"Luck, this is an ethereal thing, inexplicable, just like the providence in the dark, some people believe it, some people don't believe it!"

The little mouse said a little lazily: "The art of luck is a set of methods for insight into the will of heaven summed up by the ancestors, you can think of this as a supreme thing, or you can think that this is a ghost, simply put, just like fortune telling." This kid in front of him should know a little bit of luck and think that you have luck, so he follows you!"

Hearing the words of the little mouse, Yun Tianluo was speechless, he never believed in the statement that there was a providence, and in his understanding, he always only agreed with the sentence "My life is up to me, not to heaven".

"Yue Hai, you're looking for death!"

At this time, Fang Ming's eyes burst out with endless killing intent.

The number one master under his own command actually took refuge in Yuntianluo without even making a move, which is not only a huge loss, but also a great shame.

Now, he suddenly remembered the meaning of the word "take care" that Yue Hai said when he left just now.

"I've done a lot of things for you, and I've also gained some benefits, and now, I don't owe each other!"

At this time, Yue Hai stood in front of Yun Tianluo, and his indifferent voice reached the ears of everyone in the ring.

"Good! good!"

Fang Ming laughed angrily at this time, said three good words in a row, and then said in a calm tone: "Since this is the case, there is no need for you to continue to stay in this ring!"

As his gloomy words fell, his body moved instantly, and with a punch mixed with a violent aura, he fiercely headed towards Yue Hai.

On his body, the strength of the peak of the Spirit Realm exploded instantly, and the powerful true qi fluctuations swept around, and the domineering fist wind carried a terrifying momentum, as if it was going to tear Yue Hai apart in the next moment.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people in front of him changed wildly and they gave way one after another.

The oppression of the fist wind alone made them a little unbearable, and if they were accidentally hit by a punch, they would definitely lose most of their lives if they were not dead.

Yun Tianluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and this punch made him feel an extremely oppressive aura.

However, his face was full of excitement, and he was a little eager to try this blow.

With a low shout, he instantly exploded the brute bull's body to the extreme, and the whole person rushed out like a wild bison, facing Fang Ming.

The two figures collided in the sky in an instant, and then Yun Tianluo's body shook for a while, and retreated rapidly.

With this blow, he still didn't need to use his true qi, and the result could be imagined, compared to Fang Ming, who was at the peak of the Spirit Realm, it was still a lot worse.

Just before he could stop his footing, Fang Ming's attack instantly fell again.

"When the master is not really angry, can't he be angry?"

Seeing this scene, a strong burst of true qi erupted on Yun Tianluo's body, and with a cold snort, he took the initiative to meet Fang Ming again,

In just a few breaths, the two figures exchanged more than a dozen moves in the ring, but they fought equally, and the last person threw a punch at the other party, Yun Tianluo withdrew more than a dozen steps away, and Fang Ming also withdrew three or four steps later.

"Hmph, I'm so crazy, it turns out that my strength has improved a lot!"

After stabilizing his body, Fang Ming snorted coldly, and looked at Yun Tianluo, his eyes were full of murderous intent, but after weighing it again, he did not continue to attack it.

In the battle just now, although he didn't figure out the true cultivation level of Yun Tianluo, he at least had the peak of the ninth layer of the Spirit Movement Realm, and with that strong physique, he could definitely compete with the masters of the tenth layer of the Spirit Movement Realm.

Although he is confident enough to win Yun Tianluo, however, it also takes a lot of effort, Yun Tianluo is not his goal in the selection competition this time, he doesn't want to waste too much physical strength in this first round of selection, and when the competition is over, there is time to clean him up on the hundred battle stage!

As for Yun Tianluo, he also put away his contempt at this time, his face was a little dignified, just now he had used about eighty percent of his cultivation, plus the brute bull body, he didn't expect to fall into the disadvantage, and he felt that not only did he hide his strength, but this Fang Ming also hid his strength!

"Hmph, the ambition is not small!"

As for Fang Ming's thoughts, he naturally knew at this time, this person should want to compete for the first place, but judging from the situation of the fight, he did have this qualification.

After this short fight, everyone in the ring, looking at Yun Tianluo's eyes changed greatly, they had confidence in themselves before, and wanted to teach this young generation who like to be in the limelight, but at this time they have dispelled this idea.

Although it seems that he is still a little weaker than Fang Ming, his strength can definitely rank first after the Big Four, and now they are thinking that as long as this kid doesn't come to them for trouble, everything will be fine.

As for the other three giants when they saw this scene just now, some people had a chill in their eyes, and on their road to fame, another fierce rival appeared, and some people were surprised for a while, and then nodded to Yun Tianluo with a faint smile, which was regarded as a hello.

"I said Brother Yun, in the ring of a disciple with a foreign surname, the purple-clothed young man named Yun Tianluo has reached the peak of the Spirit Realm at a young age, and his physique is actually so powerful, but isn't that kid a disciple?"

On the viewing platform, Elder Chen of the Elixir Valley obviously discovered Yun Tianluo at this time, and he also saw his true cultivation, watching him entangle with people in the ring of a disciple with a foreign surname, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

Although Elder Chen was a few years older than the Yun family, the two had been friends since they were young, and they had been friends for decades, so he directly referred to Yun Baifeng as an elder brother.

"This kid, the situation is a little special, he has been with a disciple with a foreign surname in Nanwangfeng since he was a child!"

Watching the clouds fall in the ring, Yun Baifeng also showed a faint smile on his face, I haven't seen him for two months, this kid's progress is a little unexpected.

Glancing at Elder Chen lightly, Yun Baifeng said with some jealousy: "Old thing, no matter what, you live up to this trip this time!"

At this time, in his heart, he directly scolded Yun Tianluo fiercely, a loser, the white jade spirit milk was taken out so casually, and a million spirit stones were sold.

"Hey, luck!"

Elder Chen naturally knew what Yun Baifeng was referring to, and although he smiled faintly, he looked at him with a vigilant face, as if he was afraid that he would go back.

Seeing this scene, Yun Baifeng shook his head helplessly for a while, and scolded with a smile: "You are an old immortal, are you still afraid that I won't be able to snatch it back for you?"

Elder Chen still said with a cautious face: "That's not accurate, you have robbed the old man too much! The old man has a shadow!"

Hearing his words, Yun Baifeng also smiled faintly, when he was young, his strength was stronger than this guy, as long as he got something good and was discovered by himself, he always didn't say a word, and directly grabbed it first.

The battle in the ring is going on intensely.

In the two rings, most of the people are not much different in strength, except for a few people who usually have a great reputation, the rest of the people are treating this competition as a life-and-death fight.

For a while, the screams in the ring continued, and the surface of the ring had been stained red with a layer of blood, and even blood had gathered into a small river, dripping down the edges of the surrounding areas.

A steady stream of young disciples were thrown out of the ring, and the sound of bones shattering was mixed with bursts of roars, echoing among the peaks for a long time.

The whole scene looked quite bloody, and some foreign disciples who were not yet sixteen years old frowned, but many of the Yun family executives on the viewing platform didn't even care as if they hadn't seen this scene.

"Eighth Elder, isn't this a little too cruel?"

On the viewing platform, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, standing behind Elder Chen of the Elixir Valley, looked at the scenes in the ring in the distance, and seemed a little unbearable.

"What is it to be injured and bleeding a little now? In the future, when you walk the world, you will be in danger of dying at any time!"

Elder Chen's always gentle personality was also a little indifferent at this time, and then he said: "This is not only the consistent style of the Yun family, but also the style of the other two major forces, relatively speaking, my elixir valley is far behind in this regard, which is also one of the reasons why the overall strength of my elixir valley ranks last among the four major forces!"