Wen Lan's powerful ability to dodge danger and his super fast speed caused Song Changyou's small fireballs to miss, and none of them hit Wen Lan.

Li Chidui nodded, "Little ant, it's fast." ”

"It's not just the speed, he judges the foothold of Changyou's spells very accurately. The strange thing is that he just dodge, but he doesn't make a move, is he not good at attacking, or is he trying to probe the strength of the kid again?"

Hu Sheng touched his chin, bared his teeth, and the smile on his face became stronger.

"This kid is already weak like this? he can't even beat a person who is worse than him, this is not a good practice. ”

Although he said this, he was suspicious of Wen Lan in his heart.

It's not that Song Changyou is too weak, but the little ant on the opposite side is incredibly strong.

He didn't look like a person from the ninth layer of Qi refining at all.

However, before participating in the competition, the realm test will be conducted, which is impossible to conceal and cheat.

Hu Sheng was secretly frightened, glanced at the two little dolls beside him, and couldn't help shaking his head.

The world is about to change.

More and more people have succeeded in building foundations before they are twenty years old, and even the juniors in the Qi refining stage are much stronger than they were back then.

Song Changyou's tenth-layer qi refining has released so many small fireballs, and the phenomenon that his spiritual power has not been exhausted is much stronger than the tenth-layer monks of Hu Sheng's qi refining in the same period back then.

It's just a pity that his opponent is more perverted and stronger than him.

Thinking of the information received recently in the alliance, the little dolls who had also entered the foundation building period early, Hu Sheng's brows were tightly wrinkled, and then let go.

This is already the world of their young people.

Entering the foundation in advance may mean that there will be more Jindan real people in the future, and there will even be the legendary Yuan Baby, the god.

Hu Sheng glanced at the two people around him who were staring at each other.

In them, he saw the future of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

It's nice to be young.

I don't know if he has a chance, or if he can see the future of the prosperity of the immortal cultivation world.

The two were still in a stalemate.

The fireball couldn't get on Wen Lan's clothes at all.

Song Changyou changed his strategy, his hands were sealed, and the fire clouds above condensed, getting thicker and bigger, covering the sky above where Wen Lan was standing.

The red fire clouds dazzled half the sky.

Dense rockets fell from under the clouds, like a rain of fire in the sky, and struck down quickly and ferociously.

The rocket covers too wide an area and the speed is fast, Wen Lan can't avoid it, and he is overwhelmed by the rocket in an instant.

Dust, mixed with fire and smoke, rose up, and Wen Lan was shrouded in it, faintly, only a thin phantom could be seen.

After a while, the fire gradually became smaller and extinguished, and the smoke cleared, revealing the figure inside.

The clothes on Wen Lan's body were burned and shattered, hanging like a rag on his body, revealing his sturdy body.

The material of the mask is extraordinary, not afraid of the burning of the spiritual fire, and it hangs on the face steadily, protecting Wen Lan and not revealing his true face.

Wen Lan simply tore off the T-shirt that had no covering effect on his upper body, completely exposing his upper body, causing screams on the scene.

There were no other wounds on his white chest, except for a few burn marks.

Facing Song Changyou's spell, he was burned by the spiritual fire for so long, and Wen Lan was not damaged at all.

Song Changyou was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Wen Lan took the opportunity to sweep towards Song Changyou, and in his stunned effort, the distance between the two narrowed by more than ten meters.

Song Changyou woke up in an instant, and while retreating, he created a small fireball as before, blocking Wen Lan's footsteps.

Wen Lan didn't seem to see the fireball this time, he went straight ahead, and when the fireball hit, he swung it directly with his arm, and the speed under his feet did not decrease at all.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, but in an instant, the two are already facing each other.

Wen Lan swung his fist, Song Chang resisted with both hands with both hands, and was pushed back by Wen Lan for a few meters before stopping.

At the junction of the arms, the pain is unbearable, and the pain is scorching.

It was like an arm directly hitting a steel club, and it hurt so much that Song Chang grinned on his right hand.

Wen Lan didn't give Song Changyou a chance to breathe, his fists led the wind, his moves were fierce, and he came out quickly, leaving no room for it.

Song Changyou was stubborn, so he could only accept it strongly.

Every time he resisted, the arm was like being burned by fire, and it hurt his heart and bones.

This is exactly the same as when Hu Sheng beat him, he felt exactly the same thing, his body and mind hurt, and he couldn't slack off at all.

However, Hu Sheng was already building the foundation, and the Wen Lan in front of him was still in the Qi refining period, which made Song Changyou feel such a terrifying power.

Song Changyou cried.

Li Chidui is not easy to deal with, and people who look similar to Li Chidui are not easy to deal with.

He recruited whoever he provoked today, and what he did was so uncomfortable. If you come to any martial arts arena, you can meet such a fierce opponent.

Song Changyou couldn't help but wonder if this person would be Hu Sheng's disciple, so he specially came to give him a little color.

Song Changyou, who was entangled by Wen Lan, had no power to parry, but he was defeated in more than a dozen rounds, sitting on the ground, panting.

Song Changyou's handsome face was blue and swollen, and it had already become a pig's head.

He stared at Wen Lan hatefully, his teeth clattering.

There are so many places on his body, Wen Lan doesn't fight, but he chooses his face to attack, if he doesn't mean it, Song Changyou's three words, he writes upside down!

The host, Hu Chisu, flew back to the martial arts arena, holding back a smile and announcing Wen Lan's victory.

In the arena, boos and screams erupted.

Ten layers against nine layers, with a realm advantage, actually lost.

The spectators who participated in the gambling fight, and those who were more than nine floors were furious.

The gambling game opened a cold game, and the dealer made a lot of money.

Song Changyou walked back to the box with an injury, holding his tired body, and unexpectedly saw Wenyun sitting on the side smiling brightly.

Song Changyou grinned in pain, took a cup of tea from Li Chidui's hand, drank it, and the pain all over his body was healed a little.

"Xiao Yun'er, you little conscienceless, I was bullied so badly by outsiders, you can still laugh!"

Wen Yun smiled and threw a jade bottle to Song Changyou from the space.

Song Changyou took it, pulled off the stopper, and sniffed closely, but he couldn't smell anything.

"What is this?" he poured out a pill from the bottle, a small emerald green pill, round and cute.

"This is a healing elixir, called the Rejuvenation Pill. Wen Yun paused, "It's similar to the Ersheng Pill that Chi Twilight gave me last time, and it has similar medicinal properties." ”

"So powerful?!" Song Changyou hurriedly swallowed the green pill, which melted in his mouth, and the warm current went from his throat to his heart.

"However, why doesn't your little pill smell? Other people's small pills all exude a clear ...... fragrance."

Before the incense word could be exported, Song Changyou was shocked, and the injuries on his body were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, he couldn't even see a little scar on his body.