Overriding the Heaven

apprentice on duty stuttered, rubbed his eyes and looked again.    

The dial was clearly displayed.    

Chu Yan, who had just left, endured through all twelve waves.    

"My gosh!" apprentice on duty's body shook and he almost fainted.    

had only been struck once, and it was as if he was about to die. He had escaped with his miserable wails, just being able to last through the fourth wave yesterday was already shocking enough.    

But today, he had endured from the fourth wave all the way to the twelfth wave. Not only that, when he left, he still had some strength left in him.    

"Is, is he a monster?"    

At this moment, the apprentice on duty did not think of any other possibility.    

Over the next few days, Chu Yan still came every single day.    

And every single night in apprentice on duty, when Chu Yan left, a new level of shock was refreshed.    

Twelve waves, eighteen waves, twenty-five waves, thirty-six waves …    

On the night before the Han City competition, when Chu Yan left with a normal complexion, this record was updated to fifty waves.    

And the entire process, only took Chu Yan seven days.    

If it was calculated as an average, Chu Yan could resist seven more waves every day.    

Although the apprentice on duty was not clear as to what Chu Yan was planning to do with his cultivation, he was certain of one thing.    

With this talent, perseverance, and perseverance, one would be able to do anything better than others.    

In an instant, Chu Yan became a role model in the apprentice on duty's eyes.    

"Although I don't have such strong talent, I can use my hard work to make up for the disparity between us!"    

With this thought, apprentice on duty's heart was instantly filled with power.    

Unknowingly, Chu Yan had affected another person.    

Time passed in a flash, and soon, seven days had passed.    

There was only one day left until the preliminaries in the ruins of Tianhan City.    

Everyone was making their final preparations.    

He could either meditate and recuperate, adjust his condition to its best, or practice his martial arts more proficiently.    

At this time, in a luxurious palace, Mei Yunpeng was sitting cross-legged, using a respectful and fearful gaze to look at his younger brother, who was meditating in the seat of honor.    

The other party was obviously his little brother, but at this moment, Mei Yunpeng was like a servant, bowing low and not daring to even breathe loudly.    

Looking at the identity jade medallion that represented an elite disciple on his brother Mei Yunhe's waist, a trace of jealousy appeared in the depths of Mei Yunpeng's eyes.    

But very quickly, he anxiously lowered his head, afraid that Mei Yunhe would find out.    

Time passed bit by bit, but Mei Yunhe still did not have the intention to pay attention to him. Mei Yunpeng was extremely anxious, beads of sweat were even seeping out from his forehead, but he still did not dare to speak.    

Finally, when Mei Yunpeng was about to explode, he opened his eyes and looked at him: "What's the matter?"    

"I've been standing here for so long, yet I don't even dare to breathe loudly. You're only asking me these three words?" Mei Yunpeng actually wanted to say this right now, but it was obvious that he didn't dare.    

What came out of his mouth was another thought, "Brother, you have to help me this time!"    

With just that short sentence, he revealed an incomparably wronged and indignant expression, adding on to the tears that gushed out of Mei Yunpeng's eyes, if he was forced to kneel on the street right now, there would probably be countless people who would give him money.    

Unfortunately, Mei Yunhe was not an ordinary person, and his anger towards Mei Yunpeng had not even disappeared.    

Snorting coldly, Mei Yunhe looked at his own brother: "Do you think that the lesson a few days ago is not enough?"    

Hearing that, Mei Yunpeng's face changed, his body involuntarily trembling.    

A few days ago, he had spread the word that he would take revenge on Chu Yan, and even opened up a price for it: he would break a hand or a leg, and give Chu Yan fifty spirit stones.    

The night that the news was released, his arms were snapped by Mei Yunhe.    

And Mei Yunhe was extremely ruthless in his actions, not caring about the act of brotherly friendship at all as he broke Mei Yunpeng's hand inch by inch. Although he had also given him pills afterwards, allowing him to quickly recover from his injuries, the pain at that time, caused Mei Yunpeng to be unable to stop shivering whenever he thought about it.    

Now that he was being lifted up by Mei Yunhe, Mei Yunpeng's knees instantly went weak, as if he was about to kneel down.    

But at this time, he had no choice but to brace himself and continue the show.    

The fear in his heart at this moment caused an appropriate expression of panic and helplessness to appear on his face.    

Mei Yunpeng sniffed, and said: "Little brother, as big brother, I already know that I made a mistake last time, you have already punished me, can't I apologize one more time? No matter what, we are of the same father and mother. Even though I am a few years older than you, and when I grow up, you will play with me and you will play with me, but we can still be considered to have grown up together.    

Hearing Mei Yunpeng's words, Mei Yunhe frowned.    

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to have such a brother.    

No one knew better than his elder brother, who had done so many bad things all these years in the name of his name.    

Every time, Mei Yunhe would wipe his butt.    

But this time!    

Because previously, when he took Chu Yan as his reward, Mei Yunhe flattered his own teacher, but in the end, he was flattered. This made his teacher unhappy, and thus the matter of him taking Chu Yan in as a disciple was not settled yet.    

Therefore, Mei Yunhe was also very anxious in his heart.    

Since he hadn't succeeded in taking in a disciple for a day, then his teacher would be able to distance himself from him at any time.    

Thus, after that matter, Mei Yunhe trained wholeheartedly and did not find trouble with Chu Yan anymore. All he hoped for was to regain his good impression of Chu Yan in his future teacher's heart.    

But the result!    

At this moment, when it was related to the General Election of the Orthodoxy, this brother of his actually said such a thing!    

If his future teacher were to find out, even if it wasn't because of him, he would definitely be vexed.    

When that time came, he would never know what his future would be!    

It was also because of this that Mei Yunhe was so angry.    

You, Mei Yunpeng, can die by yourself, but don't pull me down with you!    

But now, Mei Yunpeng actually still had the face to come and find him.    

For a moment, Mei Yunhe was both angry and amused.    

However, what Mei Yunpeng had said just now was indeed something he could not refute.    

They were brothers, and the blood flowing in their veins was the same.    

With that in mind, Mei Yunhe let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He looked at Mei Yunpeng indifferently, "What do you mean?"    

Seeing that Mei Yunhe was showing signs of loosening up, Mei Yunpeng's heart immediately jumped with joy.    

After suppressing the excitement in his heart with force, Mei Yunpeng anxiously said: "I want little brother to arrange ten of the Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage s to perfection — —"    

Before he finished speaking, Mei Yunpeng saw Mei Yunhe's gaze that was sufficient enough to kill him, and immediately changed his words: "Of course it's impossible."    

"Speak your mind, or else I'll break both your arms and legs, and let you crawl to the ruins of Tianhan City tomorrow!" Mei Yunhe said fiercely.