"Heh, hahaha, don't be joking, don't say that you and I are two whole realms apart, just say that you are a nephew, I am an uncle, you are a contestant in this year's Inner Gate Competition, and I am the presiding elder of this year, you ask me to fight...... How do you look at it? ”

In the ring, the presiding elder Jiang Jinhui looked at Isis as if he was looking at an ignorant child. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEven judging from the faces of the two of them, it is clear that Isis is a little older.

This is a world where seniority is based on strength.

"Huh-this soul demon tribulation is really enough for mother-in-law and mother-in-law," Isi lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, and then, ignoring Jiang Jinhui's set of elders teaching juniors, his eyes looked at the direction where Chongxu's head was located, and directly shouted loudly: "Uncle Ancestor, my request for battle may be counted?" ”

Seeing Yisi's fearless appearance, Jiang Jinhui's pupils shrank slightly, and then frowned, and also looked at the head of Chongxu.

This Yuan Qingwu dared to be so presumptuous, didn't he get the approval of the head of the family?

Heh, even if this kid has the support of the boss, what can he do! I don't know what the so-called things are, it took ten years to struggle from Qi training to foundation building, thinking that I had reached the sky in one step? The gap between Zhuji and Yuanying cannot be made up by just relying on the magic weapon of adventure.

If the boss is really confused for a while...... He doesn't mind helping the head of the house to be sober. See clearly, on the road of cultivation, any genius and lucky person are empty, and only the strength you have at the moment is everything.

Chong Xu, who was suddenly pushed to the forefront by Is, smiled indifferently, the inner door is bigger than once every ten years, but the Immortal Ascension Club is a once-in-a-millennium encounter......

"Yuan Qingwu, do you know that even if later, the four of them, including Jinhui's nephew, join forces to defeat you, this head will not let you have a chance to fight Baomu Zhongyang alone again because of this?

In other words, if you lose later, you will completely lose this inner door competition. ”

"Ha, is the head master uncle crazy, join forces? I could have killed him with one hand! ”

"Jian'er, shut up."

On the stands, the sword master sitting next to Guo Liangcheng of Chilong Peak smiled disdainfully, but he was reprimanded by the master on the spot.

The sword advocate was about to continue arguing, but what Elder Guo said next made him shut his mouth and hold the sword: "If the victory or defeat is said by the mouth, then what is the use of you learning the sword!" ”

Not only the sword master, but also Baomu Zhongyang, Jiang Jinhui, and Qi Qiao'er all showed mockery.

Joining forces?

Just him?

"Of course. If they are not allowed to join forces, then why should I invite the four of them at the same time? ”

Isis rolled his eyes as he learned from the human, so that the stupid human on the other side fully understood what he meant by his current contempt.

I hope that the other party's carbon-based head, which is only 28 taels, will not understand this white eye as he is praising him for being stupid.

"So, Baomu Zhongyang, Qi Qiao'er, Sword Master, and Jiang Jinhui's nephew, do you accept Yuan Qingwu's invitation to fight?

Ah, by the way, even if Qingwu loses and quits the competition, Zhongyang, Qiao'er, and the sword master, the three of you can't be regarded as winning a competition. ”

The gaze of the head of Chong Xuan swept over the three juniors respectively, and especially on Baomu Zhongyang, who was already present, he stayed for an extra moment.

When Baomu Zhongyang heard this, he instantly took back the words he wanted to refuse, and replied: "It should be like this." ”

Then, he turned his head to look at Isis and said, "Senior nephew Qingwu, you volunteered to help my uncle warm up, a piece of filial piety is really rare." ”

"Oh, this idiot ......"

The competition has not yet started, and Jiang Jinhui, as the judging elder, is of course still staying in the ring, so he listened to what Baomu Zhongyang said word for word.

Compared with Is's expressionless face, Jiang Jinhui's emotions are more vivid. The way he looked at Baomu Zhongyang's eyes was no different from looking at Is.

"Although I have lost my identity, since Master Qingwu and nephew insist, then I will agree.

Senior Brother Zhongyang, don't think that Senior Brother is standing by and watching later. I think you alone will be enough to deal with Master Qingwu's nephew. ”

"Natural ......"

Just as Baomu Zhongyang Yiran accepted Jiang Jinhui's compliment, the other two who were invited to fight by Isis made different choices.

"I accept the invitation of Senior Brother Qingwu to fight!"

"I'm sorry, junior brother, I refuse."