I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

"Hahahaha, Junior Brothers and Sisters, don't be too envious of me!"    

Yang Yushan was stunned for a moment, but after reacting, he immediately burst into laughter.    

Seeing his smug look, Shen Jun rolled his eyes in annoyance.    

You brat, you're too smug.    

I am a live streamer here. Hundreds of thousands of people are watching me.    

Can you not embarrass me?    

After smugly smacking his ass, Yang Yushan sat down on the ground and began to communicate with the inheritance in his hand.    

Last time in the Wasteland Small World, he was beaten up by more than ten of his fellow disciples for three days and three nights. He had not forgotten the humiliation.    

Damn, these people really don't care about the feelings of fellow disciples!    

Poor me... I don't know how many times my ass was kicked by these bastards.    

After accepting the inheritance of the Ancient God, I will definitely take revenge on them one by one!    

Shen Jun looked at Yang Yushan's dissatisfied expression.    

"Don't look at me so enviously. I am going to take off too." After saying that, Lin Feng looked at his fellow disciples and began to comprehend the inheritance.    

After he finished fusing with the power of the gods, he would definitely take revenge on the debt he owed to Yang Yushan for being beaten up for dozens of rounds!    

After Yang Yushan sat down cross-legged and began to comprehend the cultivation, the figure of the Yellow Emperor in the air also fell silent.    

The ancient Human Emperor had his hands behind his back. His eyes were not looking at his inheritor, but at Yang Yushan.    

It seemed that he was waiting for something.    

It was unknown whether it was because of the influence of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan or because Yang Yushan's aptitude was too suitable for this ancient god of China.    

In less than five minutes, Yang Yushan, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.    

In the depths of his eyes, a red and black aura flowed down.    

When he looked at the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan...    

The aura around his body instantly reached its peak!    

The red and black aura instantly filled half of the arena.    

The other side of the arena belonged to the Golden King Qi of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.    

One red and black, one golden yellow.    

The two auras were like water and water, distinct from each other.    

Seeing this scene, Shen Jun could not help but take a deep breath.    

These two auras were not the energy aftermath of a battle between experts.    

This was the pure Qi of the emperor!    

It was so dense that even ordinary people could see it with their naked eyes.    

Since the ancient times, there was probably only one person like this ancient god in the world.    

Xingtian danced in the air, and his determination never wavered.    

Yang Yushan looked at the yellow emperor phantom and stood up with a sinister smile.    

He shouted loudly, "The god I inherited is..."    

"Xingtian!"    

In an instant, the long red and black aura instantly churned like boiling water.    

Yang Yushan held a shield in one hand and an axe in the other.    

His entire body soared into the air, slashing towards Lee Qinglian who was in midair!    

The black and red War God held a shield and an axe in his hands, laughing wildly as he charged towards the golden throne.    

At that moment, it was exactly at this moment.    

"Junior Brother Qinglian! Let's see if your sword is more powerful or my Qi is more superior!" Yang Yushan shouted with a laugh.    

"Senior Brother, be careful!"    

Lee Qinglian, who carried the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, naturally did not have the slightest bit of fear. He shook the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and rushed forward without any fear.    

In an instant, the crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.    

The onlookers were all stunned.    

The two of them were fine just a moment ago, so why did they immediately start fighting after receiving the inheritance?    

What was going on!    

They could not understand it.    

Could it be that there was a grudge between these two ancient Gods of China?    

The gap in China's history was too severe. Right now, people did indeed know about the Yellow Emperor, but they did not know anything about the War God Xing Tian.    

Looking at the two people fighting in midair, Shen Jun's reaction was not that big.    

If you want to fight, then just fight. After all, you two have nothing to do all day long.    

As for why Xing Tian took the initiative to choose Yang Yushan as his successor, Shen Jun was not too surprised.    

There were so many disciples under his tutelage. If one were to say who was the best fighter, Sun Wufan would definitely be second, but no one would dare to say that he was first.    

However, if one were to say who was the most suitable for Xing Tian's temperament as a berserker.    

Yang Yushan was definitely the winner.    

"Master, who do you think will win, Yushan or Green Lotus?" Xie Qilan couldn't help but ask curiously.    

"Wouldn't it be boring if I told you directly? Why don't you tell me what you think first?" Shen Jun did not answer her question, but threw the question back at her instead.    

"I think... Junior Brother Qinglian's realm is higher than Junior Brother Yushan's. If we don't consider the Ancient God's power, Junior Brother Qinglian's chances of winning are definitely higher." After pondering for a moment, Xie Qilan gave her own opinion.    

"Emperor Huang Xuanyuan and the War God Xing Tian are indeed archenemies, but in terms of strength, Emperor Xuanyuan is stronger than Xing Tian."    

"Besides, they have just come into contact with the Ancient God's power. In terms of comprehension of power, there is no difference between them. Not only does Lee Qinglian have the advantage in realm, he even has the advantage in the power of the gods."    

"If he can lose like this, then he would be letting Emperor Xuanyuan down."    

Shen Jun gave a simple explanation.    

At this moment, all the disciples were looking at the fierce battle between their two senior brothers with excitement on their faces.    

The ordinary people and the water friends in the live broadcast room looked at each other in dismay.    

Whether it was Lee Qinglian or Yang Yushan, they were both experts of Emperor Stage.    

The ordinary people could not see their movements clearly with their naked eyes.    

They could only hear the muffled banging noises in the sky, as well as the crisp sound of swords and axes colliding.    

"What are they doing? I can't see anything!"    

"Are they evaporating? That's not right either. I clearly heard the sounds of their battle."    

"They evaporated! The speed of their battle was too fast. The live streamer's phone can't capture it at all. We can't see it clearly either."    

The guys from the Western heritage forces looked disdainful when they saw the mysterious scene in the live stream.    

What kind of joke was this?    

Even the ancient god's inheritors were a little faster than ordinary cultivators.    

It was fine if they couldn't see it with their naked eyes, but how could they not even see the camera on their phones?    

The shocking sound effects must have been prepared by the Huaxia people a long time ago.    

Especially when they copied a part of the live stream and used technology to slow down the playback, they still couldn't see anything.    

The people from the Western Shrines were even more certain of their guesses.    

Fake!    

It must be fake.    

The Huaxia people had really invested a lot in this show.    

The sound waves lasted for about fifteen minutes.    

After waiting for a long time, Yang Yushan and Lee Qinglian finally appeared again and slowly landed beside Shen Jun.    

They had completely merged with their inheritance power and returned to their usual appearance.    

The golden light, battle intent, and shadow had all disappeared.    

However, the two of them still looked like they were not satisfied.    

It was also because there were too many ordinary people gathered here that they couldn't use their hands and feet.    

Otherwise, it would have been a long fight!    

The onlookers could not see the fight between the two, but Shen Jun and his disciples could see it clearly.    

In the first two minutes of the battle, Yang Yushan was suppressed by Lee Qinglian. If it weren't for the giant shield to protect him, there would have been a few wounds on his body.    

But after gradually adapting to the rhythm of the battle, Yang Yushan showed signs of regaining the upper hand.    

If the fight continued, it was hard to say who would win.    

"Alright, both of you should rest. If you hurt the common people, I will teach you a lesson!"