'Bang'
As the deacon finished speaking, a burly figure landed on the No. 10 platform, setting off waves of air and making his appearance on the stage extremely exciting.
The air wave dissipated, revealing him with one knee on the ground, slowly getting up, with a cold young face.
"I am Yang Zhong, and the opponent comes to the stage to die."
The crowd felt Yang Zhong's aura and were slightly shocked when they heard his domineering words.
"Third level cultivation in the Secret Realm, such a strong aura!"
"I recognize this person. He is a casual cultivator. He has awakened an earth-type martial spirit and has powerful fighting power!"
"He is only seventeen years old, and he has cultivated to such a level as a casual cultivator. It can be seen that his martial arts is extraordinary. Anyone who fights against him will probably be in trouble!"
Amid the discussion of the crowd, a young man in black slowly walked onto the fighting stage.
"Black wind." Opposing Yang Zhong on the battlefield, Wang Xuan said with a calm and calm smile.
The crowd watched, observing.
"Is he Hei Feng? I can't tell the depth of his cultivation yet."
"I have to say that he was unlucky enough to meet Yang Zhong, a ferocious beast in human form."
"I am calm and relaxed, and I am in a good mood."
The crowd was commenting, and the Yinfeng elders were also observing the fighting in each battle station, hoping to find young people with good fighting ability.
Qin Ao looked at the battle platform and frowned slightly. For some reason, this guy named Heifeng gave him a very annoying feeling.
Yang Zhong curled his lips lightly: "I never remember the names of weak people. Just admit defeat and get off the stage. You are no match for me."
"Really?" Wang Xuan said calmly.
The deacon in charge of the fighting said: "The fighting begins."
Yang Chong's face was grim, and a burly figure rushed out, like a black bear, exuding earth elemental power, and a three-fold gravity field descended on the battlefield.
"Since you don't know what is good for you, then go die. Mountain Collapse Style!"
Yang Zhong shouted, punched out, his fist glowed with a faint yellow light, and struck towards Wang Xuan.
With a ferocious smile on his face, he planned to use this punch to stun the entire audience.
Wang Xuan made a fist with his right hand and struck out.
Both of them are at the third level of the secret treasure, and Yang Zhong is indeed somewhat proud of his strength among his generation, and is a body refiner.
But what he is not afraid of the most is physical training!
"This guy actually wants to fight with Yang Zhong's physical strength. He is simply seeking death." Qin Ao laughed.
Many people also shook their heads secretly. The two men's body shapes were not the same, and it was impossible to tell that the black wind young man was a body refiner.
'boom! '
The two fists clashed together, and the grinning Yang Zhong suddenly changed color, feeling the surging power.
How is it possible that this thin young man is also a body refiner?
Wang Xuan: "Get out!"
Ninety-nine physical combat power surged out and poured into the fist peak.
There was a "click" sound of his arm breaking. Yang Zhong spurted blood and flew backwards. He fell directly out of the fighting platform and hit the square below, passing out.
Wang Xuan retracted his fist and smiled calmly: "I forgot to tell you that my physical training is pretty good."
There was a slight silence under the No. 10 battle platform, and the crowd looked at each other in confusion.
Not only did Yang Zhong punch Yang Zhong in front of him, but he also knocked Yang Zhong away?
"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. Where does this guy come from?"
"The force of his punch just now must not have weighed 30,000 kilograms."
"If he doesn't meet a very strong opponent next, he really has hope of entering the outer gate."
Some worshipers showed solemn expressions on their faces and put away their previous contempt.
Qin Ao's face turned black and he felt as if he had eaten shit. For some reason, this young man's victory made him feel even more disgusted.
"Yeah." Lin Miaoyi covered her mouth with her white and tender hands.
"Brother Zhou Yu, look, this man is so powerful. He actually knocked out a man who was much stronger than him with one punch!"
Lin Miaoyi's clear eyes and fairy-like face were full of surprise.
Zhou Yu was still in the joy of passing the test. His talent in the previous test was at the fifth level of the spiritual level and he qualified as an outer disciple.
After hearing the girl's words, Zhou Yu curled his lips and said, "It's okay. I'm confident that I can defeat him in ten moves. Unfortunately, I've passed the talent test and don't need to fight."
"Well, Brother Yu is the most powerful." Lin Miaoyi nodded her head obediently.
"Heifeng wins this battle." On stage 10, the young deacon glanced at Wang Xuan and announced.
Wang Xuan walked off the stage. He looked indifferent to all the exclamations and comments, and was not complacent or proud.
When he was in the Xuanyuan Realm, he fought at the third level of the Secret Realm, and he did not practice martial arts to be praised and recognized by others.
"Huh?"
Wang Xuan's expression changed after he got off the fighting platform. The crowd around him did not see Mu Qingyue.
Wang Xuan's heart tightened. Could it be that something happened to Mu Qingyue during his martial arts competition?
However, who dares to cause trouble in this square?
"Brother Heifeng, congratulations on winning the battle." At this time, a young man with a fair face wearing a Confucian robe walked up to Wang Xuan, cupped his fists and smiled in congratulations.
Wang Xuan stared at the other person: "Who are you?"
"Brother Heifeng, don't get me wrong, my name is Guan Qing, and this jade slip was given to you by an uncle." Guan Qing hurriedly explained and took out a white jade slip.
Wang Xuan was confused. The uncle the other party mentioned was obviously Mu Qingyue.
He took the jade slip and put it between his eyebrows to read.
"Wang Xuan, an old lady noticed my physique, and I went with her to practice martial arts in the Holy Land of Heavenly Immortals. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. If you meet a good girl in the future..."
Wang Xuan frowned after reading the jade slip.
After he was going to become a disciple of Yinfeng Valley, he took Mu Qingyue to the surrounding martial arts countries to find a female sect suitable for her to practice martial arts.
Although Mu Qingyue never said anything, how could he not know that Mu Qingyue didn't want to be a drag on her heart.
Silly girl.
"You have taken care of me for more than two years, and I have only protected you for a few days, so you are not a burden." Wang Xuan put away the jade slip with complicated eyes.
Guan Qing: "After the uncle handed the jade slip to me, he was taken away by an old woman."
Guan Qing took out a crystal clear Yuan Stone: "This was given to me by the senior, saying it was a reward for the message, and the senior's cultivation was unfathomable, and he disappeared silently with his uncle, without disturbing anyone. .”
Guan Qing smiled and said: "Although Guan is poor, he just sends a message and there is no charge."
Wang Xuan looked at the Yuan Stone handed to him by Guan Qing. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and laughed, "I don't know that old woman either. Brother Guan, please keep it."
It was clearly a high-grade Yuan Stone, worth ten thousand low-grade Yuan Stones.
Guan Qing can show his character.
And if the old woman can produce high-grade Yuan Stone, her background is not small. The strong men of Xuanwu Kingdom also use the middle-grade Yuan Stone.
Wang Xuan didn't know where the Heavenly Holy Land was, and he had never even heard of it.
"Those who can see an unsullied body without formation detection and with the naked eye must at least be in the Venerable state."
Wang Xuan thought in his heart and decided to deal with the Xuanwu Kingdom as soon as possible, and then went to find the Holy Land of Tianxian.
After Guan Qing hesitated slightly, he nodded and smiled: "Well, although it is unpleasant to be rewarded, who can't live with martial arts resources? Brother Heifeng, see you later."
Wang Xuan watched the other party leave, his desire to improve his martial arts even stronger.
With Mu Qingyue's character, she would not be willing to go to the Heavenly Immortal Holy Land alone. If possible, she would definitely take him and Mu Ling'er with her.
Obviously, the old woman looked down upon his martial arts talent and was unwilling to take him with her.
"Perhaps, in your eyes, I have delayed Qingyue's martial arts cultivation. I hope you can treat Qingyue well, otherwise..."
Wang Xuan's eyes turned cold.
At this time, the deacon of the No. 10 battle platform said loudly: "No. 620 Mei Shui vs. No. 1008 Black Wind!"
