"Ding Dong!"

"The exam has begun, and your opponent is Fan Lang from Shancheng Middle School."

Jiang Ding stood up and opened his eyes.

On the surface of the water, the figure of a sturdy young man was revealed, and as soon as he appeared, he glanced at Jiang Ding vigilantly, quickly retreated, and a silver light hammer appeared in his hand behind his back.

In the realm of the young eagle's internal qi and Zhou Tian, the array spirit will not take the initiative to remind it, and it needs to be observed by itself.

"Come on, Jiang Ding! Don't throw my tree away! ”

Jiang Yuan shouted.

"The eagle's internal qi is very powerful, right? We didn't have a few when we were in high school. Lin Wanqiu looked at Lin Yong and asked, "Can Jiang definitely win?" ”

The audience will be able to know the realm of the opponent, and it will be automatically marked when it is broadcast on TV, and sometimes the details of the battle will be slowed down.

The realm of the homeowner is not marked, and everyone knows it by default, after all, it is just a broadcast with little attention, and those who come to see it are people who know each other.

"I don't know...... Road! ”

Lin Yong was about to answer, but saw the young man in Tsing Yi on TV pointing his finger.

The wind blew, the branches of the blue and gold tree trembled, and a blade flew out, piercing into the throat of the sturdy young man holding the silver light hammer high, blood splattered, and his body fell limply.

The young man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes and closed them again, continuing to cultivate.

"Beat it."

Lin Yong's throat was cold, and he felt a little chilled, and then he looked at his wife and sister.

"Gollum!"

Jiang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shrank to Lin Wanqiu's side with his little sister.

"Xiaoyuan is here."

Grandma smiled kindly, hugged Jiang Yuan and her classmates, and gently touched their heads.

The two elderly people were not uncomfortable with this scene.

"Second Round ......"

"Twelfth Round ......"

There are twelve in a row, all of them are young eagle inner qi great Zhou Tian martial artists from all over the country.

This is very understandable, the Eagle may not have a few in an entire city, and the future is much brighter than many Four Spirit Root Cultivators.

The result was the same, a blade pierced the throat and died.

"You're within two hundred and fifty thousand."

On TV, a ranking appeared next to Jiang Ding, and his name quickly climbed from hundreds of thousands to 250,000.

"Steady!"

Lin Yong slapped his thigh and estimated: "The score of the cold weapon is at least 60 percent, and if the score of the cultural class is a little better, our family may be able to get two out of the sect at one time!" ”

"Ancestor bless!"

The others were overjoyed.

"The thirteenth round, Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School, Jiang Jinxian."

"Haha!"

A young man with a slightly dark complexion quickly glanced around, and when he saw Jiang Ding, he rushed up with a bright silver spear, laughed nonstop, and said happily: "Okay, I'm lucky today, you should give Lao Tzu more big steps, and try it in the early stage of internal qi?" ”

"I can really fight the innate with internal qi, my name ......"

A blade flew in.

"What is this ......?"

Jiang Jinxian's complexion changed, and under the huge warning omen, the innate true qi of his whole body exploded, and the silver spear quickly rose a little, like a silver electric light, which was enough to kill a double-digit inner qi realm martial artist at the same time.

Shout!

The blue metal blades shot through the spear and into his throat, leaving a thumb-sized hole, and the fine sword qi seeped into the hole, shattering all the brains and organs that were still intact.

“…… Report...... Cheating ......"

Jiang Jinxian spit out a few words with difficulty, and his body fell limply, without any breath of life.

"Congenital may be dangerous, the eagle congenital is different from the ordinary congenital......"

The opponent's realm was marked on the screen, Lin Yong didn't pay attention to the strange look in Lin Wanqiu's eyes, explained to his sister and family, and shouted halfway through: "! It's seconds again! ”

"Sister!"

"You honestly tell me what realm Jiang Ding is? Don't play with me anymore, okay? ”

Lin Yong grabbed Lin Wanqiu's hand and asked loudly.

“…… I don't know. ”

Lin Wanqiu thought for a while: "In order not to put pressure on him during this time, I haven't asked, I have always cultivated by myself, and I got up earlier than me, I am very relieved in this regard, the realm seems to be the internal qi of the Great Zhoutian?" ”

She was a little unconfident, and it seemed that she was in this realm a few months ago.

"Fart!"

Lin Yong said angrily: "Which one of the inner qi eagles you see is congenital, forget it, I'll find it myself." ”

He logged in to the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, clicked on the search button, and entered the name of Jiang Ding's opponent.

"It should be the middle and late stages of congenital."

Old Man Lin Gang thought for a while and said, "When I was young and serving, there was a battalion commander in the Innate Realm who was very similar to him. ”

"Innate Peak!"

Lin Yong shouted, the same as carved in a mold in Jiang Yuan: "Sister, you actually gave birth to a sixteen-year-old eagle genius at the peak of her innocence!" ”

"Obviously, when you were in school, your qualifications were terrible."

"Huh?"

Lin Wanqiu snatched the phone and said in shock: "Really. ”

On the sea.

Jiang Ding silently watched the corpses of one innate martial artist after another, blood flowing all over the ground, and gradually being washed away by the waves.

"The nineteenth round, Jinshi No. 1 Middle School, Ansinuo."

A short girl appeared on the surface of the sea dozens of meters away, and as soon as she came up, she quickly retreated, and after scanning her senses, her face showed joy.

"Good!"

"Finally, an innate martial artist has appeared to breathe a sigh of relief."

Airplanes!

The blue gold tree shook slightly, its roots and crown shrank, turning into a blue flying sword and falling into his hand.

"The fifth layer of Qi training."

The flying sword sword intent trembled, bringing Jiang Ding the information it had sensed, and finally showed a look of interest.

"Mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator."

Lin Yong glanced at the old man and said cautiously: "Common sense, pulling a distance, the innate peak is not an opponent, Jiang Ding should have pounced on her the moment she appeared, it is a major mistake to wait stupidly." ”

"That's right."

Lin Gang also confirmed.

The old man has a lot of combat experience and has experienced real wars.

Jiang Yuan was not interested in the conversation of the adults, and his bright eyes stared at the whole process of turning from a small tree to a flying sword.

The short girl An Sinuo performed the Wind Resisting Technique, and retreated to a distance of fifty meters in a row, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiang Ding, who was still unmoving, with disdain in her eyes: "Which fool teacher taught you martial arts?" ”

“……”

Zhang Dingjun, who was watching the live broadcast of the student exam, felt that he had been shot while lying down.

"Go!"

An Si Nuojiao shouted, a small silver hammer appeared, smashed towards Jiang Ding, and then two fireballs chased after him, and finally a black shield was suspended in front of him.

"Not bad."

Although the other party ridiculed him, Zhang Dingjun still secretly bowed his head.

Two offenses and one defense, classic tactics, and you can also use the Wind Resistance Technique to run away at any time, and most of the innate martial artists will be grinded to death.

"This kid has quietly been promoted to the innate peak, is it at the cost of a broken brain?"

Zhang Dingjun looked at Jiang Ding, who let the other party pull away, and wondered.

"Immortal Cultivator's Battle ......"

Jiang Ding carefully observed An Sinuo's every move and kept them all in mind.

These are all rare combat experiences, and the outside world does not have such an opportunity under any circumstances, and as long as the hostile qi shows up, it is necessary to do its best to kill or run away, and there is no such calmness.

Until the tiny silver hammer and two fireballs approached.

Shout!

The azure flying sword slashed diagonally, without stopping, flew fifty meters away, passed through An Sinuo's body, and returned to Jiang Ding's hand.

Silently, two fireballs and a small silver hammer split in two, and the aura fell dimly.

In the distance, the short girl and her high-grade shield magic weapon split in two from the midline, internal organs and blood flowing, and there seemed to be a blank look in her eyes.

The two halves of the body fell into the sea, and a wave rolled and disappeared.

(End of chapter)