Fang Qingxue was worried that Yang Xuan\'s injury would worsen, and hurriedly said, "Brother Yang, stop talking, I\'ll take you back."

"Um."

Yang Xuan also wanted to hurry back to heal his injuries, so he clenched his fists to Wang Man, and was supported by Fang Qingxue and left.

Wherever Yang Xuan walked, many outer disciples gave way. They were so shocked today, even more shocked than knowing that Yang Xuan had ascended to the ninth floor of the Gravity Tower, because Yang Xuan actually resisted Bai Haitang twenty times. Gravity pressure.

This is twice the gravity of the tenth floor of the Gravity Tower. They couldn\'t believe how terrifying it was. However, Yang Xuan actually resisted it. Although he is not seriously injured now, he is very embarrassed, but it is shocking enough. When the news spreads, the entire Seven Profound Gate will shake.

"Hehe, this kid is crazy. I hope the outer door is bigger and he can be more crazy than he is." Dong Liang was also a little shocked, but he left without calling him when he saw Yang Xuan. Angry, a sinister smirk came out of his mouth.

"He is not easy. If you dare to underestimate him, you will suffer a big loss." Wang Man said solemnly.

"Don\'t grow the anger of others and destroy your own prestige, he is nothing more than a stronger body."

"He defeated Tie Feng, so how could his combat experience be bad? Also, he has already broken through to the fourth level of the Body Tempering Realm, so he is definitely a formidable enemy."

"So fast, I heard people say that he only broke through to the third level of the quenching realm more than ten days ago!?"

"Yeah, I can\'t figure it out either. This kind of training speed is terrifying."

...

Returning to the residence, Yang Xuan did not delay, and used the Xuanwu Dalijue to heal the wound.

Thanks to the magical effect of the Xuanwu Vigorous Art, he would have to lie in bed for ten days and a half even if he were to apply healing herbs.

In just half an hour, his injuries were completely healed, there was no wound on his body, and his whole person became fierce.

"Brother Yang, are your injuries all healed?"

Fang Qingxue stayed quietly not far away, and when she saw Yang Xuan put away that weird posture, she ran over immediately.

"Well, it\'s all good."

Yang Xuan smiled brightly, his snow-white teeth gleaming. Although he was a bit suffocated by the pressure of Bai Haitang\'s gravity martial arts today, his physical body recovered after being injured, and his physical body also became a little stronger.

What pleased him the most was that he resisted Bai Haitang\'s twenty times gravity, his mental will became more condensed, and his heart of martial arts became firmer.

"Brother Yang, your injury is just right, don\'t go to the Gravity Tower to practice tomorrow, just take good care of yourself at your residence, and Xue\'er will bring you a little meal."

Fang Qingxue also saw that Yang Xuan\'s injury had healed, so he left a sentence and ran away quickly.

"What a shy little girl!" Yang Xuan laughed secretly, knowing that the little girl was shy because he said he wanted to marry her earlier.

Time flies, three days have passed.

Tomorrow will be the day when the outer gate will be bigger and bigger than it will be.

Yang Xuan is not nervous, his eyes are full of the belief that he will win. For him, the outer door is big and the ratio is only the first step in his rise, and no one can stop his edge.

As night fell, Fang Qingxue came with food.

In the yard, the breeze was breezy, and the little girl sat on the stone bench beside her, her hands resting on her gradually chin, and quietly watched Yang Xuan eat.

Yang Xuan\'s eating appearance is still ugly, but Fang Qingxue is no longer surprised. Not only that, she has a shallow smile on her face.

Seeing the smile on her face, Yang Xuan\'s mind was swayed, and he was in a daze. After a while, he came back to his senses and continued to gobble.

After a long time, when Yang Xuan finished eating, Fang Qingxue asked, "Brother Yang, are you going to participate in the outer door competition tomorrow?"

"Um!"

Yang Xuan nodded.

"Brother Yang will definitely win the big and the first place." Fang Qingxue waved her pink fist and had great confidence in Yang Xuan.

"Haha, of course, this time the outer door is bigger than the first place, but Xue\'er, if Big Brother Yang wins the first place, do you have any rewards?"

"Yang, what does Brother Yang want?"

"Hehe, it\'s very simple, Xue\'er let me kiss her."

"Yang, Big Brother Yang is really bad, Xue\'er is ignoring you."

Fang Qingxue was heartbroken and fled.

...

The next day, the sky was bright.

Yang Xuan was dressed in black, carrying an iron sword, and went straight to the martial arts arena.

That\'s right, the martial arts arena is the venue for this time. Half a month ago, the martial arts field had posted a bulletin board with the specific rules of the outer door and the ratio, the venue, the date of the event, and the date of the event. Ten prizes, etc.

On the way, many outer disciples swarmed to the martial arts arena in groups of three or five. Many people also looked at Yang Xuan frequently, and they all noticed that Yang Xuan was different.

Although Yang Xuan\'s strength has grown by leaps and bounds recently, he was still very easy-going when he didn\'t do anything, and he always had a cynical smile on his face.

But now, his handsome face is full of sharp edges and corners, his dark and deep eyes are full of radiance, and his whole body is full of sharpness, and his whole person is like an unsheathed sword. No strangers are allowed in.

"What a strong aura, this guy seems to be big, and he is bound to win the first place!"

No one dared to speak until Yang Xuan strode away.

"No, it\'s the first time I\'ve seen him so cold, it\'s like drawing a sword to kill."

"It\'s just a bluff, his strength is very strong, but compared to Li Yunfei, Zhou Kun, Zhang Shaoyun, Dong Liang, Wang Man and others, they are still a little bit worse. Those people have the strength to kill monsters by leaps and bounds!"

"It\'s hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker, let\'s wait and see."

"Yeah, it\'s a pity that this time the outer door is bigger and the rules are changed. With our strength, we can only be a spectator."

...

The martial arts arena is not far from the gravity tower. From a distance, it is a huge ring building that can accommodate thousands of people.

As he got closer and closer to the martial arts arena, Yang Xuan heard bursts of noises from afar.

When he passed through a huge arched stone gate and stepped into the martial arts arena, he found that the place was already crowded with people, and the stands in the south, south, north and west were densely packed, and almost all the disciples and sons of the outer disciples came.

In the center was a square plaza paved with bluestone, with a very large area. On this huge bluestone plaza, ten bluestone arenas with a length and width of 80 feet and a height of 20 feet had already been built.

This time the outer door is bigger and the rules of comparison are different from the past, but it is relatively simple, that is, fighting.

There are ten arenas and ten champions. Whoever takes the stage is the champion. Others can take on the stage to challenge. The winner becomes the new champion and will face repeated challenges from others.

In this cycle, the top ten are finally determined, and then the top ten are drawn to determine the top ten.

In addition to this rule, Bidou can use weapons, but cannot hurt people\'s lives.

Of course, the sword has no eyes. Although the elders of the outer sects are presided over, they can stop them at any time, but there is no guarantee that people will not be killed, because there have been deaths in the outer sects of the outer sects.

Therefore, if you want to take the stage, you also need to consider whether you have that strength.

"Brother Yang, here, here."

Just as Yang Xuan was looking at the martial arts arena, Fang Qingxue\'s clear and loud voice came from the noisy voices.

Yang Xuan looked around and found that the little girl\'s position was quite good. She was in the bottom row of the south stand, and a few young girls were sitting on the left side of her. They were all her sisters.

On her right, there was an empty seat.

This vacancy was supposed to be reserved for Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan smiled slightly, and strode over.

However, before taking a few steps, Fang Qingxue had a dispute.

"Senior brother, this position is already occupied, you can find another position."

"Hmph, this seat has always been empty, where is there anyone, I\'m going to sit here, what can you do with me?"

A short-statured, yellow-clothed youth with pointed nose and monkey cheeks was very domineering and sat directly in the vacant seat next to Fang Qingxue.

"roll."

But before he could sit still, a more domineering voice came, which shocked his ears. After a moment of stunned, he yelled, "Who the fuck eats the guts of a bear and a leopard, and dares to let me go."

"it\'s me."

Yang Xuan stood in front of the young man in yellow, staring at him condescendingly.

"Yes, it\'s you."

The young man in yellow raised his head, and only then did he see who the person in front of him was. He was so frightened that he trembled and said in a trembling voice, "Yang, Senior Brother Yang Xuan, yes, sorry, I, I didn\'t know this position belonged to you."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and get out of here."

Yang Xuan looked disgusted and waved his hand like chasing flies.

The young man in yellow didn\'t say a word, got up and walked away in a daze. People nearby saw the difference in Yang Xuan.

Too domineering, too strong!

In particular, he exudes an incomparably cold aura that is as sharp as a knife, which is terrifying.

Fang Qingxue didn\'t feel anything at all. Seeing Yang Xuan sitting beside her, she blushed and said, "Brother Yang, have you had breakfast? If you haven\'t, Xue\'er still has a few crispy cookies here."

Saying that, he handed Yang Xuan a palm-sized crispy cake.

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to take it, and said in surprise, "It looks like this kind of crispy cake in the dining hall. Did you make it yourself?"

"Yeah, Junior Sister Xue\'er got up a long time ago and made it for Senior Brother Yang Xuan."

Before Fang Qingxue could answer, a girl with a little freckles beside her spoke up.

Hearing this, Yang Xuan felt a warm current in his heart: "Xue\'er, thank you."

"No thanks, I just do it casually, I don\'t know if it suits Brother Yang\'s appetite."

A beautiful blush appeared on Fang Qingxue\'s beautiful cheeks, and urged, "Brother Yang, eat quickly, it won\'t taste good when it\'s cold."