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Every year, in order to consolidate its power, the Church of Light will make some trials to clarify the strength of the Knights of Light, the Inquisition, and the Sacrifice, and then compare it with other forces in the Xiyun Continent to ensure its unshakable leading position. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

On this day, it is the time of the annual trial, everyone is grinding their fists and eager to try, if the performance is good enough, it will become the focus of the cultivation of the Church of Light, and the fate will be changed from now on.

The trial venue of the Knights of Light is in a martial arts hall, divided into more than ten rings, and it is also divided into groups according to age and time of entering the Church of Light. An Jie has only joined for a year, and naturally along with other children of the same age, he was divided into the last group.

Although the annual trial is not a grand ceremony, everyone in the Church of Light attaches great importance to it, and watching the wonderful martial arts confrontation in the ring, many people can't help but cheer, onlookers, and people are full of voices.

An Jie also wanted to see other people's competitions, but he was too small to squeeze in the large-scale sea of people, so he could only shake his head and sigh and leave disappointed.

"Hey, little follower, isn't it your turn yet?" Just as An Jie was patiently waiting for him to appear, an angelic voice came again, and at some point, Wei Li floated to her side, staring at An Jie and smiling.

"Miss Weili, I'm busy today, I'm busy, I don't have time to play with you. Seeing Wei Li, this pink, cute girl, everyone in general can't help but feel pity, but An Jie, who knows that the other party is a person, feels the true face of the other party as soon as she sees the angel appearance, and she can't help but beat the drum in her heart.

Wei Li smiled: "Who is coming to play with you, I just want to see if my little follower has secretly hid and cried after losing, which is too embarrassing for me." ”

An Jie said with a serious face: "I won't cry after losing, but you Weili, did you pass the trial so quickly?"

"Miss Ben, do you still need the trial? Grandpa Pope, in a word, I will be able to pass it. Wei Li's little face was very proud, and she didn't take the trial to heart at all, as if she said it again, and it was okay to say anything. This made An Jie sigh in his heart, it was really convenient to have a big backer.

Just as the two were talking, a slightly older boy walked over, with a vague unruly smile between his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Ah, isn't this Wei Li? We haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

"Oh, isn't this Evan? You're finally alive and out of your father's forced retreat. Willy smiled, looking familiar with the big boy named Aven here, but in her words, it didn't sound like the right way.

Ai Wen replied: "This year, I am almost suffocated, in addition to cultivation, it is cultivation, fortunately I have broken through the third level of the martial artist mortal rank, otherwise I don't know what year and month it will take to see the light of day again." "This one named Ai Wen is the son of Ai Green, the leader of the Knights of Light, who has high hopes and high hopes for him, and has never relaxed his training, so that at the age of ten, he reached the third level of the martial artist mortal rank, and there are faint signs of breaking through the fourth level.

"This should be An Jie, I didn't expect that during my retreat, the Bright Church had a genius second only to me, cultivate well, you have a future. Ai Wen looked at An Jie meaningfully, especially the accentuated tone of the four words second only to me, he was told as soon as he came out, and a person named An Jie came in with excellent talent and received a lot of attention, so he asked someone to inquire about his origin, origin, appearance, etc., so he recognized An Jie at a glance. It's just that An Jie's origin is related to the future war, and it is kept secret by the Pope, and in terms of personnel information, it is just a child from an ordinary family.

"This senior brother, hello..."Although the other party's eyes were contemptuous and arrogant, An Jie didn't take it to heart, politely said hello, his mentality was not affected by anyone, and he kept a normal heart, this was what Si Keen taught him a long time ago, and An Jie always kept it in mind.

"Well, take a good look, if you qualify, it will be possible to challenge me, I believe there will be no accidents, there will be no big problems, I am looking forward to it." Ai Wen showed a deep smile, then turned around and left, not forgetting to be very provocative: "Wei Li, you must be lazy, relying on a pope grandfather, a white-clothed priest father, to escape the trial." ”

"I want you to take care of it...."Wei Li snorted from the back of Ai Wen leaving, and then said to An Jie in an extremely threatening tone: "Little follower, you listen well, this name Ai Wen is the most hateful scum I have ever seen in the Church of Light, he is relying on a father who is the head of the Knights of Light, he is rampant, everyone hates this second ancestor, if you meet him, you must beat him down." ”

Hearing this, An Jie was stunned for a moment, and then muttered softly: "How about this Aiwen, I don't think you can get any better, at least people won't cause trouble to people." ”

"Little follower, what did you just say, do you want to continue to mingle......" Wei Li's eyes narrowed, and a cold air flashed, which frightened An Jie and quickly covered her mouth and shook her head like a rattle, indicating that she didn't say anything and didn't dare anymore.

The tenth group, the eighteenth game, An Jie went to the ring, hearing this voice, An Jie was amnesty, and quickly jumped into the ring, feeling grateful to the referee, otherwise I am afraid that I will be suppressed by Wei Li in public.

"The two sides are on point, and the game begins. As soon as the referee gave the order, An Jie immediately showed the results of his cultivation, bursting out the fighting spirit of the martial artist, attacking with a series of punches, catching the opponent off guard, and successfully forcing the opponent out of the ring with a one-sided advantage, and his subordinates were merciful and did not shoot too hard.

"Wow, Anjie is so powerful here, he won all of a sudden, we have been practicing for so long, and there is no sign of breaking through to the first pole. "Offstage, seeing An Jie's unstoppable victory, some people admired, some people were jealous, and in the crowd, the old knight who guided An Jie's cultivation couldn't help but nodded, thinking to himself, Si Keen, An Jie is worthy of being your son, if you continue like this, maybe sooner or later he will surpass you.

Next, An Jie passed all the way, just with the strength of one pole, he defeated the children who entered the Church of Light at the same time one by one, there was no accident, in this group, there was such an amazing appearance at a young age, which immediately attracted great attention.

On the other side, Ai Wen also secretly watched An Jie's every move, he also qualified early, so next, it was An Jie's turn to challenge him, so he also cared about the strength of this opponent.

"Young master, this An Jie is not bad, he will not lose to you back then, Yiji should not be his real strength. "On Aven's side, a young knight of seventeen or eighteen has been following Aven's side, he is sent by the head of the Knight of Light to protect the little master, named Hoth.

"You're right, Hoss, this kid will be a formidable opponent in the future, but now he is far from being my opponent, and he has a fatal weakness. Ai Wen smiled coldly, looking confident, maybe his self-confidence came from the affirmation of his own strength, looking at the Xiyun Continent, he always felt that there were really very few geniuses like him, and it was even difficult for anyone to match him.

It's just that he doesn't know that at this moment, there are frequent violent incidents in the Demon Martial Arts Academy of the Ailan Empire, which all stem from a heart that wants to become stronger, and a fire of revenge that refuses to stop.

There was a loud bang in the afternoon, and a big crater was blasted out of the ground, An Luo stood, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and his hair was red than blood dancing in the wind, the blow just now was caused by him, he was already nine years old, and his strength actually reached this level.

"Monster, how is it possible, he was only at the third level of the martial artist mortal rank just now, how could he have been promoted to the fifth level all of a sudden. ”

"It's strange how his hair turned red. ”

"I heard that after he entered the academy, he has never cultivated, this is a joke, this is a person who has never cultivated, will he have the strength?"

"Is he a pervert?"

Listening to the other party's more and more talking, An Luo said a little impatiently: "Hey, have you finished your ramblings, you lost, according to the previous agreement, you are not allowed to bully the small with the big in the future, especially our one hundred and eighth martial arts class seven, do you know?"

"Know...... Got it!" "Those seniors have long been frightened, is the other party nine years old, and he can actually use the strength of the fifth level, there has never been such a person in history, could it really be a monster."

"Great, boss, you are really the best, even those senior students are not your opponents, see if they dare to bully people in the future." "And An Luo's classmates immediately surrounded him enthusiastically, I feel that this breath is really cool, yesterday a few people were good at practicing martial arts in a venue, those senior students insisted on guns, and they also beat people, and a classmate's face was swollen.

In general, An Luo is very willing, whenever such a thing happens, he will come forward and get it back for his classmates, no matter how strong the other party is, and every time they will be beaten to the ground. Although everyone is very strange that they have never seen An Luo cultivate, he is so strong.

"It doesn't matter, as long as everyone is united, we won't be bullied by anyone. An Luo laughed, and then said that he was in a hurry, and hurriedly left, the speed was jaw-dropping, as if there was really something to burn his ass.

Coming to a remote corner, An Jie saw that there was no one around, so he took a deep breath, and then spit out a mouthful of turbid gas with blood mist, his face was full of exhaustion, and he squatted down holding a tree. If someone saw him now, they would be surprised, the person who had just used his fifth-level strength had no cultivation at all.

At this moment, a light and faint voice came: "An Luo, I know that you really want to become stronger, but if you ignore the challenge of leapfrogging like this, I am afraid that your body will collapse before you can tap the potential of your bloodline." "Here is a man dressed in golden clothes, full of heroism between his eyebrows, resolute eyes, it is one of the top ten, the fifth-ranked martial artist Jin Billy, and he is also the dean of the Demon Martial Arts Academy.

"It's okay, my body, I know best, and I can hold it. An Luo dropped a sentence lightly, and then turned to leave.

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