Looking at the young man who took the lead in challenging the fat, the other unqualified disciples suddenly sighed with some regret, looking at that appearance, they seemed to be very envious of the first person to stand up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jun Qianluo squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up and down at the somewhat fat young man in front of him, although he didn't know many people in the sect, but this young man, he had an impression.

If the memory is correct, this person's name is Hong Bao, a member of Elder Yun's faction, who often follows Long Yan's ass on weekdays, like a lackey, and when he was downtrodden three months ago, he did not encourage his master to bully him.

Slowly recalling some old things in the past, the ridicule and insult of that pair, the corners of Jun Qianluo's mouth suddenly raised a somewhat dangerous arc.

Turning his head to touch Lingxi, Jun Qianluo smiled slightly, and under the gaze of everyone, he nodded, and laughed softly: "Hehe, okay, I accept it!" ”

Seeing that Jun Qianluo agreed so simply, the corners of Hong Bao's eyes twitched, an inexplicable uneasiness quietly rose in his heart, his throat rolled, and Hong Bao suddenly regretted his recklessness.

However, although he has remorse, he is ready to go back at this moment.

"Delusion, in less than three months, I have actually been promoted to three small realms, I haven't heard of it, no one can do it at all, it must be that this guy used some means to deceive the test! I'm sure I'll be able to defeat him! After some encouragement in his heart, Hong Bao smiled and said, "Then let me understand the strength of Senior Brother Jun Qianluo!" ”

Smiling silently, Jun Qianluo stood up, walked straight to the training ground in full view of everyone, and then made a gesture of please to Hong Bao.

Looking at Jun Qianluo with a calm face, the sense of uneasiness in Hong Bao's heart was much stronger, but he still laughed wryly, took a somewhat stiff step, and slowly marched into the field.

Looking at the two people in the field, everyone on the side of the training ground quickly turned their attention.

On the high platform, Chongyangzi and the other entourages around them cleaned up the broken stone chairs, staring at the audience tightly, with a hint of vague tension in their eyes.

To be honest, not only are those teenagers a little unbelievable about Jun Qianluo's achievements, but even Chongyangzi himself has a bit of an unreal trance in his heart, which can't blame him for not believing Jun Qianluo, after all, improving three small realms in more than two months, this kind of speed is rare, almost can be described as a ghost, and it is something that he has never heard of at all.

And because the achievements are so remarkable, everyone is in disbelief.

However, whether you believe it or not, as long as Jun Qianluo fights with other disciples, his true power will undoubtedly be exposed, and at that time, the people of the entire sect will be able to see Jun Qianluo's true level.

Beside Chongyangzi, the breathing of the sect master and the elders was also gradually rapid, and the dry palms of the chairs unconsciously pinched out deep marks on the chair handles, and a pair of cloudy eyes were all staring at the field in a complicated manner.

On the bluestone-paved training ground, all eyes were firmly staring at the two people in the field, whether the terrifying results that Jun Qianluo had shown before were true or false, as soon as he made his move, he could see the difference!

"Absolutely fake!" At the edge of the square, Long Yan licked his dry lips and said in a low voice.

"Fake..."Qiu Ruoming on the side muttered.

"Should... It's fake, right? In the crowd, Ling Yuemei bit her rosy lips lightly, and said a little dazed in her heart, she also found it hard to believe that this young man, who had been silent for ten years, would suddenly achieve such a terrifying result.

In a pair of complicated gazes, Jun Qianluo and Hong Bao in the field had already completed the etiquette before the fight.

The palms were slightly erect, and the pale white vitality lingered on it, Hong Bao exhaled deeply, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed towards Jun Qianluo.

There is nothing dazzling about this kind of low-level battle, everything is the easiest confrontation.

"Wasted!"

The figure quickly bullied Jun Qianluo's side, Hong Bao's right palm, the vitality was slightly condensed, and with a wave of his right palm, he slashed at Jun Qianluo's chest fiercely.

Wasted palms, green-level exercises, only sect disciples above the late stage of the martial arts realm are qualified to practice!

An oncoming breeze blew the hair in front of Jun Qianluo's forehead, revealing a pair of eyes as black as ink under him, his eyelids blinked, and Jun Qianluo's slightly squinted gaze stared faintly at the palm that was getting closer and closer.

When the palm of his hand was about to reach his shoulder, Jun Qianluo took a step to the left without hurrying, and a year of physical exercise made his reflexes extremely good.

No more, no less, just dodged Hong Bao's attack, slightly to the side of his body, Jun Qianluo's palm was like a spiritual snake, through Hong Bao's arm, casually imprinted on his shoulder.

"Flaming Palm!"

Flame Palm, Yellow-level Exercises, you only need to learn in the middle of the Martial Arts Realm!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and Hong Bao's ruddy face, who was hit by Jun Qianluo, suddenly turned pale. With a muffled snort, his steps staggered back, and finally he was unsteady on his feet, softened, and fell on all fours.

The audience was silent, and Hong Bao's defeat undoubtedly confirmed some facts.

Defeating the opponent with one palm, Jun Qianluo shook his head a little boredly, this kind of opponent is really not challenging, let alone using hole cards, he has not even used half of his true strength.

Of course, unlike Jun Qianluo's own boredom, outside the arena at this time, everyone slowly closed their eyes, since Jun Qianluo can defeat a junior disciple in the late stage of the martial arts realm so easily, then his strength must be above the martial arts realm.

In this way, then the terrifying result that Jun Qianluo showed before is true!

In less than three months, three small realms have been improved, this kind of speed can be called a miracle among miracles!

On the high platform, Chongyangzi exhaled heavily, and finally let go of the hanging boulder in his heart.

"It's really the early stage of the Martial Arts Realm!"

Looking at the defeated Hong Bao, Ling Yuemei's small hand slowly covered her red lips, and she muttered in shock.

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