Xia Mohan smiled slightly and returned the salute, and the corners of the monks' mouths curled a little more, and they bowed their hands again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info can't always smirk at each other like this, no, Xia Mohan faked a cough, and turned his head to look at the test table.

Qingyun Sect has a large number of disciples in the Qi cultivation period, a total of several thousand, and there are dozens of Qi cultivation period Dacheng alone, and there are two hundred people in total who participated in the competition, and the reserve of excellent disciples is still very good. Disciples below the fourth level of the Qi training period do not participate in the competition, and the fifth to eighth layers of the Qi training period, plus the ninth layer of the Qi training period to the Great Perfection of the Qi training period, these are the two levels of the disciple competition during the Qi training period.

Zhou Yicheng has good talents, and he was recently "secretly trained" by his father Zhou Gang, and he is also very popular on stage. The person who fought against him was also a monk of the eighth layer of the Qi training period, and he was physically cultivated, burly, tall, Zhou Yicheng was also hard, without spells, the two of them fought back and forth. I saw that the monk slammed a fist over, Zhou Yicheng dodged sensitively, and the next moment he bent down slightly, teleported behind the monk with lightning speed, and kicked his back with a straight leg without hesitation.

The monk was in pain, his body staggered forward, and he quickly turned around to fight back, at this moment Zhou Yicheng no longer dodged, hit directly head-on, and hit the opponent's door with a straight fist, only to hear a muffled sound, the monk was missed, Zhou Yicheng simply cut a leg and slashed over, the monk had no power to fight back, and the next moment Zhou Yicheng cut his leg and knocked the monk to the ground. The monk lay on the ground, unable to move, and he struggled on the ground, but could not get up. Zhou Yicheng stepped forward to help the monk and gave him a pill of Huiling, the big monk was full of gratitude, smiled a little silly, admitted defeat, and jumped out of the ring.

This one was a beautiful fight, and Zhou Gang touched his beard with satisfaction in the stands. Monks will encounter all kinds of dangers in their cultivation, and if they are trapped in a place of absolute spirits or a secret realm that restricts the use of spells, they cannot use spells without aura, and the monk's personal physical fitness is particularly important. His teaching to children has always been to let them fall, if you want to beat people, you must first learn to be beaten, and if you are beaten a lot, you will naturally learn how to protect yourself, how to find out the opponent's flaws and knock them down, of course, this is in the case of a small difference in strength, if it is a few levels worse, it is a force to break ten, and there is no need to think about anything.

As for secretly going to the "secret place" in Qizhou to observe for a long time before he recognized that the distorted and blurred pig's head face was his son's business, cough cough, cough cough, then there is no need to say more, who was not so loved when he was a child!

Zhou Yicheng respectfully saluted the elders on the stage, turned around and jumped out of the ring. The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes had a straight figure, a handsome face, and walked all the way to Xia Mohan with a smile without squinting.... Three zhang place.... There was a plop and a face-down fall.

It's really handsome, but three seconds.

On the stage, he was still praising Zhou Gang's good child at the ankle, and the other Jindan monks coughed a few times and turned their faces away. Zhou Gang: "....."

Zhou Yicheng covered his face and lay on the ground for a long time without moving.

Xia Mohan smiled secretly, the spiritual power in his hand secretly exerted, and he changed his voice and shouted in surprise in the middle of the crowd: "Whose spirit stone has fallen?" “

Seeing that hundreds of low-grade spirit stones fell on the ground, everyone thought in their hearts where did the Han boy find the spirit stones and even called out, and they scrambled to shout in unison: "My ....."

In the squeezing and scrambling of the young people's classmates with a smile, Xia Mohan picked up the young man on the ground and walked out of the arena.

came to a mountain peak in the middle of the door and sat down, Zhou Yicheng leaned on the little girl's shoulder and grinned: "It hurts"

Xia Mohan flicked Zhou Yicheng's head: "Okay, okay, where can your head hurt?" "I guess I feel ashamed.

Zhou Yicheng pressed Xia Mohan's shoulders and continued to shake his head: "No, it's the pain in my body." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs to show Xia Mohan, and saw that Zhou Yicheng's white and tender arms and legs were all bowl-sized black and blue, swollen and blood-smeared, and there were some old and new scars, and the muscles were sunken into several pieces.

Xia Mohan sighed in his heart, the body cultivation body itself is extremely difficult and painful, and those who are not with great perseverance will not be able to persevere at all, but if they have learned a little, the skin and flesh of that body can be comparable to copper tendons and iron bones, and the natural lethality is also strong. The big man in today's battle is just brute force, and he hasn't even touched the fur of his body cultivation, but Zhou Yicheng can stand it with a few hits. Recently, my brother has been a lot more resolute, and it seems that there must be a lot of happy stories on his trip to Qizhou.

Xia Mohan smiled unkindly, and poked his fingers at the highest swollen wound: "I'll take a look at ....."

Zhou Yicheng jumped up with a "whoop", hurriedly put down his sleeves and trousers, ran eight feet away, and looked at Xia Mohan with tears in his eyes and a complaining face.

Xia Mohan stood up and chased after him and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, brother, I'll give you medicine", Zhou Yicheng hurriedly turned around and ran.

When Yang Yi came over, he saw that the little girl was pressing Zhou Yicheng who was constantly struggling, Zhou Yicheng's trouser legs were still rolled high, revealing white and tender thighs, and he kept shouting: "Don't..."

"What are you doing?"