"The clan test begins!"

With Feng Changning's order, the "White Tower" in the air turned into white light and dispersed, and one of the white lights fell on the Jiawu Ring. It's a normal one?? Horse and a middle-aged man with black hair and a shawl, thin eyes, and a hooked nose,?? The horse fell steadily, and the middle-aged man turned over and got off the horse directly, without any greetings or verbosity, and said directly: "The children of the contestants are full of wind and dust!"

Before the words fell, a loud horse neighing came from the air. The horse appeared on top of the Jiawu Ring, and the face of the figure on the horseback gradually became clear. This is a handsome young man, with a slender figure, even if he sits on a tall horse, he does not have the slightest sense of disobedience, his complexion is white, willow eyebrows, slender eyes, his eyes are bright, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his long hair is like a waterfall, and he is a wrongly born boy.

The person who came was Feng Qihao, who had been studying art in Caifeng Fuzhou Lanxian Academy for many years, and he was also riding?? The horse stepped into the air, and the panache was very large, and as soon as the scene appeared, the earth-shaking cheers and shouts broke out, and the backbone of this voice was still a sharp and tactful female voice.

A woman in a fancy dress pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly: "It's Feng Qihao, it's Feng Qihao!"

Another woman in the same fancy dress also shouted: "Feng Qi Hao is coming! Qi Hao is mighty......

Obviously, this Feng Qihao is very feminine. His feminine popularity has a lot to do with his beautiful appearance and outstanding cultivation, but there is another reason that cannot be ignored, that is, the female disciples of the Blue Immortal Academy are the most among the five immortal courtyards, while the male disciples are the least. These women in fancy clothes are all Feng Qihao's sisters in the Blue Fairy Courtyard, and they came from the Blue Fairy Courtyard to watch his game and be majestic for him.

Feng Wuchen listened to the piercing cheers around him, and saw the detached figure gently floating down from the sky, and couldn't help but feel ashamed and inferior.

"Pervert, hurry up!" Hou Tao said with a disgusted expression.

"Come on, be careful not to be beaten down!" Duguyang pouted.

With Hou Tao and Duguyang's "enthusiastic encouragement", Feng Wuchen glanced at the two of them with "kindness and revenge", and scolded in a low voice: "You two can't expect me to be good!" After speaking, the tension in his chest was a little less.

"Brother Wuchen, don't listen to their nonsense!" Lin'er came out to fight unevenly, "Brother Wuchen will definitely be able to win and get off to a good start!"

Feng Wuchen glanced at Han Lin'er gratefully, didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly jumped up. However, when he leaned out halfway out, his legs were squeezed by the crowd around him, and I don't know if it was because the crowd suddenly became crowded, or because Han Lin'er appeared and coveted everyone, deliberately retaliated, embarrassed him, and clamped his legs tightly.

Feng Wuchen struggled several times before he could barely pull out his legs, almost breaking off his boots. However, although his foot was withdrawn, the force was a little too strong, and when he got up, he deliberately wanted to show off his body in front of Han Lin'er and everyone, and wanted to compete with Qi Hao, the movement on his feet was too cumbersome, and the right foot he had just drawn out was volleyed a little bit as planned, but he used too much force to catch it, and kicked directly on his left leg. As a result, the whole person smashed uncontrollably into the ring, hurriedly changed his moves, and wanted to save face, not wanting everyone to see that he was in a hurry and acting late

After a few points of lag, the strength was not enough, although the head and feet fell to the ring, but they couldn't catch their feet, and they still stumbled and fell into the ring.

The ideal is beautiful, the reality is cruel, and the shouts of the audience turned into monstrous laughter in an instant.

Someone laughed and said, "This kid shouldn't be Qi Hao's opponent, right?"

Someone gloated: "I heard that his grandfather also placed a million spirit stones for him?"

Someone joked: "Bet on him to lose?"

The man who spoke earlier laughed and said, "Bet on him to win!"

Someone said with a look of disdain: "A group of country wild men who don't know the height of the sky!"

Hou Tao and Dugu Yang hurriedly stopped looking over, pretending not to know the guy lying on the stage at all, and the guy lying on the stage had a red and purple face, and he wanted to pull a large pile of dirt from around and bury himself in it, but unfortunately this ring was made of stone, and it was clean and clean, and there was no trace of dust.

"Haha...... Are you begging for mercy now?"

A very feminine voice came out in front of Feng Wuchen's body, extremely contemptuous. Just listening to the voice, one would think that its owner was an arrogant young woman.

Feng Wuchen hurriedly jumped up with a carp, there was indeed only one middle-aged deacon and Feng Qihao in front of him, he was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "This Feng Qihao is a sissy?"

The middle-aged deacon looked Feng Wuchen up and down, and couldn't help but smile, Feng Wuchen even had the heart to kill himself.

Feng Qihao sneered, and continued to say in a female voice: "A person like you still runs out to be reckless, and you dare to make a heavy bet, it's really overwhelming!"

Feng Wuchen was so angry that he just wanted to talk back. The middle-aged man over there forced a laugh and took the lead in speaking: "The game begins!" At the same time, a dull horn sounded in the corner of the ring.

"Boy, let's make a move!" Feng Qihao waved his hand contemptuously at Feng Wuchen.

Under the ring, it was like a frying pan.

A woman with a big face and small eyes howled: "Qi Hao, don't use all your strength, don't beat this kid down all at once!"

There was a woman who was born five big and three thick, but her voice was very sharp: "Qi Hao, save some hands! Don't let me lose my fun all of a sudden!"

Feng Wuchen's eyebrows were furrowed, a wave of anger surged in his chest, he took out a pair of jade rulers with one palm, held them tightly in his hands, and said angrily: "Sissy, use all your skills!"

"Looking for death!" Feng Qihao didn't expect this hillbilly to dare to make a big fuss in front of him, shook his right arm vigorously, and pulled out a long white whip, slender and slender, cold, and the ring seemed to have entered a harsh winter. At a glance, you can see that this long whip will be extraordinary.

Feng Qihao took two steps forward, suddenly shook his long whip, and whipped towards Feng Wuchen's splitting face. Feng Wuchen was anxious to prove himself, took a step forward, and wanted to fight with the sissy on the tip of the needle, eliminating all the ridicule and ridicule in one fell swoop, but when he thought of the million spirit stones, the impulse and anxiety in his heart were immediately extinguished. He really can't afford to lose this million spirit stones!

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Wuchen let out a sigh of relief, settled down, and decided to work steadily and steadily, first exploring the truth and then making plans. Hurriedly stepped away, tiptoe a little off the fire and avoided the danger

The long whip flew like a flash to the water barrier.

There was an immediate sigh under the ring.

A woman said disdainfully: "I still think he has some powerful means to perform, but I didn't expect to escape with his tail between his legs in the end!"

A woman stared at the ring tightly and said, "Then you have to escape! Feng Qihao's Ice Scale Sutra is not so easy to guard against!"

In the ring.

Feng Wuchen had not yet gained a firm foothold, suddenly frowned, hurriedly ran his body again, his body swung around, he used the iron plate bridge, and lay on his back, his back almost touched the ground, and he slid backwards.

"Woo Woo ......"

The wind slid out of the dust, and a dense light galloped past his eyes, the nearest being no more than an inch away from him. Feng Wuchen took a closer look and recognized that these bright lights were the full moon ice blades that were suddenly condensed by the water vapor in the air, as thin as cicada wings, crystal clear, and the blades were wrapped in blue spiritual light, which was very beautiful, really like shining fish scales.

Although Feng Wuchen narrowly avoided a cluster of ice blades, the strong wind stirred up by the ice blades, cold and piercing, and the spiritual power that rolled up, and the surging force was heavy, which made his whole body hurt, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to protect himself, which was slightly better.

Under the ring.

Hou Tao smacked his tongue and exclaimed: "His grandmother, I can't see that this sissy is so powerful!"

"What's amazing, it didn't meet me to slay the demon with a sword!" Dugu Yang said indifferently.

Hou Tao knew that Dugu Yang was deliberately playing tricks in front of Han Lin'er, how could he let the latter get his wish, and laughed: "What happened when I met you? If I met you, it is estimated that you are no longer a demon slayer!"

Dugu Yang knew that he must not have any good words in his mouth, and he was also weak-hearted, so he didn't answer his words.

Han Lin'er asked curiously, "If it's not a sword to slay demons, what will it be?"

Hou Tao was holding back a panic, and when Han Lin'er asked, he suddenly felt happy, and couldn't help but say proudly: "What else will it be! Isn't it a hornet's nest?"

Dugu Yang glanced at Han Lin'er first, and when he saw that the latter was holding back his laughter, he burst into tears, so he became angry and shouted: "You dead monkey is talking nonsense and slandering the master!"

Hou Tao didn't back down, the two of them got started after a while, like a child fighting, you scratch my ears, I pull your hair. No matter how Han Lin'er persuaded her, it was useless.

In the ring.

Feng Qihao was slightly shocked when he saw that Feng Wuchen had dodged his unexpected move, but he didn't take it too seriously, after all, he didn't go all out just now. With a flick of the wrist of his right hand, the long white whip in his hand suddenly rolled in the air, like white waves. Said coldly: "Boy, if you only have these abilities, then I can't help but beat you all over the ground to find your teeth!" When he said this, his left hand quickly formed a few handprints, and dense blue runes suddenly erupted from the white waves, like dense raindrops.

After some fighting, Feng Wuchen already had a little understanding of Feng Qihao's Ice Scale Sutra, and his heart was slightly wider, and he was not very afraid, and he intended to fight hard with this sissy. While releasing his divine sense, carefully observing the fluctuations of spiritual power around him, in case the sissy casts the Ice Scale Sutra again and kills himself by surprise, he raised his two feet and prepared to take the sissy's trick hard, and let him and those below know how powerful he is.

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