When he silently took out the wooden sword, the son of the head of the Li family suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, sure enough, it is a wild girl from the poor countryside, and the weapon is actually a wooden sword." Let Young Master Ben tell you one thing, what is the difference between the children of the family and the children of the commoners!"

Silent didn't respond, because the stars taught her not to talk nonsense when fighting.

She didn't speak, and in front of the crystal screens all over Zhongtian City, ordinary passers-by began to talk in a whisper, but no one dared to talk loudly. Because what the little boy said was the truth, the children of the family did not lack resources, and there were strong people to guide them.

What did they civilians have when they were kids? nothing. In order to cultivate, some of them went to run with stones or went to the sea to cultivate with the help of water pressure. These methods had little effect, and they were a bit dangerous, because there were many fierce and poisonous beasts in the mountains and wilderness, and many people drowned in the sea, and many civilian children were injured or even died in the course of cultivation.

In the ring, the son of the head of the Li family saw that he was silent and did not speak, laughing while drawing his weapon, and his figure moved very carefully. He was a wise boy who would not despise his opponent just because he was armed with a wooden sword. After drawing his weapon, the son of the head of the Li family moved and rushed up. He slashed out with a knife, but he didn't move, is this little girl stupid?

He didn't stop, he had a little more force in his hand, and the blade slashed at his opponent faster. Just when he thought he was going to win, his opponent quickly flashed to the side and appeared next to him, and the wooden sword in his hand slapped lightly on his right hand. His right hand hurts and he can't hold the hilt.

What, how can it be so fast? How can a mountain girl have the speed of an elite martial artist! No, he can't let the knife fall to the ground, and the knife falls to the ground, which means that he has failed. He kicked the back of the knife and reached out with his left hand, holding it in the palm of his hand. And quickly slash to the right. Who knows, as soon as his body turned, a small foot came to meet him, and there was a close contact with his face, and then he lost consciousness.

kicked and stunned the son of the head of the Li family, the annoying boy, and silently felt a lot happier in his heart. Landing lightly in the ring, she no longer looked at the unconscious little boy, this stinky boy was not her opponent at all.

Seeing this scene, there was a sudden silence on the viewing platform. Just before, they expressed their disdain for Momo, but they didn't expect that in just a moment, Momo proved himself with his strength. At this time, they felt that their faces were dull, and they even felt that the face of silence was not only kicked on the face of the son of the head of the Li family, but also on their face.

At this time, in Zhongtian City, there was a cheer. Civilian passers-by had a happy look on their faces. Many shouted silent names, so much so that some people who did not care about the trial gathered around to find out.

Medicine Master City, on the square, silently and happily returned to Xingchen's side, "Brother, I'm amazing!" said as he stretched out his little hand to take the spirit fruit.

Who knew that her little hand holding the spirit fruit was held by Xingchen, she looked at Xingchen, only to find that there was no trace of joy in Xingchen's eyes. Mo Mo was a little aggrieved, "What's wrong with my brother?

Xingchen put the spirit fruit back, and the reason why he did this was because just now, he found that his silent movements were a little slower than usual. He immediately realized the reason for the slowness, the silent spirit fruit ate too much, and there was a burden on the inside of his body, so his movements would naturally slow down.

Seeing the silently aggrieved look, Xingchen pinched her little face and said with a smile: "Silly girl, didn't you notice that your movements have slowed down? Look at this." Xingchen held Silence's right hand and raised it gently, letting Silence see for himself.

Silently looked down, only to find that the corner of his sleeve was missing. She immediately looked at the ring just now, and in the ring, a corner of her clothes fell quietly. She didn't know what was going on? In the battle just now, she was cut off the corner of her sleeve by the opponent's knife because of her slow movements.

Thinking of this, he silently whispered, "I'm sorry, I won't eat it silently." ”

Xingchen smiled, "It's okay. Come on, brother help you. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Silence's stomach, and one after another spiritual energy seeped into Silence's stomach, flying towards the spirit fruit, and slowly refining.

At this time, he silently felt a stream of heat radiating from his little belly. It flows with the meridians and blends into the limbs. When the heat flow in the small stomach disappears, the bloating sensation caused by eating too much spirit fruit disappears.

Feeling almost, Xingchen withdrew his hand, "It's okay, okay, don't eat anymore, eat again, my brother won't help you." ”

Although Xingchen said this, Mo Mo still glanced at the spirit fruit on the table from time to time, obviously she still wanted to eat it, so she said slowly, "But if you don't eat it, it's a waste." ”

Xingchen was helpless, and whispered: "Silently, if you really want it, just put them away." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mo began to move, and soon there were only a few empty plates left on the mahogany table that belonged to them.

Lan Lan on the side saw it and looked at the seven elders of the Li family with a pleading look. The Seventh Elder nodded helplessly, and after Lan Lan got permission, he swept away the spirit fruits on his table and put them all into the storage ring.

Silently and Lan Lan's behavior attracted the attention of many people, but they were not easy to say anything. Silent strength, they can see it. So they can only talk to the people around them and divert their attention.

Soon, as time passed, the game reached the ninth round, and he silently came to the present with a complete victory, and the opponent in this round, a boy from the samurai family, has never lost so far. The first place will be chosen among them.

The boy looked at the silence and said, "Martial Saint, Divine Saint." Dare to ask the young lady's name?"

Silently replied: "Haijia Village, Haimo." ”

The boy who claimed to be a martial saint pulled out a lancet, "Please advise." With that, he rushed up. Silently carrying a wooden sword to greet each other and fighting with it. As soon as she made contact, she found that the speed and power of the person in front of her were all above her. This surprised her very much, but the other party's body style was not as good as hers, so Mo Mo just fell into a disadvantage and did not lose.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, and they still didn't win or lose.

In another ring, the son of the head of the Li family was defeated again, this time he was not harmed, so he did not need to be healed and recovered, so he returned to his seat. That's when he has time to watch other people's games. At this look, he was stunned, that wild girl was so powerful! He had lost too quickly before, and he didn't know the strength of that wild girl. This time he had time to watch, and he realized the gap between himself and her.

While he was watching, the second elder of the Li family, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke: "Nephew, if your intelligence can be used in cultivation, you may be able to fight with that child." It's a pity that you are too much like a big brother, and your mind is used elsewhere. Alas!

The son of the head of the Li family suddenly fell silent, he was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart. Even though he was only eight years old, he still knew how to use his identity to achieve his own ends. It's like the last time I pretended to cry and let my father rob the Goldfin King. Maybe it's time for him to reflect on himself.

At this time, in the ring, Mo Mo didn't know that the guy he hated was undergoing some kind of transformation. Even if she knew, she wouldn't have thought so. She has an older brother and is not afraid of that nasty guy surpassing herself.

She's enjoying the fight right now. This real battle is tapping into her potential, the potential honed by Xingchen's swordfish training method. Under the attack of the Martial Saint, her body skills improved rapidly, and the amplitude of her dodging attacks became smaller and smaller.

Bang! As if breaking a certain boundary, silently and suddenly felt that his body had advanced to a special realm. In the face of the Martial Saint's attack, she only needed to move slightly, and the transformation energy was just enough to dodge the Martial Saint's attack.

This feeling must be what my brother said about the subtle realm of the body.

It's time to end the fighting, and the silent start of the counteroffensive at this time. The situation began to reverse, and almost instantly he reached a draw with the Martial Saint. But it was just a tie. Just when she dodged the attack with her subtle body technique, the speed of the Martial Saint increased by a few points. His strength has completely reached the strength of a master-level martial artist.

The opponent's speed is too fast, and she can only draw with her subtle body skills.

Just as the Martial Saint's speed increased, Xingchen suddenly felt a sense of familiarity from the Martial Saint, but he couldn't tell what it felt.

When the battle lasted for a hundred rounds, the Martial Saint suddenly shook his sword, jumped back, and said with a smile: "Miss Momo, your body is very powerful, and you actually relied on the speed and strength of an elite martial artist to fight against me. The person who taught you must be amazing. Unfortunately, I had to take the first place. I'm sorry!" After speaking, spiritual power appeared on the martial saint's body, and the spiritual power was revealed, which can only be done by an acquired bloodline martial artist. This Martial Saint actually had the strength of an acquired bloodline martial artist, and for a while, most people stared at the Martial Saint in surprise. At the age of eight, he has the strength of an acquired bloodline martial artist, what does it mean?

You must know that all children who participate in the trial are not allowed to engrave the pulse in advance. The samurai will definitely not make such a low-level mistake. Then there is only one possibility, the bloodline concentration of the Martial Saint's body is extremely high, and the bloodline awakens on its own, which also explains the strength of his acquired bloodline martial artist. The blood concentration is high, and the cultivation is very fast.

In the ring, as soon as the figure of the martial saint moved, he appeared in front of him silently and stretched out his left hand.

Mo Mo wanted to dodge, but the other party was too fast, she couldn't dodge at all, and could only watch the Martial Saint's hand reach out to her head.

When she dodged, she realized that she was not injured. And Wu Sheng was standing not far in front of her with a smile, holding a butterfly hairpin in his hand.

The other party can easily follow her hairpin, and naturally can easily defeat her, so silently has to admit defeat, "I admit defeat and return the hairpin to me." ”

The warrior walked over, "It's okay to give it back to the young lady, but I must put it on for you myself." ”

"You ......" was silently anxious, but when he thought that it was sent by his brother, he had to admit it, "You have to wear it, hurry up." ”

Wu Sheng smiled slightly, and put on the butterfly hairpin again for Mo Mo, his movements were very light and his hands were also very skillful.

When he silently got the butterfly hairpin, he immediately jumped out of the ring and went to his seat.

Come to your seat. Only then did she realize that her brother was staring at the martial saint, could it be that her brother was jealous. But it's not like it, so she asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xingchen came back to his senses, "It's nothing. Just curious, that kid is special. It's just that he still stares at the Martial Saint from time to time. In the Bloodline Continent, the bloodline is divided into five grades. But no matter what grade, there are few with a high concentration of blood. People with a high concentration of bloodlines, no matter what grade they are, are able to stimulate their bloodlines on their own at a very young age. But there is also a downside, such people hardly live to be six years old. The concentration of blood is high, but the strength of the soul is low, and over time, the body will become weaker and weaker, and it will die soon.

It is a good thing if such people are in the big family. Because the big family has a way to let them cultivate normally. But if it is a civilian home, their future is only death.

This Martial Saint is a lucky person, with a high concentration of bloodline, and he is in a big family, which is why he has today's strength.