Another is attached to the inside of the main hall of Wushen.

Several old men looked at the young man in front of them calmly, and the thin Elder Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Has your little junior brother worked hard to practice boxing, and in which hall did he participate in the big competition?"

Wang Yao was slightly stunned before he realized that the other party was talking about Senior Brother Xiao Bao, and couldn't help explaining: "Senior Brother Xiao is still young, according to Master's wishes, I will not participate in this big competition." ”

"Not participating?" Elder Zhang frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "Confused!"

In his opinion, that little guy has an amazing talent in boxing, if he meets a patient inner door elder who can see his extraordinaryness, even if the realm is a little lower, it is not impossible to enter the inner door.

From now on, it is expected to become a Jindan True Immortal, isn't it a hundred times better than staying in Zhufeng?

How could he simply not let him participate because he was afraid of encountering danger, Elder Lin was too ignorant!

Seeing this, the two elders, Qin Qi and Yang Shulong, shook their heads helplessly, did this old thing forget what he was here for today, they quickly took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to him, you go over to participate in the big competition, don't be nervous." ”

As he said that, there was a hint of worry in his smile.

The kid surnamed Wang was a little unlucky, there were not too many disciples from his own mountain sect in Wushen's group, and they didn't dare to guarantee that they could send each other farther.

I can only resign myself to fate.

Wang Yao saw the thoughts of this group of seniors, and bowed seriously: "Qingshan has bothered you, and the disciple has thanked a few elders for the master. ”

"It doesn't matter. Yang Shulong waved his hand and said with a grin:

"Go ahead. ”

As with the rest of the lots, the first two rounds here are also uncontroversial.

A defeated disciple recognized the young man, and couldn't help but discuss it with his companions, and his words were a little sour: "I was much better than him before. ”

The other party was just bolder, and he became a disciple of the Mountain Gate.

Wang Yao couldn't hear these voices, and even if he did, he wouldn't take them to heart.

He looked at the Miaofa Mountain disciple in front of him, and humbly took half a step back: "Senior brother, please." ”

"Don't be nervous, I know it. The disciple smiled, and then teased:

"Anyway, it won't stop you there. ”

Wang Yao smiled back, raised his palm slightly, and put on a posture of collapsing his palm.

He was very measured, and he went back and forth with the other party, and after a lot of fighting, he was slightly better than half a move, and won this one with an extremely slight advantage.

Seeing that several elders were very satisfied, they said to Yang Shulong: "Your disciple is like a talker, you are a sensible person. ”

However, they didn't know the consternation in the hearts of the disciples of the Miaofa Mountain.

The current situation was indeed his original mind, but the dominant one was inexplicably changed.

It's not so much that he gave up the other party's half move, but that the young man only wants to win his own half move, and he even has the strength to spare, and he hasn't been able to completely recover until he leaves the field.

Wang Yao withdrew his palm and didn't say much, but sat on the ground to recover his aura.

It wasn't until the end of the round that the deacon of the South Temple called out the next name.

He looked up and saw a senior brother on the other side looking at him with a sneer.

"Long time no see. The man paced up and whispered hello.

"I didn't think I needed to do it myself, but you are much stronger than before. ”

"......" Wang Yao sat on the ground and was silent for a long time.

This is an acquaintance, at the foot of Qingshan, it was the other party who wanted to take Yang Mu away, and scolded himself a few times by the way.

Hua Yangfeng, Feng Wu.

"You slapped me in the palm at that time. The corners of Feng Wu's mouth raised slightly, and he stretched out his finger to the side, after three months, he still couldn't forget the situation when the surnamed Wang waved his palm at him, which made him lose face in front of many disciples.

In the end, he was reprimanded by Deacon Fang.

"I'll give you back a slap today. He raised his palm, aimed it at the young man's chest, and said slowly:

"Let you know that a monkey is a monkey, and you can't become a human even if you wear clothes. ”

"Compared to this green robe, a short coat is more suitable for you. ”

Putting the mocking words in his ears, Wang Yao suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zhu Feng categorically would not watch Xiao Qingshan survive, this was something he had thought of a long time ago, it turned out that the hole card of that group of people was to arrange such an opponent for himself.

It's just that......

Could this card be too small?

He got up slowly, looked at the smile on the other party's face, and laughed as well, with the illusion of being in a different world.

Before, he still needed to bow his head and call him a senior brother, and he wanted to live by looking at the other party's face.

As for now...... Even if it was me half a month ago, there was no reason to lose to such a character.

The two stepped forward almost simultaneously.

Within three steps, fight for this square inch.

The same square inch collapsed the mountain palm, and the deacon of the south hall was a little puzzled.

One of them is clearly Xiao Qingshan's disciple, how can he look like Huayang Peak is fighting.

Since the moves are the same, the comparison is the cultivation realm and the control of the exercises.

Feng Wu knew that Wang Yao's Collapsed Mountain Palm had reached the realm of perfection, but he still dared to use the same exercises to deal with it, so he naturally had his confidence.

The cultivation of the Qi Perfection Realm, even if it is put into the last round, will not be stunned.

Both of them gathered the momentum of the collapse of the mountain in their palms, suddenly resisted, and slapped towards each other's chests without dodging.

Move like thunder, destroy withering and decaying!

Immediately after, a figure flew out upside down like a broken kite, spitting scarlet and tearing eyes!

Seeing this, the deacon of the south hall withdrew his gaze boringly.

I thought it was a dragon fight, but this is the result?

This loud bang attracted a lot of attention.

The previous disciple of Miaofa Mountain looked at the young man who sat back in a daze, and unconsciously shook his body, and a grunt came from his throat: "Dear mother...... Damn. ”

This fierce palm power is more than half a move against himself.

He can't stop him from giving him another half a year.

Several elders glanced at each other.

The face is a little complicated.

finally realized the mood of Pan Yang and Helin.

defeated the once high-ranking senior brother, but Wang Yao found that he was strangely calm in his heart, as if it was just a trivial matter.

He looked at the rest of the disciples.

I easily found more than a dozen people dressed in Huayang Peak costumes.

This group of people all paid attention to themselves, consciously or unconsciously, and their eyes were not good, like a pack of wolves waiting around.

Caught in the wolves, Wang Yao looked back one by one without hurry, the group of disciples were stunned at first, and then their faces were hideous, where would they have thought that this kid would dare to be so rampant!

"Isn't it a little too much?" Elder Zhang muttered to himself.

The faces of the other two elders were also gloomy, and they also noticed something unusual in Wu Shen's group of disciples.

I didn't realize that there were many people just now, but now after four rounds of competition, there are inevitably too many people from Huayang Peak among the remaining people, even to the point of abnormality.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled wryly.

The heart that had just been relieved immediately hung back again.

This matter is really not as simple as they imagined, it seems that not only themselves and others have been prepared, but the group of big mountain gates have directly intervened in the arrangement of the south hall, and the food is really fucking ugly.