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Tong Qianyan chuckled and scratched Tong Xin's nose, raised his head slightly, and swept his gaze in the direction where Nalan Xun and the others were.

When his eyes caught a glimpse of the old man sitting quietly beside Nalan Xun, a soft smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and he took his childlike little hand, and under the eyes of the audience, the two slowly walked out of the arena.

Silence, silence!

Everyone's eyes were slightly stunned, looking at the big hands holding small hands, slowly walking out of the venue step by step.

Originally, this was just a popular competition between the students of the academy, but the scene that happened just now was completely beyond their expectations.

Tong Qianyan, is this the strength of our Northern Wei Dynasty to kill gods? The big void palm that covered the sky and the sun still hasn't dispersed in everyone's minds until now.

Is this still the strength that a warrior can show? The earth-shattering handprint swept the entire arena, exuding a compelling momentum, in the hearts of everyone, there are only two words to describe: horror!

"With General Tong here, why can't I dominate the continent!" On the stone platform, everyone couldn't help but take a light breath, and secretly thought in their hearts, in his early twenties, he had such strength in his golden years of martial arts, and it was hard to imagine that when he was thirty years old, his own strength would be terrifying.

Half-step Grandmaster, or that suffocating Grandmaster Realm! Anything is possible.

Generally speaking, for martial artists, fifteen to thirty years old can be said to be the golden period of cultivation, and you don't see how many talented geniuses and demons have created a great reputation in this golden age of martial artists.

Let's take it closer, Meng Chuhan of Eastern Qi and Xiang Jiuling of Western Shu, the two of them were famous in the past and shocked the entire continent. Back then, the name of the East and West was quite loud.

In that turbulent era back then, how many long-famous innate masters were unwilling to worship at their feet, and there were peers who didn't know geometry, and the light was completely covered by the two.

At that time, the younger generation of Dawei was undoubtedly sad, Meng Chuhan had come to Zonglian Academy to study, but as a result, the seventeen-year-old boy Lang was also like today's Tong Qianyan, standing coldly in the ring of this martial arts arena, and under the wheel battle, he knocked down all the genius children of Zonglian Academy with punch after punch. Even those twenty-four or five-year-old college students, under his mountain-like calm and atmospheric offensive, they were defeated with hatred.

Just when everyone was paying attention to the back of Tong Qianyan leaving, the Han shirt who was lying in the corner like a dead corpse, full of loneliness, left from the back door of the arena with the support of Baili Bing and Han Mo. During this period, no one noticed that under Han Shan's pale cheeks, there was a look of indignation.

Tong Qianyan, you wait for me, one day, I will make you pay a hundred times the price for today's events.

Although his breath was weak, his narrow eyes were radiant, his arm was broken, his whole body was in severe pain, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted, all of these blows did not weaken Han Shan's heart, the burning heart. 【】

Seeing the Han shirt with swollen cheeks, a solemn face, and a speechless, Baili Bing whispered in his ear: "Senior brother, do you want me to take you to the master's place, let the master take a good look at you, you seem to be injured more seriously this time than the last time you fought with Nalan Xingde." ”

"No, don't." When he heard the word master, Han Shan's eyes were suddenly startled, and he pulled his dry throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have shamed the master today, how can I have the face to go to the master, Sister Bing, you send me back to the Han Mansion." I have my own plans. ”

"But ......"

"Not so much, but, Sister Bing, can you believe me!" Han Yi interrupted Baili Bing by interjecting, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at her a little begging.

Baili Bing sighed lightly, after all, he couldn't control the other party, and nodded lightly.

When Han Shirt and the others left from the back door in embarrassment, Cheng Yu and his party looked at the childlike innocence who was leaving, and there seemed to be a trace of undetectable worship in their eyes.

"Master, you said that with the talent of the thousand dead junior disciples, how is it compared to that Meng Chuhan." The corners of Nalan Xun's mouth twitched, as if he had thought of something, and asked sideways.

The old man who was called the master by Nalan Xun, raised his white eyebrows upward, a touch of light crossed his cloudy eyes, looking at the slender figure that was gradually moving away, his face couldn't help but tighten, and he sighed lightly: "Is Meng Chuhan?" That person, it's not what you can imagine, he was only seventeen years old when he came to our Zonglian Academy alone. ”

"But you know what? Back then, he was also in this martial arts arena, and with the power of one person, he defeated all the geniuses in the academy at that time. ”

"The most frightening thing is that when that guy finally walked out of the arena, there was no dust on his clothes, I understand that Qianyan's current strength is strong enough, but I want to meet the twenty-four-year-old Meng Chuhan, I'm afraid the odds are not good."

Nalan Xun was stunned, and immediately came back to his senses, he knew that his always arrogant master never exaggerated the facts, and the person who could let him speak in this tone was only afraid that his strength was so terrifying that even the master himself could not stop.

"Was Meng Chuhan really that strong sixty years ago? Master, are you exaggerating a little, you are now a half-step Grandmaster, I think Senior Brother Tong is probably not your opponent now. Are you exaggerating a little. Dean Wanfu looked at the old man with a serious face and a solemn expression, smiled disappreciatively, and said.

"That's right, no matter what Shizun says, you are now a half-step grandmaster, looking at our Great Wei, it is to learn from the old Hong, and the victory and defeat are all five or five, then Meng Chuhan is strong, but at that time, wasn't he also an innate martial artist! I think you're being foolish. Nalan Xun thought about it carefully, and what the junior brother said was also reasonable, so his eyes were slightly bent and he said with a smile.

The old man looked at his two beloved disciples who didn't know the height of the sky, and shook his head helplessly, it was right, the two of them were not born in that era that belonged to Meng Xiang and the others, of course they didn't know the horror of the two.

Half-step Grandmaster, Grandmaster, when it comes to the life of a martial artist, there are a few people who can step in, anywhere in the Hongwu Continent, as long as someone steps into a half-step grandmaster, then I think that this martial artist can completely break the shackles of the world, and let him break into the world, even if it turns a place upside down, no one will stop you. Because no empire would take the liberty of offending a martial artist in the Grandmaster Realm because of a trivial matter.

Even the current Great Wei looks like a strong soldier and a strong horse, as if he has a hegemonic posture, but for the martial artists of the Grandmaster Realm, he still treats each other with courtesy, and he does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

But does the martial artist of the Grandmaster Realm really represent power? Maybe if there was no Meng Xiang and the others in that era, he would really think so.

The old man shook his head as if laughing at himself, looked at the two beloved disciples beside him, moved his body, and chuckled, "Is the grandmaster very powerful?" Then what if the teacher told you that Hong Wuxiu's old ghost was defeated at the hands of an innate martial artist a year ago. ”

When Nalan Xun and the others heard this, they both turned their heads in disbelief, and looked at the amazing master with a shocked expression. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.