Following.

Genius is bright.

The news that the Zhou family was destroyed.

It spread all over the Haicheng cultivation world.

Shake countless people.

Zhou family.

Inherited for nearly 100 years.

It is extremely promising to become a cultivation force like the three giants of the Zhu family, the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and the Sword Sacred Mountain.

However.

Gone overnight.

Afterward.

Someone broke the news that it was Li Beilian who destroyed the Zhou family.

And a photo is attached.

This made the Haicheng cultivation world, which was already shaking.

More vibrating.

Li Beilian.

Young God of War.

No. 1 on the Hidden Dragon List.

Outside the Purple Moon Tower and on the Purple Moon Lake, the two battles became famous.

The news of the destruction of the eldest grandson's family.

Let Li Beilian's reputation.

Better.

Now.

Li Beilian wiped out the Zhou family.

This.

It's terrifying.

"Which will be the next force to be destroyed? ”

This is something that everyone is worried about.

High.

The Zhu family, who is sitting and watching the situation, is the three giants of the Scattered Cultivation League and the Sword Sacred Mountain.

I can't sit still anymore.

Whether it is the fall of the eldest grandson's family.

It is still the ninety-two cultivators outside the Purple Moon Tower.

Or the sixteen Huajin on the Purple Moon Lake.

For the Big Three.

It doesn't matter.

Because.

That's it.

Completely does not threaten them.

The fall of the Zhou family.

Let the Big Three feel the crisis.

If you don't do it again.

It is very likely that we will follow in the footsteps of the Sun family and the Zhou family.

Haicheng Cultivation Circle.

will be honored by Li Beilian.

The three giants immediately held an emergency meeting.

For these.

Li Xuan didn't know anything.

Now.

He used the Xuanyu Fruit in the room to break through the realm.

Five hours of time.

Li Xuan swallowed five Xuanyou fruits.

However.

There was no sign of a breakthrough at all.

This puzzled him.

Another five hours passed.

Swallow five Xuanyu Fruits again.

After the tenth Xuanyu fruit is in the stomach.

Li Xuan finally showed signs of a breakthrough.

Swallow the eleventh Xuanyu Fruit.

Li Xuan was on the verge of a breakthrough.

The twelfth Mysterious Fruit.

Li Xuan broke through.

The pinnacle of Huajin has been promoted to the small perfection of Huajin.

Combat power skyrocketed.

Call.

After Li Xuan exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Open your eyes.

A depressed light emerged.

Others can break through with a single Xuanyu fruit.

I need twelve.

Is.

It's not fair.

Li Xuan walked out of the room.

Walk towards the kitchen.

When you get to the kitchen door.

The suite door opened.

Zhou Yimeng walked in.

She was carrying a plastic bag in her hand.

Behind Zhou Yimeng.

Follow the average dog-sized little white.

So that it doesn't happen again like last night.

Li Xuan gave Xiaobai to Zhou Yimeng.

Keep her safe.

"Brother Xuan, I brought you lunch. ”

Zhou Yimeng shook the plastic bag in his hand at Li Xuan.

Smiling, he walked towards the table.

Lunch?

The corners of Li Xuan's mouth overflowed with a smile that could be said to be absent.

After lunch.

Li Xuan and Zhou Yimeng came to the sofa and sat down.

Kindness.

See Zhou Yimeng's gaze.

Keep skimming at yourself.

Li Xuan frowned:

"Is there something you want to tell me? ”

"Brother Xuan, I know that I can't hide anything from you. ”

Zhou Yimeng spit out the incense \/\/ tongue.

Said with a smile:

"Brother Xuan.

In the afternoon, the school's martial arts club will compete with the judo club of Chunhua Middle School from the country of plasters.

Can you come with me to see it? ”

Pretty eyes.

Filled with anticipation.

"Yes. ”

Li Xuan nodded.

"Oh yes. ”

Zhou Yimeng hugged Li Xuan's neck.

It was fragrant on Li Xuan's face.

……

Haicheng No. 1 Middle School.

Martial arts club venues.

The area is not large.

About 300 square meters.

In the middle is the ring.

The four sides are the auditorium.

The martial arts club of Haicheng No. 1 Middle School and the judo club of Chunhua Middle School exchanged time in the venue.

It was set for three o'clock in the afternoon.

Less than three o'clock.

Quadripartite auditorium in the venue.

The sittings are full.

All of them are high school students.

Li Xuan and Zhou Yimeng are at ease.

Li Lele, Bai Suhan, and Jing Jing were also there.

They sit in the highest row.

Three points away.

There are still ten minutes left.

No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Club and Chunhua Judo Club are both personnel.

Entered the venue.

"The martial arts club will win. ”

"Jiang Chong will win. ”

“……”

One after another.

Ringing in the venue.

Scold.

Listen to these cries.

Member of the martial arts club.

A smile on his face.

And raise your hand and wave.

"Shout, shout as much as you want. ”

Member of the Spring Flower Judo Club.

It's all a mockery.

"Bei Minglan, president of the No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Club. ”

Bei Minglan is a woman with a heroic posture and a good face, she stretched out her hand with a smile.

"Kitaku Murakami, president of the judo club of Chunhua Middle School. ”

Kitaku Murakami is a balding middle-aged man.

Those eyes.

Extremely dishonestly aimed at Bei Minglan.

The body exudes the unique obscene aura of plaster Chinese.

When shaking hands with Bei Minglan.

He also used his thumb to touch the back of Bei Minglan's hand.

"I hope we can all gain something from this exchange. ”

Bei Minglan withdrew his hand.

Leave with the members of the martial arts club.

Pretty eyes.

It's disgusting, disgusting.

Scold.

Murakami Beibei stared at Bei Minglan's back with a smile.

In my heart:

"Huaxia woman, still so smart, if you can... Hey, hey, hey. ”

……

The time is one to three o'clock.

The exchange between the Wushu Club of No. 1 Middle School and the Chunhua Judo Club.

And that's where it begins.

The first person in the martial arts club of No. 1 Middle School to play.

It's called Duan Li.

A height of 1.90 meters.

Thick and powerful arms.

Eyes as sharp as a sword.

A face of unparalleled perseverance.

All of them are showing their own strong strength.

The Chunhua Judo Club sent out a short boy named Hasegawaichi who was only 1.6 meters tall.

Duan Li and Hasegawa stood together.

A sense of déjà vu for adults and children.

"Duan Li, come on, blow up the plaster country devil, come on, come on, come on. ”

Someone took the lead.

in the venue.

One after another.

Ringing again.

"President Beiming, are you No. 1 middle school students too unqualified? ”

Murakami looked at Kita-kira.

Said in a low voice.

Member of the Spring Flower Judo Club.

All with angry faces.

"President Murakami, a student of our first junior high school, prefers to tell the truth. ”

Bei Minglan smiled.

"You..."

Murakami Kita is in a hurry.

I almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

Angry voice:

"Good, good, very good, I hope you can keep smiling, huh. ”

Scold.

Bei Minglan sneered.

When they arrived in the ring, Duan Li and Hasegawa reported their names to each other.

They fought together.

Duan Li practiced Vajra Fist.

Every punch.

All have the power of a hundred catties.

If you get hit.

I can't get up directly on the ground.

Facing Duan Li's onslaught.

Hasegawa didn't hit it hard.

Rather, it is with dexterity.

Dodge Duan Li's attacks one by one.

"Hiding around like a mouse, what kind of man. ”

Attacked for most of the day.

Didn't hit Hasegawa once.

Duan Li became irritable.

"Idiot. ”

Hasegawa glanced at Duan Li disdainfully.

"Dare to call me an idiot, I want you to lie down and get out. ”

Duan Li intensified his attack.

……

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