ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Guarding the bedside of the comatose Shenxing North Palace, Shenxing Wuji watched it all night. He was really scared, afraid that his relatives would leave him like this!

Clenched his fists tightly, Shenxing Wuji's heart was full of unwillingness! He was just able to continue his cultivation and leave, but his father could only stay in the transformation realm in the future, although he had already used the best elixir in the family, but... Hey, this is too cruel for a gifted bloodman, God, you are so stingy with your own family...

Tie Bufan, I want you to pay back all the debts owed by your Tieling family! Although there are still some things that he doesn't know the truth, he has already made up his mind to do his best to avenge his father in the potential competition!

The biggest difference between the potential competition and the master competition is to squeeze out every bit of potential in these children's bodies, and the potential competition is not limited to time. Before the competition began, the gambling point had already turned upside down, and on the other side, before the number was ranked, the heroes and teenagers of various forces were already-for-tat. Especially the people of Tieling and the Shenxing family, they are simply regarded as enemies.

When the lottery time came, Shenxing Wuji was last in the family, but he was the tallest and looked the most mature, which made most of the children regard Shenxing Wuji as the number one competitor. Everyone's cultivation is about the same, and they can't talk about seeing through their opponents. Shenxing Wuji looked around for a week, as far as it feels like, most of them are in the blood refining period, and some are in the late stage of recuperation, at this time, he also understands the family's concerns and painstaking efforts, indeed, on this occasion, if there is a recuperation period in the family's team, it will really be laughing off the big teeth.

There are fewer people in the potential competition than in the master competition, less than 1,000 people, mainly because of the lack of casual cultivation. As the opponents came to the stage one by one, Shenxing Wuji felt the sound of his own heartbeat. The first round of the potential competition is the same as the master competition, a scuffle! Thirty rings, twenty or thirty people each, but only one is left, it's strange if you don't fight to the death! Shenxing Wuji is lucky, he didn't see the cruelty of the master competition melee at all, so he is fearless, he has only one thought in his heart, that is, to stay until the end, to avenge his father!

The bell rang, and before Shenxing Wuji could figure out the situation, a fierce spirit, the wind stepped out, flashed the iron fist of a person behind him, and then directly hugged the person's arm, and fell over the shoulder. Before Shenxing Wuji could make any other moves, another person beat the water dog, kicked with a powerful side, collided with two people, and fell out of the ring with three people.

The melee opened, the battle intensified, and Shenxing Wuji had a kind of palpitation, as if this ring was enchanted, and there were enemies everywhere, paying little attention, and being punched in the face. Just as he was about to fight back, there was another sneak attack next to him, and Shenxing Wuji didn't understand why he suddenly became the target of everyone. But he was lucky, and he was ten steps away from him, and he didn't know which force it was, rampantly tight, and he was straight