C31 Specific endurance

Returning to his residence, Shi Zhuang came over: "Chu Chen, Yan Yuexi is looking for you."

Upon hearing this name, Chu Chen felt his scalp go numb. "Why is she looking for me?"

"Hehe, how would I know what she's going to do? But it doesn't look like it's a good thing. I said, you wouldn't do anything to her right?" Shi Zhuang laughed foolishly with ill intentions.

"Die on one side." Chu Chen was speechless, is he here to kill me again? If that was the case, then he really had to hide a little. He had no other choice but to face this woman.

In the afternoon of the second day, when Chu Chen arrived at the Thousand Feet Cliff, his brows knitted slightly.

Over a dozen disciples stood by the side of the waterfall. Amongst them was the fat faced disciple who had been beaten up yesterday. Instantly, everything became clear.

However, he was not afraid. Instead, he lifted his foot and walked over slowly.

"It's him, it's him! Senior brother Wu Lang, you have to help me. This kid is too ruthless, he injured me just because I broke into the cultivation grounds." The fat face disciple cried.

A disciple beside him who had a dashing look on his face said nothing. He swept his gaze towards Chu Chen and observed him arrogantly.

"Seven stages of Bloody Martial Stage, inner court disciple!"

Chu Chen remembered what the fat faced disciple said yesterday, they went past each other and walked straight down the waterfall.

"You, stop right there." Wu Lang suddenly spoke with a cold tone that did not allow for any rejection.

Hearing this, Chu Chen didn't pay any attention to him, and continued walking as if he didn't exist.

Most of the disciples were here to watch the show, and upon seeing this scene, they couldn't help but be surprised.

"This disciple is truly arrogant. He actually ignored him and didn't even stop moving."

Wu Lang's expression became uglier and uglier as he glared fiercely at Chu Chen's back. "I'll say it again, stand still and don't let me repeat myself a third time, because before now, you no longer have the chance to regret it."

He completely ignored them and continued onward. Was he so arrogant just because he was an inner court disciple? Chu Chen sneered in his heart, if this kind of person were to rely on his current cultivation, it would be difficult for him to develop in the future.

There is nothing more infuriating than being ignored. Even the inner sect disciple Wu Lang found it difficult to maintain his poise as an expert, and shouted loudly: "You dare to beat someone, do you not dare to accept the challenge. If that is the case, how are you qualified to be a martial artist? For someone who doesn't even dare to reply, it would be better for him to just get out of the Northern Spirit Sect sooner or later. "

"I don't know what's called a martial artist, but knowing, is definitely not like you. As an inner sect disciple, you came to the outer sect to challenge me? Are you not afraid that others will laugh at you, or are you just a true warrior? " Chu Chen ridiculed, ignoring him, showing disdain, since the other party was holding onto him and not letting him go, there was no need to hold back.

Inner sect disciples generally had higher cultivation than outer sect disciples, but there were also differences in strength. If they fought, they might not lose to the opponent.

"What a sharp tongue." Wu Lang sneered coldly. He had already said so. If he were to make a move directly, then as an inner disciple, he would lose his dignity.

"What do you want to do?"

"So what if you're an inner court disciple? I'm not afraid. If you want to determine the outcome, I'll bet with you. Do you dare?"

"Why would a mere outer sect disciple not dare? In order to manifest my status as an inner court disciple, I'll allow you to make your request." Wu Lang's straightforward reply caused the surrounding disciples to feel admiration for him. He was truly worthy of being an inner disciple. With this demeanor, it was hard to imagine what kind of bet that kid could come up with.

"This thousand foot torrent possesses incredible power. Let's go to the waterfall to sit down and see who can last longer and win. What do you think?"

When he said that, everyone was startled, they looked at each other, the brat was truly arrogant, the competition had something to do with his own cultivation, his cultivation was strong, his spirit energy was abundant, so naturally he would be able to hold on for a long time, and with his lower cultivation, he would definitely lose, why did he not understand, why did Chu Chen raise this request, wasn't he slapping himself in the face?

"Haha, and here I thought it was some kind of competition. It's just so-so. You're bound to lose." Wu Lang grinned.

"Without a competition, what qualifications do you have to say that I've lost?"

"With my cultivation at the seventh level of Bloody Martial Stage, suppressing you would be easier than crushing an ant to death. I can determine that you won't even be able to last for the time it takes to burn an incense stick." Wu Lang said confidently, his eyes staring straight at Chu Chen, as if he was sure that Chu Chen would take advantage of him.

It would be too easy for him to win this competition with his own cultivation. However, it would also save him a lot of energy. At the same time, he would also gain the respect and respect of others.

"It's too boring to compete in a simple manner. Why don't we make a bet?" Chu Chen said slowly. He sneered in his heart, it was because he had grabbed Wu Lang's confidence that he made this request. He had already cultivated for such a long time, and with his current abilities, he could sit cross-legged under the waterfall for two and a half hours.

"If you lose, I'll do whatever I want with it. If I lose, you can make any request you want." Wu Lang said, he did not even think that he would lose, this was definitely impossible, he only wanted to see Chu Chen lose in a sorry state.

"I agree to your request. If you lose, my request is very simple, apologize to me. Also, slap yourself and take your men and scram, never appear in my sight."

Wu Lang's eyes darkened, he stared straight at Chu Chen, apologizing, I'm afraid I was overthinking it, how could I lose?

"Enough nonsense, hurry up and begin."

"You haven't agreed yet." Chu Chen said.

"Hmph. Are you afraid that I, an inner court disciple, will go back on my word? I, Wu Lang, promise to fight with you. If I lose, I'll apologize to you, slap myself, and take everyone away."

"Looks like this kid is finished. Wu Lang will definitely win. Even if he loses an arm or a leg, it would be considered light." The surrounding disciples sighed.

The fat faced disciple on the other hand, had a complacent expression on his face. Looking at Chu Chen, he couldn't wait to kill him.

"Since that's the case, let's start then. I don't have that much time." As Chu Chen said this, he leapt onto the cyan stone.

Water splashed in all directions as the impact force of a thousand jin of force smashed into his body, producing a muffled sound.

The surrounding disciples were all shocked. It seemed simple, but if they were to be stuck in the circulation of the spirit energy, all of their internal organs could explode in an instant.

"You're just putting on an act. Let's see how capable you are." Wu Lang sneered, he moved quickly, and when his body came in contact with the water, he could not help but shiver in fear, he looked at Chu Chen coldly, as though he was training.

"This power is so tyrannical, and this kid is not panicking at all?" But no matter what, he had to continue. If not, where would his face go, and if he was at the seventh stage of the Bloody Martial Stage, even if his opponent was only a disciple of the outer sect, he would still not be able to become that strong?

"You're definitely acting. You want to put pressure on me? How can I be fooled by you?" Wu Lang thought to himself as he made this deduction. Then, he circulated his Yuan Power and sat down cross-legged.

However, compared to Chu Chen's calmness, his heart was filled with panic. He simply could not endure it, and could only bitterly resist.