Every year, the younger generation will compete in the ring. This kind of competition is more exciting than the usual competition, and it is generally a competition to show real strength, and it is also a competition to confirm the first person of the same age.

Moreover, the first person will be more valued by the Spirit Ruins Cave, and he will have more cultivation resources in the future.

This may seem like an unfair rule, but everyone will acquiesce. Because the younger generation is the hope for the future Linggu to leave the bottomless abyss, whoever is stronger will accept more resources, and the stronger he will be in the future, the greater the hope.

In the ring were a man and a woman, both in their twenties.

The man was dressed in plain clothes, with a beautiful face, and he held a pair of maces in both hands, which were his weapons. His cultivation is not weak, it is the peak level of the day after tomorrow, and like Yong'an at the beginning, he is only a trace away from entering the innate level.

But Qianyue was taken aback the moment she saw the other party, and the woman was clearly An'er. She is also twenty years old this year, and she is already a slim beauty, a little less youthful and a little more mature and charming.

Compared with half a month ago, her strength has improved, and she is already at the peak level of the day after tomorrow, and she is almost about to break through the innate realm. Obviously, she has been very diligent and diligent in her cultivation in the past half month, otherwise she would not have reached such a point so quickly.

The two young generations who appeared on the scene turned out to be the peak of the day after tomorrow, and they were only twenty years old, and they could be called geniuses in the Huamo Continent, and they were competed for key cultivation by various major sects.

An'er was born with a beautiful and fragrant country, her skin is like snow, and she is a beautiful woman. But the heroic spirit is compelling, not as weak as an ordinary girl, and has a heroic demeanor. She took the lead in making a move, striking first, holding an autumn water sword in her jade hand, the bright light was clear, and the cold light stabbed at the other party.

As soon as he made a move, it was a delicate sword technique, the sword shadow was like a fantasy, and a dazzling sword flower bloomed in the air, with a flickering glow and a fierce sword aura.

It seems gorgeous, but in fact it hides a fatal crisis.

The opponent's man is also very strong, his eyes are bright and bright, and he waves the double gong in his hand to block. The shadow is heavy, the tiger is vigorous, and a simple big bell phantom is faintly condensed, which is strict and heavy.

"This is the Black Bell Jar, a powerful acquired martial art. It is a simplified version of the Golden Bell Jar of the Innate Martial Arts, and it also has great defensive power. Unexpectedly, Li Ming had already cultivated to the Dacheng realm. ”

Some of the younger generation blurted out.

This martial art is based on the golden bell jar to modify and simplify, although it is only an acquired martial art, but it is not weak compared to some innate martial arts.

The phantom of the big bell condensed, simple and unpretentious, but it made An'er's sharp sword moves impossible to break, and was blocked by the ancient bell Yanshi.

The sword aura was like a mang, and one by one it flashed like a nine-day meteor, adding a few sword marks to the ring full of battle marks.

An'er's attack was fierce, the divine sword was in his hand, and the sword flowers were not blooming in the void, piercing on the black bell jar, sonorously ringing, and sparks flashing. With such an offensive, even the cultivators who are also at the peak of the day after tomorrow are also anxious and unable to dodge.

But in the face of Fang's turtle shell-like absolute defense, even if the innate powerhouse wants to break through, it will take some thought. No matter how powerful An'er is, she has no way to start, and it is useless to have a sword in her hand.

This made the big beauty An'er quite depressed and too bullying.

Under the long battle, under the invincible defense of the black bell jar, An'er could only be defeated depressed. In the same level of battle, there are very few people who can break through the black bell defense.

Chapter 46

Next, there are young generations of people who compete in the ring, and their strength is quite good, and they are basically at the level of the day after tomorrow.

Qianyue silently watched these exchanges, and he was waiting for the arrival of the Lingxu Cave pick-up team.

Challenging the captain of the lead team is his goal.

However, before the appearance of the ushers, there was a younger generation in the ring who threatened to challenge him by name.

At the New Year's Festival, you can name and challenge a certain person, regardless of gender, young and old, this is a default rule.

Many of the younger generations learned about the experience from An'er and them, and knew that Qianyue was very strong and could easily kill the Wind Wolf King in the Bottomless Abyss.

But there are also many younger generations who feel that this is exaggerated and unlikely. After all, as a powerful demon beast in the Innate Realm, how could the Wind Wolf King be so easily defeated by Qianyue, who was young and a few years younger than them. Obviously, there must be something greasy in it, and it is likely that this young man has come up with some means to weaken the strength of the wind wolf, so that he can be easily killed.

And many young people think that their strength is not bad, and they also want to try how strong Qianyue, a teenager from the bottomless abyss, is.

The man in the ring was one of them. His name is Mo Ye, he was born five big and three thick, with a burly and tall physique, a head taller than ordinary people, and his muscles are thick like an orangutan.

At first glance, he knew that he was a cultivator, and his cultivation was quite good, and his brute strength was amazing, far stronger than ordinary cultivators of the same realm. In terms of strength alone, it is comparable to half of the innate powerhouses.

Although Qianyue doesn't like trouble, she is not a person who is afraid of things, and she smiled lightly in the face of challenges, and jumped into the ring.

Many of the younger generation had fiery eyes and were very excited, wanting to see which of the foreign teenagers was stronger or weaker compared to Mo Ye, who had the title of "orangutan".

There are also the older generation of Linggu residents here, and they all want to see how this young man from the land of his ancestors fights.

"Please. ”

Although Mo Ye is a rough person, he also knows how to be polite.

"Please. ”

Chizuki is equally polite and relative.

In the ring, Qianyue and Mo Ye each stood on one side, looking at each other from a distance. Qianyue stood tall and proudly in the ring, facing Mo Ye, who had the title of "orangutan", smiled indifferently, not nervous at all, and quite confident.

Mo Ye took the lead in making a move, striking first, and his burly and tall figure rushed over like a tank, and his big feet made the entire ring tremble.

"Great Wilderness God Fist. ”

He rushed across, the blood in his body surged, and the big fist of the sand pot was as crystal clear as red jade, and it hit straight over, without any fancy, but it was to exert the power of ** to the extreme, and it roared.

This kind of attack is very eye-catching, and the power is also quite huge, even 10,000 catties of boulders can shake. Even if Li Ming cast the black bell just now, he would have to be knocked away. And by sprinting, the power is even higher, and it is very powerful.

Qianyue did not retreat or advance, fixed here, smiled lightly, a mouthful of teeth were white and shiny, and the same fancy-free punch shot straight out.

"Is this kid stupid? actually fist with Mo Ye, Mo Ye is a fierce man who majors in the body, but there are not many people who can shake his fist with him. ”

Some young generations exclaimed, Orangutan Mo Ye's cultivation **, his physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary peers, even the rocks are easily shattered by him, and few people in his generation can compare.

Except for the disciples of the Spirit Ruins Cave, none of his peers dared to directly fight with him in close combat, let alone directly fist to fist like Qianyue. It's like crazy for everyone else.

Only An'er, who was rescued by Qianyue in the bottomless abyss, knows exactly how terrifying his strength is, and it is unbelievable if he doesn't see it with his own eyes. It is the innate level of the body, far stronger than Mo Ye's Wind Wolf King, and when he is hit, he has to fall to the ground and vomit blood.