Tai Shikun was very young, the youngest of the ten defensive disciples of the Heavenly Thunder First Line, and walked to the center of the field with a smile on his face at this time.

The remaining eight attacking disciples looked solemn, according to the intelligence, this Tai Shi Kun junior disciple is said to have stepped into the Guiyuan Great Realm with one foot, and he is only twenty-four or five years old, he belongs to the genius level disciples, and he can fight beyond the level.

It is said that if it weren't for Tai Shikun deliberately suppressing the realm and wanting to accumulate thick and thin, maybe he would have broken through to the Guiyuan realm directly. At this time, he stood alone in the center of the field, bringing incomparable pressure to everyone.

"This is the kid with a sixth-order immortal root, right?" Ling Ren looked at Sect Master Ling Shan and said, "My spirit eyes can't see the inside of his spirit platform, it's a little strange!"

"I have covered his altar with a secret technique, and it is undetectable to outsiders. "Lingshan Road.

After hearing this, several ruling ancestors all nodded thoughtfully.

The sixth-order immortal root belongs to the high-order immortal root that is rare in a hundred years. Once this kind of monk grows up, he will inevitably be a master at the grandmaster level, and even have the ability to start a sect.

However, monks with such immortal roots are easily stifled by hostile forces during their growth, so their division commanders will use secret techniques or magic weapons to cover their spiritual platforms and prevent outsiders from observing them with their spiritual eyes.

In fact, in the cultivation world, if a monk with an immortal root of the third order or above wants to go out to practice, before leaving the sect, the master will use certain means to help the disciples cover up the spiritual platform and prevent their immortal roots from being observed by outsiders, which is a regular protection measure given by the sect to the disciples

"Senior brothers, senior sisters, the battle of building the body is about to end, and the younger brother has not fought a battle in the past three days, and my heart is really itching, and I don't know if I can give advice. Tai Shikun said.

The remaining eight attacking disciples did not speak.

"What, don't you want to teach?" Tai Shikun's face was a little disappointed, "Even if it's a battle!"

"Let me learn the master's moves!" One of the eight disciples walked out, it was a Pillar Building Dacheng disciple of the Ben Lei lineage, named Han De, whose strength could be ranked in the top three among all the offensive disciples.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your advice!" Tai Shikun's face showed excitement.

"Senior brother, be careful, look at my big thunder hand!" Han De didn't say much nonsense, as soon as he came up, he was a big thunder hand with unparalleled attack power, his hands were covered with golden thunder and lightning, like two thunder hammers, and he smashed into Tai Shikun with one punch, and the speed was extremely fast!

"Okay, senior brother, you can come!" Tai Shikun looked very excited.

With a "bang", Han De's punch hit Tai Shikun's chest firmly.

"What? Why didn't Senior Brother Kun dodge. The disciple watching the battle next to him looked surprised, even if Han De's fist was fast, Tai Shikun, who was also a great body builder, should not be able to avoid it.

"This, is there a mistake in the information? This Tai Shi Kun junior brother doesn't seem to be very powerful!"

"If we had taken him earlier, maybe our Four Veins Alliance would have won another game!"

Everyone talked about it, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Even Han De himself didn't believe that he could hit his opponent so easily, and at this time he tilted his head in confusion, wanting to see what was going on.

"Senior brother, are you done fighting?" Tai Shikun suddenly asked coldly.

Han De was startled and quickly retracted his outstretched fist.

"Y-you-aren't hurt?" Han De was surprised, he used at least eight points of strength in that palm just now, didn't the other party feel it at all!

"I'm fine, I'm still waiting to understand your Daben Thunder Hand, that trick just now shouldn't be counted, right?" Tai Shikun asked with a serious face.

"This kid, it's pretty good!" Ling Zhong Ancestor, who was sitting on the high platform, said with a smile at this time, he had always been strict with his disciples, and he rarely praised anyone.

"Although it has not completely broken through, it has some of the power of the Guiyuan Realm. Ling Yuan Ancestor also said.

"You see, Senior Brother Tai Shikun is not injured, he is still chatting with Senior Brother Han!"

"Has anyone seen what's going on? Is Senior Brother Han De releasing water?"

"Could it be that he used the Heavenly Thunder Body to withstand Senior Brother Han's palm? It's the same as the sword that Zheng Yuan used to resist Lin Yijian's sword at the beginning. ”

"It's not like ah, he doesn't have the characteristics of thunder and lightning all over his body, he seems to have blocked a blow with pure physical strength. ”

The disciples watching the battle were in an uproar again.

Han De took two steps back and asked again with concern, "Senior brother, are you really okay?"

"I'm fine, I don't believe you punch me twice. "Tai Shikun said seriously.

"This—I ——," Han De was a little incredulous.

"Senior Brother Han De, come back, we are not his opponents. One of the remaining attacking disciples suddenly spoke, "This junior disciple has truly stepped into the Guiyuan realm with one foot, and the eight of us together may not be able to shake him." ”

After hearing this, Han De hugged his fist towards Tai Shikun and said, "Thank you for your mercy." ”

"Hey, it's a pity that the time has come, otherwise I really want to have a discussion with all of you. Tai Shikun also hugged his fists, his expression was a little disappointed, and his true feelings were revealed.

The eight attacking disciples rolled their eyes for a while, thinking to themselves that you are so perverted, who will fight with you!

At this point, the Law Enforcement Elder walked over and announced the end of the game. A simple episode brought down the curtain for the battle of the building, and the three-day battle of the building attack and defense ended.

There are five defensive disciples left in the Tianlei First Vein, and because Ge Xiaojuan finally turned the tide, there are also five defensive disciples left, tied for first place with Tianlei. The remaining three veins each had four defensive disciples left, tied for second.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that on the last day, it was the subordinates of the Tianlei First Vein who showed mercy, because they still had nine attacking disciples, but they did not challenge the other four veins, and they obviously released water. This completely relieved the remaining dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts.

At the end of the competition, each dojo received a lot of rewards, although the first and second prizes were equally divided, but it was still very impressive.

Especially Xie Xin, Ge Xiaojuan, Zheng Yuan, Duan Ying and several other disciples who performed well in offensive and defensive battles were given the classics of magic that can only be cultivated in the Guiyuan Realm by the sect, and the grade is not low. This is like a treasure for several of their disciples who are about to break through to this realm.

The other disciples also obtained at least one "Earth Spirit Pill". This kind of elixir can be taken immediately, which is equivalent to the spiritual power absorbed by the disciples in the body building period for ten days of cultivation, and it can also be taken after a fierce fight with others, which is used to quickly replenish the spiritual power.

The disciples of all veins returned to their respective dojos with laughter and laughter, and this result was acceptable to everyone. Especially those disciples who had obtained the magic books, the gains of this body building battle had far exceeded their expectations.

Cheng Mu followed Song Liang at this time. For three days, they had been witnessing one thrilling match after another as spectator disciples.

As a disciple of the first generation, Song Liang is naturally well-informed, and has some understanding of the physical techniques of each vein, and has been acting as Chengmu's commentator, foaming at the stars for three days, and he can actually analyze the Tao at a critical time. Even Chengmu glanced at Song Liang, the senior brother who was holding a roasted thunder-swallowing bird in both hands and opened the bow left and right was actually a "martial arts theorist"!

At this time, Song Liang looked listless, with a round face.

"Senior brother, what's wrong, our thunder pulse is tied for first place with Tianlei, aren't you happy?" Cheng Mu asked as he looked at Song Liang's weak appearance.

"Hey, I'm worried!" Song Liang sighed.

"What are you worried about?" Cheng Mu was puzzled.

"Your seventh senior brother is worried about tomorrow's Guiyuan offensive and defensive battle, he is one of the ten defensive disciples of our thunderous lineage. A female monk next to her suddenly said that it was Ling Ji's sixth apprentice and Chengmu's sixth senior sister Qin Xue.

"Seventh Senior Brother, you are the oldest among the defensive disciples, but you have to win glory for our dojo!" Qin Xue chuckled.

"Hmph, you just want to see me laugh!" Song Liang looked angry.

"You can't say that, Seventh Senior Brother, even if it's not for the dojo, you have to do your best for yourself. You have so many followers in the sect, I have to see you tomorrow, if you lose, your glorious image will collapse!

Song Liang listened to Qin Xue's words, and his mood became even lower.

Before Chengmu, Ling Ji Ancestor had a total of eleven personal disciples, except for Song Liang, even the youngest eleven disciples had already cultivated to the late stage of the Guiyuan Dynasty and had the qualifications to accept apprentices by themselves. But Song Liang, who was a seventh disciple, only cultivated to the middle stage of Guiyuan, which seriously dragged Ling Ji's vein.

Nowadays, the aura of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and it is the golden world of the cultivation world, like Guo Feng and Guo Jia, the disciples of the first and second generations, the cultivation speed is far higher than that of Ling Ji and the older generation when they were young, only Song Liang is an outlier.

Ling Ji hated that iron could not become steel, and this time he resolutely sent Song Liang on the field as a defensive disciple, asking him to find an opportunity to break through in the fierce battle of the offensive and defensive battle of Guiyuan.

However, Ling Ji's move is likely to make Song Liang a laughing stock for everyone.

Usually, in order to maintain his tall image as a disciple of a generation, Song Liang has always told others that he is cultivating a divine skill, which is infinitely powerful, but the realm is slowly improved, and once he achieves something, he can break through the realm one after another.

Song Liang's rhetoric, I don't know how many juniors the second and third generations of disciples have fooled. In addition, Song Liang always didn't know where to get some meat food, similar to chicken feet, duck necks, pig tails, etc., so that the disciples who usually had clear soup and little water simply worshiped Song Liang as a god.

Seeing that his tall image was in danger of collapsing, how could Song Liang not worry!

Cheng Mu pursed his lips and didn't say anything, he didn't dare to make fun of Song Liang like Qin Xue, this senior brother had been pulling him to participate in the gluttonous feast, maybe this was eating people's mouths!