At this time, Liang Yuankuan keenly realized that he had made a mistake: Yingtian had never used his internal qi, he had never seen this kid's martial arts realm, but he had never asked Yingtian!

He always thought that even the super genius Yingtian was only twelve or thirteen years old, and it had only been a few months since he last came to Nangong Huawu, and Dingtian could only be in the late stage of quenching, right?

Seeing Liang Yuankuan's expression, Yingtian already understood the question in his heart. He said embarrassedly: "Uncle Kuan, I broke through the innate a few days ago and want to try it." ”

Liang Yuankuan and Yu Feng glanced at each other, and they were suddenly surprised.

It took him a long time to settle down, and he took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I hope your tone is as big as your ability." Don't be nervous, I'll protect you offstage in a moment. ”

Yingtian pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I have breath, but I don't have foot gas." ”

The two of the Liang family were stunned, but Yu Feng reacted, she pursed her lips and chuckled: "Second uncle, I didn't see that he was really interesting." ”

"This ...... How so? Liang Yuankuan was a little confused.

At this time, Yingtian blushed, waved his hand to Yu Feng with a wry smile and said, "Sister Feng, don't say ......" He didn't expect that his whispered words would be heard by her.

Yu Feng laughed, but still said: "Second uncle, he answered you...... Have you ever heard the saying that breath is bigger than athlete's foot? After saying that, he couldn't stop laughing.

Liang Yuankuan didn't get angry, but smiled knowingly and said: "Your kid's state is quite relaxed, I'm relieved." ”

In fact, just by virtue of Yingtian being so young, he can break through the rare talent of innate talent, Liang Yuankuan has already liked him, and he has also strengthened his determination to recruit him--- Yingtian is a genius among geniuses!

It is normal for a teenager to complain, but it shows that he has confidence and a good attitude. If Yingtian didn't come to Nangong Huawu for the second time, Liang Yuankuan would only look down on him.

Because, Yingtian has experienced black boxing and knows the actual situation here. In this case, his current performance can be called "Knowing is not afraid, but really not afraid!" ”

At this time, Yu Feng restrained his smile and said uneasily: "Second uncle, a strong person in the middle of the congenital stage can be killed with one blow. I'm just afraid ......"

They know that the martial artists who participate in the fourth-level competition are masters of the innate mid-stage realm, and if this kind of strong person fights against the innate Yingtian, who has just entered the innate Yingtian, they are afraid that they will not be able to use a single move, and they can easily slap him to death, right?

What they didn't know was that even if Yingtian couldn't defeat the strongest innate martial artist in the mid-stage realm, he was completely confident of escaping. If you can't beat it, you can run, for Yingtian, there is no psychological burden.

Because, he knows that it is more important to save himself than to destroy the enemy.

Yingtian has never looked at the weight of face, he is not the kind of hypocrite who is sanctimonious and pari-young.

He would rather be a real villain than set up a high archway to swagger and deceive. However, he will not be a transparent person in a turbid and chaotic society, and it is a big deal to talk about people and talk nonsense when he sees them.

At this time, Liang Yuankuan waved his hand and said firmly: "This is defenseless, Yu Feng, you go to the event office to handle the change." He wanted to see if this boy who didn't know the height of the sky was talking nonsense.

Liang Yufeng was stunned for a moment, muttered and looked at Yingtian, and obeyed the order.

After a while, when the fourth-level competition began, Yingtian held a steel sword in his hand, wore a black and white ghost head mask, and under the leadership of Liang Yuankuan, the three of them walked out of the box together.

At this time, in the ring, two martial artists in the late stage of quenching were in full swing and fighting. With a loud shout, the thin warrior was slammed on the stomach with a sledgehammer from his face-covered opponent, and his body flew like a cannonball to the rope on the side of the ring, and then "snapped" back to the ground, and his limbs trembled a few times before he lost his life.

After a while, amid the shouts of the audience under the arena, a martial artist of the innate third-layer realm walked into the ring casually. Yingtian held the steel sword in his hand and jumped up from the other end.

When the surrounding audience saw that the thin Yingtian was a head shorter than the tall and strong innate martial artist, they burst into bursts of boos and curses, as if this kind of disparity in strength had wasted their time and money, and they were unwilling to try their best to slander and denounce.

In the crowd, a girl wearing a black gauze hat and not revealing her true face was looking intently at the familiar figure on the stage. At this time, her heart was extremely nervous, and she was nervously talking to a middle-aged strong man beside her about something.

In the end, she finally figured out the situation, her heart was beating even more, her eyes were slightly red and a little angry, blaming this kid for not worrying.

The girl knows that his family is currently in difficulty, but is he not even caring about his life for the sake of money? Although she is not a martial artist, she understands what the gap in realm strength means. She was worried about the fifth and sixth level competitions, but he actually took the risk to participate in the fourth-level competition! The girl was angry at this point, and her chest kept rising and falling.

She is Ye Zhihan, after receiving a call from Fang Doudou, the two of them analyzed for a while, and they both felt that there must be a demon when something went wrong in Yingtian, and concluded that he must have gone to Nangong Huawu. Subsequently, Ye Zhihan asked a high-ranking martial artist in the family to accompany him. However, Fang Doudou was unable to make the trip for various reasons.

In the ring, after the host loudly introduced the situation of the two sides, the innate martial artist surnamed Jiang glanced at Yingtian with contempt, shook the long knife in front of his chest, and grinned: "Boy, are you tired of being lively?" ”

He was very confident, and he felt that he could crush the weak boy on the other side.

"Please advise." Yingtian was not verbose, and directly clasped his fists and saluted to prepare for the battle.

The martial artist surnamed Jiang glared angrily, stepped forward and raised his sword over the top, the misty white true qi surrounded the blade, and he slashed forward with great force.

"Ahh In the audience, Ye Zhihan exclaimed in a low voice, and her face under the black veil suddenly turned pale. Liang Yufeng next to the ring was also frightened, the innate powerhouse was very terrifying with a sword, and it was extremely difficult for a martial artist like Yingtian who had just entered the innate realm to deal with.

Yingtian's face was indifferent, and the almost pure white innate true qi in his body overflowed. And the knife that seemed to be powerful and powerful was nothing more than that in his eyes.

But he still has to pretend, this person is just a vegetarian dish with a taste, and there are delicious hard dishes behind it. In this case, if you don't show the mountain dew first, then you will have a better chance of winning. Because, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger can maximize the benefits.

Just listen to "Boom!" With a bang, swords intersected, and sparks splashed everywhere. Yingtian changed his lunge at his feet, and his body was upright and raised his steel sword horizontally, blocking the slashing broadsword with great difficulty.

The warrior surnamed Jiang immediately turned around, and the blade swept in again. Yingtian didn't hesitate, and immediately took a step back, bent over and bent his legs to dodge. Then, he forced his leg and body out to the right, and the steel sword flew out of his hand to his left hand, and the move "Dripping Water Piercing Stones" stabbed at the opponent like lightning.

The figure of the warrior surnamed Jiang was slightly stunned, his face changed slightly, and he held the knife vertically, and another piercing "bang" sound exploded, and he was forced to retreat a few steps by Yingtian.

Liang Yuankuan was a little puzzled at first, and looked at Yingtian passively defending again and again in confusion, and at this time, when he saw him fighting back, he nodded with satisfaction.

For more than 20 minutes, accompanied by the screams of the audience, the two of them in the ring had frequently exchanged fifty or sixty moves.

At this time, both of them were traumatized to varying degrees, and they were both in rags, and their bodies and limbs were still bloodstained.