"Well, don't be afraid!"

Su Junbao hugged her and patted her lightly dotingly, and the other party's little hand was always tightly grasped.

Li Ya looked at them, and smiled in her heart, remembering the situation when the three of them met, maybe only the innocence and beauty of this little girl can really enter this man's heart.

Soon, it will be Su Junbao's turn to play. With the master of ceremonies shouting, it was his turn to play.

The battle platform was more than ten zhang away from the shore, and ordinary Yuanying Realm martial artists only needed to jump up with one leap.

The martial artists of the competition do this in order to show their cultivation and play a role in deterring their opponents.

Su Junbao is no exception, but his leap is not chic at all, and he almost fell into the lake.

His cultivation here is the lowest, and many people have indeed heard of his innate divine power, but they didn't say that the bounce power is good, this jump, it's really not good.

He stumbled and staggered, causing a round of laughter all around.

And the people of Zichuan Kingdom looked at the other party's pretend, and they couldn't help but snort coldly in their hearts, see how long can you pretend? Wu Yang said in his heart.

Even the Nanhua Tianjiao sitting on the main stage found it interesting.

"Is there no one in this place? Actually sent such a hairy boy on the field! I'm afraid I'm only sixteen or seventeen years old! ”

Some people say that although the upper limit of the age of martial arts competition is set to be under thirty years old, most of the martial artists here are at least twenty-four or five years old, and more than half of them are at the peak of twenty-eight or nineteen years old.

Yes, Su Junbao is completely at a loss in terms of age.

As martial artists, the Tianjiao people in Nanhua Mansion have experienced a lot of rings and competitions, but they have never seen such nonsense, and I am afraid that only such a farce will appear in this poor countryside.

"What's the matter, is there no one in Fenglan Country, send a stinky kid!" His opponent immediately had an opinion.

"It's very much recorded on the registration form, and there is a lottery, indeed!"

The master of ceremonies who served as the verdict checked the form in his hand and confirmed, saying that even he was a little confused.

Only the name is written on it, but the age is not registered. The rules of the tournament only set an upper age limit, but there is no lower age limit.

"Don't look at it, your opponent is me!"

Su Junbao clasped his arms around his chest and said.

"The rules of this martial arts competition only say that you must not be more than thirty years old, but you don't say how old you are, only that those of different realms are cultivated to the same realm as the low realm, but they don't say which realm, so why not?"

As he spoke, his voice was so loud that he burst into laughter! No one thought of saying this, and I don't know if he was thick-skinned or smart.

But even if he has great strength, what can the opponent suppress to compete with him in the same realm?

You must know that a person with a high realm, even if he is suppressed to a low realm, some essential things of his martial body still cannot be changed, such as the strength of the physical body, the capacity of the sea of qi, the purity of the true qi, and so on, all of which are things that cannot be changed, even if they are lowered to the same realm, the martial artists of the high realm still have many advantages.

Forcibly competing in the same realm seems fair, but in fact it is not so fair, but who calls you inferior to others in your own realm?

It's not fair, sometimes it's a fairness!

This young man is not favored by many people now, just looking at the size of the two sides is not in the same order of magnitude, just as it is a farce, just look at it.

But some people don't see it that way!

Tianchong Guojun Shangguan Feihong saw Su Junbao come to power, and listened to what he said, his brows couldn't help but lock slightly, others don't know Su Junbao's strength, but Shangguan Feihong knows, a high-level martial artist in the Yuanying Realm, if he suppresses the same second-order as him, he will definitely be crushed by him in terms of strength.

"Look at this guy, he might be your opponent!" He said to his son Shangguan Qingyu.

"Oh?"

When Shangguan Qingyu heard this, he was slightly surprised, he knew that there were few young people who could make his father say this, and he didn't even deserve Xue Wuye, but this time it was a teenage child.

"If you meet him on the battlefield, kill him if you can, there's no need to keep it!" Shangguan Feihong also said that even if it is Tianchongguo, it is a troublesome thing to get rid of an important minister of another vassal country, but the battle platform is the best place.

As long as the strength is strong enough, you don't need to spend any effort and money.

"Interesting!"

Shangguan Qingyu looked at the other party and only said.

On the main stage, Fei Xuezhi was indifferent from beginning to end, and only when he heard Su Junbao come on stage, he opened his eyes slightly.

She had heard some rumors that were almost ridiculous from the mouths of some people, but this was not a reason for non-Yukiori to care, non-Yukiori would be concerned, just because she was curious, so she took a few more looks.

After that, just close your eyes!

Whether you have real skills or not, you will soon know!

The opponent on the stage was very angry by the contempt of a hairy boy, he was originally a cultivator of the eighth order of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the two adjudicators who came up used secret methods to forcibly suppress his cultivation to the second order of the Yuan Infant Realm!

The rules are set by the Central Empire, and in the presence of a large audience, they of course have to maintain the authority of the Empire.

"Okay, if you want to play, Uncle Ben, I'll compensate you for playing, if you beat you to tears, don't go back to your mother to ask for milk!"

The man said, moving a little unfamiliar body, this secret method will be invalid after a while, but he is still not used to it, let alone believe that there will really be such a ridiculous thing, serious and junior hairy boy.

"I've never eaten before!" Su Junbao only said silently in his heart, his appearance was still holding his chest and feet, and he looked confident.

"Without further ado, boy, what kind of blade do you use? Uncle Ben, I can let you. The opponent asked.

"I don't use a blade!" Su Junbao said.

"Then I don't need to!"

"You'd better use it, it's good for you!" Su Junbao kindly persuaded.

"Good boy, you are looking for death!"

The opponent was very angry by this look, it was a strong man, he threw away the battle axe in his hand, and directly reached out and grabbed Su Junbao's head, which was no different from Lu Zongran at the beginning.

Su Junbao's method of dealing with him was the same, grabbing the other party's hand and clasping it, and then pulling and hugging and sticking, a strong man who was much taller than the other party was actually played into a spinning top, which once again caused bursts of warm laughter.

Su Junbao had the upper hand, but this time he didn't play that long.

Last time, no one could see through his tricks, but now there are many masters present, so it's hard to say, for the sake of insurance, after five or six rounds, Su Junbao shook his hand hard, and the strong man in his hand immediately flew out.