The green mountains are stacked in the green valley, and the young man is heroic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fight 100,000 miles of swords, and let the world go.

On the square of the evil sect, there were twelve figures, all of them surrounded by energy, as sharp as a sheathed sword, some of them were green shirts and swords, some were full of beards, burly and strong, but their eyes revealed perseverance, and their straight bodies exuded unyielding momentum.

These twelve young people are the winners of the primary selection of Wenzong, qualified to participate in tomorrow's semi-finals, nine of these young people standing in the square have reached the level of the first grade, and the remaining three have also touched the threshold of the first grade, maybe an epiphany, maybe a few months or a year, but it only takes a little time to cross this threshold, for their qualifications, the gap in the innate realm is the problem they need to face, and the obstacles under the innate realm are not too difficult at all, after all, they are the successors carefully cultivated by the evil sect, give them enough time to grow, they will definitely become the mainstay of the sect。

The elders in the sect looked at these young people, whether they were in the hall or the martial arts, their eyes were full of joy and expectation, these young people were the hope of the sect, they represented the future of the sect, and they represented the past of the sect, they were also young, and they were like these young people in front of them, full of fighting spirit, their hearts were full of infinite longing, and they were willing to shed their blood for the development of the sect, and they were indomitable.

This is a memory, but also a inheritance, the inheritance of the elders, the inheritance of the sect, the inheritance of the will, the inheritance of breaking all obstacles and running towards freedom.

In the eyes of the world, the evil sect represents evil and is branded as insidious, but in the hearts of the disciples of the evil sect, they represent a new life, the power to break the world, break the tradition, live unrestrained, live wantonly, live for themselves, not be constrained by the rules and regulations formulated by those hypocrites in the world, live according to their own wishes, and live the life they want to live.

Generation after generation, one after another, they never stopped.

The blueprint of the dream slowly unfolded in the valley, and these young people continued to draw it.

"The Wentang primary election is over, congratulations on your qualification for tomorrow's semi-finals, go down and have a good rest. An elder walked into the door and announced loudly.

"Next is the primary election of the martial hall, and the disciples of the martial hall enter. The old man continued to announce the next arrangement.

There are a total of thirty-two disciples who participated in the martial arts competition, and compared with the people in the martial arts, the difference is very obvious, and there are obviously more burly strong men among the martial arts disciples than in the last Wentang battle, after all, the original intention and task of the martial arts is to protect the safety of the sect, and most of the time is spent on cultivation on weekdays, so there will be more people with developed limbs.

"Stupid bear, come on. ”

"Roe deer, come on. ”

"If you dare to call Lao Tzu a roe deer, Lao Tzu will crush your eggs. ”

"Rub, I'm afraid of you, come here, the master will beat you up now. ”

"Shut up, spectators outside the arena are not allowed to interfere with the disciples of the game, otherwise they will be punished according to the door rules. ”

The elder who was presiding over the competition couldn't stand it anymore and warned loudly.

If it weren't for the martial arts disciple next to him to stop the young man who was called a "roe deer" in time, he might have fought with the Wentang disciple outside the arena first.

"Hahaha, these kids practice martial arts and train their brains stupidly!"

"It's possible, why don't we give the sect master an opinion, and remove the cultivation of Iron Head Gong from the daily cultivation of the martial arts, otherwise the brain will not be good, and then it will be stupid to practice again, then how can it be rectified?"

"Disciple with the master, which old immortal was croaking in my ears just now?"

Before the martial arts competition began, the square began to shout, and a group of stupid birds with blue noses and swollen faces who were beaten laughed on the sidelines, which was also regarded as revenge for being provoked by the other party during the game.

The elders of the Wentang sat on the sidelines watching with a smile, and some of them spoke back against the martial arts elders who had just mocked them, it was the turn of feng shui, and this time it was the turn of the martial arts elders to look ugly.

"Wutang primary election, the competition begins. The elder who presided over the competition wiped the beads of sweat from his face and announced loudly, these people are too worrying, he is afraid that the announcement will be too late, maybe something will happen, none of these little cubs are fuel-efficient lamps.

"Ping Pong", "Boom", "Tom"

All kinds of sounds sounded in the square again, and the scene was much more intense than in the Wentang competition, and all kinds of moves were also made at a glance, and the rules were in order.

If there are people who don't know martial arts watching here, they will feel that the current scene is much more lively than just now, at least the fight between two bears is much more interesting than the fight between two weak scholars.

The blue-nosed and swollen figures in the square were kicked out of the field one after another, and the wails gradually increased, some from the losers, and some from the unlucky ones who became the meat pads of the losers.

"Boy, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you haven't grown any less, it won't be like before, it's still like a meat bun, right?" said a sturdy young man looking at Xin Kuo in front of him.

"You toad is still so badly beaten, and your head is itching again?"

"If it weren't for Lu Yuxuan covering you, you wouldn't be able to find the north long ago, and he doesn't even have news now, are you still arrogant?"

"It doesn't matter if Brother Xuan is here, I will help him sweep away all the garbage that stands in the way. ”

"Just you, our boss can kill you with a finger. ”

"Hmph, you go to death first, and then I'll send your 'madman' boss down to be your companion. ”

The fight in the field was fierce, but Xin Kuo and the two stood in the field to "reminisce", the young man in front of him was called Wei An, since he was a child, the two groups of people have been in constant contradiction, often make appointments, and now they meet, naturally they will inevitably have a mockery and contempt, after a pre-war declaration, the two of them rushed together and served a main dish to the audience, which is to beat each other's heads into "roast pig's heads".

"When did this kid Xin Kuo become so powerful?"

"I don't know, it's really big that I haven't seen changes in two years!"

"He used to be on par with Guard's strength, why does he seem to be bullying Guard's now?"

"Hehe, there's a good show in the martial arts hall now!"

Wei An usually speaks arrogantly and is not very popular, but his strength is really strong, and he can steadily rank in the top five among the younger generation of martial arts disciples, but now the situation in the square made the onlookers and elders stunned and shocked.

In the square, Guardan was like a powerless old man in front of Xin Kuo, his nose and face were swollen from being beaten by the other party, and he had no power to fight back, whether it was speed, strength or physical strength, he had a certain gap with the opponent, obviously he could parry the opponent's attack, but because of the difference in strength and speed, he was still hit by the opponent in the vital part, and Guard's body was kicked out of the field like a kite with a broken string.

"Whew"

Just as the fierce battle in the square was raging, a howl like a beast sounded in the valley, and a strong figure quickly rushed out of the drawbridge and rushed towards the square.

Xin Kuo stood in the square, his red eyes staring closely at the rapidly approaching figure, his mountain-like body trembling slightly, faintly revealing a sense of excitement.

"Crazy, you're finally back, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"