Around the place where Tang Yimu was sitting, some disciples moved their seats a few steps silently, and the school field, which was originally sitting neatly, was extremely discordantly vacant.

Tang Zihao laughed loudly: "Brother Mu's cultivation is restored, I see that the disciples of the Tang family are very afraid of their younger brother!"

Tang Yimu doesn't think that these people are afraid of him, what they are afraid of is provoking right and wrong, right?

Tang Yimu arched his hand and did not speak.

"Hey, Brother Zheng, why didn't Brother Liang come today?" a teenager stretched out his elbow and poked a teenager who was looking at Tang Yimu with unkind eyes.

The young man pushed his arm away, "You know a fart, Young Master Liang has already touched the threshold of the fifth order of the palace, I'm afraid he will be able to advance soon!"

The young man next to him stretched out his thumb, "It is worthy of being Brother Hao's younger brother, Brother Liang's cultivation progress is fierce." ”

Of course, these Tang Ziliang's little dogs didn't know that their eldest brother was lying on the hospital bed thinking about life at the moment.

"The conference is as usual, and some disciples who want to learn from each other will enthusiastically go to the small ring next to the big ring and perform a thing or two in front of His Highness! If the Fifth Highness can afford to follow the Fifth Highness at that time, it will be Feihuang Tengda!" Tang Kuan saw that there was some silence in the arena, and immediately incited.

Most of the disciples in the field turned their eyes to Tang Yimu's side for a while, after all, no one would believe such a mysterious thing, they hadn't heard of Tang Ziliang's tragic situation, and most of Tang Kuan's incitement was aimed at Tang Yimu!

Tang Qingyu covered his mouth and smiled: "Brother is so hateful?" For a while, some disciples next to him looked straight in their eyes.

Tang Yimu scratched his head, how can this be called holding a grudge, it is estimated that he feels that he is bluffing, these disciples who have suppressed him will definitely not believe in the matter of his cultivation recovery.

Tang Zihao's robe shook, a gust of wind blew, and he sat down with a smile on his face. He felt that Tang Yimu and himself were not in the same realm at all, and this kind of competition was for other disciples to come, and he was also happy.

"Tang Yimu!" A young man who had straight into the gun stood up and said in a deep voice: "I heard that your cultivation is recovering, can you not say anything about fighting with me?"

For a while, everyone was watching the show, "If the cultivation is restored, it is the ninth order of the Tongmai, I think Tang Yimu is acting like a bear in front of the head of the family, and when the time comes, he will die of laughter when he is slapped away by Tang Zhanfeng." ”

Looking at the confident young man not far away, Tang Yimu smiled slightly: "Okay!"

Now the young men and girls who felt that Tang Yimu was going to be cowardly just now were a little dumbfounded, Tang Zhanfeng was the middle level of more than a dozen people in the Tang family's Tongmai, and his fourth-order cultivation and tyrannical sword skills were also a young pride that could not be underestimated.

Tang Zhanfeng laughed, "Tang Yimu, whether you are in the body refining realm or the pulse realm, I quite look up to you as a person...... After all, you never shirk a war because you can't win. ”

Tang Yimu didn't talk nonsense, and when he heard Tang Qingyu say something cautious, he jumped into the small ring in front of him, and the stick behind him was not removed.

Tang Zhanfeng saw that Tang Yimu didn't care about himself, so he scolded and was embarrassed, and jumped into the ring with a kick.

"Is your source weapon that stick, take it out, I'll see how your source weapon is cultivated!" Tang Zhanfeng held a long knife in his hand, and this cold light emitted from it that made people chill their skin.

This is a low-grade fake spirit weapon forged by the four elders of the Tang family for Tang Zhanfeng with high-grade yellow iron and earth fire, and the blade carries a trace of fire, and many disciples in the clan have suffered losses on this knife.

Tang Yimu shook his head, he still wanted to test the strength of his physique, it was not a good thing to hit the snake stick. Fighting against Tang Ziliang last month, he already knew that his source was indeed deep, and when he came to the competition conference today, he actually had no comparison and cognition of the realm he had advanced to this month, he just wanted to simply measure his strength and know it in his heart, and he didn't want to use all his strength immediately.

Seeing Tang Yimu shaking his head, Tang Zhanfeng's face was a little ugly, what he was most confident in was the knife in his hand, in fact, in his heart, he didn't believe that Tang Yimu had recovered his cultivation, he was still being beaten by Tang Ziliang three months ago, and it was unbelievable how to say that his strength suddenly recovered, he Tang Zhanfeng didn't believe it. But he felt that Tang Yimu was too crazy! He put on this posture of dealing with him seriously, but he didn't expect that people didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

Tang Zhanfeng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, if he didn't use the source device or release the source ring, what kind of confidence would he be so frivolous?

"It's crazy enough, why didn't you see you so arrogant in the first two months?"

Tang Yimu stretched out his hand, and a burst of light gray source qi gathered on his fist, Wind Fist!, "Please advise." After that, he threw a punch directly, and the speed skyrocketed in an instant.

Tang Zhanfeng secretly said that it was not good, this speed was too fast, and he was a little caught off guard for a while, and hurriedly waved his knife to block in front of him.

"Deng!" There was a piercing sound of knives, Tang Zhanfeng was forced back by Tang Yimu's fist all the way back more than a dozen steps, and only after standing firm did he push Tang Yimu away with an ugly face, and the momentum around him skyrocketed and released five source rings!

"Deceptive Sword Technique!" Tang Zhanfeng's face was full of anger, he was originally famous for his quick battles and quick decisions in the Tang family, but he didn't expect Tang Yimu to be a little frightened as soon as he made a move, and then he directly used the martial arts without hiding the move.

"Do you want to fight quickly?" Tang Yimu smiled, what the Forging God Method pursued was speed and physical strength, and he was still relatively confident in his speed now.

"Use your source weapon, I just happened to see your stick technique!" Tang Zhanfeng came with a swing of his sword, seeing that this speed was indeed increased by martial arts, and the speed was basically the same as Tang Yimu's.

"The fist is enough!" Tang Yimu jumped up and directly hit the Wind Fist, this time he evolved all the Wind Fist, and for a while, the fist seemed to hit the knife body like fine iron, and Tang Zhanfeng was beaten back step by step.

"Zhan Feng is going to lose......" The fourth elder touched his beard, and there was a little appreciation for Tang Yimu in his eyes.

"The flesh is too strong, and some of it doesn't make sense, so you must ask carefully after the conference. The second elder snorted in a muffled voice.

The Sixth Elder didn't speak, staring at Tang Yimu thoughtfully.

At this time, the fifth prince, who was originally interested, became energetic, "Tang family master, how many months ago is this Tang Yimu really restored?"

Tang Kuan smiled awkwardly, "Go back to Your Highness, exactly! It should be where this kid found some opportunities......

The fifth prince smiled, "What is the chance......?"

"Bang!" A heavy punch slammed directly into Tang Zhanfeng's lower abdomen that Tang Zhanfeng didn't have time to defend, and then Tang Zhanfeng flew out like a kite with a broken line.

At this moment, the sound of the discussion in the field just now was completely gone, and no martial arts were used, and everyone could only guess in their hearts that Tang Yimu was really the ninth order of the Tongmai, after all, only by crossing multiple levels could there be such a crushing potential.

Tang Zihao, who was sitting in the big ring not far away, didn't believe that it was Tang Yimu who injured Tang Ziliang at first, but now he knew that it might really be him and not Tang Qingyu......

You must know that in order to save Tang Yimu in the clan before, the meridians have been broken up again, and even the six elders who are proficient in the body veins shook their heads and said that Tang Yimu's meridian fusion has never been seen, and the best result may be the third order of body refining in this life, if it is cultivated again, it is not impossible, why did he jump so high in the blink of an eye?

Tang Zihao couldn't help but feel a little curious about Tang Yimu, and at the same time a little afraid...... If it is still his cultivation speed, I am afraid that his realm will be caught up, and the gate of Zhongyuan Academy will not be so easy to enter at that time...... Thinking of this, Tang Zihao's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness, this son must be removed, otherwise the position of Tianjiao that he has worked so hard to build will not be able to keep.

After Tang Zhanfeng was knocked out of the ring with a punch, he knew that Tang Yimu had not used all his strength, and he still couldn't compete with him after all.

Wiping a handful of blood from his mouth, Tang Zhanfeng arched his hand, "My skills are not as good as others, I admit defeat." ”

At this time, some of the young people in the field had a burst of red and white on their faces, and as for Tang Ziliang's legs, they were all full of disdain, it must be that Tang Zhanfeng was too weak, if he changed to Young Master Liang, how could Tang Yimu be so arrogant.

Tang Yimu smiled and returned the salute.

He really underestimated the strength of his physique, and now he began to understand why the strange bird master did not give him a martial art of killing and killing, with his strong physique, he could make the opponent lose his combat power by staring at the flaws, which was also Tang Yimu's best way to fight in the realm of close quarters in the Tongmai realm.

The six elders in the stands, who were originally close to the Tang Yimu clan, laughed, "Luck against the sky, after all, this kid came back." "You must know that these six elders are one of the few elders who regretted when Tang Yimu's cultivation was exhausted, and they and the elders were all scolded and remorseful, and only the six elders were also Tang family elders who had made some efforts in many places.

At this time, the most unhappy thing in the field was Tang Kuan, the head of the Tang family, relying on the cultivation of the second elder of the Tang family at this time, Tang Kuan was also the only one, and Tang Yimu, who didn't know how to recover his strength, naturally became a thorn in the side of several people.

Tang Yimu didn't care about the ecology in the stands, he just wanted to measure his strength, in fact, he didn't want to fight against these Tongmai Realm disciples of the same level...... This realm is the realm of the combination of the source and the body technique, and the cultivation is more or less on the one hand, and it is more for the purpose of fixing the number of pulses in order to prepare for the opening of the palace in the future, so the most important and important thing in this realm is the physique and speed, and the source is only an auxiliary bonus.

After passing the realm of the Pulse Realm, the realm of the palace is the realm that Tang Yimu wants to challenge the most, and the strength of the physical body must be proved with great pressure, and Tang Yimu still understands this truth.

"Papapa......." Tang Zihao clapped his palms and stood up, "Brother Mu is worthy of staying in the body refining realm for many years, and this physique is already perfect for training......

Tang Zihao is not stupid, at least stronger than his second ancestor brother, he has already seen that Tang Yimu used a swift wind fist, and the rest of the things are his own basic speed and individual spirit, which proves that up to now, Tang Yimu must be a high-level palace, and the source ring is not obvious, but he can't guess his strength.

Tang Yimu turned his head to stare at Tang Zihao, "Thank you Brother Hao for your praise." ”

Tang Zihao smiled slightly, his face was full of harmless elegance and easy-goingness, "I wonder if my brother can ask for a lesson or two?"

At this time, the disciples in the field all clenched their fists, and they didn't know where this kind of psychology came from, they just wanted Tang Yimu to agree and then lose, although they were bound to lose, they really hoped that Tang Yimu could be suppressed for one or two, not for anything else, the return of the former Tianjiao made these teenagers who were used to mocking others a little panicked......