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Many Yuanmen disciples gathered around the ring of the martial arts competition, glaring angrily at the group of people in the same costume who were showing off their martial arts in the ring, and gritted their teeth tightly.

"Defeated again......"

With an unwilling low roar, a disciple in Yuanmen costume was slapped on the back by the young man opposite, vomited blood and flew out, and smashed on the ground outside the ring, the sound of the plopping flesh collision was clearly audible, if Duan Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person, it was Mao Yu who had some small contradictions with him.

"Haha, give and take."

Not far away, a red-haired old man in red stroked his beard and said to the elder of the Yuanmen beside him with a smile.

Several Yuanmen elders glanced at him, but they didn't smile.

As a well-deserved overlord in the east, Yuanmen's strength is naturally undoubted, but there are also many sects in this area, just like the current Zhongshan Sect, which is second only to Yuanmen in strength.

The Zhongshan Sect has always had the intention of replacing the Yuanmen, but the top forces of the Yuanmen such as Liu Yuan are too strong, and the Zhongshan Sect can only give up its ambitions and focus on the younger generation instead, and will come to worship the mountain every year, that is, to challenge and learn.

Of course, every time I came back in embarrassment.

However, this year is different, this year's Zhongshan Sect is menacing, and there is a talented Tianjiao, and now he is already famous in the Starfall Empire.

The most important thing is that Zhongshan Sect heard that there is no one in the younger generation of Yuanmen now!

"Bang ......"

It was another three consecutive competitions, and none of them were defeated, although there was a part of the reason for the strength of the disciples of the Zhongshan Sect this year, but more importantly, their senior brother Wei Ning had not appeared since he came back from the sect competition.

And the idol of their young disciple never returned.

"Damn, if Senior Brother is here, how dare they be so arrogant."

A Yuanmen disciple held Mao Yu and clenched his fists angrily.

A group of Zhongshan Sect disciples in the ring smiled brightly, and the young man in yellow hooked his fingers at the Yuanmen disciples below, and laughed: "What's the matter, no one dares to come up?" I've heard that there are a lot of talented people in the Yuanmen. ”

At a glance, four of the five disciples of this group of Zhongshan Sect were in the Spirit Infant Realm, and the fifth black-clothed young man had a strong aura and faintly reached the edge of the Spiritual Infant Realm.

Zhongshan Sect's greatest confidence: Wang Han.

Wang Han was supposed to participate in last year's Heroes Meeting, but later due to the delay, he sneered at the Tianjiao who emerged from the younger generation of the Heroes Association, in his opinion, if he went, there would be nothing to do with them.

Especially the leader of the group of heroes, Li Mo, he was even more implicitly disdainful, how capable a person who had been ruined for five hundred years of the sect was.

But since he missed it, he just did, he has been cultivating in the sect so far, and finally broke through in strength, came out to break through, he first went to the south, challenged Ziyu Peak, and accidentally defeated Jia Wu of Ziyu Peak, and became famous.

Then he ran to Yujianzhai and fought with the glass fairy, and narrowly won.

The name of Wang Han of Zhongshan Sect spread completely.

When he ran to Xuanzong with great vigor and wanted to go head-to-head with the rumored first beauty of the empire, he unexpectedly found that Dongfang Xuanyin had reached the sixth level of the Spirit Infant Realm, and he was so frightened that he turned around and left.

There was a young man with scarlet nails at the door who stopped him, and Wang Han, who rarely wandered outside, didn't recognize who he was for a while, and he had a trick with his itchy hands.

As a result, he returned to the sect covered in injuries and recuperated for several weeks.

It's not that the villain slaughter is so powerful, they actually don't have much difference in strength, but they can't stand the villain's lifeless offensive, so if it's a complete life-fighting move, the terrifying Wang Han is defeated and retreating, that's a complete madman.

Xuanzong, Wang Han suffered a big loss.

Eventually, he returned to the east and came to the Yuanmen.

Wang Han's eyes swept over the angry Yuanmen disciples, stretched his waist indifferently, and said boringly: "Why can't anyone fight, is the current Yuanmen already defeated like this, bad." ”

As soon as these words came out, even a few Yuanmen elders sank their faces

"Wang Han! How to speak. ”

The red-haired elder of the Zhongshan Sect scolded, and then said with a smile: "Don't be surprised by the elders, this kid has always spoken straight with this character, and he can't teach it no matter how he teaches." ”

Elder Yuanmen, who was dressed in an elder's robe, sneered.

On the top of the mountain peak not far away, two sturdy young men with unusually burly bodies, almost twice as tall as ordinary people, stood on the two sides, and the purple-clothed girl in the middle clasped her knees with her hands, quietly watching the battle in the ring below.

"Senior Brother Wei Ning still hasn't come out?"

The girl in purple said softly.

A stout young man shook his head, and his voice was thick: "No one dares to call him, and no one wants to call him." ”

The girl in purple was silent, she looked up at the sky, and the black-shirted young man with a lazy smile came to her mind, why didn't he come back, why couldn't he come back.

Thinking about it, the girl in purple couldn't help it, buried her head in her knees, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

The Celestial Wolf Tiger sighed lightly.

"Heavenly Eagle Quliu Liuyun Three Kingdoms, in the next sect competition, I will definitely let them pay for their blood debts!"

The Celestial Tiger clenched his casserole-sized fist.

After a long while, the girl in purple raised her head slightly, wiped the liquid from the corners of her eyes, looked at the martial arts arena below with beautiful eyes, and bit her red lip: "If he is here, he will definitely come out at this time, put on his squishy appearance again, and then go up and beat them fiercely." ”

"I don't believe these bunnies."

The Heavenly Tiger gritted his teeth and was about to rush down, but the Heavenly Wolf grabbed him.

"Although our cultivation speed is a miracle, but now we only have two levels of Spirit Infant Realm, so Wang Han's strength is extremely close to the fourth level of Spirit Infant Realm, how can you fight?"

Sky Wolf snorted.

Compared to the Heavenly Tiger, the Heavenly Wolf was much calmer.

"Then what should I do, just let them show off their power and deceive us?"

Tianhu is unwilling.

A pair of arms rested lightly on the shoulders of the girl in purple.

"You're right, if that guy was here, he'd wait until these guys were a little bit wilder, jump a little more, and then whistle and come out and pretend to be that and slap them in the face."

Wei Ning, who looked a little haggard, exhaled lightly, and there was a look of remembrance in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Wei Ning......"

Lin Xuehan bit her red lip tightly.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't bring that guy back, I'm a senior brother on the surface, it's really useless."

Wei Ning took a step forward and laughed at himself.

The strong aura erupted into Wei Ning's body, and he jumped down, and fell into the ring under the surprised eyes of many Yuanmen disciples.

"Big brother!"

"Senior Brother Wei Ning!"

Many Yuanmen disciples were pleasantly surprised.

Wang Han, who has been lazy, straightened his waist, his face was slightly solemn, and he had already heard of the name of Weining, the leader of the last two Heroes Association, was a little stronger than Jia Wu.

Wei Ning pressed down with his hands, and the tidal cries around him stopped.

Wei Ning looked at Wang Han, his eyes were calm and abnormal, and Wang Han grinned.

The two of them collided together like two cannonballs, and the fierce battle broke out in an instant, without any fancy or words, and they just started like this.

The crowd in the ring suddenly scattered.

"The gate guard is Ning, the strongest is finally willing to show up."

The red-haired elder of the Zhongshan Sect nodded slightly.

"Huh."

A middle-aged man in a green shirt appeared behind them at some point, and his laughter was a little inexplicable.

"Sect Master!"

The surrounding Yuanmen hurriedly saluted, and the red-haired elders of the Zhongshan Sect and the others also changed their complexions, Liu Yuan would actually show up for this kind of thing?

This is one of the ten powerhouses of the Empire!

Liu Yuan glanced at the red-haired elder and said lightly: "If the strongest one of the Yuan Sect is here, it will be in vain for all the disciples you brought today to go together." ”

The red-haired elder's face was ugly, but he didn't dare to fight back, after all, the other side was a genuine high-level spiritual power, even if their Zhongshan Sect Master was here, he had to be honest.

Liu Yuan glanced at the martial arts ring and sighed: "Wei Ning, this kid, has been entangled by demons all the time in half a year, and it is difficult to cultivate, he can't win this game." ”

The faces of the surrounding elders of the Yuanmen were gloomy.

Indeed, with Wei Ning's heavenly posture, his cultivation in the past six months has not been able to catch up with the rapid growth rate of rising stars such as the Heavenly Wolf and Heavenly Tiger, perhaps for ordinary people, Wei Ning's transformation from one to three in half a year is already extremely good, but in the eyes of Liu Yuan and others, his cultivation can completely rise by one or two grades.

The battle between Wei Ning and Wang Han was dazzling.

"He is worthy of being the elder brother of the Yuanmen, the former leader of the Heroes Association, and his strength is really extraordinary."

Wang Han struck Wei Ning with regret, laughed, and the spiritual power in his body surged out: "But if you have this strength, it's better to admit defeat obediently." ”

Powerful spiritual power rushed out, Wang Han turned into a phantom, and attacked Wei Ning again and again, the speed was so fast that everyone was shocked.

"It's definitely a ground-level body magic spirit skill!"

There was a frightened voice among the disciples of the Yuanmen.

Wang Han's speed at this moment has broken through the margin, as strange as a ghost.

Under such offensives, Wei Ning retreated one after another.

Just because the two of them attacked Wei Ning normally, they were already at a slight disadvantage, not to mention that Wang Han also used the ground-level body magic spirit technique at the moment, Wei Ning completely became a target.

"Bang ......"

After fighting again and again, Wei Ning finally began to be a little overwhelmed, and finally was blasted out in the wide eyes of countless Yuanmen disciples, and he walked on the ground for several meters before he stopped.

"Senior Brother Wang is mighty!"

The disciple of the Zhongshan Sect shouted excitedly, and the red-haired elder also showed joy, he secretly glanced at Liu Yuan, whose face was sad and joyless, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more wide.

"Senior Brother Wei Ning...... Defeated. ”

The disciples of Yuanmen were unwilling one by one, but they were helpless

Wei Ning slowly stood up holding on to the ground, his gaze swept over the disappointed Yuanmen disciples around him, and the self-deprecation on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

He disappointed everyone again and again.

I'm really sorry.

Wei Ning staggered and walked slowly outside the ring, looking like a dying old man.

"Damn, Lao Tzu, I fought for half my life today, and I'm going to scrap that thing."

The green tendons of the Heavenly Tiger on the mountain peak burst out.

Everyone was speechless, only the wild laughter of the disciples of the Zhongshan Sect echoed.

"Vulnerable."

The corners of Wang Han's mouth were disdainful, and his eyes were contemptuous.

A black-shirted figure slowly approached from the stairs in the distance.

He was wearing a black shirt, with a Qingfeng sword tied around his waist, a wine gourd in his hand, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.