Chapter 11 The First Disciple of the Outer Sect

　　Hoo hoo hoo hoo ...... 　　In the small, flat courtyard, a figure practiced his fist in all directions, and the strong wind brought up by the force of his rigid fist blew the dust on the ground and spun endlessly. 　　"Drink!" 　　After a set of punches, the figure suddenly exerted force, two punches in a row struck the waist-thick hardwood stake, with a kaboom sound, the stake could not withstand the destruction of the fist force, breaking into two in the middle, the upper half of it fluttered out seven or eight meters, disintegrating into thinly shredded strips of wood in the air. 　　"Fist power is finally rigid and flexible." 　　There was still one last day before breaking into the Wooden Man Alley, Ye Chuan didn't generate any thoughts of slacking off, and wholeheartedly honed his Vajra Fist skills, while his powerful soul force allowed him to clearly feel every inch of his body's hair, and at will, he was able to fuse the strength of all parts into one, generating a deeper level of explosive power. 　　"I guess the person who created the Vajra Fist didn't necessarily cultivate it to the highest realm, I have the advantage in this, but the other party's advantage of creating their own martial arts compares me to them." 　　Laughing bitterly at his own boring thoughts, Ye Chen shook his head and walked towards the stone table not far away. 　　A white porcelain bottle was placed on the round stone table, the mouth of the bottle was sealed with a mahogany stopper, it was none other than a hundred taels of silver bottle of Body Refining Cream. 　　Boo! 　　Ye Chuan plucked the stopper and turned the mouth of the bottle downwards, soon, the milky yellow liquid flowed into his palm, and a faint fragrance filled the air. 　　Taking off his clothes, Ye Chuan dipped his hands in the Body Refining Cream and wiped his entire body. 　　"So painful." A few breaths passed, Ye Chuan only felt the fiery heat slowly penetrate from the surface of the skin, gradually invading into the muscles, blood as well as bones, as if there were ants drilling into it, a little itchy with a painful sensation. 　　Dropping his head to look, only to see the sturdy body surface muscles tangled, shiny, like the most ferocious cheetah, streamlined body type is very explosive, it is difficult to imagine that this is a fourteen year old teenager's physique, of course, and Xu Jing that seems to be a delicate body compared to Ye Chuan is still more than twice as bad. 　　After exercising slightly for a while, Ye Chuan put on his clothes, took on his steel sword, and went out of the courtyard door towards the Announcement Square in the western area of the Liuyun Sect. 　　The announcement square was the place where the Liu Yun Sect released some big events, the event of the opening of the Woodman's Alley tomorrow should have already been released, after all, there were many newcomers who were still in a state of confusion, and did not know what matters of attention there were, just like Ye Chuan at the beginning. 　　In fact, Ye Dust does not need to go on purpose, the know he knows, basically there will be no change, but now he is different, can not be passive life, everything to take the initiative, strive to do everything, sometimes it happens to be the details determine success or failure. 　　What's more, the day before breaking into Woodman's Alley, the announcement plaza must have gathered a lot of people, so it's just the right opportunity to watch the strength of others. 　　Along the way, Ye Chuan realized that in the more than two years since he came to Liuyun Sect, he didn't have a playful friend, think about it, it's really a failure. 　　With a bitter smile, Ye Chuan envied the surrounding groups of outer disciples, watching them talk and laugh, so not happy and wanton. 　　The announcement square arrived, looking around, a hundred feet wide, quadrangular marble square appeared in sight, and in front of the square, a huge wall was erected there, on which a giant white paper was pasted with the five big black words 'Breaking into the Woodman's Alley Competition'. 　　As the crowd stepped into the square, Ye Chuan's ears were filled with all kinds of voices. 　　"Last year, the first place winner of the Woodman Alley Breaking Competition was the first disciple of the Outer Sect, Wu Zongming, I wonder who it will be this year?" 　　"I think nine times out of ten it will still be Wu Zongming, who knows how far his strength has progressed in half a year." 　　"Fair enough, but I'm more optimistic about Zhang Haoran, the first genius of the outer disciples." 　　"Zhang Haoran! It's that rare genius who is thirteen years old and whose cultivation has reached the tenth level of the Qi Practicing Realm!" 　　"That's not true, I heard that when he joined the Flowing Cloud Sect at the age of twelve, he already had the strength of the seventh layer of the Qi Practicing Realm, and now only a year has passed and he has jumped from the seventh layer of the Qi Practicing Realm to the tenth layer, the speed of his cultivation is unbelievable." 　　One person laughed coldly, "No matter how talented Zhang Haoran is, he has only just entered the tenth layer of the Qi Practicing Realm, don't forget that Wu Zongming was at the tenth layer of the Qi Practicing Realm half a year ago, and now he's afraid that he's only half a step away from the Condensing Realm." 　　"Heh heh, to put it nicely it's half a step away, to put it badly it's a failed rush, otherwise it would have reached the Condensation Realm long ago." The person who spoke had a square face and thin lips with a slight mean color. 　　"You dare to insult Wu Zongming." The outer disciple who spoke for Fang Zongming had an angry face. 　　The square-faced disciple did not show any weakness, "I know you're Wu Zongming's friend, but I'm not, I'm just being practical and reasonable to wherever I am." 　　"Hmph, what a reasonable one." 　　Suddenly, a clear and cold voice came over, and immediately afterward, a stern aura created out of nothing, as if it was sweeping like a whirlwind. 　　The crowd stared fixedly, a few dozen paces away, a young man carrying a long sword and dressed in blue stood upright, his gaze fixed on the person who was mocking him. 　　It was the first disciple of the Outer Sect - Wu Zongming. 　　Ye Chuan stood aside with interest, secretly saying: there's a show to watch. 　　The square-faced disciple who had previously described Wu Zongming as worthless seemed to be intimidated by the other party's aura, and stammered, "Didn't I ...... what I said ...... the truth?" 　　Wu Zongming sneered, "Do you know what I hate the most about people? It's the coward who speaks ill of others behind their backs, now I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins, if you can receive a palm from me, this matter will be over, dare or not!" 　　A palm! The square-faced disciple's eyes flickered, his cultivation was at the eighth level of the Qi Practicing Realm, there was a whole two levels difference between him and Wu Zongming, but he shouldn't have much of a problem accepting a palm, at most he would suffer a minor injury, while if he didn't accept it, he would really be a coward, and in the future, he would not be able to hold his head up in front of the crowd. 　　"Good, one palm is one palm, what fear!" 　　After saying that, his figure slightly arched, his right arm hanging down, his clothes were windless, obviously gathering internal qi into his right arm. 　　"This is the start of the Little Nightjar Palm!" Someone could see the name and couldn't help but say it. 　　The square-faced disciple smiled triumphantly, the Little Night Fork Palm was a human-level high-grade martial art, originally, with his status, he should not be able to obtain this martial art, but his uncle was an outer sect elder of the Liuyun Sect, so it was not a snap to prepare a human-level high-grade martial art for him. 　　With the Little Night Fork Palm, he was confident that he would be able to take a move from Wu Zongming, and perhaps not lose the battle, and then his name would be known. 　　Wu Zongming's face remained unchanged as he faintly said, "Are you ready?" 　　The square-faced disciple raised his eyes, "Ready and waiting." 　　At this time, everyone held their breath and looked at the two with unblinking eyes, one was the number one disciple of the outer sect, and the other was an outer sect disciple of the eighth layer of the qi cultivation realm, both sides only exchanged one move, but from this, they should be able to see part of their strength, even if they couldn't see it, it would be good to have a long look at them.