The Tianjiao Conference began, but the ten rings were still empty, and no one went up, not because the atmosphere was not good, but because the atmosphere was too good.

The Imperial Capital Imperial Catering Division is a top-notch chef, and the Shen family has been cooking for generations, and his strength is even better.

With good wine and good food as a companion, they all sit and eat non-stop, and show off their chopsticks to their mouths.

A good Tianjiao conference has become a scene of fist fighting, chatting and fart, and Ye Linger smiled bitterly.

"Inform the Shen family and the Imperial Diet, let them go all out, and find any ingredients in the jungle if they are missing."

Seeing that the plates were selected cleanly, Ye Ling'er could only order, Song Mingyi in the rear was still moving the table, they were also hungry and wanted to eat.

"Oh, good!" Song Mingyi hurriedly spread his hand, and the table leg smashed directly into Zixu's feet, jumping back and forth in pain.

Ye Ling'er was speechless, I didn't know that I thought that the food given to them in the palace was not good, and they were like starving ghosts.

Song Mingyi smiled and hurriedly transmitted.

Shen Juan was wearing a cloth and was turning over the pot, when he noticed that the transmission note was lit up, he was still stir-frying with one hand, and he was listening to the transmission note with the other.

When he heard that he was about to do so, Shen Juan scolded his mother angrily: "It stands to reason that this hour conference has begun, why do you need so many dishes." ”

"Is this here to fight or to eat?"

He scolded and threw the dish to his second uncle, and without untying his apron, he went straight to the Assembly Square with a spoon.

When he arrived at the square, he saw countless Tianjiao who participated in the conference, one by one, like pigs, with their heads buried in their plates to eat.

It's no wonder that these days are arrogant and greedy, it's really that the dishes they make are so good, not to mention the top ingredients, and the cooking techniques are also the top.

The Shen family made a lot of efforts for this conference, and when they heard that there were not enough people here, they directly transferred people from other places.

They were very popular, but Shen Juan was tired and half dead, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he took out an iron pot and knocked it with a spoon.

This action also made some people raise their heads, look at him, and then lower their heads and step up to show off their dishes.

"What are you here for, are you here to compete or eat, can you still compete?"

He said that no one paid attention to him, after all, no matter how many words, the meat was eaten by others.

"Zi Ling, don't eat it!" Shen Juan saw that no one paid attention to him, and turned his head to see that even such a deserted person as the Purple Spirit Holy Maiden was eating with relish.

"Brother Mingqing, don't eat it, let's try it and eat it again." He shook it again and again, and was saying that a plate had been cleaned by Ming Qingxuan.

"Fan Hongxuan, your uncle, three people and a little suckling pig, you are not afraid to kill you!"

Ye Ling'er smiled helplessly, seeing that he was about to cry, she hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, everyone! ”

"On the third day of the conference, if you want to eat, I, Yu Chao, will definitely not refuse, but I also want to let the diners rest."

"It's better to go on stage and try two games first, watch a wonderful one, and it can taste more delicious, what do you think?"

Her words worked, and everyone put down their chopsticks in unison, but their eyes glanced at the plate in front of them.

"Ahem, who will give you the lottery first?"

As soon as Ye Ling'er's words fell, she saw a black-robed figure instantly enter the ring: "This color head, I, Zhao Zihe, are going to decide." ”

As soon as these words came out, many Tianjiao laughed one after another, and there was no Zhao Zihe in the stands, but still looked at Zhao Zihu who was sitting.

"Brother Zhao, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, your brother is the same as always, don't you go up and teach a lesson?"

Wang Teng and the others also laughed, these two brothers fought back then, and they are still fighting.

Zhao Zihe devoted his life to killing his eldest brother, Zhao Zihu, and Zhao Zihu devoted himself to teaching his younger brother, Zhao Zihe.

The two brothers are a pair of natural enemies.

Sure enough, without waiting for Zhao Zihu to change his face, Zhao Zihe raised the long knife and said with a smile: "Big brother, I will kill you if I say anything today." ”

When Gao Ling heard this, he pointed at him and chuckled: "Grown up, really grown up, I was called Zhao Zihu back then, and now I will be called big brother." ”

Wang Teng also agreed, and smiled at Zhao Zihu: "You still have to fight, and if you fight for another two years, he will definitely obey you." ”

These words made everyone laugh wildly, and the atmosphere of the scene reached a climax at this moment.

"He's itchy again, just give him a beating." Zhao Zihu got up with a smile, arched his hand towards the four directions, and with a slight step, he arrived in the ring.

"Good means, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and goodbye is also a great power." Lu Zizhen nodded lightly, Zhao Zihu's speed is indeed fast.

Although it is still not as good as some of the people present, compared to the beginning, the cultivation is not much more advanced.

"Zhao Zihe, the early stage of the transformation of the gods."

"Zhao Zihu, mid-stage of the transformation of the gods."

The two brothers gave their hands to each other, and the next second the two of them made a brazen shot, Zhao Zihe's long knife was inserted in the ring, and Zhao Zihu did not wear boxing gloves.

It was just a simple hand-to-hand fight, but every blow made the air burst, and some casual cultivators also put down their chopsticks and watched it fascinatingly.

As Zhao Zihe took the lead in taking a palm and retreated, there was a cheer in the field, and Zhao Zihu was not merciless, his palm momentum changed instantly, and he attacked again with a fist.

"Big brother, I've never been lazy all these years." Zhao Zihe smiled weirdly, pinched his fist with both hands.

In the next second, another fist appeared in his abdomen, smashing directly at Zhao Zihu.

Zhao Zihu's face changed, he didn't have time to dodge, he was directly hit by a punch and fell to the ground, he got up instantly, his face was serious.

"What kind of exercise is this?" There were scattered cultivators, and some Tianjiao didn't know why, they had never seen the attack method of the three fists.

The strange thing is that the three fists are all real, not blindfolded, and each of them comes with its own spiritual power, and it doesn't look like it is possessed by someone or something.

"It seems that he should have had some opportunities over the years." Qian Hongyun chuckled, "I haven't heard of this exercise. ”

Li Yunlong, Liu Mo and the others also shook their heads, they had never seen such a strange attack method.

"Does Emperor Ning know?" Gao Ling said and looked at Wang Muning, but Wang Muling nodded: "It's normal if you haven't seen it, this exercise was not created by the current monk." ”

"What does that mean?" Li Yunlong's big eyes flashed with stupid doubts.

Qian Hongyun's eyes flickered and said, "Emperor Ning means that this exercise belongs to the ancient era?" ”

"Exactly!" Wang Muning nodded, although her current cultivation has only only recovered to Yuanying, she can follow Ye Chen, dealing with so many bigwigs in one day, and her knowledge is naturally high.

"It seems that this kid has got a great opportunity." Liu Mo's tone was full of envy, he was also arrogant, they couldn't meet such a good thing.

"You all have a clan family behind you, you don't have to worry about resources, but you have also lost the heart to take risks."

"If you are not afraid of falling and getting hurt, you can also go out for a walk, and there will be opportunities."

Wang Muning smiled and poured a glass of water, fed it to the little girl who was choking, patted her on the back, and then said:

"You have the blessing of the resurrection list, but you can't fall, go out for a walk, and practice for thousands of years, it's better to get a fairy fate once."

All the Tianjiao nodded, Wang Muning was right, anyway, he couldn't fight to death, he couldn't be killed and resurrected to the Yu Dynasty.

With such good conditions, if you don't waste it, won't you waste the ability to come back from the dead.

"I dare to say, Zhao Zihe, this guy, must understand that the resurrection list will bless him, and he has such a great opportunity."

"Definitely."

Wang Teng was surprised: "It's still this guy who is raping." ”

He is considered to have good luck, but he just got a cow egg, a little magical power, which is like this guy, it is an ancient exercise casually.

"Who dares to say that my king is lucky in the future, and he and I are anxious." Wang Teng scolded with a smile, which made everyone laugh.

And the two brothers on the stage have already fought to a fever pitch, and they have all begun to put on weapons.

Zhao Zihu is still the same boxing glove, but compared to before, the power of the boxing gloves is thicker.

"Slash!" Zhao Zihe shouted, and the long knife slashed down, and the air burst instantly, crackling.

The blood mist above the sword qi is filled, and the spiritual power is flowing, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has put all his strength into it, and Zhao Zihu, as an opponent, naturally does not dare to be careless.

Although Zhao Zihe was in the first realm than him, he still had to be seriously injured when this knife came down.

The fist gloves were closed, and the long knife holder went down, and the two collided, and the imaginary deafening sound did not appear.

Zhao Zihu was stunned for a moment, and the next second he retreated quickly, and sure enough, at the moment when he retreated, the third hand appeared in Zhao Zihe's abdomen.

And he had a long knife in his hand, which would have been enough to disembowel him if he hadn't retreated.

"You're pretty sharp!"

"You have a lot of eyes." Zhao Zihu sneered, since it is not easy to fight in the front, then go around to the back to hit him and don't believe it, the other party still has a hand behind his back.

Thinking of it, Zhao Zihu bullied him again, this time he used all his strength to beat Zhao Zihe to keep retreating.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Zihu instantly dodged behind the opponent's back, and smashed his fist into his waist.

But in a second, a hand suddenly appeared, directly holding his fist glove against him, but the huge force also dragged Zhao Zihe back continuously.

Seeing that the opportunity came, Zhao Zihu pretended to strike again, luring the third hand to appear, and he made a false move.

gathered his strength in his fist gloves and punched him hard in the back, and this punch directly smashed Zhao Zihu to his stomach.

A mouthful of blood spurted out instantly, and he wanted to get up to resist, but as soon as he turned around, the fist gloves had already appeared in front of him.

"Eating vegetables or unconscious?" Zhao Zihu scolded.

Zhao Zihe's face is ugly, if he loses in one move, he loses all over the game, no matter how much he refuses, he can admit defeat.

Because he didn't want to be unconscious, he wanted to eat vegetables.

"I lost, you win!"

Seeing him admit defeat, the ceremonial officer shouted: "Zhao Zihu wins!" ”

"Okay, good ......" Everyone applauded, and Zhao Zihe shook his head, although he had exercises, but whether it was combat experience or reaction, he was inferior to Zhao Zihu.

He is not discouraged, anyway, it is not that he has never lost, Zhao Zihu can win countless times, but he can't lose once.

Just lose once, and see how you beat him.

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhao Zihe was happy to show off his dishes in the afternoon again, the sky and the earth are big, and the meal is the biggest.

"Do you want to go rest and recover or continue?" The ceremonial officer asked again.

Zhao Zihu shook his head and said, "Go on." ”

The ceremonial officer nodded: "All the monks of the Transformation Stage can come to the stage to challenge, and the winner can temporarily rest and recover, or they can continue to challenge." ”

"Each of the ten rings will be divided into the strongest in their own realm, and the ring during the Tribulation Period will be divided into the strongest within the three levels of the Tribulation Period."

"Anyone who wants to compete can come to the stage to compete."

Everyone, you look at me, I want me to look at you, and in the next second, a figure floated down on the ring during the Qi training period.

"Loose cultivation of Zhang He, practice the ninth layer of qi. Teach! ”

As soon as he stepped on stage, almost every ring was instantly filled with people, saying himself, his name and his origin, and Xiu Wei quietly waited for the challenger.