In front of the tower curtain, ten feet long and three feet wide, dozens of disciples of the Falan Sect who stopped to watch looked at the bloody Besgele, who were teleported out, all showed regretful expressions.

Bethel was defeated!

Even though his cultivation level has exceeded the eighth level of the innate level and his cultivation level is far beyond the past, he still has not been able to pass the seventh level of the Tower of Heaven.

"Don't be depressed, after all, you have just broken through to the eighth level of the innate." Looking at Besgeler with a frustrated face, Yucheng smiled again and joked: "I think I am talented. When I first broke through to the eighth level of the innate, I only barely passed the seventh level."

This seems to be comforting, but in fact it is telling Besgele: You are not as good as me.

Besgele was nearly two meters tall, burly, and exuded a strong aura all over his body. In addition, he was covered in blood at this moment, like a Shura Vajra.

"Shut up." Hearing Yucheng's words, Beschele glared at him and shouted loudly.

"You are so vicious that I am too lazy to care about you. I want to act wildly. Let's talk when you reach the eighth level!" Yu Cheng's smile became stronger. He said deliberately after everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Around them, dozens of onlookers of the Falan Sect looked at each other, unable to help but show a strange look.

They naturally knew that Yucheng and Beschele have always been a stubborn match. Whenever they seized the opportunity, they would sneer at the other party. At this time, Beschele had not yet reached the eighth floor, so it was no wonder that Yucheng, who had already reached the eighth floor, would seize the opportunity to sneer at the other party.

The disciples of the Falan Sect do not enter the Foundation Establishment Stage, and everyone is a brother and sister, and at the same time, they are all competitors.

"I originally thought that someone could bring me some surprises and some pressure, but unfortunately it was too bad, which made me unable to raise my fighting spirit! Why do I think someone was not as good as that acquired bastard, which could bring me some surprises!" Yu Cheng sighed, and his eyes fell on the tower curtain again.

"You're looking for death!" Bethjiele's eyes widened, and his eyes burst into anger.

Acquired realm?

Dozens of people around suddenly seemed to think of something and looked at the tower curtain. It was at this moment that the row of words at the bottom of the light curtain changed at the rear: Ye Tong, the acquired realm, the seventh mountain and the seventh peak, and the third floor of the tower.

The third floor?

In an instant, the whole scene became dead silent.

Almost everyone showed a dull look, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. Many of them even raised their arms and rubbed their eyes hard, trying to confirm whether they were dazzled.

Yucheng looked at Besgeller with anger on his face, feeling particularly satisfied. He was very happy to see Besgeller's angry look.

However.

The surroundings suddenly became as quiet as death, which attracted Yu Cheng's attention. His surprised eyes swept across everyone's faces and found that the hall door was staring at the tower curtain with an incredible look. A little confused suddenly arises in his heart. When he followed everyone's eyes and looked at the tower curtain, the smile on his face froze.

"Ye Tong...the third layer? How is it possible?"

“怎么可能?那个该死的混账东西,他只是后天境界啊!连他娘的后天九重都没到,一个炼气八重的家伙,怎么可能闯到第三层?”禹城气急败坏的吼叫着,之后也鬼使神差的抬起手臂,用力揉了揉自己的眼睛,确定自己没有眼花后,顿时浓浓的愤怒情绪在心头炸开.

The eighth level of Qi Refining? The third level of the tower of climbing the sky?

Everyone thought Ye Tong was at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining. At this moment, many people were even scared to death when they heard Yucheng's words. You know, although the Ninth Level of Qi Refining and the Eighth Level of Qi Refining are only one level, the gap in strength is still very big!

if……

If a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi refining reaches the third level, they can barely accept it, but if it is only the eighth level of Qi refining, it is too terrifying, right? If it is a normal human, how can it be so far?

"Yucheng, do you have a grudge against that acquired cultivator?" Beschele was originally full of anger, but when he noticed Yucheng's incredible and angry, he suddenly seemed to figure out something, and a thoughtful look appeared on his rough face.

"A acquired cultivator is worthy of making enemies with me? I just dislike him and find an opportunity to beat him up." Seeing Ye Tong's cultivation level breaking through two levels of the tower of the sky, Yucheng's mentality was already a little unbalanced, and he shouted without thinking.

"Hahaha……"

Bethel's anger dissipated, replaced by a bit of pleasure.

"Miaomiaomiao, it's really wonderful. You are really promising! You actually bullied a junior brother in the acquired realm! What about your face? Are you shameless? Why? When I saw someone breaking to the third level when he was at the eighth level of Qi refining, I felt uncomfortable? Hahaha..."

Yucheng's face turned pale in an instant, regretting that he shouldn't have said nothing.

Besgele slapped him for fear. Although he didn't pass the seventh floor, he was a little depressed. Later, he was ridiculed by Yucheng, but he looked unhappy.

"Ye Tong? What a good name! This junior brother is good, really good. When you grow up in the future, you will definitely be the peerless genius of my Falan Sect. When you look back and wait for him to come out, you must ask him to drink a few bowls of wine and exchange feelings. Brothers and sisters, are you saying I'm right?" It's rare to see Yucheng losing his composure, Besjiele slapped and praised.

"That's right!" Several disciples of the Falan Sect who were not afraid of Yucheng responded with a smile.

The eighth level of Qi Refining!

You can reach the third level in this state. As Bethel said, if the young man really grows up in the future, he will definitely be very dazzling. Being able to make friends with such an excellent young talent is definitely a good thing that only makes money but not loses.

Yucheng was so angry that he almost couldn't help but tear Besgele and those who catered to the guys.

Then Ye Tong...how is that possible!

Yucheng had imagined before that the other party should not even be able to get through a layer, and would even set the most embarrassing record in the history of the Falan Sect.

But the other party not only passed through the first floor, but also passed through the second floor and directly entered the third floor.

Yucheng was originally waiting, waiting for Ye Tong to be teleported out, and then he sarcastically mocked the other party, making the guy look disgraceful, and he would walk around when he saw him in the future.

But now... I can't stay anymore!

Yucheng, with a feeling of aggrievance, ignored Besgell's sarcasm, turned around and walked towards the distance. If it weren't for the public's eyes, he would have wanted to run.

Just after Yucheng left, suddenly, a figure covered in blood appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

After Ye Tong was teleported from the third floor of the Tower of Heaven, he could not suppress the boiling blood in his body. He gulp of blood spurted out. After confirming that he had escaped from danger, his spirit suddenly became depressed.

"It's so perverted!" Ye Tong moaned helplessly!

Ye Tong had just entered the third level and was not very good at all, but was attacked by a bald man. The terrifying punch directly knocked him away. If he hadn't avoided the vital parts, he might have killed him.

"Junior Brother Ye, is it okay?"

When Besgeler saw Ye Tong's name disappear on the tower curtain, he immediately judged that the young man in front of him was Ye Tong, who was the acquired junior brother, who supported Ye Tong with the broad big slap and asked with some concern.

Besgele has a good impression of Ye Tong and very much likes him.

Besgeler felt like a mirror in his heart. If it weren't for Ye Tong's unexpected performance, Yu Cheng's words that made Yu Cheng angry would probably be sarcastic. It was him who was sarcastic. It was Ye Tong, which caused the situation to change completely, and in the end, Yu Cheng was pissed away.

"fine!"

Ye Tong raised his sore arm, wiped off the blood on his lips, shook his head, looked at the Shura vinca, and said in confusion: "What is this senior brother?"

"Basgeler..."

"Junior Brother Ye, you are very good, very good. You can actually reach the third level of Qi Refining at the eighth level. Let's ask us that we can never do it when we are at the level of your cultivation. Even if our cultivation level breaks through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, we will never reach the third level. You... give us a face!" Besjiele introduced himself, and then touched the shiny bald head casually.

Long face?

Ye Tong was even more confused by Bethjiele's words.

However.

"Senior Brother Besjiele, do you have a grudge with Yucheng?" When a kind-hearted innate master told the story of Yucheng being angry just now, Ye Tong suddenly realized.

"No grudge, we are senior brothers, how can we have grudges! Hahaha... we are all disciples of the Falan Sect, so we compete! Of course we have to suppress each other at all levels. Ah, this time, I am a little embarrassed, and I haven't made it through the seventh floor tower, but Yucheng's face turned blue by you, which is so satisfying!" Besjiele said and laughed out loud.

"I'm afraid I offended him even more harshly." Ye Tong shook his head with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, Brother Ye, I will be your backer in the future. If Yucheng dares to bully you, tell me directly, I will blow his eggs." Besjiele raised his arm and wanted to pat Ye Tong's shoulder hard, but after seeing the bloody wound on Ye Tong's shoulder, he immediately withdrew his hand, squirted his chest and said boldly.

Ye Tong's mouth tilted slightly, and she was so happy!

"Senior Brother Besjiele, you are such a great person. If anyone dares to bully me in the future, I will report my senior brother's name. I believe that my senior brother is really not afraid of him." A strange color flashed in Ye Tong's eyes, and his attitude changed instantly, and he looked very close.

"Of course I'm not afraid of him! The disciples of the entire Falan Sect, except those strong men who have already broken through to the foundation-building stage, I, Besjiele, are afraid of? None of them. If anyone bullies you in the future, even if he dares to bully you, whoever dares to bully you directly come to the third peak of the second mountain to find me, my senior brother will beat them up." Besjiele's eyes lit up when he heard Ye Tong's flattery and seemed very proud.

"I can hear it from my words, Brother Besjiele, you will be my idol in the future." Ye Tong shamelessly praised the other party.
Chapter completed!