took the cold snow and swirled around the Ziyun Villa, and then sent it out of the mountain gate after lunch. It's not that Zhang Yingjun continues to lick the dog, it's just that he is born with a hospitable personality!

In the afternoon, Zhang Yingjun called Mo Wuwu and Xiang Tian to discuss the next competition in Southwest County, and Zhang Yingjun's idea was to hope that they would have more experience.

For being able to compete with other talents, the two brothers are very eager.

In order to let his disciples intuitively understand his strength, Zhang Yingjun spent a hundred prestige points to buy a strength test stone from the system.

Although the strength test stone is also available in the Star Source Continent, it can only measure the power of one million true martial arts at most, and as for those who are innate and strong, they don't know how much true martial power they have.

From an intuitive point of view, the division of strength of the martial artists of the Star Source Continent is actually divided by strength, and the strength is basically controlled at the corresponding rank.

As for those forces that can only cross the ranks, they are only a few.

Now Mo Wuwu is in the late stage of the Yellow Order, but because after cultivating the Heaven Conquering Creation Divine Skill, the Xuan Qi has become an aura, but under the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth, there will be no very powerful cultivator spells.

It means that you still need to improve your Xuan Qi cultivation, just use your aura to improve, and at most increase the proportion of strength.

The late stage of the Yellow Rank is the true martial power of one thousand and five, Mo Wuwu stood in front of the strength test stone, took a deep breath and punched the test stone.

The fist hit the strength test stone with white energy, and then the test stone appeared with a sci-fi pattern, and then a set of numbers appeared on the CNC display screen.

"The Power of Six Thousand True Martial Arts"

This set of numbers Mo Wuwu himself was stunned, as a martial artist of the original Star Source Continent, or a disciple of the great clan of Southwest County, Mo Wuwu was clear about the power of every rank.

The last time he faced Long Yi and them, although Mo Wuwu won the battle, he only thought that it was an advantage in martial arts, plus the consumption of spiritual energy was extremely small.

But now seeing that his strength was four times that of the corresponding rank, Mo Wuwu was a little confused.

It's not surprising that Zhang Yingjun is standing aside, god-level exercises! There is no improvement at all, is it embarrassing to say that it is god-level?

Xiang Tian couldn't help but feel itchy as he watched Mo Wuwu's numerical values on the side, wondering how much strength he had.

Mo Wuwu, who was immediately pushing away, shouted loudly and smashed his fist on the strength test stone.

The lines flashed, the values rolled upward, and then stopped at the power of three thousand true martial arts.

Seeing this value, Xiang Tian's face couldn't help but darken, after all, his strength was half lower than Mo Wuwu's, he couldn't accept this situation, and even thought that the test stone was broken.

Xiang Tian complained: "This thing is not accurate!"

Zhang Yingjun's face sank when he heard this.

"How can the test stone for the teacher be bad, your strength in the middle of the Yellow Rank is five hundred true martial power, and the Heaven Conquering Creation Divine Skill has increased by four times, that is, two thousand, but now you have three thousand true martial power, you are still not happy?"

As soon as Xiang Tian heard this, he immediately thought that after breaking through the late stage of the Yellow Order, he would definitely be able to surpass Mo Wuwu, and the position of the senior brother was just around the corner, thinking that Xiang Tian looked at Mo Wuwu with a grin.

Zhang Yingjun didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu he was fighting, but stretched his waist and swung his legs there, and he also wanted to see how much strength he had.

Under the strange eyes of the two disciples, Zhang Yingjun rushed towards the strength test stone with a "ha" sound.

"Groove"

Zhang Yingjun didn't know what he tripped over, and then stumbled and hit his head on the strength test stone.

"Weng. ”

The test stone flashed, and the value appeared, "Twelve thousand true martial powers." ”

This situation stunned the two disciples.

Xiang Tian was the first to step forward and said enviously, "Master, are you an iron head skill?"

Judging from Xiang Tian's expression, it was definitely envy, but in Zhang Yingjun's opinion, this was mocking himself.

In order to punish Xiang Tian's disrespectful elders, Zhang Yingjun took out a piece of black Xuantie and said, "Hmph! This is 400,000 catties of Xuantie, and in the future, you can't lose two hours a day with this weightlift." ”

This is a relatively common metal in the Xingyuan Continent, but this kind of dark iron is obviously of great mass, so 400,000 jin is not very large.

From a scientific point of view, that is, the world can't hold a few tons or even hundreds of tons of power at every turn, if the mass is not large, then what kind of sword is used in the fight, directly rely on the strength to lift the stone mountain and carry it directly, see who is unhappy and directly suppress him into a monkey.

So for the sake of the order of heaven and earth, many things are stronger and heavier.

Xiang Tian definitely didn't want to see Xiang Tian! But Zhang Yingjun was the master, so there must be a way to help him, and after going up and beating him, Xiang Tian honestly took over Xuantie.

It's useless to reason in this world, so is there still two sentences of the way of the Confucian sage to make the martial artists of this world reasonable?

Therefore, fists are always the last word, and Xiang Tian didn't dare to vomit anymore, after all, his sister was obviously on Zhang Yingjun's side.

"Childe, the city lord of Situ is visiting. ”

Zhang Yingjun had just beaten Xiang Tian's nose and swollen face, when a doorman came to report.

Zhang Yingjun knew that Situ Fan had come to see Situ Mufeng, so he nodded and said, "Please invite them to come to the hall." ”

Saying that, Zhang Yingjun called Mo Wuwu and the two brothers to go to the hall.

Zhang Yingjun would definitely not refuse to send money, and what Zhang Yingjun said at the time was that he was only a registered disciple.

"Hahahaha, it's good not to see Zhang Gongzi for a day. ”

Situ Fan was polite as soon as he came up, but Situ Mufeng in the back was as uncomfortable as eating, and stood there with a look of grievance.

Zhang Yingjun felt that if Situ Mufeng cut the little jj, she would not have to fight estrogen, and she would be an original woman.

"Haha, the city lord is polite, don't say much, just hand over Mu Feng to me, I will definitely make him a man who stands up to the sky. ”

Situ Fan also heard the meaning, but he also knew that his son was too woman, and if Zhang Yingjun let him be able to be arrogant, he would not lose the five million Xuan Stones.

To be honest, at the beginning, Situ Fan wanted Zhang Yingjun to be Situ Mufeng's master, but it was only because he offended Zhang Yingjun's master twice, so he thought of this method when he wanted to get the relationship back, after all, if he was an enemy of a late Heavenly Rank master, even the minister of the Imperial City had to weigh it.

After a few polite words with Zhang Yingjun, Situ Fan left two guards who took care of his son and left.

Zhang Yingjun sent Situ Fan to the door, looking at Situ Fan who was walking away, he was still quite comfortable, he had set up two enemies in Ziyun City before, and now Li Ru has become a fool, and Situ Fan's side is actually just a feud with Situ Mufeng, but Situ Fan also chooses to befriend himself when he takes care of his fake master.

For Zhang Yingjun, who likes to live a comfortable life, he is still happy to see it.

Back in the courtyard, Situ Mufeng stood there unnaturally, with a tangled face on his face.

During this time, he was trying to find a way to kill Zhang Yingjun's master and apprentice, but he didn't expect Zhang Yingjun to suddenly appear as a master in the late stage of the Heavenly Order, so scared that he didn't dare to go out for this time, obviously frightened by the suppression of the divine soul.

Zhang Yingjun looked at Situ Mufeng and smiled and didn't speak.

Seeing Zhang Yingjun looking at him like this, Situ Mufeng was a little creepy, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back from the guard's entry point, so that he felt a little more secure.

"Hahahaha, Mu Feng, come on, let's talk alone. ”

Zhang Yingjun said, and the buddies in front of him generally hugged Situ Mufeng's shoulders and walked to the study.

It's a pity that under Zhang Yingjun's strong and heavy force, there is no room for resistance at all, like a frightened little lady.

Situ Mufeng's guards saw that their young master was suppressed like this, and they couldn't help but want to come up and save the young master from fire and water.

However, Duan Kun on the side took Long Er to pull one by one to the backyard canteen, saying that he would not get drunk.

The two guards of the late Yellow Rank Great Perfection were unable to resist at all under the pull of the two early Xuan Ranks.

"Childe, what should I do. ”

The guards hurriedly called for help to Situ Mufeng.

Situ Mufeng was more anxious than them.

I can only urgently shout "What are you going to do!" like a frightened little daughter-in-law.

Zhang Yingjun was in the hall, sitting in the front hall, Zhang Yingjun was wearing a Mao suit, like a martial arts master.

Mo Wuwu and Xiang Tian each stood on one side, looking magnificent.