When the short-sword young man saw the disciple of the Wangu clan coming over to maintain order, he struggled to stand up. He looked at Huang Xiaolong with shame and anger, and said to the disciple of the Wangu clan: "Brother Jinsong, this person relied on his strength to seize my position. , he seriously injured me, and asked Brother Jinsong to cancel this person’s registration qualification!" Yi Zhihuang
When the disciples around him heard this, they all shook their heads, secretly cursing the young man with the short sword for being so shameless and shameless. It was obvious that he wanted to seize Huang Xiaolong's position, but now he was slandering Huang Xiaolong.
The disciple of the Eternal Clan was unmoved and looked at the short-sword young man with disdain. He had received ten top-level divine stones from him, but he wanted to treat him as a mere ten-level divine stone. Gun user
In the final analysis, the two of them just met once and had no friendship.
Therefore, the disciple of the Wangu clan had a straight face and shouted at the short-sword young man: "Who the hell is your brother? You are a loser. You can't even deal with a god-realm kid in the late first-order god-level, but you still have the nerve to make such strong remarks. .”
The short-sword young man and the surrounding disciples were stunned.
The young man with the short sword turned as red as purple and groaned.
"Get out of here! If you stay here and disrupt order, I will cancel your registration!" the disciple of the Eternal Clan shouted again.
The young man with the short sword left in a panic.
Being scolded in public by the disciples of the Eternal Clan made him feel even more ashamed and resentful. Of course, he did not dare to resent the disciples of the Eternal Clan, so he transferred all his resentment to Huang Xiaolong.
When leaving, he glanced at Huang Xiaolong with hatred.
The disciples of the Eternal Clan ignored Huang Xiaolong and returned to where they were standing.
The disciples who signed up all around did not expect this result. There was a buzz of discussion about Huang Xiaolong. After all, a late tenth-order God Realm peak perfectionist could easily defeat a late first-order God Realm. It was extremely rare even among countless super sects in countless galaxies.
A person who can defeat a god-level powerhouse just by relying on his divine realm is a monster among monsters.
In a group in the distance, two young women were queuing up to sign up. Their beautiful eyes were also staring at Huang Xiaolong, and they were talking over the phone.
"Sister, that person couldn't have practiced some secret technique. Did he deliberately lower his level?" The girl in goose-yellow clothes said in disbelief.
The older young woman in a green dress shook her head: "No, that black-haired young man is indeed the peak of the late tenth level of the Divine Realm."
The girl in goose-yellow clothes stared wide-eyed: "The peak of the late tenth level of the divine realm is Dzogchen. He can easily defeat the late first level of the divine realm? Then isn't his talent even more powerful than our senior brother?"
To know. Their senior brother is known as the number one genius in their sect in millions of years. His talent is even comparable to that of his ancestors.
The young woman in green skirt said: "In countless galaxies, there must be geniuses who are more evil than our senior brother. Eternal Yanhui of the Eternal Clan, Zhou Yao of the Zhou Family, Mu Qi of the Mu Family, Fang Chu of the Creation Sect, Gu Luo Shaochen from the Witch Sect, Lu Dongwei from the Zhenyang Sect, Peng Xuejiao from the Pengcheng Chamber of Commerce, each of them has higher talent than our senior brother."
But the girl in goose-yellow clothes pouted: "Sister, the Eternal Flame Hui talent of the Eternal Clan is higher than our senior brother, but Zhou Yao and others of the Zhou family may not be."
The young woman in the green dress shook her head and did not continue to discuss the issue. She looked at Huang Dao and said, "Although this person's talent is extremely high, his level is too low. He has only reached the peak of the late tenth level of God's Domain. No matter how strong he is, it is impossible." Got the top 1,000."
In a pavilion far away from the square, two elders of the Eternal Clan happened to see Huang Xiaolong blow away the young man with a short sword.
"This black-haired boy is quite good. His talent is comparable to that of the core disciples of our Eternal Clan." Wan Gushuo, the elder of the Eternal Clan, touched a few strands of beard on his chin and stared at Huang Xiaolong with interest.
The Eternal Clan has hundreds of millions of disciples, but after layers of screening, only thirty or forty people can become core disciples, and every one of them is a monster genius.
His evaluation of Huang Xiaolong was extremely high.
Wan Gu Changqing on the side smiled and said: "It's not bad, but it may not be as good as the core disciple of our Wan Gu clan. He should have been practicing for no less than a thousand years."
Wan Gushuo shook his head: "I think this person has only been practicing for about five hundred years."
Eternal Evergreen said, "In that case, how about we make a bet?"
"How to bet?" Wangu Shuo asked, tilting his head.
"Let's bet 10 billion. If we wait for the test and the boy's bone age does not exceed five hundred years, then I will lose. If it exceeds five hundred years, then I will win." Eternal Eternal Green said with a smile.
Wangu Shuo hesitated for a moment. To be honest, he just said that Huang Xiaolong had only been practicing for about five hundred years. He was just guessing and not sure. Ten billion is not a small amount.
Eternal Evergreen teased and said, "What? Don't you dare?"
Wan Gushuo gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just bet!"
So, the two started a small gambling game with Huang Xiaolong, but Huang Xiaolong didn't know about it.
After Huang Xiaolong punched the young man with the short sword away, it had a considerable deterrent effect. No one dared to come forward to cause trouble for him.
A few hours passed quickly, and all the disciples at the front had signed up, and finally it was Huang Xiaolong’s turn.
Huang Xiaolong walked slowly to the disciple of the Eternal Clan who was in charge of the test and registration. The disciple of the Eternal Clan asked Huang Xiaolong which galaxy he came from and what his name was. Huang Xiaolong answered one by one.
"Now, go over to the testing mirror and test the bone age." The disciple of the Wangu clan pointed to a mirror on the side. The mirror is more than two meters high and one meter wide. Standing in front of it, you can test a person's bone age.
According to the competition rules, anyone with a bone age of less than 2,000 years and reaching the ninth level of the Divine Realm can sign up.
Huang Xiaolong followed the instructions and walked to the mirror, then stood still. Suddenly, the mirror emitted a ball of light, completely covering Huang Xiaolong, and a warm current slowly flowed between Huang Xiaolong's bones.
In the distant pavilion, both Wan Gushuo and Wan Gu Changqing were staring at Huang Xiaolong, waiting for the test results. Especially Wan Gu Shuo, he couldn't help but hold his hands.
Seeing Wangu Shuo's nervous expression, Wan Gu Changqing couldn't help but smile: "You gave me those ten billion for nothing. I'm sure this black-haired boy is definitely more than five hundred years old."
Wangu Shuo also felt a little regretful at this time, feeling that Huang Xiaolong's bone age should not be less than five hundred years. After all, some of the core disciples of their Wangu clan, even if they have practiced for five hundred years, rarely have the strength to defeat the late first-order god-level warriors.
At this moment, the mirror's light flickered for a while, and then the light slowly stopped, displaying a line of words: "Bone age: two hundred and fifty-eight." (To be continued...) u