Time is like mud and sand between the fingers, passing quietly, in a blink of an eye, there is only one day before the largest event in Qingshan Town, the 'Top 100 Martial Arts', and today, it is the day when the participating martial artists receive the battle number plate.

In the center of Qingshan Town, a huge martial arts square has already been built, and around the square, there are rows of positions, which are the places to watch the battle.

At this time, there was a stone table in the center of the arena, and in the center of the table, there was a box full of sparkling water. Above the chest, there is a round hole that can accommodate the arm to pass through.

On both sides of the table, there was a martial artist standing, judging from the fluctuations of the Xuan Qi on their bodies, these two people were both powerhouses in the Xuan Shi realm.

The box was made of the 'Xuantian Crystal', which had the effect of isolating the perception of Xuanqi, and the box contained the battle serial number plate.

The mysteries on both sides of the table are here to guard and prevent people with ulterior motives from making trouble.

Oriental fish belly spit out, as time passed, gradually there were three or three warriors in twos and threes came to the martial arts square to receive the serial number plate, either alone, or three or five people in a group, or led by the elders of the family.

No matter what the situation is, as long as you get the serial number card, everyone is directly put away, and not many people are willing to let others know their battle number, otherwise it will be a little difficult for the opponent to know.

Time gradually passed, more and more people appeared in Yanwu Square, and I don't know who shouted: "Mo Yuyang is here!"

As soon as everyone heard this name, they all looked towards the entrance of the square, and sure enough, they saw a handsome man holding a woman's hand and walking slowly, seeing this person, everyone present felt a pressure, the shadow of the famous tree, this Mo Yuyang is called the genius of the Mo family for a hundred years, and the strength makes many people unable to compete with him.

"Is this Mo Yuyang? the first person of the younger generation in Qingshan Town!"

"Hey, it's so strong!" Someone tried to perceive his strength, but he was almost injured, which Mo Yuyang gave him the feeling that he was facing the elders in the family.

"Who is the woman next to him, who can actually get Mo Yuyang's favor?" said some women with a lot of taste.

"That's Wang Xinyue, the eldest lady of the Wang family, I heard that he and Mo Yuyang have a marriage contract, and I don't know if it's true or not. "Somebody knows some gossip and is making a joke there.

"Looking at their appearance, it should be real, they are really talented and beautiful!"

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Even if he was watched by everyone, Mo Yuyang's expression still didn't change much, but Wang Xinyue next to him raised her head proudly, as if she could attract so much attention, as if she was the center to her, and the stars held the moon.

Coming to the box, Mo Yuyang said to the gentle Wang Xinyue: "Xinyue, you can take it first." ”

"Uh-huh!" Wang Xinyue nodded happily, in her eyes, it seemed that her Yuyang brother would always be so gentle and gentlemanly to her.

Taking out the brand, Wang Xinyue looked at her serial number, fifteen. He looked up at Mo Yuyang and asked sweetly, "Brother Yuyang, what are your numbers, I'm fifteen!"

Who knew that when Mo Yuyang heard this, his face was a little weird, he looked at Wang Xinyue and said, "No, it won't be such a coincidence, right?"

Wang Xinyue looked at Mo Yuyang's strange expression, she was taken aback, thinking of a possibility, her eyes showed a touch of panic, and she hurriedly said: "It's okay, Brother Yuyang, even if it is the same fifteenth as the one Xinyue received, you don't have to let Xinyue at that time." ”

"Who said that I was the same as Xinyue's, I just thought that with the tacit understanding between the two of us, we should take the same, but it turned out to be not. Mo Yuyang looked at Wang Xinyue's flustered expression and said with a wicked smile.

"I hate it, Brother Yuyang, you're necrotic. Wang Xinyue gently slapped Mo Yuyang and said shyly

Everyone looked at the flirting man and woman who were like no one on the side, and felt that they had received 10,000 critical blows in their hearts.

The two fought for a while, and then faded away under the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone.

As the sky gradually darkened, fewer and fewer people came to collect the serial number plates, and occasionally there were only one or two people.

At this time, a middle-aged warrior appeared in the martial arts square, and he looked left and right quite alertly, feeling that there was no one, and then walked towards the center.

"Hey, it's really hard, everyone comes by themselves, and I have to come to help my son get it, which is known by those people and ridiculed. He walked quietly and muttered there. Who is this middle-aged martial artist who is Yi Feng.

The two people guarding the table on the left and right saw Yi Feng, and they all hugged their fists, after all, the Yi family is also one of the three major families in Qingshan Town, and Yi Feng himself is a strong man in the Xuanshi realm, so he deserves their respect.

Yi Feng waved his hand slightly, in response to them, and then with lightning speed, he took out a serial number plate from the box, didn't look at it, just put it in his arms, and then whispered to the two Xuanshi: "Don't say I've been here." After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.

The two guards looked at Yi Feng's back strangely, glanced at each other, and spread their hands, not knowing what kind of wind this Uncle Yi was smoking.

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Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning, before dawn, the atmosphere of Qingshan Town was extremely hot.

If you can overlook the entire Qingshan Town from a high altitude, you can find that the people in the entire town are heading towards the center, where there is a huge martial arts arena, and it is too late to go, but there is no place to even stand and watch.

The Mo family's mansion.

"This time, my Mo Yuyang's reputation is not only spread in this small Qingshan Town, but the entire Tianhua City will know about me Mo Yuyang. Mo Yuyang's eyes flashed with crazy ambition, and there was also a desire contained in his words.

"Yang'er, are you ready? It's time to go. Outside Mo Yuyang's house, Mo Wentian's voice came.

"Here we are, Grandpa. With a creak, Mo Yuyang's figure appeared in the sight of everyone in the courtyard.

Looking at their Mo family's most legendary genius, everyone has expectations in their eyes, their Wang family, this time, will be the biggest winner.

"Yang'er, this time, it's up to you. Mo Wentian looked at Mo Yuyang, and there was a slight expectation in his words.

"Grandpa, rest assured, the winner of the top 100 martial arts this time, except for me, there will be no one else. Mo Yuyang said calmly, as if stating a fact.

"Alright, let's go. Mo Wentian nodded with satisfaction and took the lead.

The Royal Mansion.

"Chen'er, this time, except for being careful of Mo Yuyang of the Mo family, everyone else is not a threat to you. Wang Xuanyang looked at the young man in front of him and said.

Hearing Wang Xuanyang's words, the young man was silent for a moment, and then asked with a little unwillingness; Grandpa, is Mo Yuyang really so strong?"

Wang Xuanyang looked at his grandson, he could see the fighting intent and unwillingness in his grandson's eyes, but Mo Yuyang...

Alas...

Sighing, Wang Xuanyang said in a slightly low voice: "If what I expected is not bad, then Mo Yuyang has completely broken through Xuanshi, with such strength, it is difficult for you to compete with him, listen to grandpa, if you meet him, if you really can't do anything, give up." ”

Xuanshi... Wang Chen clenched his fists, he was only a nine-rank Xuanshi, although he was only one step away from Xuanshi, he knew how big the gap was in this step.

After struggling, Wang Chen's clenched fist loosened, he had no chance of winning, but he was still unwilling...

"Chen'er, cultivation is not a short process, today he is the strongest, but he will not always be the strongest, a momentary skill is not as good as a person, it does not mean that the skill will always be inferior to a person. In your grandfather's time, there were also people who rode the dust in the early stage, but now, they are long gone, so don't feel defeated. ”

Wang Xuanyang said heavily, Wang Chen's talent is extremely strong, if he cultivates it well, his achievements in the future will not be too bad.

Hearing Wang Xuanyang's words, the struggle in Wang Chen's eyes gradually weakened, and in its place, it was an extremely shining clarity.

"Grandpa, Chen'er understands. Wang Chen raised his head and said.

Wang Xuanyang nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

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This is the case everywhere in Castle Peak Town. These young generations are waiting for this top 100 martial arts to show their talents, or to make their own reputation, or to win glory for their families.....

Finally, when the atmosphere reaches its peak, it is as if it has been ignited in an instant.

Top 100 martial arts, open!