Five days passed in a flash, and there were only two days left, and the child with the spirit of the wooden figure in his arms was able to enter the Iron Heart Martial Arts Hall through this screening and become an official peripheral disciple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is also like this, in the face of the screening of time, the child who does not have two wooden spirits in his hands almost began the final struggle, either enter or go.

Just half of the time has passed, and the secret realm is undeniably divided into several major forces. Those with middle and upper strength either choose to be attached or choose to go alone, while those with low strength are attached to several top people.

And the leaders of these groups are called the Seven Kings.

There is no doubt that the Seven Kings, whether in terms of strength or talent, stand at the top of the one hundred and seventy-one people, and are named kings by those under their banner. And these one hundred and seventy-one people are by no means ordinary people, they are all geniuses who were carefully selected by the head of the Iron Heart Martial Arts Hall and brought back, any one of them can become the core disciples of many sixth, or even fourth- and fifth-grade sects in the mainland.

"These seven little guys restrain each other, and while ensuring their own interests, they will send down the spirit of the wooden people and develop their respective forces. Whether it is in terms of their wisdom or their natural strength, they are indeed the best. The leaders gathered around and discussed.

"But you have forgotten the background of these seven little guys, although they are from the Iron Heart Martial Arts Pavilion, they are still carrying a whole family, and none of them are the descendants of the big family. This greatly limits their sense of belonging to our Iron Heart Martial Arts Gym. ”

No matter how good the phenomenon is, there is still its due opposite. Cao Niu, who was staring at the seven people in the Mirror Flower Water Moon, said his opinion unabashedly.

"Yes, in the end, they will still return to their own family to spread the branches for them, and there will be a few people left who can belong to my Iron Heart Martial Arts Pavilion." The tone of the head of the sect was full of loneliness, and it was possible that the children they brought in would go on the opposite side of them in the future.

"But you forgot some people." The yellow-haired and thick-eyebrow sect head who brought Wang Lin, one of the Seven Kings, spoke up.

"Who?"

"The Lone Wanderer." Yao Yao pointed to some scattered figures in the mirror, and the eyes of the yellow-haired and thick-eyebrow sect leader were full of expectation.

"Represented by the 171st and 170th brought by the head of the Cao Sect, the Lone Wanderer is also a big force that can restrain the seven little guys after they are gathered. It's a pity that the seven little guys don't agree with the forces gathered by a group of people who are weaker than them, and once they are formed, they are afraid that there will be more fierce collisions in the last two days. ”

"It's strange, Ren Xuan and Jin Lin, the two little guys, are not weaker than the seven little guys at the top, why have they been hunting wooden puppets and demon beasts. With their strength after breaking through, it stands to reason that the two of them will fight for a chance to resurrect, and there is no problem at all in pulling any two of the seven little guys off the horse, are they forbearing? ”

Stroking the slag that has only grown recently, Cao Niu was a little puzzled. A few days ago, I paid attention to the movements of the so-called Seven Kings for a long time, but ignored the dynamics of these lone wanderers, and I have to say that this was their mistake as the head of the sect. So much so that now, apart from the number of wooden spirits and the number of deaths of each person, they know very little about these more than ten lone wanderers.

"Pass the order, inform all the children who are still in the Iron Secret Realm, there are still two days left" With a wave of his hand, some joking thoughts appeared in the heart of the Great Sect Leader Cao Niu. After all, if the market is so bland, there is no need to set it up.

And Ren Xuan and Jin Lin in the secret realm of iron had already made plans, putting down the progress of hunting wooden puppets, and instead spent their minds on using the demon beasts and wooden puppets in the secret realm to hone their strength. Although for Ren Xuan, the wooden puppet is not able to spar with him like Wang Gen and Wang Yao, let alone the martial arts foundation of the two, but the danger contained in it is something he has never felt in the past, but only the tempering of life and death can forge a generation of strong men.

For Jin Lin, he has never lacked the tempering of life and death, and since the day he began to live alone, he has faced the threat of having to fight with fierce beasts and even demon beasts at every moment. Not having enough martial arts foundation is his biggest shortcoming, and with that amazing learning ability and understanding, Jin Lin was stunned to learn the martial arts routines given by the secret realm of iron from the wooden puppet, and with the huge strength of thousands of catties that are different from ordinary people, Jin Lin punched a strong wind that almost shook off the first encounter with the wooden puppet a few streets.

"Huh? Two more days? ”

"It's time to hurry, at least everyone has to get in."

"Everyone work hard, Wang said, everyone must enter the martial arts hall."

“……”

At the same time as the message is delivered, the tokens in everyone's arms glow separately, conveying the rest of the time to everyone.

"Are there two more days?" The seven strongest teenagers and girls looked down at the token and said, each with a different light in their eyes.

"It's only been two days, so it's time for us to go." The black-haired boy who was sitting cross-legged suddenly got up and turned back and said, there was a suffocating breath that made ordinary people feel suffocated, and his body was clearly much stronger than that of children of the same age, and the immature and handsome young man who was sitting on the trunk of the tree behind him blinked his eyes and stood up reluctantly.

"Okay, okay, it's time to collect the debt. If you don't go, the baby may be gone. "The young man who leaned on the left trunk to fake sleep was Ren Xuan, he had been practicing low-key for a few days was different from himself five days ago, if he met the original wooden puppet again, in the absence of Jin Lin's joint force, even if he would waste some time, but who would know who would die in the end?

"Blame me? Didn't you say that they should work for us first, and then go back and collect the debt? ”

"How did I know that your practice was five days!"

Ren Xuan protested with a fierce face.

"How's your hand?" Not caring about Ren Xuan's little temper, Jin Lin smiled and looked at his right arm.

"It was already healed two days ago, and the repair ability of the vitality for the body is really strong, if it was before, I was afraid that I would only have to eat some elixir to solve it." Gently brushing the wound on his right arm before, Ren Xuan said casually.

"Spirit, elixir..."The corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, Jin Lin was not a child of the family, let alone a descendant, it was hard to imagine that he could eat the elixir when he was injured.

"Yes, why don't you eat the northwest wind?" The family backgrounds of the two are completely different, and Ren Xuan naturally knows nothing about Jin Lin's life.

“……”

"Don't say so much, little brother, since your injuries are healed, then let's go! I had to teach those watermelon cubs a good lesson. ”

"Okay, okay, collect debts when you are disabled! Mountain boy, you're so witty. With little stars flashing in his eyes, Ren Xuan seemed to have seen a bunch of wooden spirits waving at him.

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