Fan Zijin looked at his bandaged right hand, smiled bitterly at Fan Ziyu beside him, and then stood up dejectedly. The moment he stood up, Fan Zijin saw Xiang Luoxi's malicious eyes.
"Why is it him!"
Fan Zijin only felt a mouthful of blood in his throat, and almost spit it out. Why did he and his enemy end up in the same altar? Looking behind him, he saw that four people in the second row had been selected.
In fact, with Fan Zijin's strength, how could he sit in the first row if it weren't for his identity as a disciple of the Fan family? This means that there are four people present who are as strong as him, and one person
You can crush yourself unconditionally.
From this point of view, how can we board the Wangxian Terrace?
Pupils were spinning in his eye sockets, and Fan Zijin was thinking about countermeasures. He didn't want to be knocked out by Xiang Luoxi's punch again. Since force couldn't defeat him, he could only rely on wisdom.
Seeing Fan Zijin with one hand in plaster, Xiang Luoxi couldn't help but want to laugh. His punch at that time used all his strength, and the bones of Fan Zijin's right hand were probably shattered. His own physical constitution was not tough.
Therefore, recovery will take longer.
When Xiang Luoxi had all his muscles and bones broken, he still managed to recover with the help of elixirs like Fengxi Dan. He was in a coma for three days before he managed to recover. It was a blessing in disguise that he opened up the first vein. But Fan Zijin's hand bones were broken, so naturally he wouldn't be able to recover.
Therefore, I went to look for elixirs with similar efficacy to Fengxi Dan. I could only use ancient methods to treat injuries. With the help of restorative elixirs, I should be able to recover in more than a month.
After a few breaths passed, the eight people had arrived at the third Taoist altar. From the moment they stepped onto the Taoist altar, Fan Zijin deliberately stayed away from Xiang Luoxi and whispered something into one person's ear.
Xiang Luoxi didn't care what tricks Fan Zijin was up to. After all, he was his own opponent. Among the people present, Xiang Luoxi dared to guarantee that no one could stop him. This was also his confidence in his own strength.
But Xiang Luoxi's attention was not on the people around him, but on Fan Yi at the second Taoist altar.
According to Xiao Yu, Fan Yi hid his own strength. It seemed that the power he exuded was comparable to that of Lin Xiao, but the fluctuations in his internal power were a bit weird, as if he was deliberately suppressing his own strength. After all, the Fan family was
In a martial arts family, there are many secret techniques within the family. Only the children of the Fan family can practice them, and no one knows the secrets of the secret techniques.
It would be a bit intriguing if Fan Yi deliberately concealed his own strength with the help of some secret method.
Lin Jingyou looked at Lin Xiao from a distance and clenched his fists.
"If this stinky boy can't even fuck that boy from the Fan family, don't show up in front of me today. I'm afraid I won't be able to help but give him a good beating!"
Hearing what Lin Jingyou said, Lin Shuang burst out laughing and said angrily:
"Dad, you also know that my eldest brother is not a quick talent in martial arts. My talent in weapon refining is recognized by the family. Isn't it enough that at such an age, you can create top-quality weapons for ordinary people to use? Everyone has their own shortcomings.
If you are good at it, there is no shame in losing..."
After hearing Lin Shuang's words, Lin Jingyou's expression softened a little, and he sneered and said:
"Hmph, if this kid can't even inherit my talent for refining weapons, then I really want to beat him up a few more times. The way he acts like a fool every day doesn't look like a young man at all. He is clearly a street gangster!"
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Shuang looked at Lin Xiao in the distance with a smile on her face and snickered:
"I heard from the eldest elder grandpa that when you were a child, you were not much better than your eldest brother. You did some sneaky things every day. At that time, the elders in the family had a headache, saying how could this child be so stupid? He couldn't even do exercises.
You can’t even learn it with a weapon..."
Lin Jingyou's face suddenly turned red and he said angrily:
"No way! Then I also look like a young master. Besides, this can prove that Lin Xiao is my biological son, and he and I are carved from the same mold!"
If the previous words were spoken by Lin Xiaokong, I am afraid that he would have been thrown out by Lin Jingyou at this time. But for this little daughter who made fun of him, Lin Jingyou dared not hit or scold him, so he could only
According to her temperament.
The two sisters of the Zhu family were sitting next to each other on the high platform. When they heard the quarrel between Lin Shuang and Lin Jingyou, they were also amused and laughed.
Zhu Yaoxin still had that cold expression, her eyes fixed on the third altar. She didn't know much about Xiang Luoxi's strength that day, but today was a good opportunity.
Since we are going to participate in the freshmen meeting together, we naturally have to help each other well. The first thing is to understand Xiang Luoxi's true strength. If Xiang Luoxi can climb to the Wangxian Terrace among this group of people, it will also prove his strength.
, then the decision you make that day can be considered feasible.
The reason why the treasure is placed on Xiang Luoxi is also because of Lin Xiao. Since Lin Shuang is bound to enter Xuanzong, Lin Xiao will definitely summon several powerful people to accompany him, and Xiang Luoxi is just one of them.
, with the help of Lin Shuang's relationship, he could also go with him. The aspect of this relationship made Zhu Yaoxin understand clearly.
For a woman to have such a wealthy family is due to the current situation.
Today, Xiang Luoxi really made her eyes shine. The blue satin fairy clothes were not very suitable for Xiang Luoxi. It was in sharp contrast with the tattered appearance that day. Zhu Yaoxin felt like it for a while.
He didn't recognize that this was Xiang Luoxi, but he recognized him only after Zhu Xuanrou reminded him.
As time passed by, eight people stood on the fourth Taoist altar. Another descendant of the Lin family walked out of the first row. This person was slightly stronger than Lin Xiao, but his status was far lower.
As for Lin Xiao, most of the other people's abilities were based on two channels, and there was nothing eye-catching about them in battle.
A total of thirty-two people stood on the Taoist altar, but a few people saw that there was no hope of getting on the stage and actually retreated. Only Muyuan and two others were left on the first Taoist altar.
Xiang Luoxi's eyes just left Fan Yi's body, but he suddenly realized his situation. Fan Zijin didn't know what he said to the others, but he was surrounded by four people in the second row in the center, and one person directly blocked him.
In front of him, he looked at him fiercely.
Xiang Luoxi looked around and saw Fan Zijin with an evil face. He didn't know what trick he was up to, but the four people turned against him in unison.
"Humph, I don't know what benefits he promised you, but it was a wrong choice for you to target me."
Xiang Luoxi said slowly, looking at Fan Zijin. This cold look made Fan Zijin's back feel cold. After shuddering, Fan Zijin comforted himself in his heart:
"Tch, no matter how strong you are, these four people are still existences that have opened up two channels. Who is not a genius? Be careful if you talk too much and your tongue will flash!"
If he thought this way, he actually underestimated Xiang Luoxi.
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Being overwhelmed by numbers is victory, but quality is the key.
Shen Cang saw the friction on various altars and smiled knowingly. This was the scene he wanted to see. Powerful geniuses from all sides gathered together to determine the outcome based on their strength. It became more and more interesting.
"Haha, everyone can start your performance!"
After giving the order, the first Taoist altar actually let out a burst of painful shouts.
Muyuan stepped forward and slapped one of them with his palm. He was approaching that person with an unstoppable momentum. The person could not react quickly and was hit by Muyuan on the shoulder to replace him. Muyuan did not make any move to stop and used all his strength. When it burst out, the man's left shoulder was knocked straight away. There was only a crisp sound of bone breaking, and the man stepped back and leaned against the altar tremblingly.
With the power of a palm, the man's shoulder was shattered. The man's left shoulder actually had no feeling at this time. The pain hit his brain, and there seemed to be an explosion in his brain. This was completely different from what he thought. Mu Yuan cut off his left arm with the power of his palm. The two of them even hoped to repel Mu Yuan. It seemed that the reason why Mu Yuan remained silent before was not because he was afraid of them, but because he was waiting for Shen Cang. The order to begin.
With a wave of his palm, Mu Yuan retracted his right hand expressionlessly and looked at the other person coldly. He had been shocked by Mu Yuan's previous palm. At this time, he stayed in place motionless and looked back. The companion who was defeated by a palm swallowed heavily, his eyes filled with fear, and he looked at Muyuan tremblingly.
"I, we won't fight with you anymore! Let's go now!"
This person almost shouted these words. Mu Yuandi's expression did not change at all, and he just said lightly:
"roll!"
As if they had heard the order, the moment the scroll hit the ground, the two people staggered away from the Taoist altar in a fit of piss. In just a split second, Muyuan was the only one left in the first Taoist altar. .
Those who left earlier patted their chests with some fear. It seemed that leaving the Taoist altar was the right choice. In front of Muyuan's terrifying strength, they were indeed nothing.
Xiao Yu looked at Mu Yuan with great interest. His eyes were venomous. He could see Mu Yuan's true strength at a glance and said with a smile:
"This little brother's strength is extraordinary. He has only opened up two channels, but the power he can release far exceeds this level. Not bad, not bad."
For Xiao Yu, who loves fighting, Mu Yuan has also become an opponent in his mind. Judging from the power of Mu Yuan's palm, he is enough to become an opponent Xiao Yu takes seriously.
Looking around, Muyuan crossed his fingers, loosened his fingers, then rose into the air and stepped onto the black spiritual stone chain in the center of the altar.
The chain was about as thick as an adult's wrist, so Muyuan could easily stand on it, mobilize his own internal strength, and the strength of his legs became more prominent. With one step, he stepped up three meters.
Shen Cang raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised.
"This boy's cultivation techniques are quite overbearing."