At this time, Ye Zhihan in the audience clenched her fists with both hands, and there was a trace of sweat on her forehead. Although she was worried about Yingtian with tears in her eyes, she still kept cheering for him in a low voice.

Finally, Yingtian reluctantly turned around and struck with the power of "fishing for the moon in the water". The steel sword "poof" pierced the belly of the warrior surnamed Wang, causing his body to fall forward on the ring. Yingtian took advantage of the situation.

He kicked him down - he didn't want to kill anyone, so he just wanted to spare his life.

The audience cheered and screamed and whistled one after another.

Yu Feng was speechless, her mind was as chaotic as a kettle boiling porridge, and she felt that this dream-like scene was incredible.

Liang Yuankuan smiled happily, touched the sparse beard on his chin, and kept admiring him. He turned to look at Liang Yufeng, and said meaningfully: "Yufeng, what do you think of his talent and strength now?"

Liang Yufeng seemed to have woken up, blinking her eyes and murmuring with a blush on her cheeks: "He is indeed the proud son of heaven, I can't compare with him." After a while of silence, she raised her head and said: "Second uncle, he is so young.

His strength is so incredible that he is invincible in the early stage, right?"

Liang Yuankuan pondered, and whispered with deep feeling: "Maybe it's not like this!" Although Yingtian still won with difficulty this time, he always felt that this kid didn't seem to be trying his best, and he didn't even care about his injuries.

It seemed like nothing was wrong.

Liang Yuankuan was quite surprised by Yingtian's physical strength and felt that his ability to resist blows was extremely strong.

Of course, he couldn't directly tell that Yingtian was approaching the body-refining state of the middle stage of body-breaking, unless he could touch and inspect it carefully. And in this world, there was no one who could see through the opponent's body-refining cultivation level with the naked eye.

Yu Feng was even more inexplicably surprised when she heard what her second uncle said. She swallowed hard and whispered in disbelief: "Second uncle, do you think so highly of him?"

Liang Yuankuan didn't answer, he just lost himself in thought, as if he was exploring a huge secret, but he still had unfinished ideas.

Not far away, Ye Zhihan secretly cheered and stared at Yingtian, who seemed a little exhausted on the stage, with tears of joy in her eyes. She was happy for him and cheered for him, but she was also worried about his injury.

At this time, in the "Long Han Phoenix Wings" box, the white-faced and almond-eyed Nangong Haoyun was chatting with a middle-aged warrior. He looked out carefully for a while, looked surprised for a while, and finally shot back.

He slapped the mahogany table next to him, causing the teacup on the table to fall down with a crash, and the tea immediately spilled all over the table.

In another box with "Flying Kites and Leaping Fishes", a middle-aged man with a mustache was pacing back and forth, lowering his head and muttering.

With a "bang bang" knock on the door, the mustache waved his right hand: "Open the door!" A warrior behind him walked over and opened the door.

A middle-aged strong man walked in quickly and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Xiangbo, I've been waiting for you for a long time." If Yingtian was present at this time, he would definitely recognize Wang Qiming, a member of the King of Guocheng's family.

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The mustached man in the box is Sima Xiangbo, the second-ranked deputy head of the Sima family in Guocheng. He is a warrior at the late second-level master level!

At this time, Sima Xiangbo asked anxiously: "Brother Qiming, do you recognize the boy on the stage?"

After Wang Qiming thought for a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. A few months ago, there was a boy in the middle stage of body tempering who was similar to this person. He could fight across two or three levels."

Sima Xiangbo was surprised and said: "There is another person? I didn't expect that this black market boxing ring is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. I should come and see more when I have time in the future. Which family does this kid belong to? Yinglong, take someone to check."

"Yes, Third Uncle." A young man named Sima Yinglong, a twenty-six or seven-year-old peak body tempering warrior, responded and went out with another warrior.

After a while, Sima Yinglong returned to the "Yuan Fei Yu Yue" box. This young man, who looked a bit naive, worked neatly and neatly, and won the respect of Sima's elders.

After Sima Yinglong entered the room, he bent down and said respectfully: "Third uncle, this person's name is Ren Tianxiang, he is eighteen years old, and he seems to be a martial artist of the Liang family. He will also participate in the fifth level four competition, and will fight against the mid-level Xiantian

A master of the realm!”

Sima Xiangbo and Wang Qiming looked at each other, feeling the shock in each other's eyes.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, stared at Yinglong and said seriously: "What do you mean, it seems to be! Go find out if he is from the Liang family, it is best to find out all the details about this kid." Then Sima Yinglong took another

People ran out the door.

Yingtian was able to advance from the middle stage of body tempering to the innate realm within a few months, which was indeed a bit shocking. Therefore, Liang Yuankuan suggested that he change his name. In order to deceive others, Yingtian used his mother's surname and named himself Ren Tianxiang.

---No matter how vast the sea and the sky are, I can fly freely.

As for how much higher the age is, the same reason applies. The height has grown several centimeters, which seems reasonable.

At this time, Yingtian and the others had returned to the "Heming Jiugao" box. Liang Yuakuan nodded and praised him with a smile on his face: "That's great! Yingtian, sit here." He pulled Yingtian to him.

Next to him, he sat on the large sofa in the main seat.

Liang Yufeng looked at Yingtian with envy, happily changed a cup of coffee for him, and joked: "Son of Tianjiao, drink coffee quickly." The world of warriors pays great attention to the moral order of superiority and inferiority, so the second uncle asked Yingtian to join him.

Sitting on the main seat is already a great favor.

However, Yingtian didn't care much about these frivolous things. He reached out to take the cup, and after shyly thanking him, he deliberately scolded: "Sister Feng, do you want to kill me?"

Yu Feng rolled his eyes, clasped his hands and smiled softly: "Praising is my strength, but I can't do it by flattering someone stupid." After saying that, he laughed out loud, as cheerfully as if he had picked money.

"Yu Feng, you...get some medicine for Yingtian to heal her injuries." Liang Yuankuan wanted to say that she should learn from good people, but the topic changed and he shook his head with a smile and changed his words.

I can't understand the world of young people! This little girl has not been around Yingtian for a long time, but she has imitated him and completely turned into a different kind of Hengha second general around her.

"No, Uncle Kuan, my injury doesn't matter." Yingtian, who is currently refining his body to the point of perfecting the Hinayana, has a physical strength comparable to that of a strong man at the peak of his innate nature. Moreover, his physical repair ability is very strong, and he doesn't care about these minor injuries.

hurt.

Liang Yuankuan and Yu Feng nodded in unison, both of them were quite surprised by Yingtian's powerful body.

"You take a rest first, there will be a tough battle to be fought later." Liang Yuankuan warned Yingtian and waved his hand to Yu Feng, signaling not to disturb him.

Yingtian didn't want to violate Uncle Kuan's kindness, so he leaned on the sofa and took a nap with his eyes slightly closed.

In the box of "Yuan Fei Yu Yue", Ying Long was carefully reporting the investigation results to Sima Xiangbo: "Uncle San, I can't find any information about Ren Tianxiang through various channels."

Sima Xiangbo's face was full of displeasure, and he waved his hand and said: "Forget it, it seems that the Liang family has done a good job in keeping secrets. I don't blame you."

The honest and honest Ying Long suddenly turned red on his cheeks, pouted, and reluctantly sat on a mahogany chair. Although Wang Qiming was a little disappointed, he still pretended to be a good person and kept exhorting him to soothe the atmosphere.

As the dust of the two battles in the ring settled, Yingtian put on the ghost mask and went out with a sword. At the same time, the two Liang family members also followed closely.

Yingtian stood on the ring and waited for a long time before a slightly fat man in the late fifth-level congenital stage walked up slowly. He was wearing a set of loose and baggy martial arts uniforms, with a black shiny top and meticulous buttons.

The ground is tightly clasped, and the "bloomy pants" on the lower body are bulging and swinging quite comically.
Chapter completed!