"Hmph, arrogant!" the elder snorted coldly, he looked down on such an arrogant junior, if he was a black or red-clothed person, he might still have qualifications, but this white cloth was a little ignorant.

The red-clothed young man before he got out of the ring, looked at He Huan, who was dressed in white, and showed a sneer.

"Elder, promise him, just three people who come up don't need to make a move, as long as he wins against me, then he wins, provided that he can have this ability. ”

The elder glanced at the red-clothed young man, this was one of the few people in the inferior clan who could reach the eighth level of true qi at the age of nineteen, and among the hundreds of inferior clans, there were no more than one young man with this kind of strength.

The red clothes on his body representing the first army are enough to prove that he has excellent qualifications, and in the future, he has the potential to enter the middle or even upper divisions, and if he is lucky, he will also have a few chances to be promoted to the Heavenly Realm Clan in the next ten years.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, then the clan competition is the 449th, the Yangcheng clan against the Yucheng clan, start!"

Three more black-clothed young men came up from the ring and stood on the edge, looking at He Huan coldly with their arms crossed, their eyes full of disdain.

The red-clothed young man He Lang took two steps forward, his face was full of banter, and he sneered: "Boy, within three moves, I will solve you, have you thought about your last words?" ”

He Huan was as quiet as water, but he still had a sneer on his face: "Then I'll beat you into a dog in one move, what's the matter?"

He Lang's face was furious, but then he laughed angrily, "Okay, okay! I've decided to screw your head off, and I won't even leave you with the whole corpse!"

"Drink-" With a loud shout, He Lang's whole body burst out with true qi, it seemed that he was really enraged, and he was going all out in the face of a white cloth of the three armies.

There was an uproar around the ring again, only this time it was all chirps;

"The Yucheng clan has been really powerful in recent years, especially this He Lang, who is only nineteen this year, and he has already reached the eighth layer of true qi. ”

"Yes, it's really amazing, I'm afraid this is one of the few among the hundreds of inferior clans, and it is very likely that he will break through to the Heavenly Open Realm when he performs the crown ceremony next year. ”

"Tsk, if this is the case, it will be really powerful, the Yucheng clan has a genius, and it is estimated that the entire clan can also get a lot of clan rewards." ”

"Haha, that kid in white is miserable, a white-clothed man in three armies, at most three layers of true qi, I'm afraid I don't know how to si. ”

......

Almost everyone was admiring He Lang and mocking He Huan, but He Huan still didn't care, but his fists were already clenched tightly, and a pale golden circle of light quietly lit up in his originally black eyes.

"Your name is He Huan, right? You really responded to your name, and you are also born He Huan? Hehe, let me help you get out of the sea of suffering today and send you to hell!

As soon as the words fell, He Lang rushed forward with both hands into tiger claws, and the tips of the tiger claws drew strips of white air in the air, and when he came up, he used the strongest martial arts, and the black-clothed young man was beaten by this trick just now.

Hmmm-

He Huan retreated sideways, and the tiger's claws swept over his cheeks, leaving a trace of xue, and narrowly avoided the past.

He Lang smiled sinisterly, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and the other tiger claw was taken out by his side and hit He Huan's dantian directly.

However, the scene he expected to scratch the other party's stomach did not happen, but his wrist was grabbed in the air by Sisi.

The corners of He Huan's mouth hooked an arc, the true qi of his whole body gushed out, his left hand grabbed He Lang's wrist, and his right hand turned his fist into a claw, which was actually a tiger claw hand!

"You're the one who deserves to go to hell!"

A cold voice came into He Lang's ears, and in his pupils that were both frightened and frightened, the tiger's claws were constantly expanding.

He Huan dragged his left hand, pulled forward with his right paw, and the tiger claw stabbed directly at He Lang's heart.

"Ahh

A scream sounded, He Lang's body flew out, and finally slammed into the ring, the flesh on his chest was blurred, curled up motionless, like a si's dog.

The audience fell silent all of a sudden, everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, and some people rubbed their eyes vigorously, thinking that they were dazzled.

Even the clan elder in the center of the ring had his eyes full of incredulity, and when he looked at He Huan again, he frowned again, but this time there was no disdain in his expression.

"This ...... This ......"

"Just ...... What just happened? I'm not dazzled, is it? The kid in white actually used a tiger claw hand?!"

"How is it possible?!The Tiger Claw Hand is the stunt of the Yucheng clan!

......

There was an uproar in the ring on the top of Douxian Ridge again, but no one dared to point fingers at the white-clothed young man on the stage.

The clan elder in the center of the ring narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked the white whisker that drooped to his chest and muttered to himself, "It's actually the eighth layer of true qi, I didn't even notice it before, it's really a kid who hides so deeply......"

He Huan still didn't care about the uproar around him, his face was cold, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he used his tiger claw hand again with his hands to kill He Lang who was lying on the ground.

Hmmm-

A figure stopped him halfway, and just two fingers on his shoulders prevented him from taking a step forward.

"Junior, you won this competition, no need to be a killer!"

It was the clan elder who presided over the clan comparison who stopped He Huan, and he turned his head again, and the three black-clothed young men who were scared stupid on the edge of the ring hurriedly stepped forward and carried He Lang down.

He Huan gritted his teeth but found that he couldn't move at all, as if he had been immobilized, and it wasn't until the elder withdrew his hand that he took two steps back with trembling all over his body.

Straightened his waist hard, lost his previous respect, and said with a sarcastic smile: "The clan elder is really fair, the elder of the clan who beat me Yangcheng indifferently ignored it, but now he is blocking it, and the younger generation is very stupid and very puzzled, and I hope the elder can give some advice." ”

Hearing this, the clan elder raised his eyebrows, his eyes were obviously a little more angry, and he shouted: "Bold! What do I need to explain to your junior?"

At this time, He Tian, the patriarch of the Yangcheng clan, hurriedly ran into the ring, grabbed He Huan, who was about to say something, and took him to his knees with a pop.

"Elder He Liang is angry, He Huan is just a yellow-haired child, he doesn't understand Dali, I hope Elder you don't blame, don't blame!"

Looking at He Tian, who was kneeling on the ground trembling, He Liang snorted coldly again, but he didn't care much about his identity as a clan elder, turned around and brushed his sleeves away, but left a word;

"If it weren't for the qualifications of this kid, it would only take a few words to destroy your Yangcheng clan, remember to train all the juniors in these clans in the future!"