readx;?“ Wilson, don't talk nonsense, what does this waste have to do with my Robert family? How can he be my Roger's brother? My father is very wise, and has already kicked this waste out of the house!" Roger quickly answered, he didn't want to have anything to do with Roy's waste anymore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, it turns out that this waste is no longer from the Robert family, so I'm going to see how you teach this waste today! I'm a fighter now, and I have no interest in this waste at all. ”

"Don't scream Wilson, it's not your turn to do what I do. Haven't you been at odds with this waste since childhood? Are you afraid of this waste now?"

"You two don't take a bite of a waste, it's not what you said! We'll see you in the ring, whoever loses is a waste!" Roy glanced at the two of them and said lightly. After saying that, he ignored Roger and Wilson, he still had things to do, and he didn't have time to talk to these two people.

Roger's mind was thinking, Roy was a member of the Robert family before, so he was naturally not easy to do. Now that Roy is no longer from the Robert family, then he can naturally do his best to torture Roy in revenge for the resentment he had generated before.

"Roy, look forward to our collision in the ring, I hope you don't disappoint me!" Roger sneered.

Roy was gone, but Roger and Wilson stayed. They consciously use their own cultivation as a fighting master, and it is not difficult to win the top ten.

In a ring, a young man in yellow is fighting with the current sixth prince Windsor. As the prince, Windsor has reached the junior level of fighting, and he is even more knowledgeable in the royal family. Windsor has enjoyed the cultivation resources of the royal family since he was a child, and his qualifications are not bad, so he has achieved such an achievement at the age of twelve.

Fighters are divided into two levels, junior fighters and senior fighters. Roger and Wilson were both junior fighters, and to be able to achieve such an achievement at the age of twelve was already considered a genius in the Roman Empire.

After the two were tentative, they naturally really fought.

"The Tiger is coming down!"

Windsor was like a fierce tiger, pounced on the young man in yellow. The young man in yellow did not panic, and immediately turned sideways, dodging this pounce. His right palm slashed diagonally, and the fighting energy in his body penetrated into it, attacking Windsor's waist with lightning speed. Windsor knew that she couldn't dodge this move, so she was ruthless and pushed her arms together.

"Punch the world!"

It was the most powerful punch he had ever learned. If hit, the boy in yellow will definitely be seriously injured.

The young man in yellow was faster, and after he was hit, he immediately became short and swept his right leg. Windsor's move was extremely powerful, and it was too late to take it.

"Bang!" and Windsor fell to the ground. The young man in yellow jumped up in the air, bent his legs, and slammed into Windsor with his knees.

The scene flashed, and the iron-blooded Grand Duke grabbed a teenager with one hand. At the critical moment, the iron-blooded Grand Duke Howell saved Windsor in time, otherwise Windsor would have been seriously injured.

"Young man, what's your name, where are you from, don't you know if he's the current Sixth Prince?" the Iron and Blood Grand Duke put down the two teenagers and asked the young man in yellow.

"Ronaldo, from a lender far away, said you don't know. We are fighting this time, and it has nothing to do with whether he is the sixth prince or not. "The young man in yellow, that is, Ronaldo, doesn't seem to care about Howell's majesty.

Howell was not angry, he looked at Ronaldo as if he were his younger self. This is a cultivator maniac like him, and he naturally doesn't get angry, but appreciates it very much. However, a teenager like Ronaldo must have to worship Manichaeism, and it is not his turn to be accepted by Howell as a student.

Du Wei looked at all this, but he was not interested in the slightest. He wasn't interested in the cultivation of Dou Qi, he learned the laws of demons, and now he was very satisfied with finding a student like Roy. As for the other Dou Qi cultivation geniuses, they were all floating clouds to him.

So what is Roy, whom Du Wei values, doing now?

Roy is thinking about what to do. Roger and Wilson are both junior fighters, and it is indeed a challenge for him. Time is precious now, and he won't waste it.

Since Roy began to learn the laws of demons, his sleep time has been reduced to four hours a day. I practice my perception every day, and the rest of the time is also used to hone it.

His progress was huge, and if he said it, the other demon cultivators would definitely not be able to raise their heads with guilt. In the past few days, he has been able to perceive all the movements around him. When he closed his eyes, he could sense it even if a mosquito approached. It's a wonderful feeling, even though you close your eyes, you feel as if you can see everything with your own eyes.

What's even more miraculous is that he was able to feel the vitality of heaven and earth. Formless and colorless, but he can be sure that it is the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. But it's a pity that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi doesn't seem to feel him, and it has nothing to do with him.

He used the methods recorded in it to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Vitality. It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi ignores him.

Roy, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes and sighed. Maybe he was in too much of a hurry, after all, he had just come into contact with the Demon Law, how could he learn the Demon Cultivator's Technique so quickly? To be like the Grand Duke Tulip, he didn't know how many years of cultivation it would take.

He glanced at the sky, "Jin Jia, I'm going back!"

"Oh, I know, go back, I'm in trouble!" came the voice of Jin Jia in a daze from the river, looking at the situation as if there was something important.

But Roy didn't think about it, and the turtle didn't know what he was busy with all day. Anyway, Jin Jia always has endless things to do, and it seems to be very important.

"Little Roy, how are you learning?" As soon as Roy returned to the Tulip Grand Duke's Mansion, Du Wei's gentle voice came.

"Teacher, I can already sense the movement of three feet around my body, but I can't do anything about it!"

"Oh, it's a lot of progress, keep working hard!" Du Wei was also amazed by Roy's talent, knowing that it took him a month to achieve such an achievement.

"But the student noticed a strange thing, as if the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi were not in the same space as me. They always ignore me, I don't know why. ”

"It's okay, it's just because you're new to the laws of demons, and this won't happen in the future. Although Du Wei didn't know what the situation was, he didn't want to hit Roy now.

"By the way, I would like to reveal a good news to you, the top ten will have a chance to get the Douhuang Fruit. You must know that the fruit of the emperor is a treasure of heaven and earth, and it ripens every 100 years. Legend has it that there was once a person who couldn't cultivate Dou Qi, and after eating the fruit of Dou Huang, he cultivated to Dou Huang in a short period of time. It's a pity that he was killed later, otherwise the world doesn't know where he could go. ”

"The Douhuang Fruit? It has such a miraculous effect, it's not the same as my previous ginseng fruit, eating it can make people cultivate to the Douhuang, I will definitely work hard to get it." The first time Roy heard this kind of news, it was hard to hide the joy in his heart. He has not been able to cultivate Dou Qi, and it has long become a knot in his heart.

"Well, I also hope that you can get the Douhuang Fruit. Hurry up and have dinner and rest!"

Roy nodded to himself, there was nothing happier than hearing the news. He was expecting to get the Douhuang Fruit, and now he naturally needed to work harder to cultivate. Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light. This is a great opportunity, and if he doesn't take it, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Du Wei looked at the place where Roy left, but a sharp cold light shot out of his eyes.

Soon three days passed, and in the past three days, Roy still only cared about his own cultivation. He had never been to the academy once, and he was not interested in other people's competitions at all. It is true to know oneself and know that one's opponent will win all battles, but the most important thing is to strengthen oneself first.

Today is the last day of the first round of the recruitment test, and it is finally Roy's turn. He didn't come particularly early, anyway, he was the last group, there was nothing to rush.

By the time he arrived at the Florentine Academy, the competition was almost coming to an end. Those who have successfully advanced are naturally happy, and those who are eliminated can only have a sad face.

"Numbers 148 and 153 are invited to the sixth ring, and 150 and 151 are invited to the eighth ring......"

At this time, it was finally Roy's turn to play, and his heart did not make much waves, as if he was going to do something very ordinary. This is the first round, and there really is nothing to be nervous about. If you can't get past the first round, how can you talk about the next few rounds?

Roy and Roger approached each other, their eyes intertwined from a short distance. Roger was excited, and his eyes were full of pleasure. Roy, on the other hand, had a flat face, but there was a smile in the depths of his eyes.

"Tsk, your waste luck is so bad, I'm going to be eliminated in the first round. Should I call you a waste or are you unlucky?" Roger seemed to see the scene of him ravaging Roy, as if he felt the pleasure of trampling Roy under his feet.

"Some people are stupid by nature, and they don't know if they were kicked by a door or a donkey when they were kids. And Roger, you are the best of them, see your ring clearly before you speak!" Roy finished speaking, and walked straight to the eighth ring.

He was gone, but there was laughter all around. Roger was even more embarrassed, it turned out that he was in the sixth ring, but Roy was in the eighth ring. Listening to the ridicule around him, Roger gritted his teeth even more, "Roy, you wait for me!"

Across from Roy stood a little fat man, a man he also knew. Son of General Panther, Brooke. is usually Roger's loyal subordinate, and often sneers at him.

"I thought it wouldn't be easy to advance in the first round, but I didn't expect it to be you, a piece of waste. Alas, it's really not challenging, how did I meet you?"

Brooke deliberately pretended to be a superior person, and it looked so ridiculous. Roy couldn't help but laugh first, this little fat man pretended to be really nondescript.

"I wanted to let you go, but you don't know what to do. Waste Roy, you can't get up in half a month if you don't beat you today. I'm not so unkind, now you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and learn a few dog barks by the way, how about I let you go?"

"Don't be delusional, you'll see the truth under your hands. Let's see who's the shit!"

Roy didn't talk nonsense with Brooke anymore, and if he kept arguing like this, how long would he have to argue?

He lunged straight at Brooke and threw a punch. This punch didn't use much strength, but I didn't want the fat man to be wordy anymore.

But this fat man seems to talk too much nonsense, "I know that you only have the ability to sneak attack." Let's see how I beat you up!"

The two of them fists touched, and it was the tip of the needle against Mai Mang. Brooke gave it his all, but Roy was at ease. In the hearts of the two, they have a certain understanding of each other.

In Brooke's opinion, this is so incredible. How could his cultivation at the peak of a fighter be about the same as Roy's? This was completely beyond his imagination, how could a person who couldn't cultivate his fighting qi be able to compare to him?

In the same way, Roy was mentally prepared. This Brooke was a little worse than him, but he wasn't prepared to end the fight anytime soon.

He had cultivated his perception for so long, and now he naturally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to practice it well. How can you pass up such a great opportunity?

I saw a dramatic scene in the ring, and Brooke used all his skills to attack Roy. Roy, on the other hand, didn't fight him, just kept dodging Brooke's attacks. One person attacks with all his might, one person dodges with all his might. It's really not interesting, and it's really boring for others to watch.

"Waste Roy, what else do you have to do besides hiding all the time?" Brooke was also annoyed, he couldn't beat Roy for so long, he was really angry.

"I can't even beat me, what qualifications do you have to scream!" Roy was not to be outdone, this fat man was really annoying. But after all this time, he also got what he wanted. His perception is indeed powerful, and he can often detect the direction of Brooke's attacks in advance, which is why he can dodge Brooke's attacks every time.

Brooke was really angry, since he couldn't hit Roy, then use a wide range of attack moves, "You forced me! Thousands of troops, step through the four directions!" This move is also quite expensive for Brooke to use, and he usually can't use this move.

Roy also knew that he couldn't dodge this move, so he simply didn't dodge. Now that it's all verified, let's end this competition!

Brooke's move looks gorgeous, but in fact, it has no attack power at all. However, it caught Roy off guard and interrupted Roy's rhythm. Brooke saw the moment and hit Roy with his family fighting skills.

The family heirloom fighting skills are powerful and heavy, and there are no complicated moves. This set of boxing techniques is very suitable for this fat man, but unfortunately his strength is too small, "The last style of the family heirloom fighting technique, punching mountains and rivers!"

Roy didn't dodge, and their fists collided again. This time both men hit with all their might, without any reservations, and this blow will also determine the success or failure of both men.