[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site " ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Jue Feng, on the test platform, a young man in white stands upright**bubble! book*

"Idiot, find your own abuse"

"The face is too raw, it may have only recently entered the peak, it is really fearless for those who don't know"

No matter how cynical outsiders were, Yu Xiaojie was unmoved

Yang Kang, the candidate of Yanxi's holy son, is the only one who does not reveal the slightest emotion

"Has he grown to this point?"

Yu Xiaojie and the others were personally brought into the Holy Realm by him, and he also knew something about the young man's temperament, Yang Kang knew in his heart that if he was not sure, he would definitely not do it

"Brother, come on," Yu Xiaofeng raised his arms and shouted behind him

"Young man, have you decided to take on the challenge?" asked the old man on the high ground, frowning slightly

The young man cultivates the bloodline, and at this time, in the eyes of everyone, he is an ordinary person

The fact that an ordinary person wants to challenge the Son of the Four Senses or more is just a joke in their opinion

"Hmm," Yu Xiaojie nodded heavily

At this moment, the scene gradually quieted down, and some mockery was not heard again

"Very well, then pick the person you want to challenge" The old man put away the light in his eyes and preached

Yu Xiaojie raised his head, swept over the peak, stayed on the girl slightly, and looked at the ten holy sons to be chosen

"You"

Stretching out his finger, Yu Xiaojie pointed directly at the Holy Son who had just laughed

was pointed at by an ordinary person and called a challenge, and suddenly his face became a little gloomy, and he even felt a few mocking glances around him

No matter how unwilling he is, he must still accept the challenge at this time, otherwise, it will be regarded as abstaining and admitting defeat

"Very good, I admire your guts"

Falling down, he stood in front of Yu Xiaojie, his gloomy face and twitching corners of his mouth looked a little hideous

Start

As the old man's voice fell, the Son who was waiting to be chosen stood up directly, raised his fist, and smashed towards Yu Xiaojie's head

"Bang"

There was no trick, two fists bumped together

"Pedaling"

Both of them took a few steps back, basically winning or losing

The punch didn't work, and the face of the Chosen Son was not good-looking, as if he heard the laughter coming from the peak

Even an ordinary person can't handle it, so he can be regarded as the first to be the chosen son

"Give Me Death"

As soon as he stomped on the ground, he rose up again, carrying the fire in his fist, and smashed straight into the white-clothed young man opposite

"Bang Bang Bang"

Yu Xiaojie was completely unmoved, and when he hit him with a punch, he met him with his fist

Flesh fist against fire palm, he did not fall behind at all

After many times of hard resistance, others put away their expressions of watching the play, and their eyes were full of surprise

"How can he be an ordinary person, and his forging body can be so strong?"

The old antiques have also been looking at this side, and when they saw Yu Xiaojie fighting with his flesh fist, not falling behind, their eyes were full of astonishment

"The ** who can resist the vitality, a young man, how did he forge it?"

At this time, after a slight stunned, the Chosen Son gradually calmed down, and he was not a reckless person to become the Chosen Son

"Bang"

After another punch, the two staggered and stood opposite each other

"Presumably, you are a cultivator of body forging, yes, ** can be so strong, your talent is indeed not weak"

Yu Xiaojie ignored him, looked at him coldly, raised his fist, and snatched up

"But are you really so naïve to think that you can resist me?"

Seeing that Yu Xiaojie dared to take the initiative, he was a little angry

"Poison"

From his pupils, two fiery fire dragons burst out, and then spread all over his body, as if wearing a flame armor

His mutation, Yu Xiaojie did not withdraw his fist, and smashed it straight down

"Bang"

That's right, an extremely hot force rushed into Yu Xiaojie's body along the fist, making him retreat in a hurry

There was no hurry to choose the Holy Son, he looked at Yu Xiaojie with a smug face, and his face was a little flustered

"How? It's just two tricks, why can't it?" he said with some sarcastic expression

"** can only be compared to a trick"

This data immediately appeared in Yu Xiaojie's mind

The mind turned, and the gray energy rushed in the bloodline, and in an instant, it devoured all the invading blazing energy, leaving no trace behind

"Hey, hey, it's over"

From the body of the Chosen Son, three living dragons burst out, and the invisible coercion rippled and raged in all directions

"Really?"

Looking at the three fire dragons that came straight down, Yu Xiaojie snorted coldly

"Broken"

The fist carried the gray mang, Yu Xiaojie did not retreat, but advanced, raised his fist, and smashed it towards a fire dragon dragon's head

"Bang"

The fist fell, the flames splashed, and Yu Xiaojie was also shocked back

The fire dragon groaned sadly, unabated with ferocity, and crashed towards him again

"Bang"

With one hand against the dragon's horn, Yu Xiaojie raised another fist and slammed it towards the dragon's head

"Bang"

The fist carrying the gray mangs smashed directly into the dragon's head, and the gray mangs burst out from the fist, directly crushing the entire faucet

From resisting the dragon's head to the dissipation of the fire dragon, it was just a moment, looking at the white-clothed young man who was fighting with the two fire dragons, everyone was extremely stunned

"How is that possible? That is the fire dragon that has been transformed by vitality, and it has been smashed like this?"

No one wants to believe this fact

"What's up with the gray energy in his fist?"

Those who observed carefully found the gray on Yu Xiaojie's fist

"Pretty strange, gray, I've never heard of this kind of energy."

The old antiques are also puzzled

"Could it be forged?"

Unconsciously, the contempt that everyone present had for the teenager had dissipated, and the remaining teenager was very mysterious

The Holy Son Tianhao stood at the peak, looking at the two people on the competition platform, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off, his pupils were shining, but there was some surprise on his face

"Bang"

With a sudden turn, Yu Xiaojie smashed the fire dragon that was chasing after him again

"Brother, it's good, smash it all" Yu Xiaofeng shouted in the distance

There was only one fire dragon left on the scene, and Yu Xiaojie's eyes flashed with coldness, and he raised his fist to bully him

"Bang Bang Bang"

Under Yu Xiaojie's fist, the last fire dragon also hated being smashed

"Whew..."

After a few breaths, the blood flowed all over his body, and Yu Xiaojie felt that he had recovered his peak, and then he looked at the Holy Son to be chosen opposite

"It's just the beginning, are you really so naïve that you think that you can defeat me with just your little move?"

The Chosen Holy Son did not have the slightest sense of panic, and looked at Yu Xiaojie who walked in steps, and he spoke out with some disdain