Tang Luo, who was holding a pen and paper, walked through the platform of the main peak of Bifang Mountain, recording the information of the champions one by one, and Xiao Zhengtai, who had grown into a young man, followed his brother step by step, looking at the ring with surging battle intent in his eyes.

... No. 1 ring, practicing Jin Xing Gong, good at boxing and legs, strong and small, born agile, metamorphosis peak cultivation, speed and strength...

... No. 3 ring, practicing fire exercises, good at swordsmanship... Spiritual unity cultivation, swiftness and keenness, top sense of smell in battle...

... Ring No. 11, practicing the Five Elements Exercises, being good at spiritual skills, five elements of spiritual blood, and cultivating the unity of spiritual will...

... Ring 18... Wind Spirit Bloodline... Spiritual unity...

... Ring 23... Shenmu bloodline... Spiritual unity...

... Ring 27... Dragon Spirit Bloodline... Spiritual unity...

Standing on the side of the twenty-eighth ring, Tang Luo looked intently at the battle on the stage, but he felt that someone pulled his sleeve and turned his head, it was his younger brother Tang Xing with an excited face.

"Brother, the disciple of Wusheng Mountain, so strong!"

"Itchy hands?"

"Hmm!" Tang Xing nodded, his eyes blazing, "I want to fight with them!"

"Do you win?"

"You can't win!" Tang Xing was very frank, maybe the Linghuo Tianjiao just now still had the intention of snatching the seal in his heart, but after really seeing the champion in the ring, he felt that what everyone said in the distance just now was simply self-deception.

There are no weak people in this ring? only the strong and the stronger!

It is rare to see that there is no one in ten thousand ground-level bloodlines, accounting for seventy percent of the hundred rings, and the remaining thirty percent are also martial artists with innate human-level bloodlines, either born with divine power or agility, and the six senses are even more standard.

And the reason why Tang Xing, who didn't have the slightest bloodline talent, was excited was because he felt that none of the martial artists in the ring could win steadily.

Before seeing the world, Tang Xing only wanted to win when he encountered the competition, and if he lost, he would be unhappy, and after seeing the world, he would never compete in order to win, but felt that he could absorb more nutrients from failure.

"Although I can't win, I think I will definitely become stronger if I go up and fight!" Tang Xing said seriously, and then looked at his brother with blazing eyes: "Is it okay?"

"Absolutely. Tang Luo rubbed Xiao Zhengtai's head vigorously, pointed to the No. 1 fight not far away, and said: "Although the No. 1 champion does not have a ground-level bloodline, but the one-body fist leg technique is extremely rare at this age, and it is suitable for you to do martial arts proof, don't hesitate to admit defeat immediately after being close, don't get hurt." ”

"Got it, brother!"

Looking at the little guy who seemed to run to No. 1, Tang Luo showed an aunt-like smile, in fact, from the beginning of bringing Tang Xing, he just had the intention of letting him see the world.

As for defeating the Tianjiao of all races and crushing the disciples of Wusheng Mountain, he really never thought about it.

After all, the little guy is not born extraordinary, and the second is not awakened bloodline, it is too fantasy to win against Tianjiao, who is at least ten years older than him and has grown up under the watering of the family's resources, not to mention these outer disciples of Martial Saint Mountain.

But what made Tang Luo happy was that he was not afraid of seeing an invincible strong enemy, but he was full of fighting spirit, just talking about the psychological quality, the little guy surpassed many strong people who were known as licking blood from the knife edge.

Well, it's time to see the world.

After all, everyone has their own playing time, and it is obvious that Tang Xing's playing time has not yet arrived, but after this battle, he will definitely usher in a rapid growth.

It's really out of breath, the happy brother recorded the steps of the ring, and showed a bright smile from time to time, and in an instant it was the thirty-sixth ring.

Yo, this man is so familiar!

Tang Luo couldn't help but take a few more looks, confirming that this was the Martial Saint Mountain childish who had fought with him in Xiling.

Looking left and right, this ring was obviously surrounded by more people than the other rings, in stark contrast to the other rings, where there were only two or three people on the side.

"Hey, brother. Tang Luo smiled and asked a young man beside him, "Why are there so many people in this ring, is there anything strange about this ringmaster?"

The young man who was questioned first looked Tang Luo up and down quietly, and saw that he was not the son of several wealthy families, so he replied lightly: "Because this is the youngest champion of this martial arts conference, many families will choose to start with him." Why, you're interested?"

The young man glanced at Tang Luo's young and handsome little face again, shook his head and said, "I advise you to forget it, this young champion is not simple." ”

As he spoke, a figure flew out of the ring and flew into the air for more than ten feet before falling to the ground.

"See. The young man pointed to the challenger who flew out, and then pointed to the young champion who was sitting in the ring and pranayama: "There is such a cultivation at such a young age, I think this champion must be the bloodline of the strong man of Wusheng Mountain, and there will be a place for this person to enter the inner gate this year!"

"Thank you, brother. ”

"It's fine. The young man waved his hand, then turned his head and walked to another ring, muttering in his mouth: "I want to take advantage of young people, now it's okay, go up and hurt a few, so that the young master doesn't touch this brow." ”

Childe walked away, Tang Luo looked at the old acquaintance on the stage angrily and funny, and secretly sighed in his heart.

I still remember that Bu Xiao's introduction at that time was an outer disciple of Wusheng Mountain, but now it seems that this is obviously a descendant of the Bu family, and it is even likely to be a figure like Bu Xiao's cousin, and according to the current spiritual power of this product, it is reversed.

It took seven years to cultivate from the initial realm of transformation to the level of spiritual unity, I am afraid that this product does not have to have a qualification of 1.4, even if Wusheng Mountain is a holy land in the world, if you want to say that it is so terrifying to pull a disciple out at will, Tang Luo does not believe it.

Shaking his head and about to leave, he heard a familiar footstep from far and near, and turned his head to look, isn't it Xiao Zhengtai.

"Defeated?"

"Hmm!" There was no frustration at the slightest of losing, Tang Xing said with excitement on his face: "Brother, do you know! It turns out that spiritual power can still be used like this, this guy uses the pores of his whole body to swallow spiritual power, and his feet can be displaced without moving, and the speed is like a ghost, I didn't even condense the spiritual fire mark before he was close to him, if I hadn't shouted in time to admit defeat, I would have been injured....."

The babbling little young man didn't pay attention to the volume at all, and this was the most popular ring in the entire Bifang Mountain, which attracted the frequent sideways glances of everyone who wanted to see who the guy who couldn't hold up a move and shouted out to admit defeat.

Even the young champion in the ring couldn't help but open his eyes, wanting to see which family sent such a stupid challenger.

So young!

The young champion saw Tang Xing dancing at a glance, and there was only one thought in his heart, if these words were said by a twenty-seven or eighty-year-old son of a family, then he would be a fool.

But when a teenager said it, there were only four big words in everyone's hearts.