(Friendly reminder, the otherworldly continent is not an oriental fantasy)

"It's flat! It's flat!"

"Yu Wenhao, who is only eighteen years old, finally drew with Cheng Fengnian and became the first place in the Terran Race in the arena!"

"At a golden age, eighteen years old, the strongest of the Ascending Terrans!"

"Tonight belongs to Yu Wenhao!"

"A generation of genius Cheng Fengnian has finally come to an end! Four years ago, he challenged Murong Yunhai, the strongest of the human race, here, and four years later, he was drawn by a new generation of genius Yu Wenhao!"

"The alternation of the strongest of the human race is so cruel and dazzling!"

The celebrant shouted hard in the ring.

Next to him, Cheng Fengnian's left arm was pierced by a sword, and blood was dripping!

Opposite Cheng Fengnian, Yu Wenhao's forehead was pointed at a red tassel gun, motionless!

The two men looked at each other face to face without saying a word.

As Si Li carefully pushed away the red tasseled spear in front of Yu Wenhao's forehead, Yu Wenhao, who was motionless, pulled out a long sword that pierced into Cheng Fengnian's left arm.

Cheng Fengnian snorted, staggered back, and quickly sealed the meridians of his left hand with his right hand to stop the blood from flowing out, and then took out a hemostatic pill from the storage ring and swallowed it.

Seeing this, Si Li walked towards Cheng Fengnian and asked loudly: "Cheng Fengnian, although you are still the strongest in the human race now, you are already twenty years old and have reached the limit of the human race's cultivation. Do you have anything to say about being drawn by Yu Wenhao tonight?"

Cheng Fengnian glanced under the ring.

On the guest seats, countless spectators stood up and shouted loudly: "Yu Wenhao! Yu Wen Hao...... Yu Wenhao!"

With a long exhale, Cheng Fengnian shook his head and walked towards the bottom of the ring, without answering the celebrant question.

Si Li was slightly embarrassed for a while, and shouted loudly again: "Cheng Fengnian, the strongest man of the previous generation of the human race, was lonely and defeated, and a new era has opened again!

In the guest seats, the shouts became even harder.

"Terran Supreme!"

"Yu Wenhao!"

"The strongest human race, Yu Wenhao!"

The long sword in Yu Wenhao's hand pointed straight at the sky, and said loudly: "I, Yu Wenhao, am the strongest existence of the human race!"

Cheng Fengnian stood at the exit of the arena and glanced back at Yu Wenhao, who was in high spirits in the ring, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tian Yuan Continent, the limit of the human race, reached the Martial Sect before the age of twenty.

After the age of twenty, the physical functions are declining, the realm will not decline, but it will not be able to improve, and the strength will gradually decline.

This is probably the main reason why the human race can only live within the jurisdiction of the giant race and the demon race, right?

In four years, he enjoyed all the honors that the Terrans could enjoy.

And now, he has finally returned to the ordinary and wants to be a civilian again.

Looking at Yu Wenhao's figure, Cheng Fengnian shook his head with a smile and walked towards the outside of the arena.

How much like myself four years ago!

As soon as she walked out of the arena, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl wearing purple armor ran over.

The girl came to Cheng Fengnian and opened her mouth, wanting to comfort, but in the end she only squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Fengnian, let's go back to the Sky Palace." ”

"Wow, it's Long Qian of the Miracle Generation, so beautiful!"

"Thirteen years old, the fifth of the Terrans, I think in the future she will surpass the strongest of all the previous Terrans and become the youngest Terran Supreme!"

"That's! Look at the one next to her, who also ascended to the Supreme at the age of sixteen. It's a pity that the hero is in the twilight!"

"No way, he's already twenty years old, and it is impossible to make any progress in the future!"

The crowd on the side of the road crowded over, looking at Long Qian with joy and excitement on their faces.

While saluting and smiling at everyone, Long Qian hugged Cheng Fengnian's arm, dragged him out, and said softly: "Brother Fengnian, don't pay attention to these gossips. You're only twenty years old, and our human life span is one hundred years old, and there are still eighty years!"

Cheng Fengnian shook his head with a smile, and did not dwell on this matter any longer.

The two men came to the horse arena outside the arena and rode their respective mounts together and galloped towards the night.

After half an hour, I finally came to the outside of a mansion.

The mansion is big and magnificent, like a palace!

At the gate of the palace, there were two columns of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls standing at this moment.

On the lintel, the three golden characters of "Sky Palace" shine brightly under the lights.

Cheng Fengnian stood at the door, looking at the three big characters of "Sky Palace", and the glorious battle achievements of the past came to mind.

"Firmament Palace" is the word he personally mentioned when he killed the then Terran Supreme Murong Yunhai in the arena four years ago, and the barbarian king of the Giant Clan personally mentioned it.

Four years passed in the blink of an eye, thinking of the situation in the arena tonight, Cheng Feng sighed young.

"Don't look at it, Brother Feng Nian. You have a wound on your hand, come on in and I'll take care of it for you. Long Qian urged.

Cheng Fengnian came back to his senses, said "um", and was about to enter the mansion with his mount.

A tall middle-aged man walked over, greeted Long Qian with a smile, and said, "Our little princess is back!"

Long Qian nodded heavily and said to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Heng, Brother Fengnian is injured, and I will take the century-old ginseng in the pharmacy to make up for him!"

Wang Heng smiled and waved his hand and said, "There's no need for this." Cheng Fengnian needs to recuperate, but we don't need to worry about it, we have already sold him to the Blood Moon Pavilion. ”

"What!" Long Qian exclaimed in surprise and said angrily, "Uncle Heng, what did you just say?"

Wang Heng shrugged his shoulders apologetically towards Long Qian and said, "I said, Qianqian, this is the determination of the hall master in the past few days to sell Cheng Fengnian to the Blood Moon Pavilion. ”

"Why? Why did you sell Brother Feng Nian to the Blood Moon Pavilion? Although Brother Feng Nian was drawn, he was also the first person in our miracle generation!" Long Qian said sharply.

Wang Heng walked towards Cheng Fengnian, patted Cheng Fengnian on the shoulder and said, "Don't blame the hall master, let alone our Sky Palace." You should know that you are already twenty years old this year, you have reached the limit, and in the future your strength will only decline. We don't have idlers in the Firmament Temple, you know. The Blood Moon Pavilion promised to exchange you for a heaven-level spirit weapon, it was a heaven-level spirit weapon!, of course—"

Wang Heng handed two scrolls to Cheng Fengnian and said, "There are two scrolls here, one scroll is the agreement signed between our Firmament Hall and the Blood Moon Pavilion. ”

"The hall master said, considering the wealth and honor you have brought to the Firmament Hall in the past four years, you have the right to choose not to go to the Blood Moon Pavilion, and we have a big deal to give up a heaven-level spirit weapon. However, even if you don't go to the Blood Moon Pavilion, from now on, you will no longer be a member of the Firmament Palace. ”

"The second scroll is the termination agreement signed between you and my Firmament Palace. Of the two agreements, you have to choose one. ”

Long Qian gritted her teeth and gurgled as she rushed over, snatching the two scrolls and tearing them apart.

Cheng Fengnian grabbed Long Qian's arm, took the second scroll from her hand, bit his fingers, and quickly wrote the three big words "Cheng Fengnian" on the scroll.

Handing over the scroll to Wang Heng, Cheng Fengnian led the mount and walked back.

Wang Heng stopped Cheng Fengnian and said, "Cheng Fengnian, you no longer belong to the people of the Firmament Palace. You can't take any of these things with you, including mounts. ”

"You guys are too much, Uncle Heng!How much has Brother Feng Nian contributed to the Firmament Palace?You are so ruthless, my Long Qian is a big deal-" Long Qian's beautiful eyes were split.

Cheng Fengnian grabbed Long Qian, let go of the reins and said, "Don't talk nonsense, Qianqian! You are still young, you still need to exercise!"

As he spoke, Cheng Fengnian said goodbye to Wang Heng and Long Qian: "I hope that the Sky Hall can go farther and farther." ”