At this time, Liang Yuankuan keenly realized that he had made a mistake: Yingtian had not used his inner energy. He had never seen this kid's martial arts realm, but he never asked Yingtian!

He always thought that even the super genius Yingtian was only twelve or thirteen years old. It had only been a few months since he last came to Nangong Huawu. Dingtian could only be in the late stage of body tempering, right?

When Yingtian saw Liang Yuankuan's expression, he already understood the doubt in his mind. He said sheepishly: "Uncle Kuan, I have made a breakthrough a few days ago and want to give it a try."

Liang Yuankuan and Yu Feng looked at each other and were immediately surprised.

It took him a long time to calm down, and he took a deep breath and said: "Okay, I hope your tone is as strong as your ability. Don't be nervous, I will protect you in the audience for a while."

Yingtian curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I have breath, but I don't have athlete's foot."

The two Liang family members were stunned, but Yu Feng reacted. She pursed her lips and chuckled: "Second uncle, I didn't realize that he is really interesting."

"This...how do you say this?" Liang Yuakuan was a little confused.

At this time, Yingtian blushed and waved to Yu Feng with a wry smile: "Sister Feng, don't say..." He didn't expect that she heard what he whispered.

Yu Feng laughed and said it out: "Second uncle, he is answering your call... Have you ever heard of the saying that breath is louder than athlete's foot?" After saying that, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

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Liang Yuankuan was not angry. Instead, he smiled knowingly and said, "Your kid's condition is quite relaxed. I feel relieved."

In fact, just because of Yingtian's rare talent of being able to break through his innate talent at such a young age, Liang Yuankuan has already fallen in love with him and is determined to recruit him - Yingtian is a genius among geniuses!

It is normal for a teenager to complain, but it shows that he is confident and has a good attitude. If Yingtian had not come to Nangong Huawu for the second time, Liang Yuankuan would only look down on him.

Because Yingtian has experienced black boxing and knows the actual situation here. In this case, his current performance can be called "knowing and not fearing, but really not fearing!"

At this time, Yu Feng stopped her smile and said worriedly: "Second uncle, a mid-level Xiantian strong man can kill with one strike. I'm afraid..."

They know that the warriors participating in the fourth-level competition are masters of the mid-level innate realm. If such a strong person faces Yingtian, who has just entered the innate realm, he is afraid that he will not be able to use a single move, and he can easily slap him to death.

Bar?

What they didn't know was that even if Yingtian couldn't defeat the strongest Xiantian warrior in the mid-level realm, he was completely confident in escaping. If he couldn't defeat him, he would just run away. For Yingtian, there would be no psychological burden.

Because he knows that preserving himself is more important than destroying the enemy.

Yingtian has never taken face seriously, and he is not that kind of sanctimonious hypocrite.

He would rather be a real villain than set up a lofty arch to show off and cheat and do casual things. However, he will not be a transparent person in a turbid and complicated society. At worst, he will talk to others when he sees them.

Talk nonsense.

At this time, Liang Yuakuan waved his hand and said firmly: "This is hopeless, Yu Feng, you go to the competition office to make changes." He wanted to see if this ignorant boy was lying.

Liang Yufeng was stunned for a moment, muttered, glanced at Yingtian, and obeyed the order.

After a while, when the fourth-level competition started, Yingtian held a steel sword in his hand and wore a black and white mask with a ghost head. Under the leadership of Liang Yuankuan, the three of them walked out of the box together.

At this time, on the ring, two warriors in the late stage of body tempering were fighting fiercely. With a loud shout, the thin warrior was hit hard in the stomach with a sledgehammer by the opponent with a fleshy face, and his body was like

It flew towards the rope next to the ring like a cannonball, then bounced back to the ground with a "pop", and its limbs trembled for a few times before losing their life.

After a while, amidst the cheers of the audience, a warrior of the third level of innate realm walked onto the ring casually. Yingtian held a steel sword in his hand and jumped up from the other end.

When the surrounding audience saw that the skinny Yingtian was a full head shorter than the tall and muscular Xiantian warrior, they burst into bursts of boos and curses, as if such a disparity in strength was a waste of their time and money, and they felt unwilling to do so.

Try your best to slander and denounce.

Among the crowd, a girl wearing a black gauze hat and not showing her true face was looking intently at the familiar figure on the stage. At this time, she was extremely nervous and whispered uneasily to a middle-aged strong man next to her.

What are they talking about.

Finally, she finally figured out the situation, her heart was beating loudly, her eyes were reddish and a little angry, she couldn't blame this guy for not making people worry.

The girl knew that his current family situation was difficult, but did he risk his life for the sake of money? Although she was not a warrior, she understood what the gap in realm strength meant. She was worried about the fifth and sixth level competitions, but he actually took the risk to participate in the fourth level competition.

Super competition! The girl was very angry at this time, and her chest kept rising and falling.

She was Ye Zhihan. After receiving Fang Doudou's call, the two of them analyzed for a while and both felt that there must be a demon when something went wrong in Yingtian. They concluded that he must have gone to Nangong Huawu. Then, Ye Zhihan invited a powerful warrior from the family

Accompanied. However, Fang Doudou was unable to make the trip due to various reasons.

On the ring, after the host loudly introduced the situation of both sides, the Xiantian warrior named Jiang glanced at Yingtian with contempt, waved a long knife in front of his chest, grinned and shouted: "Boy, you are tired of living.

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He was very confident and felt like he could crush the frail boy opposite him.

"Please enlighten me." Yingtian didn't hesitate, he directly cupped his fists and saluted, ready to fight.

The martial artist surnamed Jiang stared angrily. He stepped forward and raised his sword over his head. The misty white energy surrounded the blade and he slashed forward with great force.

"Ah!" Ye Zhihan screamed in a low voice in the audience, and her face under the black gauze suddenly turned pale. Liang Yufeng beside the ring was also frightened. The sword of the innate strong man was very terrifying, like Yingtian who had just entered the innate realm.

It is absolutely difficult for warriors to deal with it.

Yingtian's face was indifferent, and the almost pure white innate true energy in his body was overflowing. Moreover, the seemingly powerful sword was nothing more than that in his eyes.

But he still has to pretend that this person is just a delicious vegetarian dish, and there will be delicious hard dishes later. In this case, he will have a better chance of winning if he doesn't show his talent first. Because only by pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger can you maximize your benefits.

change.

There was a sound of "Clang!", the swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere. Yingtian's feet changed into a lunge, and his body was strong and he held the steel sword horizontally, blocking the incoming sword with great difficulty.

The martial artist surnamed Jiang immediately turned around, and the sword swept forward again. Yingtian did not hesitate, and immediately took a step back, bending down and bending his legs to dodge. Then, he pushed his legs hard and moved his body to the right, and the steel sword flew away from his hand.

To the left hand, a move "dropping water penetrates stone" stabs the opponent like lightning.

The martial artist surnamed Jiang paused for a moment, his face changed slightly and he held his sword upright to block it. Another harsh "clang" sound was heard, and he was forcibly forced to take a few steps back by Yingtian.

Liang Yuankuan was a little puzzled at first, looking at Yingtian's passive defense in confusion. Now seeing him fighting back fiercely, he nodded with satisfaction.

For more than twenty minutes, accompanied by the screams of the audience, the two people on the ring had frequently exchanged fifty or sixty moves.
Chapter completed!