is even more terrifying.

The reason why he has been staying in the realm of the Emperor is most likely because his big water tank is hard to fill! But his water tank is not comparable to that of an ordinary saint.

"Then if he is promoted to the Emperor Realm and enters the saint, how big will his water tank be?" Gongsun Mujiao stumbled his lower lip and said softly.

This statement fell to the ground and people suddenly felt cold.

How can this be imagined by ordinary people?

Hurry!

At this time, the game started again.

The token at the waist burst out immediately.

He hurriedly looked around and looked for his opponent, but saw a light lit up on Bai Ye, who was sitting cross-legged in the sword cultivation room.

When he saw the man, Zuozhao's face changed drastically and he was shocked.

Bai Ye also opened his eyes and looked at the token on his waist.

The whole audience was in full bloom again.

"Call it!" The fifth elder hurriedly stood up and shouted.

The people who left home also stood up and stared at Zuozhao, all their faces looking extremely ugly.

He walked and looked around.

then...

Everyone saw the fear in Zuozhao's eyes.

Going to call... I'm scared!

He has no fighting spirit!

His confidence had long been lost in the shocking battle between Bai Ye and Yinghua Jian...

If you have no fighting spirit, you will definitely lose!

The fifth elder's heart skipped a beat, and it was already half cold.

But at this moment, a voice floated from the pumice stone in the sword cultivation room in the distance.

"I admit defeat!"

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the source of the sound... Bai Ye.

"The strength in my body has not recovered yet. It is difficult to fight against the enemy in this battle. Elders, can I admit defeat, right?" Bai Ye shook his head and sighed.

"Can...of course...can..." The third elder said in a daze.

"Okay, I'll admit defeat!" Bai Ye nodded.

"The battler Bai Ye abstains from the right, the winner, go and call!"

The referee shouted.

There was noisy around.

Bai Ye admitted defeat and was eliminated, and basically no one was interested in this battle in the Heavenly Palace Sword Contest. After all, in their minds, Bai Ye is the uncrowned king.

The voice of the referee's victory floated into the ears of the call.

But he didn't seem to hear him.

He sat on the pumice stone, sighing, without any joy of victory.

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Chapter completed!