"Dad, he's a liar! Pretending to be a genius at a young age and sensationalizing the public, how can it be worth your bother. ”

Fang Xueliu raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Senior Brother Wuyan, the peerless genius of our Lingyun Sect, has only been promoted to the first rank for two and a half months when he was in the Open Source Realm.

This kid pretended to be a ghost and pretended to be profound, but in the end, he lacked common sense in martial arts and completely pretended to be exposed. ”

"Bastard!"

Fang Qi was furious, "You girl, you've only been out for a few days, and you've forgotten about it."

Your Lingyun Division? Hehe, my Qi Ke really gave birth to a good and ungrateful daughter. ”

"Daddy! That's not what I meant! ”

Fang Xue was reprimanded by her father several times, she was arrogant, where could she bear it. I didn't dare to follow Fang Qi, and my anger suddenly turned to Qingji,

shouted angrily: "Qingji, it's all you!" You waste, it's just a matter of pretending to be a god and pretending to be a genius, but you just ran to my house to show off, which made my father so unhappy! ”

"Sister Fang Xue, this ...... This one...... Hey...... Uncle Fang Qi, I will give you more advice today. It's not too early, the kid still has some things to do, so he'll retire, he'll retire......"

Seeing Fang Xue being arrogant, Qingji's scalp was numb, and he didn't know how he provoked the other party.

This kind of entangled woman is the most terrifying, and it is better to be less troublesome. At that moment, he hurriedly saluted Fang Qi and said goodbye, and fled in embarrassment in the other party's continuous retention and apology.

"Humph! This waste! Swindler! Don't let me meet you next time......"

Fang Xue stood proudly in the courtyard, and his anger was still unsubsided. If it weren't for her father's side, she really wanted to chase him out and beat this kid hard.

With her strong strength that had just been promoted to the pinnacle of the Quenching Source Realm, she would definitely make the other party deeply understand the serious consequences of provoking her anger.

"Waste?"

Fang Qi looked at his daughter's slightly distorted face that was angry and slightly distorted, and couldn't help but be angry and a little helpless.

Thinking of his deceased wife who died prematurely, Fang Qi's heart softened. Shaking his head and sighing, "Xue'er, you've just been cultivating in the Spirit Cloud Department for a few months. I sat in the well and watched the sky, thinking that my eyes had been opened?

I'll ask you. What kind of waste can easily defeat Wu Jun who casts the 'Wu Sage Séance**' when he is in the Human King Realm?

What kind of waste can sweep away the martial artists of my Lingyu Department Nine Grades of Open Source when they are open source?

What kind of waste can beat your father with the cultivation of the peak of Juyuan, so that he can barely catch his ferocious blow?

Qingji, a young man, is a little late in entering the open source realm in terms of his age. But if it doesn't make a hit, it's a blockbuster. At this moment, his performance is far better than any genius powerhouse that your father has seen or heard in his life.

Did you see the last blow he just delivered? How terrifying are such unpredictable combat skills?

What kind of genius senior brother are you, Moti, I'm afraid that Lord Wukun, the strongest person in my eight divisions, if he fights with him when he is in the open source realm, he will definitely be beaten to the sky and the ground!

In time, this son will become a strong man. If he is a waste, who else in my Spiritual Rain Department dares to say that he is not a waste? Hum! ”

Fang Qi said, took Fang Ling's small hand and walked into the house, leaving Fang Xue stunned in place.

"Qingji...... Open source three-product ......"

Fang Xue came back to her senses and showed a thoughtful look. She has obtained the true inheritance of the Great Elder of the Spirit Cloud Department, and now her martial arts cultivation is not weaker than Fang Qi.

I didn't think much about the anger just now, but as soon as I woke up at this time, I suddenly recalled the previous fight between the two in my mind.

This was truly a battle that upended her perception of martial arts. In the case of Daddy Fang Qi's continuous improvement of the realm, until the Nine Grades of the Open Source were opened, he was still beaten by the Qing Ji of the Open Source Three Products and fled all over the house.

This young man's shot is really like a tiger and a leopard, like a dragon, unpredictable and intimidating.

In the past, the people of the Wusheng clan competed in martial arts, and the one with the highest realm always won. Occasionally, one or two overstepping the ranks and winning the game is also because of the high-level exercises.

How could she have thought that in the battle between the two sides, only with a few changes in fists and feet, they could be so rigid and soft, unpredictable, and extremely wonderful.

"If one day, he will also advance to the Quenching Source Realm. With the same cultivation, with this unpredictable use of strength and changes in fists and feet, can I ...... Could it be his one-trick enemy? ”

Thinking of this, Fang Xue's face turned pale and couldn't help but be stunned.

…………

In the early morning of this day, a message from Wushengfeng reached Wuyang and Wuhong.

Duan Shiying, the Great Wilderness Evil Emperor, and the Demon Destroying Venerable Xiang were ruthless, and the two world-famous powerhouses fought a decisive battle in the eight-hundred-mile ice field outside the Ten Thousand Demon City.

The two sides fought fiercely for a day and a night, and finally Duan Shiying burned the natal divine source, and with a 'Sen Luo descended into the world', Xiang was almost scattered.

If it weren't for the rescue of a group of strong people in the city, a generation of Demon Venerables would almost die on the spot.

Although Duan Shiying's cultivation is shocking, his fists are also difficult to beat. As many powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Demon City swarmed and besieged, they had no choice but to break through with injuries.

However, these things are too far out of reach for secular warriors.

The Lingyu Department also knew a little about Wuyang and Wuhong, and the two of them didn't care about it. After all, their energy is all condensed at the upcoming Wuchi meeting at this moment.

Autumn and winter are coming, and the climate in the mountains is getting colder and colder. However, in recent days, the battle between a group of young martial artists in the martial arts arena has been particularly fierce.

It turned out that in order to get rid of the humiliation of the last seat at next year's Wuchi meeting, the leader Wuyang and the great elder Wuhong discussed and decided to hold a selection competition for young martial artists of the Lingyu Department in the spring of next year.

The winners of the top three will be directly qualified to represent the Lingyu Department in the battle of the Wuchi Society.

In addition, in order to prevent unexpected unpopularity. The other two places for participation in the conference were personally designated by the great elder Wu Hong according to the overall performance of the young people in the martial arts arena on weekdays.

As a result, several of the most powerful young powerhouses in the ministry launched a crazy duel in the martial arts arena every day.

They were looking forward to achieving a breakthrough in martial arts through constant fighting, and they also wanted to take this opportunity to attract the attention of Great Elder Wuhong.

After all, except for the two perverts of Uteng and Upo. Everyone is similar in strength, and no one is sure that they will definitely be able to stand out in the selection competition and win the top three.

In case of a mismatch at that time, these previous achievements in the martial arts arena will definitely become an important basis for the second screening.

So these days, there are several young powerhouses with similar combat strength, in order to defeat their opponents, they are almost to the point of fighting to the death.

Grand Elder Wuhong has also been sitting on the sidelines every day recently, always watching the competition. As long as there is no imminent major damage, he will not intervene and let them fight fiercely.

In contrast, the radical Wuyang is a little nervous. I am afraid that these teenagers will miss and cause irreparable tragedy.

But he also understands Uhon's painstaking efforts. These young powerhouses in the ministry have already reached their own bottlenecks, but they have not been able to break through for a long time.

Perhaps for them, only a life-and-death struggle is the most stimulating cultivation method.

(End of chapter)