Xiao Chen didn't move but looked at the group of people coldly. He didn't know what he was thinking. Xiao Jian slowly walked towards the crowd. The crowd automatically dispersed and looked at Xiao Chen with a teasing smile.

"Why is Brother Chen standing still? Isn't giving face to my elder brother?" Xiao Jian said in a silence, grabbing Xiao Chen's wrist with his right hand, trying to pull him forward.

But when he pulled it, he found that he could not pull Xiao Chen's wrist at all. He was shocked. How powerful this wasteful guy is, he was about to use his energy to make Xiao Chen surrender.

Xiao Chen shook his hand violently, and in front of everyone, he actually shook Xiao Jian's palm and said coldly: "Don't bother me, I'll leave by myself."

There was a whisper of surprise in the crowd. How could this waste material get rid of Xiao Jian's palm? Although Xiao Jian did not use the vitality in his body, his realm has reached the top level of a warrior. He is only one step away from reaching the realm of a martial artist. He is several levels higher than Xiao Chen. Could it be that this waste material has gained some adventures and has condensed his martial soul?

Xiao Jian, who was thrown away by Xiao Chen, was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned ugly. Fortunately, you Xiao Chen actually made me lose face in public. He followed Xiao Chen with a gloomy face, and he didn't expect that he was the one who insulted Xiao Chen first.

Xiao Chen, standing in front of the Demon-Sealing Stone, looked bitter. He could not understand what kind of realm he was, but there was no way out of here. At most, he could just be despised. Thinking of this, he calmed down.

Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand and printed it on the magic seal stone, and used the faint spiritual energy in his body. A trace of spiritual energy flowed from his dantian along the meridians through the great road on his arm, and quickly gathered on the palm of his right hand. The magic seal stone attached to the palm of his hand began to change the color, and slowly turned from the original pure white to the light red.

In just a short while, Xiao Chen's forehead was covered with sweat. The magic stone statue was as suctioned as the spiritual energy in his body kept flowing out, but the color of the magic stone was still light red and it never changed again.

"Xiao Chen, the ninth level of soul refining, no progress." Xiao Qiang, the great elder behind the Demon Stone, said without any emotion.

Xiao Chen shook his head and took his right hand back, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the Xiao family members around him breathed a sigh of relief. This waste material was indeed the same as before. No miracle happened, and his strength was still the ninth level of soul refining.

Xiao Jian sneered. In fact, he was shocked just now. Now he thought he was deceiving himself and immediately regained his previous idea of ​​teasing Xiao Chen. "Brother Chen, you are indeed talented. You have been in eight years and are still in the ninth level of soul refining. The entire Xiao family, no, you are probably the only one in the entire Qin Kingdom with such talent, haha!"

The children of the Xiao family in the entire hall also laughed. The elder behind the magic stone frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. He felt a little regretful. Xiao Jian was talented and hardworking in his cultivation. However, his magnanimity was too small, and his future would definitely not be much higher in the future. I don't know if this little kid can withstand the ten-year agreement in half a year.

Xiao Chen didn't say anything with a cold face. Is this still his elder brother? Instead of comforting him, he took the lead in insulting himself. What's the use of such an elder brother? It's better not to have it!

Xiao Jian reached out his hand and patted Xiao Chen's shoulder a few times, and said with a strange smile, "Brother Chen, don't be discouraged, take your time, maybe you will be able to condense your martial soul in a few years. Hey, Brother Chen, why have you kneeled down? Don't do this, brother, I can't bear it."

All the palms that Xiao Jian had just slapped were used to use his vitality, and he used half of his cultivation as a peak warrior. Just now, Xiao Chen lost his face in public, but he had no intention of letting Xiao Chen go so cheaply.

Xiao Chen knelt on the ground on one knee, his forehead was covered with sweat. After applying his vitality, Xiao Jian's hand pressed heavily on his shoulders like a thousand pounds of force. He could not move no matter how hard he used.

There were also bursts of sneering sounds from the crowd, "Young Master Xiao, you have the highest cultivation level, but there is no need to express it in this way!"

"Young Master Xiao is Young Master Xiao, even kneeling down is so graceful!"

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, his clenched fists and nails penetrated hard into the flesh, and blood slowly penetrated out, and his body kept trembling.

Not willing to accept it!

Not willing to give up!

Xiao Chen was hit hard by a fierce resentment from the depths of his soul, I was unwilling to give up! Is it you? Xiao Chen murmured in his heart that the resentment from the depths of his soul is the soul of this body itself. Even if he had long been destroyed, today's all kinds of resentment that had accumulated in his heart for eight years suddenly burst out, and he was unwilling to give up!

No one is willing to be a waste! No one can tolerate ridicule and insult from others for no reason! No one is willing to look up to others for the rest of his life!

You are Xiao Chen, and I, too, Xiao Chen, let me take you to live, wash away the humiliation of these eight years, and let those who laugh at you, insult you, tease you, know what regret is!

Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light swept across. The numbness and coldness of the previous one were swept away, replaced by a firm look. I, Xiao Chen, could never be a waste for the rest of my life!

He pressed his body downward, quickly rolled back, standing behind the demon sealing stone, looking at Xiao Jian with cold eyes. Xiao Jian was looking proudly at the Xiao family's children around him laughing at Xiao Chen, feeling relaxed. Unprepared to prevent, Xiao Chen escaped from his palms, and couldn't help but feel angry and was about to take action.

A rag flew over and slapped hard on his face. The powerful general Xiao Jian's face was cleared. The strip of cloth was torn off Xiao Chen's sleeve, and it was naturally Xiao Chen who took action.
Chapter completed!