The cool river breeze blew up, but it could not blow away the mist that condensed in an instant. The old man Cong Ming's words made the people present lose their minds for a moment.
The random movements can easily resolve Qi Hao's fierce attack. Such a powerful warrior actually said at this moment that he lost to the inconspicuous two-star martial artist boy in front of him...
Everyone was puzzled. Who was this strange boy who suddenly appeared? He first appeared unexpectedly, and then withstood the attack of the seven-star martial artist and occupied the No. 13 cultivation platform. Now a powerful general appeared. , calling himself a defeated man under his command, everything was so unreasonable, but it happened.
Lin Xiuben was going to operate the three changes of shadows, but because of the appearance of the old man Cong Ming, he stopped. Listening to the old man's words, he was slightly stunned and then smiled bitterly, "Senior Cong Ming, don't joke with me, The next time is just a quick victory. If you really compete, I will definitely not be your enemy."
This is not false. Last time, Lin Xiu's strength was temporarily improved to a general in the chessboard battlefield. He relied on his elemental advantage to win by chance. Now they have a level gap and are not comparable at all.
"Haha, you kid have to work hard. When you get promoted to a general, I will fight you well. Forget it now, I can't be the name of bullying the younger generation." Rushuang's eyebrows raised, Cong Mingyang He laughed loudly, then he jumped directly to the transitional platform in the center of the two eight dragon cultivation platforms.
At this time, everyone in the field took a breath of cold air again. The surprised look was even better than before. Even Qi Hao, who was previously arrogant and arrogant, frowned and quietly stood there.
"The old man was Cong Ming, the first genius of the sect a hundred years ago."
"That's the senior of the sect. Is he here now for the sake of the three sects competing?"
"Okay, the two-star martial artist boy had no idea what the background was, but he could get the Iron Dragon Token from that year. However, no matter what the reason, the quota that the three sects could compare still needs to be determined."
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As expected, the old man Cong Ming appeared because the three sects met.
The old man Cong Ming stood on the platform, his eyes sharply swept across everyone in the audience. The hip-hop was no longer there, but he changed into a serious expression and said loudly: "The three sects will be about to compare, you The core disciples represent the highest strength of the sect, and you have no choice but to do this battle.”
"The three sects will compare, not only you are related to the honor of the sect and individuals, but more importantly, it is also related to the development of the sect in the next five years. Do you know,"
The words were extremely clear and spread to every core disciple. They all looked at the old man on the stage and said in unison: "I know,"
No matter what happens inside, they are all members of the Holy Fire Sect. They always keep in mind this point and are very consistent with the outside world.
"Previous sects sent one team to participate in the competition, but the quota limit for this sect has changed. After the agreement, each sect will send two teams at the same time, so..." Old Man Cong Ming's eyes were condensed. To the No. 13 Eight Dragon Practice Platform, he said, "So, there are two teams in this selection, 13 and 14,"
"What,,"
Everyone was in an uproar on the field. It was okay to say that the No. 14 cultivation platform was the best, but the No. 13 cultivation platform was different. There was a ban on the killing formation, and only the black-clothed boy with the Iron Dragon Token could climb on. The main position, in this way, wouldn’t it mean that the leader of Team No. 13 would be this unknown boy?
Except for the disciples in the middle reaches of the river section, the disciples in the other two river sections were very dissatisfied, and they were all opposed. A humble boy with two-star martial artist can also be a leader. Why?
In this case, Lin Xiu did not speak. He knew that even if he spoke, it would not have any effect. His strength level had already determined the weight of his right to speak. At the moment, he could only see how Cong Ming handled it.
The wind blew away the mist, making the old man's clothes rush. The eyes under Cong Mingshuang's eyebrows calmly swept into the group of disciples filled with dissatisfaction, and faint but unquestionable words quietly emerged.
"Maybe you are not convinced, but I will only tell you one thing. His Iron Dragon Token was obtained through real skills. You can think about the rest,"
After Cong Ming said this, his eyes stopped on Lin Xiu for a moment, and then his body jumped up and disappeared into the Qi refining layer of the word "ground".
They are not fools who can become core disciples. Although Senior Cong Ming’s words are very vague, the meaning is very clear, that is, this kid is not simple.
For a moment, the atmosphere on the field fell into silence, and everyone looked at the figure of the boy in black clothes.
Qi Hao clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes looked at the direction of the old man leaving with some fear, and then turned his eyes to Lin Xiu. A sudden resentment burst out in his eyes, but then disappeared.
Whoosh.
As tall as a gun, she jumped up and jumped to the main seat of the No. 14 Eight Dragon Cultivation Platform. Duan Qingya was standing in an angry figure. Seeing Qi Hao jumping, her body trembled, and her chest was full. The ball of meat also trembled.
Jumping onto the platform, Qi Hao's eyes were filled with fierceness and fanaticism, sweeping Duan Qingya's body, the huge shaking on his chest seemed to have signs of breaking out, and his round butt was twisting inadvertently , full of slutty, and a cool and charming face that makes people's index fingers tremble.
With a lewd smile, Qi Hao's body, like a spear, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed a ball with one hand, and a hint of enthusiasm was raised at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Wild, I'll make you feel good enough tonight,"
After whispering this, Qi Hao held Duan Qingya with one hand, regardless of the obscure and contemptuous eyes of everyone, and quickly rushed into the distance, leaving only a faint sentence.
"Boy, cherish the time you live,"
Lin Xiu stood calmly, staring at Qi Hao's figure passing by, his eyes flashing, and his fists under his sleeves were tightly clenched until the figure disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure brought by the general is too great. On the surface, it seems very casual, but he is particularly solemn in his heart. At present, his strength among these core disciples is still too low.
Turning around and sweeping over the core disciples off the field, Lin Xiu's eyes escalated again. Although the level is low, he is still confident in his potential talent. As long as there is enough time, it will not be a problem to catch up.
call.
After breathing a long breath, Lin Xiu changed his body and jumped straight to the main seat of the No. 13 cultivation platform, where a white figure was always paying attention to him, and his crescent-like eyes were as tender as water.