I ate the rice made by Aunt Tang in Qiankun Space, and then walked around the fruit forest. The fruit tree king, which has been blooming for thousands of years, has matured for thousands of years, and has bear fruit for thousands of years, is now growing taller than a person. The leaves are green, and there are a circle of rich spiritual power fluctuations around the tree. The green of life is scattered among the leaves of the fruit tree king.

"Tiangong, this place is good." Fei Lao floated in the air and said to Zhiyan.

"I want to see the God of Heaven." Zhiyan's lips pursed slightly, and her clear pupils shone with a hint of light.

"Work hard, no surprises, you can gain a lot here." Fei Lao said meaningfully. Tiangong is indeed a good place.

When Zhiyan came out of the Qiankun space, it was already dark and all the members to be selected returned to their house to rest. Zhiyan pushed open the door, but saw the crazi-looking boy suddenly raised his head and looked over with a burning look.

"You're back." The boy stood up from the bed and said happily, his voice with a hint of flattery.

Zhiyan tricked him lightly, nodded, and then walked straight to her bed and slept with her clothes.

The night passed quickly, and it was dawn, and there was a noise outside the yard. Soon, all kinds of noises of morning exercises were heard, and the boy on the bed opposite also got up.

"Everyone has gotten up for morning exercises. Do you want to go with me?" Lin Shuang asked Zhiyan while tidying up her clothes.

"You go first." Zhiyan shook her head, and when the boy went out, she flashed into the Qiankun space. She was dressed neatly for about ten minutes.

When I arrived at the courtyard, there were many people who stood or stood, trotting and meditating in various ways.

Seeing Zhiyan come out, everyone's eyes instantly popped.

"Tsk tsk, I got up so early. I saw that the rich young man who was wearing clothes and stretching out his hands to open his mouth. I didn't think he would be unable to bear it until he chose him." A young man sneered coldly, his eyes fell on Zhiyan's face with contempt.

"I really don't know how he was able to come in here?" A man shook his head, his eyes full of contempt.

...

"You, you are here, come and have a morning exercise with us." Lin Shuang walked out of the crowd and invited with excitement on her face.

"Swish, you have a problem with your brain. How can such a person be worthy of practicing with us in the morning?" A young man in a robe who made fun of Zhiyan yesterday stepped forward and interrupted.

"Yes, the seats are full here, so go wherever you are cool."

...

A group of teenagers started to make a fuss and refused Zhiyan's joining, which clearly showed that they bullied him together.

Zhiyan glanced at everyone coldly. There were more than a hundred people on the field, most of which were at the peak of the master level, and there were a few master-level strong men. At this age, with such strength, talent can be said to be one in a million, and they definitely have the capital to be proud. Unfortunately, they met Zhiyan. If there was one person among so many people who had to be the son of the Tiangong Palace, then that person would definitely be Zhiyan.

It’s not that she is arrogant, but that she has absolute strength.

"Why? Or do you guys have the final say in the Heavenly Palace?" Zhiyan sneered coldly, wrapped her hands around her chest, and said calmly.

Everyone's hearts were choked, their faces were red and their necks were thick. Who knew that they were just people waiting to be selected now, and this small courtyard was just their temporary place to settle down.

Tiangong and the others have the final say? You can't just say such things casually.

"What are you talking nonsense?" the young man retorted in anger.

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?" The young man in the robe changed his expression and shouted fiercely.

"Boy, who do you think you are, you dare to talk to us like this."

"That's right, dare to be so disrespectful to us, beat him up." One man said annoyed, whipping his fist and beating Zhiyan in the face.

suck!

Everyone took a breath of cold air. The man was burly and his clenched fists burst out. Looking at the boy opposite him, he looked at the thin body, his black robe made his body thinner and his fair skin, giving people a feeling of being weak. After the punch was beaten, everyone seemed to be able to imagine his miserable situation.

"Flash." Lin Shuang widened her eyes and shouted.

Zhiyan stood still, and her iron fist rushed towards her, bringing a sharp wind. As she approached, a trace of evil appeared on the corner of Zhiyan's lips, and there was a cold look in her eyes. Many people turned around and couldn't bear to witness the next scene.

"Ha, go to die." The boy shouted coldly, his face was filled with madness and pride, and his big fist filled with spiritual power hit Zhiyan's face hard.

"Ah!" With a scream, just as the boy's fist was about to touch Zhiyan's cheek, Zhiyan moved, stretched out her bare hands, clamped the boy's wrist with her index finger and middle finger, and just put it on his pain point.

The boy's whole body trembled, beads of sweat as big as beans seeped out of his forehead, his whole body was dehydrated, his face was red, his eyes were stained with ferocious expressions, and he was hoarse in pain.

Suck! A stronger sniffling sound broke out in the audience, and everyone stared at each other, as if they couldn't believe everything in front of them. Many people were stunned and confused.

"What, what's going on?" A man shouted, looking at the situation on the field in shock. What just happened?

"God, what did he do?" The girl looked at the thin black-robed boy in surprise. The scene in front of her was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

"I'm not mistaken, that kid actually has such a counterattack power?" One man rubbed his eyes, trying to confirm the situation in front of him.
Chapter completed!