"I know you, your name is Bai Chen, double-tusked white elephant bloodline, one of the nineteen innate bloodline seeds among the outer disciples this year. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"However, today's winner will only be me! Remember my name, Hu Tiannan, the ancestor once inspired the Seven Rank Blood Bloodline Cloud Illusion Mist Butterfly!"

Bai Chen looked at the little bald head twice, sure that he had never seen him, was he so famous?

It is not something to boast about if the ancestors have stimulated the bloodline, and the direct blood relatives within three generations can also be mentioned, and it is more likely to awaken the same bloodline - if it is to the ancestors, most people can find a strong bloodline that they once had for a short time in their ancestors.

Just like the Bai family, there are rumors that the ancestors have the bloodline of the giant elephant that supports the sky, and the authenticity is untestable.

Although the double-tusked white elephant and the giant elephant are both elephant bloodlines, the difference between them and the inside cannot be reasoned. The former is a nine-rank weak bloodline, and the latter is an ancient desolate beast, dominating one side, and the bloodline level is above the fifth grade.

Only the ancestors are the power to achieve the real human rank, and the bloodline that has been passed down will greatly increase the number of people who awaken the bloodline in the later generations because of the many purifications. If the ancestors once had the bloodline of a powerful desolate beast or a divine beast, it will be passed down from generation to generation, and it is also glorious, and the family seals of many families are related to the inheritance of bloodlines.

Bloodline, above the five grades can be called wild beasts, and the upper three grades are divine beasts.

Since Hu Tiannan said so, he must have failed to stimulate his bloodline, and he was just an ordinary disciple of an outer sect.

"What's the use of a hard mouth, see the real chapter in your hands!"

Bai Chen put on a posture, motionless like a mountain, waiting for the little bald head to attack.

I don't even know what martial arts the opponent is good at, how can I take the initiative to attack, see the moves, and adapt to the situation is appropriate.

"It's also the Ghost Hand Six Styles......"

Seeing the familiar start, Bai Chen sighed lightly, he was actually practicing the same yellow-rank martial arts as himself.

The fists and palms were staggered, the pace was jumping, and in a few breaths, he confirmed that the little bald head also had an entry realm in the six styles of the ghost hand.

However, it is not the same path as himself, and when he unfolds it, it is almost the same as two different martial arts.

Hu Tiannan's skills are like the wind, one move is faster than another, fierce and fierce, showing the ruthlessness of the six styles of the ghost hand to the fullest. The claws were like hooks, Bai Chen's chest and abdomen shrank, the five claws swept by, the cracks were crisp, and the gray robe on his body was hooked with five rags.

"So fast!"

Bai Chen was secretly speechless, fortunately, he hid in time, otherwise there would be five blood marks on his stomach at this moment, and he would open his stomach. Rao was like this, and there was a faint pain in his abdomen, as if he had been grazed by an extremely sharp object.

"Even if I wasn't influenced by Deacon Huang and changed my route, according to my previous ideas, from fast to slow, slow and then fast, it was difficult to get on the speed of a small bald head, I really don't know how he practiced!"

There were several cold lights in front of him, Bai Chen took a deep breath, not in a hurry, his left hand drooped, and his right hand gently poked towards the peak of the cold light, with a trace of inexplicable ghostly demeanor.

Just when the onlookers thought that Bai Chen had hit the stone with an egg and killed himself, his right hand unbelievably sealed Hu Tiannan's wrist, like a ring of stainless steel handbands firmly trapped.

Hu Tiannan screamed in pain, and his other hand was like a knife, faintly revealing the color of his bones, and he cut it down.

Duh!

The palms of the hands touched, and the collision made a dull and thick sound, not like a fleshy palm, not like metal.

"How is that possible!"

Hu Tiannan shouted out in a lost voice, under this type of ghost hand bone blade, the blue bricks and thick wood are still cut in two sections, how can the flesh and blood be stopped.

Looking up, Bai Chen's left hand was completely bloodless, like dry bones, and there was a ghostly aura lingering between his five fingers, like five giant bone pillars, supporting a lonely prison - Ghost Hand Dry Prison!

Knowing the true meaning, channeling the gods.

After observing the demonstration of Huang Moya's martial arts, Bai Chen embarked on a new path in the six styles of the ghost hand. There are few pursuits of moves, but towards the artistic conception of martial arts, the realization of the true meaning of the refinement.

With a claw, ten thousand ghosts howled, and they were in the underworld, as in the nine abysses.

Bai Chen must not be able to reach this ideal realm, but there is already a bit of a vision between the moves, and he will take Hu Tiannan's fierce attack with a light lift.

Although they are all in the entry realm, Hu Tiannan took the most normal route of easy and then difficult, starting with moves, practicing to the point of perfection, and slowly realizing the true meaning of martial arts in the process. Generally, when you reach the realm of Dacheng and have a deep enough understanding of this martial art, you will set foot here.

Bai Chen did the opposite, first difficult and then easy.

As long as the true intention is passed, the rest is water grinding kung fu, and the realm of martial arts can naturally be improved after time is spent, and the bottleneck is not there.

"Who is this disciple?

"Senior Brother Meng, this junior brother Hu Tiannan is a beginner this year, he was born in the Hu clan of the Northern Arc City, and his family has a lot of fame in the bloodline of the Cloud Illusion Mist Butterfly. However, in recent generations, none of the children have been able to awaken the bloodline of the Cloud Illusion Mist Butterfly, and they have gradually sunk, and they can only be regarded as ordinary families in the Northern Arc City. However, Senior Brother Hu has great ambitions and wants to revive the Northern Arc Hu Clan, and he is also top-notch among the outer disciples. ”

Zeng Kefan saw that Meng Guangyuan, who was looking at the sky, suddenly became interested and hurriedly introduced.

He is responsible for recruiting newcomers to the Shendan group, and he has an impression of many of the outer disciples in the field, and he can remember the origin of their information after a little recall.

"Which one asks you Hu Tiannan, I mean another person on the field. ”

Meng Guangyuan's tone was indifferent, and his eyes swept with a hint of disappointment, which made Zeng Kefan's heart pang, and he hurriedly turned out a few volumes of information.

"His name is Bai Chen, and he also started this year, awakening the double-tusked white elephant bloodline. I met him in Fang Market a few days ago and persuaded him to come to the assessment. ”

There is a comparison of information, Zeng Kefan finally recalled. However, I wondered in my heart, how could Senior Brother Meng be interested in an outer disciple who had just entered the sect, and Hu Tiannan was more dominant when watching the scene.

"It's only been a month since I joined the sect, and I have understood the true meaning of martial arts, and it took me two full years to react...... I don't know if someone pointed out or discovered it myself, but it's just as rare, everyone understands the truth of understanding the truth and soaring to the sky, but it's so easy to do. As long as the cultivation talent is not too bad, the future of this son will not be bad, and his information will be star-marked. ”

"Yes!" Zeng Kefan hurriedly responded.

The star targets of the Shendan group are all promising outer disciples, and at least seventy or eighty percent of them are sure to become inner disciples before they are eligible to be selected.

He didn't figure out what Bai Chen's performance had impressed Senior Brother Meng Guangyuan anyway.

However, for this Senior Brother Meng, everyone in the Shendan group is convinced, although he is the deputy leader, the actual group's daily decisions and planning strategies are all from Meng Guangyuan's hands. Although he was puzzled, he still didn't dare to say a word.

At this moment, there was a new change in the form of the field.

Hu Tiannan urged the six styles of the ghost hand to his limit, but he failed to take down Bai Chen, no matter how stormy and fierce the offensive was, he took it lightly. Occasionally, one or two counterattacks, like antelopes hanging on their horns, were nowhere to be found, which made Hu Tiannan break out in a cold sweat.

A ghost hand is like a dragon, Hu Tiannan's strength is not exhausted, he is slow to close his claws, he was almost caught, and he lost everything.

Hu Tiannan knew very well that it would be another quarter of an hour at most, and when his strength gradually subsided, and there were more and more flaws in his moves, that is, when he failed. Obviously not very precise and very fast movements, but they hit his loopholes like a chestnut in the fire, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Bai Chen, I admit that you are very powerful in the Ghost Hand Six Styles martial art, however, I will have more than this Yellow Rank martial art, let you see the mystery of the Hu Clan's body technique!"

Hu Tiannan made a mistake, dodged a hand knife like dry bones, and then jumped with a strange outer figure-eight footstep, and magically arrived in front of Bai Chen, and pulled several bodies closer at once.

With a muffled snort, his palms were accumulated, and with a roaring sound, he slapped it towards Bai Chen's chest.