Those who are as proud as the Martial Saint Mountain will not prepare any alternatives at all, once every three years, the top 100 students of the outer gate are the champions, these people either practice different exercises, or win or lose various bloodlines, but the only thing in common is that they are extremely strong.

As a martial artist in the mortal realm, it is difficult for you to find a martial artist who is stronger than these people in front of you, at best, it is only a line stronger than them.

And this line may be enough to defeat, but it is difficult to die, let alone the one who is the twenty-eighth.

The irrepressible laughter spread on the platform of Bi Fangshan, and the idle champions hugged their chests and looked at this side with a playful face, looking forward to the next play.

Even the twenty-eighth master Buchen, who closed his eyes and breathed, raised a contemptuous arc at the corner of his mouth.

Arrogant and rash, even the oldest holy place in the world has not gotten rid of these impetuous roots, Tang Luo was expressionless, and was just about to jump into the ring, but his sleeves were pulled. When I turned around, it was a female medical officer with a worried face.

"Young people and so on. The female medical officer let go of Tang Luo's sleeve, pointed to Tang Xing, who was unconscious on the hotbed on the side, and persuaded: "He will wake up soon after using the intermittent miracle medicine, and this situation needs to be accompanied by his family the most, don't you wait for him to wake up?"

Full of kindness is conveyed in such a euphemistic way, the words of the doctor's parents' heart may really have some truth, even if she was invited to Bifang Mountain by Wusheng Mountain, but the doctor's benevolence still made her unbearable to see more people injured.

"Come back soon, without delay. Tang Luo smiled and accepted the love of the female medical officer, but revenge was urgent, he hoped that when his brother opened his eyes, he could see this kid lying beside him in the ring.

Turning around to leave, she was pulled again, the female medical officer frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Why are you so stubborn, do you know who is in this ring?"

If Tang Luo was a mortal martial artist who was nearly thirty years old today, maybe the female medical officer would not have said so much, but she understood how difficult it was for a clan to rise to a few Tianjiao, not to mention that Tang Luo was about the same age as his eldest son, so she couldn't help but say a few more words.

She was right. The fierce realm arbitration, who was originally standing on the sidelines and watching coldly, couldn't help but say after the female medical officer spoke out again and again: "Boy, you can represent the family at this age, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a peerless heavenly pride, I believe that you must have swept all the young talents in the family to win the place, and you feel invincible in the same realm, but this is different." ”

"This is the oldest holy place in the world, the source of martial arts in the world, this is by no means comparable to the sons of the family you have come into contact with in the past. ”

"Maybe in an ordinary family, as long as you awaken the natural bloodline, you can be called Tianjiao, but in the outer gate of Bifang Mountain, such Tianjiao doesn't know how many times it will be lost every year, and every martial artist who can fight in the ring is a martial artist who has stood at the peak of transformation, even if the Holy Land Divine Son comes, it is impossible to win easily. ”

"If you are the pride of the world, then these people in front of you are destined to go straight to the sky, after this time, you will never see each other again, and why bother to put your future into it because of a moment of resentment. ”

As if to expound an ordinary truth, the Fierce Realm Arbitration said this extremely sincerely, and did not shy away from the other challengers on the side of the Ring 28.

Most of the young people are not afraid of the sky or the earth, and if someone dared to belittle themselves like this before, they would have repaid the old fist a long time ago, but after seeing Bi Fangshan, everyone lost the mind of fighting.

The words of the arbitrator were like a divine sword, spending a ditch in front of them, isolating them from these champions, and the distance that seemed to be visible from afar was actually separated by heaven, earth, mountains and seas.

They were cruising in the ring, not to challenge on the stage at all, because every time they observed the ring, they had a little more mountain admiration for Wusheng Mountain, maybe it was really like what the arbitration said, maybe they and the disciples of Wusheng Mountain were not a species of the same world.

The silence became a footnote, and if the challengers just wanted to see Tang Luo's jokes just now, their eyes were a little more sad now.

Don't go up, you'll be killed! Every challenger has this message in his eyes.

"Oh, you're a lot of things. After a short period of pranayama, the No. 28 champion was fully recovered, and at this time he stood in the center of the ring with his hands on his chest, and said with his chin high: "Didn't you just ask if you could beat the crippled champion?" Let me tell you, as long as you have this ability, in this ring, just use it." Stretching out a contemptuous index finger and swinging it towards the audience: "But you must not dare, are you scared when you hear my identity?" You can probably say that you don't dare to make a move because you are afraid of my Buchen's origin, so take your crippled brother and go. ”

Tang Luo, who appeared in the ring like a teleporter, replied to Buchen's words with his actions, which also made the young champion laugh wildly.

"Hahahaha, I know, hahahaha!" Buchen covered his stomach and trembled, and he couldn't stop laughing: "People like you are the most unprovoked, I'll just say a few words, and you will really go on stage, ahhahahaha!"

"Are you done laughing?" Tang Luo also had a little smile in his eyes, raised his right fist and clenched it, the sonic boom and wind and thunder agitated, covering all Buchen's voices, it was actually a fist, and the cracking wind actually blew the challenger next to the ring back a few steps.

Bu Chen, who was still laughing wildly just now, was even more like a male duck pinching his throat, looking at Tang Luo who was clenched into fists with a solemn face, and put on a defensive posture.

"Use all the secret techniques you can use, try to see if you can survive, maybe you can shout out and admit defeat immediately?" Tang Luo tilted his head and said, teasing: "Let me think about it, the descendant of the oldest holy land of the human race, when he encountered an opponent of a similar age, he didn't even dare to make a move, so he shouted out to surrender, and in the future, I will call you to see the Peng Bird of Surrender, what do you think?"

"Arrogance!" Bu Chen, whose face was covered with iron, coldly spit out two words from between his teeth, although the person in front of him was only clenching his fists, but this kind of crushing and dry gang, agitating the power of wind and thunder, even some top-level fierce realms are difficult to achieve.

I don't know why the person in front of him who was judged by his cousin to be a leaky body has such a terrifying physical art cultivation, but he also understands that in the face of such a physical art master, he must pay 120,000 points of attention, because a negligence, really, will die!