The Reborn Pill Emperor

Many congratulatory words were heard, accompanied by the divine splendor of his fellow disciples. Ye Bufan responded with a smile on his face.    

    

When they looked at each other, they gave each other a warm smile. Everything was in silence!    

    

Although the senior brothers were very curious about Hsiao Tianyang's sword being unable to pierce Ye Bufan's body, none of them did not know what to ask. After all, this was his secret.    

    

Everyone's eyes began to focus on the third ring!    

    

Eldest Senior Brother Lee Zhile's opponent wasn't a direct disciple of the five Palace Masters, and his strength wasn't weak. He was also a Ninth Rank of Qi Stage, and with his agile movement technique, he shuttled through Lee Zhile's sword curtain. However, it seemed like he was already exhausted, and his speed was obviously much slower than before. There were several times when he was surrounded by danger.    

    

Lee Zhile controlled the initiative in the field, each attack holding back some strength. It did not consume much of his inner strength, and he did not want to take credit for it. Even if the opponent left some chances, Lee Zhile did not care. He steadily increased his advantage bit by bit.    

    

Finally, when the opponent's speed weakened again, Lee Zhile's palm landed on the opponent's chest. The opponent flew down from the arena with a splash of blood.    

    

Standing up and checking his body, he only suffered some minor injuries. Knowing that Lee Zhile showed mercy, he bowed and turned around to walk towards the Martial Arts Hall's main gate.    

    

Lee Zhile's expression did not change at all. There was no joy of victory. In the blink of an eye, his junior brother and junior sister were looking at him with a smile. They also came down from the arena and walked towards the grandstand.    

    

Lee Zhile, who had been focusing on his match, did not know the result of the other three people's matches. After asking, he found out that Ye Bufan and Yunqing had both advanced to the top ten. Yung Ruoyu, on the other hand, had been eliminated. After comforting Yung Ruoyu a few times, he gave some encouragement to Ye Bufan and Yunqing.    

    

At this moment, the result of the match in the tenth ring was also out.    

    

The tenth seeded contestant in the last elite competition, Chen Qingyun, the ninth disciple of the Great Palace Master, was eliminated by his opponent, but his opponent was not the official disciple of the five Great Palace Masters.    

    

Next, in the eighth ring, Leng Yunfeng, the sixth disciple of the Great Hall Master, had also eliminated the eighth candidate in the last term and made it to the top ten!    

    

Looking at the results that were announced one after another, Lee Zhile, who had always been mature and steady, said with a smile, "Now, three of us from the line of the Great Hall Master have entered the top ten. This is an extremely rare result that hasn't been seen in many years. I believe that Master will be very happy!"    

    

Other than Ye Bufan and Yunqing who did not feel much, the other disciples also had happy smiles on their faces. Even the defeated Yung Ruoyu had a look of relief on her face.    

    

When they thought about the last time, only the eldest senior brother of Blue Dragon Palace had entered the top ten, each of them had a feeling of exaltation and exaltation.    

    

They were not in a hurry to leave the arena. They also wanted to know who was in the top ten this year. After all, in the top ten matches, they would have a higher chance of winning if they knew more about their opponents.    

    

Another two hours passed. When the last match had come to an end, the new top ten of the Elite Competition had finally come out!    

    

Battle Ring # 1: Loong Potian (First Disciple of the Great Hall Master), Battle Ring # 2: Ao Tianxiang (First Disciple of Fourth Palace Lord), Battle Ring # 3: Lee Zhile (First Disciple of Second Palace Lord), Battle Ring # 4: Hee Qingxuan (First Disciple of Third Palace Lord), Battle Ring # 5: Yunqing, Battle Ring # 6: Lin Feihong (Second Disciple of the Fifth Hall Master), Battle Ring # 7: Ye Bufan, Battle Ring # 8: Leng Yunfeng (Sixth Disciple of the Great Hall Master), Battle Ring # 9: Qi Qiang (Eighth Disciple of the Great Hall Master), Battle Ring # 10: Wei Zijie.    

    

Due to the rise of Ye Bufan and Yunqing, Second Palace Lord and the line of the Great Hall Master each had three spots in the top ten, which broke the rule that the line of the Great Hall Master had monopolized for a long time.    

    

But because of this, the share of the other halls had been reduced. Now, the other three halls only had one spot each, and the other was occupied by another official disciple.    

    

The top ten of the last year had been replaced by four people this year, which was rarely seen in previous competitions. The five Palace Masters who were the leaders of the Aoyun Sect were also delighted. After all, this indicated that the disciples of the Aoyun Sect were constantly improving.    

    

Of course, the Palace Masters who were watching Ye Bufan and Yunqing's outstanding performance didn't feel good either. If they were the ones who went down the mountain to recruit outer sect disciples, it would be them. Now, the glory of the top ten competition had fallen on their faces.    

    

With the birth of the top ten, the smile on Meng Lingfeng's face never faded. Although they were all from the same sect, but all these years... The disciples were diligent and diligent, but their talent was still slightly lacking compared to the line of the Head Palace Master. He did not expect Ye Bufan and Yunqing to fight for such glory for him!    

    

Peerless Palace!    

    

The disciples of Blue Dragon Palace who had returned from Martial Arts Hall gathered together. Each and every one of them was excited, and they were all beaming with joy as they talked about the intricacies of each arena.    

    

"It's done! Tomorrow is the top ten ranking competition. Everyone, don't disturb the rest of Bufan and Yunqing!" Although Lee Zhile's state of mind was still somewhat difficult to calm down, as the eldest senior brother, he was more aware of his current responsibility.    

    

Ye Bufan and Yunqing exchanged a few pleasantries before returning to their rooms to rest. After all, today's battle had consumed a lot of their energy.    

    

"Miss should not have used the Thousand Severing Slash today!" After Yunqing returned to her room, the man called Uncle Jian suddenly appeared out of thin air.    

    

Although the Thousand Absolute Chop did not reveal his true identity, it could still be guessed. The corner of Yunqing's mouth slightly curled up and said indifferently, "It's alright. Anyway, I'm leaving!" It was just that when she spoke of leaving, there was an unexplainable melancholy in her indifference...    

    

Seeing the sad look of this young lady who had watched her grow up since young, Uncle Jian also felt a wave of tender love in his heart. He sighed softly and did not say anything else before disappearing into the air again.    

    

The battle today did not consume much of Ye Bufan's energy. When he returned to his room, he immediately lowered his head and checked the black bead pattern on his Dantian.    

    

However, no matter how much Ye Bufan focused his attention on it, he even released his Divine Sense to cover its surface. However, when Hsiao Tianyang's sword was about to stab him, he did not notice anything unusual. Ye Bufan could clearly feel a strange force coming from the pattern, blocking the sword.    

    

After thinking for a long time, he still had no idea what was going on. Ye Bufan began to recall today's battle. He began to calculate the gains and losses in his battle, and find out what mistakes he had made.    

    

While Ye Bufan was thinking, the inner strength in his body circulated at a much faster speed than usual.    

    

A part of the inner strength that was produced by the continuous circulation of inner strength was stored in his dantian, and another part was hidden in all the acupoints in his body, constantly tempering the acupoints in his body.    

    

Ye Bufan had a premonition that he would break through to the Eighth Rank of Qi Stage very soon! Perhaps it wouldn't take more than three years... Thinking of this, the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth unconsciously curved upwards.    

    

The top ten ranking competition!    

    

The Aoyun Sect's elite competition was of utmost importance! In order to increase the enthusiasm of the inner sect disciples, even outer sect disciples who had reached the seventh level of the Power Stage and above were qualified to watch the battle!    

    

The Martial Arts Hall of Aoyun Palace was bustling with activity at this moment. All outer sect disciples who had just entered this place for the first time. They were staring at the official disciples and personal disciples with envy in their eyes, and they were determined to cultivate with all their effort. They hoped that one day, they would be able to stand proudly in this place. They hoped that they would have the chance to stand in the arena of Martial Arts Hall.    

    

The official disciples looked at those outer circle disciples, and a sense of superiority emerged in their hearts. Especially after witnessing the wonderful performance of those senior brothers, their confidence had obviously suffered a blow. However, at this moment, they were able to make up for it with some of the outer disciples.    

    

At this moment, a young man wearing the outer circle disciple uniform was shuttling back and forth in the crowd. He saw that all the official disciples were fawning over him with charming smiles on their faces, "Senior brother, have you seen senior brother Ye Bufan?"    

    

"He's the champion of the last outer circle disciple selection competition, the one Second Palace Lord took in as his disciple!" Mengtian, who had just arrived at the Aoyun Palace's Martial Arts Hall, started to inquire about Ye Bufan.    

    

According to Ye Bufan's reputation in this competition, Mengtian could easily find out about him. However, Mengtian asked the disciples of the main hall master's line without looking at them.    

    

Ye Bufan had been advancing all the way, but he had stepped on the disciples of the Great Palace Master's line. Yunqing had also eliminated a disciple of the Great Palace Master. With their relationship, it was only natural that they would be remembered by Ye Bufan.    

    

Now that the Great Lord's line and Second Palace Lord's line had three people who had advanced to the top ten, the disciples of their respective sects were secretly competing with each other. When they saw Mengtian asking them about Ye Bufan, the disciples of the Great Hall Master felt that Mengtian was mocking them on purpose.    

    

"I don't know!" One of them replied snappily.    

    

Mengtian, who had been working at the bottom of society for a long time, naturally had no problem observing people's expressions. He saw that their expressions were not good. After greeting them with a smile on his face, he moved to the side.    

    

"It seems like Mr Ye isn't very happy in Aoyun Sect. I just asked those people. It seems like they still have some hostility towards Mr Ye!" As soon as Mengtian finished his words, Faang Mingjie and the others had worried expressions on their faces. Although they were quite far away, the expressions of those people just now... Everyone saw it too.    

    

Fang Mingqiang also said with a trace of anger, "Who cares! If Mr Ye isn't happy, then so what if we don't stay in Aoyun Sect!"    

    

The few of them nodded at the same time.    

    

At this moment, a familiar figure walked over. "Are you Senior Brother Ye's friends?"    

    

Looking at the person in formal disciple attire, the few of them kept searching this familiar figure in their memories. Mengtian. Mr Ye suddenly remembered and said, "I know you. You are the one who scored more than Mr Ye in the outer circle competition. And then you got third place among the outer circle disciples and advanced to become an official disciple?"    

    

Ho Yinfeng nodded and said, "I didn't expect you guys to still remember me. In total, we have entered the sect at the same time!"    

    

Looking at Ho Yinfeng's official disciple uniform, the four of them looked at him with envy. Mengtian said sourly, "You entered the sect at the same time, but you are now an official disciple. We are still in the outer region! Sigh, we can't compare! "    

    

Ho Yinfeng was amused by Mengtian's behavior and said, "There is no way to compare! Compared to Brother Ye, there is no way to compare! That Mr Ye of yours has already entered the top ten of the Elite Competition! We'll see his match today! " Speaking up to this point, Ho Yinfeng was also looking forward to it, even though he was also a 1st level Qi Stage expert. He thought back to two years ago when everyone had the ability to fight in the Nature's Mystery Mountain and River Diagram. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand three moves from Ye Bufan!    

    

Faang Mingjie and the other three were sincerely happy when they heard that Ye Bufan had actually achieved such a result.    

    

"Did Mr Ye offend a lot of people in Aoyun Sect? Why didn't they tell me about Mr Ye when I asked others?" Meng Ling pointed at those people as she spoke.    

    

Ho Yinfeng recognized them as the disciples of the Great Lord. He explained the reason to them and they were shocked.    

    

"How strong is Mr Ye's current cultivation base?" Hearing Ye Bufan's results, Fang Mingqiang couldn't help but wonder in his heart.    

    

"Seventh Rank of Qi Stage!" Ho Yinfeng said firmly.    

    

The four of them were stunned once again. They looked around, wishing they could see Ye Bufan now.