Shaokang is more than eight years old this year, and his body is strong and tight, more than one meter and four meters tall, but he is still not as tall and strong as the ten-year-old child named Mu Zhen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The children made room for the two of them, and it was very lively to surround them.

Not to mention them, but many adults looked sideways to see how strong this foreign child was, whether he was better than the other children of the tribe.

Shaokang, who was quite cheerful just now, looked at his opponent at this time, for fear that he would really turn over the ditch, and if he really lost, it would be a shame to lose his hair.

He rushed out violently, and a punch struck, and suddenly the fist wind roared, and the momentum was very fierce.

Mu Zhen also punched out and touched Shaokang directly, without the slightest intention of avoiding.

Just in an instant, the fists of the two collided, and with a bang, the two sides retreated from each other.

Shao Kang, who took four or five steps on the ground and retreated lightly, looked at Mu Zhen's deep footprints, and he knew that although the other party had only taken three steps back, his strength was almost the same as his.

rushed up again, kicked out a fierce kick towards the opponent's lower plate, and when the opponent avoided, Shaokang once again attacked Mu Zhen's waist with a twisting leg.

Mu Zhen raised his left arm and blocked it with his elbow, but he was kicked and moved several meters sideways, and his arm hurt.

After only a short contact, Mu Zhen knew that although this child's strength was almost the same as his, his fighting awareness and ferocity were far superior to him.

But he couldn't back down, in his opinion, he could represent the dignity of the Wood Spirit Tribe, let alone being defeated by a child who was a few years younger than himself, it was really strange and humiliating.

"Come again!"

Allah rushed forward and swept away with powerful kicks, as fast as a whirlwind, and Shaokang temporarily avoided his edge and retreated a few steps.

Mu Zhen saw that it was effective, and the continuous strong leg kicks made the opponent dodge.

It's just that he was too impulsive, and when he kicked out again, Shaokang grabbed his high kick leg, kicked it in the abdomen, and flew out more than ten meters in an instant.

He got up in pain, his face was flushed, he really couldn't beat the other party, and he was ashamed for a while.

The other children of the Muling tribe were all dejected when they saw that their tribe's Muzhen was defeated, and it seemed that what this child said about beating the tribe under the age of ten was true.

Uncle Dingtian saw that his son had won the next game, and smiled, the education of the Xuanwu tribe was indeed better than that of other tribes, and it was normal to win.

Eight-year-old Shaokang easily defeated ten-year-old Mu Zhen, it seems that it is only a two-year gap, maybe this is the future of life, maybe Shaokang will reach the Zhou Tian realm early in the future, this child is still on the way to enlightenment.

However, what Uncle Dingtian thought was taken for granted surprised the adults of the Muling tribe, which made them wonder in their hearts, could it be that the gap between their tribe and the Xuanwu tribe to which this strong man belonged was really that big?

Mu Zhen was a little ashamed, he didn't know how to save a little face, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly pointed at Zhuang Xia and said: "Your tribe may be very powerful, it doesn't mean anything, we have to compare with that child."

I don't believe that the children of our Wood Spirit Tribe will really be inferior to your Xuanwu Tribe. ”

It's just that as soon as he said this, Shaokang suddenly snorted and couldn't help it, and laughed.

"Don't, I'm afraid to hit you, Zhuang Xia is a demon, not to mention a child of the same age as him, even a child under the age of sixteen, I'm sure no one can beat him. ”

At this point, Shaokang firmly believes, and even says that he is very restrained, because Zhuang Xia has a record of fighting more than 1,000 spider people alone and killing hundreds of them.

This kind of achievement is something that many adults in the realm of Gangqi are ashamed of.

Zhuang Xia grinded his teeth, and did not refute Shaokang's words, he was so powerful, and it was far beyond their imagination.

Mu Zhen was very skeptical: "I don't believe it! How can a little kid who is less than two years old be more powerful than you, you must be bragging." ”

"What if it's true?" Zhuang Xia suddenly asked rhetorically.

Mu Zhen blurted out: "I'll marry my one-year-old sister to you!"

Zhuang Xia, who heard this, was speechless for a while, he wanted to give it, but he didn't want it yet. But it's true that children with good potential in the wilderness are very popular, especially when marrying a daughter-in-law.

"That's not necessary, as long as you admit that our Xuanwu tribe is powerful in the future. ”

"Good!" Mu Zhen replied.

Zhuang Xia smiled, his teeth were exposed, and his eyes were playful: "Then you have a good look." ”

"Look at what?"

It's just that before Mu Zhen finished speaking, he saw Zhuang Xia sitting on the ground and punching out, and in an instant, a powerful force burst out, and the air that hit him emitted a sharp sonic boom, and he suddenly flew up in the surging air waves, and was blown upside down by the fist wind for several meters.

"This, this! how is it possible. Mu Zhen's eyes were glazed, and he couldn't believe all this.

Although he was also blown away by the strength because he was not prepared and was caught off guard by Zhuang Xia, just the wave of qi generated by the fist strength can make people unable to stand, what a huge force, how amazing!

Not only him, but the fist wind born of this punch shook the audience, because this kind of power is by no means produced by a child, a person in the physical realm.

Many people in the Zhou Tian realm can do it, but some monks of the same Wood Spirit tribe who have just entered the Zhou Tian realm are really not good, such a child, is it already in the Zhou Tian realm?

No, it can't be so fast, in order to polish the foundation, the average child will not be so careless and only look at the level of cultivation.

But they had never seen such a small, powerful Flesh Realm cultivator!

Everyone's eyes were full of disbelief, looking at Zhuang Xia, and there was a doubt in their hearts if this was the heir of the gods, otherwise how could they be so demonic?

It's just this hand, Zhuang Xia shocked the audience, no child said anything about the competition, and when the gap was like a moat, they could only look up.

"Zhuang Xia, why are you so powerful?" Shaokang knew that Zhuang Xia was powerful, but he didn't think that he was so powerful, it was just a winter, and the speed of progress had left him far behind.

"You don't understand the world of genius. "Zhuang Xia was melancholy for a while, and it was cold in the high places.

"......" Shaokang was speechless.

The next day, the three of them hit the road again, and for Zhuang Xia's performance yesterday, Ji Dingtian was not as calm as he appeared.

Originally, he overestimated this child's talent, thinking that he had the hope of becoming a primordial god before the age of twenty, but now it seems that he is still underestimating.

While hurrying, he planned how to look at Zhuang Xia's cultivation problem, maybe he had to prepare some cultivation resources for this child in advance, otherwise it would really delay Zhuang Xia.

All the way to the late winter scene, Zhuang Xia and Shaokang were a little annoyed to watch, so they simply went to sleep, and the child could grow taller by sleeping more.

For three or four days, they traveled nearly 10,000 miles, borrowed several tribes, and finally arrived at their destination, Hidden Dragon City.

However, Ji Dingtian did not rush straight away, but took the two children around a bend and ran into a mountain stream.

Zhuang Xia watched curiously as Ji Dingtian moved away a thousand-ton boulder and walked into a hidden cave.

"Uncle, what's in here?" Zhuang Xia asked curiously.

Ji Dingtian shook his head: "It's just an ore, it has a wide range of uses, but the quality is also very miscellaneous, the high quality is worth a lot, and the inferior one is worthless."

If it is sold, it can be exchanged for a lot of money, and if you find a good one, you may be able to buy some gadgets yourself. ”

The road was too far away, he didn't bring some good things from the tribe, and it didn't matter if he exchanged money, this place was also discovered by chance, there is an ore called inkstone, the better the quality, the higher the value.

The worst inkstone is about the same as black charcoal, and the best inkstone will only make people black without any graininess when touched.

This kind of best ink stone has many literati hobbies, and it is not uncommon to spend a sky-high price to buy it, but he has never seen it before.

Listening to Uncle Dingtian's words, Zhuang Xia and Shaokang hurriedly looked for it, and the pieces of ink and stone were sandy, but after a while, they were very depressed, because most of them were of low quality.

However, Uncle Dingtian searched for it with his spiritual power, and found a lot of good ones after penetrating a few meters of rocks.

Zhuang Xia rolled his eyes, and secretly picked up a few inferior ink stones and put them into the world tree space, and the joy of the fox stealing the chicken rose in an instant, making Shaokang turn his head and look over.

Finally the group left and hurried again, and in less than an hour they reached a vast plain, full of neat trees, equally ten thousand meters high, but they did not know what they were for.

The three of them looked up at the horizon, and a huge city was presented in front of them in the distance, the towering giant city was 100,000 miles long and wide, majestic and majestic, and it did not look like a city at all, but like a state, a country within a city.

The flow of people continued to pour into the city from the city gate, forming a long dragon, and Ji Dingtian ran over with two children and a big cloth bag floating on his head.

(I don't stay up late to write anymore, I feel like I'm going to die suddenly, but I still ask for a ** recommendation vote, so please use the recommendation vote to give this book a thumbs up.) ）