Time flies and flies.

When the light of the early morning shrouds the heavens and the earth.

Nine crisp and deafening bells rang throughout the entire Qianyuan Sect Mountain Gate.

Under the sound of the sound, the heads of the Qianyuan Sect surged, and the hearts of all the disciples were tight.

Whether it is a disciple who is cultivating in the practice room of the Martial Arts Hall, or reading books and cultivating in the Martial Arts Pavilion, the rest house swallows clouds and spits out mist, and spits out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, all of them look up in the direction of the disciple hall, and when the bell ends, they converge towards the disciple hall like a tide.

In less than half an hour, the disciple hall was crowded with people, and the river was endless.

Looking down, all the figures around the newly built circular martial arts platform.

Among them, there are old disciples of the previous session who were calm and stood together to discuss passionately.

There are also outer disciples who have not yet reached the beginning of the martial arts realm, and they specially came to see the competition of their young master and young master.

In addition to this, in the attic of the disciple hall, there were also many mentors, as well as the elders of the various peaks.

On the huge martial arts stage, there is a thunderbolt that is faintly revealed, and the waist is thick with divine light.

At the end of the pillar, the morning light just shone on the fluttering flag, and the word "Kui" was written.

The Great Elder of the Qianyuan Sect, who was on crutches and smiled kindly, was standing under the pillar of the head at this moment.

After glancing at the disciples gathered around the martial arts platform, he bowed down and hugged his fists to the other side of the viewing platform.

Everyone on the viewing platform who was saluted was moved, got up one after another, and returned the salute with fists.

And these people are all the heads of the family invited by Qianyuanzong, as well as the lords of various cities in Nanzhou.

The few people at the head, except for the city lord, are almost all the heads of the previous Kuishou family.

The sitting position is also very particular, obviously according to the ranking of the last leader.

It is no surprise that the position of Lin Anbo, the head of the Lin family, who is dressed extremely festively, is exactly ninety-seventh.

Families that exceed the top 100 are not so particular, and there are seats behind the 100 seats.

"It's time for the head of the Qianyuan Sect to compete again, and the rules are the same as in the past, so Yu won't say much if he is polite. ”

Nodding to these family masters, city lords, and big figures from all over Nanzhou, the Great Elder of the Qianyuan Sect refocused his gaze on the many disciples who were gearing up, surging with qi and blood, and staring at him with excitement.

The old and rich voice came out again, which suddenly made the young talents who were ready to compete for glory in the martial arts stage rise to fight.

With his head held high, the fluctuating aura in his body burst out, spreading bursts of power.

"In the first stage of the battle for the leader, there were 100 melee battles, with 200 people per game, and they appeared with a semicolon. ”

"When the bell is over, the top twenty disciples who are still standing on the melee battlefield will enter the second stage of the battle of leaders."

"Now, in the time to give everyone a cup of tea, after the time has passed, the battle for the top has officially begun..."

......

"That's too high, isn't it?"

In the crowd, all the disciples who heard this smacked their tongues one after another.

Some of the old disciples who had participated in the event also had complicated faces when they heard this.

Those who have participated in the competition for the top are not allowed to participate here.

At this moment, I also came with the mentality of seeing the excitement.

As people who have come down from the last battle for the top of the competition, they know the cruelty of the melee.

staring at the two words of the head floating on the pillar, his heart beat uncontrollably.

"Senior brother, how many numbers have you got, and if we are in a mixed battlefield, can we take care of one or two junior sisters?"

A beautiful girl with a pitiful look swept the people around her.

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she timidly walked towards a man with a murderous look on his back and wings.

She didn't know who this person was, let alone if it was someone from the top 100 families in the last year.

She only knew that the man's expression had not changed from beginning to end, and he had not

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Exudes any realm aura.

Just to that station, it is like a moment of arrogance and pine in the snow-capped mountains, and the dignified body has a tendency that is invincible.

said that he was a disciple, but he was more like a young general who came out of the military department, heroic and upright, mighty and unyielding.

"Okay!" Hearing this, the young man turned his head slightly.

A pair of eyes were like cold stars, and while falling on the girl, she only said one word.

"Thank you, brother, thank you, brother..." The man who looked at the scaly armor suit on his body agreed, and the woman suddenly smiled like a flower.

The bright eyes were kind, and when he saw the man's cool and handsome face, his heart was even more popping.

"Dongmen Army, he turned out to be the Dongmen Army of the Dongmen family..."

"The son of Tianjiao of the first family in the last competition!"

At this time, someone shouted out, and the man in the scale armor suddenly screamed in surprise.

As soon as the words came out, everyone subconsciously took a step back, their eyes stared, and their flushed faces were even more shocked.

It's like seeing some incredible big person, and my breathing is a little uneven.

However, the man still had no expression and no warmth, and although his body was sharp, it made people feel that he was supreme and majestic.

The invisible aura of the strong man made a large area vacate around him.

However, the Dongmen Army did not pay any attention to the surrounding sounds, and looked at the other young man in the crowd with restrained eyes.

The young man was handsome, dressed in white, standing in the wind, and his flowing clothes attracted the attention of many disciples in an instant.

In addition, this person is holding a white jade flute in his hand, his long ink-colored hair is dancing in the wind, his eyes hidden under the sword eyebrows are all dazed, and his blurry expression is even more sad, as if he has fallen into the past of people who are not things like water.

"The fifth Mao family, Mao Ning, the strongest enemy of the East Gate Army..."

In the distance, Fu Tianzhuo, who was squatting on the stone with Meng Yang, was raising his eyebrows and pointing to Mao Ning in the crowd.

Beside the two, there was also a Gao Yubo who had just recovered from a serious illness, and Lin Zitong, who pouted and rubbed Meng Yang's waist.

"This Mao Ning is a lover, and I heard that I fell in love with a woman in my early years. ”

As a result, the woman saw something different, clinged to the powerful, and finally married a senior official who was over half a hundred years old. ”

"How is this possible!" When Meng Yang heard this, he felt that Fu Tianzhuo was talking nonsense.

Mao Ning, who is the leader of the fifth family, is the first day of the Mao family, just ask which woman has a hole in her head, and does not choose Mao Ning, who is extraordinary in appearance and has unlimited potential, but chooses a senior official who is over half a hundred years old?

This is blindness, right?

"It's true..."Fu Tianzhuo nodded his head wildly and continued.

"At the beginning, I also heard Bai Ziyu say that Mao Ning knew and fell in love with a woman at that time, and he never revealed his identity, he regarded himself as a scholar, he had nothing to do with the, chanted a few poems, and was very pure..."

"Wait, I'm not interested in his innocence, but he has some ideas about his technique..."

Meng Yang smiled evilly, smiled, and laughed so much that Fu Tianzhuo also laughed stupidly.

"Yes, I'm also interested, the key is that this guy is too good at, not to mention the fatal hook, and he almost blew the Dongmen Army half dead. After these two made a feud, they made an appointment to fight, for the Dongmen Army, the second Hou family, the third Su family, he didn't pay attention to it, it was this Mao family Mao Ning, who was simply his nemesis..."

Hearing this, Meng Yang understood: "In other words, Mao Ning's martial arts are basically music attacks?"

"That's right, and it's a musical attack, and it's innately able to master the ability to condense souls and transform into shapes at a very high level. ”

"Condensing the soul, are you saying that he can combine the rhythm and the martial soul into one?"

Fu Tianzhuo nodded, and then chuckled, "But you don't have to worry, Kui Shoushi."

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Among the geniuses of the family, except for you, this Mao Ning martial soul is the strongest, but it is only the level of the eighth grade of the mortal level, which is trivial. ”

"Why don't you say that I'm the lowest in all the battles for the leader?"

"You are a monster, can you be the same, people walk with their tails between their legs in the early days of martial arts, and you are as strong as taking a strong pill. ”

"Now when I think about your martial soul of one yuan and six turns, I feel like I'm dreaming. ”

"You wait first..."At this moment, Meng Yang suddenly bared his teeth and took a breath, turned his head to look at Lin Zitong, and said helplessly: "My young lady, you keep poking my waist pole dryly, the words were said by Fu Tianzhuo, shouldn't you poke him?"

"Who asked you to mention it, you are the big villain, Fu Tianzhuo is the little villain..."

The corners of Meng Yang's mouth grinned, and he looked at Fu Tianzhuo, who was pale and smiled: "Did you hear it, don't call it Dad." ”

"I called your mother's skin, which was originally mentioned by you, and the source of evil is you. ”

"Even if I mention it, I said it very tactfully, you go directly, the marriage is decided. ”

"I'm telling the truth, you see Sister Zitong getting angry, how much like a princess..."

"......" The two of them were teasing Lin Zitong here, Gao Yubo didn't dare to laugh if he wanted to, and he almost held back his internal injuries.

It's also to blame Fu Tianzhuo's big mouth, Meng Yang just said that the prince of Yongyi Wang will come to Qianyuan Sect to cultivate next year, this guy gossiped, shouting every day that Lin Zitong is princess is portrait, and said that he should hurry up and make a good relationship, maybe his family's future business can still be done by the side of the prince, but Meng Yanglei is not light, and there is a question mark on his face.

......

"Brother Lin, I don't know how many times this time, your little guy can help you win the top spot?"

On the viewing platform, Lin Anbo was looking for his daughter and Meng Yang, and a round-faced middle-aged man next to him came up.

As the head of the family outside the top 100 families, the round-faced middle-aged man with a struggling expression can only complain to the familiar Lin Anbo.

Especially when I heard that the Lin family had a proud son of heaven this time, surnamed Meng Mingyang, the bitterness on the face of the middle-aged man with a round face was even stronger.

At that time, it came into his ears from time to time, and the discussion about Meng Yang's strong talent made him unable to sit still.

"It turned out to be the owner of Mengjiazhuang..."Lin Anbo turned his head to look, and his expression couldn't help but become complicated.

At the beginning, it was this round-faced middle-aged man who turned Meng Yang away, and in desperation, Meng Yang switched to the Lin family as a sparring partner.

Looking back now, it's only been half a year, but what happened in it is really embarrassing.

Fortunately, his Lin family cherished his talents and discovered Meng Yang's talent, otherwise this year's leader would probably have difficulty entering the top 100.

Thinking of this, Lin Anbo did not hide it, and said confidently: "At least the top ten..."

"Top ten?" The round-faced middle-aged man took a sharp breath and subconsciously exclaimed: "But Meng Yang?"

Looking at the round-faced middle-aged man with an anxious and annoyed expression, as well as a sharp voice that suddenly raised, Lin Anbo nodded again and again.

"Hey, maybe it's all fate, blame me, blame me..."

There were so many emotions in his eyes that Lin Anbo couldn't help but feel melancholy.

Lin Anbo, who also sighed, turned his head, swept his eyes casually, and happened to see his daughter.

I saw that on the stone, Lin Zitong was pinching his pink fist and kept beating Fu Tianzhuo, who was screaming.

That fierce appearance, and the arms that flicked like raindrops, made the corners of Lin Anbo's mouth twitch violently, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

With an embarrassed smile on his face, he secretly glanced at the people around him, and at the same time there was an equally fierce shadow in his mind.

And that Qianying is Lin Zitong's mother, the deep love, selflessness of love, and the bitterness of love, but after giving birth to Lin Zitong, the Zhong Ling woman who couldn't wake up, the wild girl who has been seen for ten years and makes herself unforgettable.

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