The day before the big competition, in the middle of the forest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Daring finally woke up, and the vision that appeared on his body gradually disappeared, and he looked no different from an ordinary person.

But the biggest change in him is that the fat on his body seems to be hidden, and there is no longer the slightest greasy feeling.

Except for a little baby fat on his face, he also looks a little cute.

He could clearly feel the power in his body, and it seemed as if he could push off any opponent in front of him.

"Ancestor, isn't he back yet, will he be fine?"

Zhang Daring looked at the melancholy Seal of the Heavens, feeling a little flustered.

"He's been in there for six days and there's been no movement, and I don't know what's going on. Feng Tianyin shook his head.

Although Zhang Daring was worried in his heart, he was still confident in Wang Xuan from the bottom of his heart, even though he was no longer the same as before.

"If he doesn't come back tomorrow, I'll go for him. ”

Zhang Daring said, his eyes blooming with a serious look that he had never seen before.

Feng Tianyin refused.

"No, you don't know, if you appear on this occasion now, and if you are injured, your physique will soon be recognized, and then it will not be a matter of competition, and even your life may be lost!"

"No one can hurt me, at least psychic. Zhang Daring stretched out a hand and gently touched it towards a big tree in front of him, and for a moment the entire tree glowed with golden light in an instant, and then it was split apart and shattered into powder.

"You have actually mastered the mystery of the singularity?" Feng Tianyin's face was full of surprise.

Zhang Daring nodded, since he fell asleep, he could feel the huge changes in his body, and some memory fragments kept appearing in his mind.

The singularity is the only memory he can synthesize completely.

"But aren't you afraid of death? There was some jealousy in Feng Tianyin's eyes, and this kind of feeling, Zhang Daring had never seen it before.

Feng Tianyin told Zhang Daring about some entanglements between the Martial Saint family and the Ji family, and Zhang Daring naturally knew the stakes involved.

He still gritted his teeth, this time he must do something for Wang Xuan, and he will not hesitate to do so!

"Ancestor, you don't have to persuade me, it's true that you know him, if I have a problem, I will definitely spare no effort to help me solve it. Now I can do something for worthwhile, not to mention participating in the Heavenly Election Competition, even if I go up to the Sword Mountain and go down to the Sea of Fire, I Zhang Daring will not hesitate!"

Although his words are vulgar, the power in them cannot be ignored.

Feng Tianyin groaned for a while, letting the breeze blow his supple beard, and his frowning brow gradually relaxed.

"Okay, but if something happens, you have to step back. Moreover, if you run into an opponent in the psychic realm, you will directly admit defeat!"

Zhang Daring smiled and nodded, he finally got his wish.

Although he had been asleep, he especially remembered what Wang Xuan had said to his ancestor.

"Master, if both of us reach the time of life and death, please leave me alone and protect him!"

"I believe that as long as he lives......"

He cherished his life very much...... His talent is no worse than mine, and as long as he lives, I will live......!

"He will definitely avenge me!"

He couldn't help but burst into tears, in this life, he was content to have such a brother.

This time, he has already made up his mind that no matter whether he can wait for the king to come or not, he must clear up Xiaoyue's grievances!

Even if he knew what kind of mission he was carrying, even if he was not an ordinary person named Zhang Daring now, even if he had a unique martial god body.

The first battle of the Heavenly Chosen Contest ended, and Zhang Daring also put on the same silver mask as Wang Xuan and stood in the competition venue.

"Two hundred and seven and three hundred and fifty-four!"

"Four hundred and eighteen, nine hundred and thirty-two!"

.......

"One Hundred and Three and Eight!"

Hearing this, Zhang Daring also walked out.

His number is one hundred and three.

With the iconic silver mask and a height of 1.75 meters, he now looks exactly the same as Wang Buxu, except for a different face under the mask, which is basically the same person.

And No. 8 also slowly walked onto the test table at this time.

"Come on!"

"Brother Xu, you must defeat him!"

"The honor of the Feng family depends on you to protect it!"

Zhang Daring was the only one who participated in the competition in the Feng Mansion, and there were indeed many children of the Feng family watching the game, there were hundreds of people, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted their attention.

When the rest of the spectators heard the cheers, they all shifted their eyes to the young man wearing a silver mask in the middle of the field.

"Who is he, and why are so many people cheering for him?" asked someone who didn't know.

Someone in the Feng family immediately responded.

"You don't know him, this is the pride of our feudal mansion, the legend of Orion, and fierce beasts like the Blood Shadow Wolf and the Sky Mantis are just a matter of punches in front of him. ”

Some of them are full of honor, and they admire Wang Buxuan from the bottom of their hearts.

"The highest in this is only a fourth-order fierce beast, no matter how strong he is, it's only at this level, what's commendable. Someone immediately said disdainfully.

At this time, a one-armed teenager picked up the conversation.

"Then what do you think of the eighth-order fierce beast?"

The person who spoke was none other than Ning Wuji.

At this time, his body exuded a killing intent, and the whole person was like a long-sharpened blade, which made people dare not look at it.

Although some people felt that Ning Wujian was different, they were not afraid, "Eighth-order fierce beast? ”

"We all saw it with our own eyes, Brother Wang pulled out the heart of the eighth-order monkey king with just one punch, and Brother Ning's arm was also broken because of this fierce beast. ”

At this time, a group of teenagers spoke, and they all had a real expression on their faces.

Hearing this, everyone closed their mouths, and they all turned their heads to look at the young man wearing a silver mask on the field, and the shock in their hearts was incomprehensible.

The eighth-order fierce beast did not dare to fight head-on even if it was a strong man at the peak of body refining, and the silver boy in the field actually killed this fierce beast with just one punch.

They had never heard of this kind of record!

Of course, the boys omitted many details, but for them, even if the battle was fierce, in their opinion, Wang Xuan was strong enough for them to look up to, and no one was allowed to question him.

Just as the eyes were cast on the silver-masked teenager in the middle of the field, another teenager stepped forward.

He was bare-chested, covered in scars and claw marks, and the most striking thing was the deep scar that stretched from his neck to his abdomen, a scar of unknown origin, which almost tore him in half!

The young man's face was sinister, and he was carrying a broad sword behind his back, and the whole person looked more like a humanoid beast.

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and everyone fell silent.

"Isn't this the Mojo of the gladiatorial arena?!"