Among the crowd, a young man in white clothes and a long sword walked all the way to the ring.
Wherever they went, the teenagers stepped back, looking in awe.
"It's actually the young man in white!"
"This time the elite meeting, the young man in white is here, awesome."
On the top of the mountain, the elders of the Dalin Temple were also in a commotion, staring in amazement.
"This person is very powerful?" Young Master Jiang Long frowned slightly, a little disdainful.
"My son, this person is Master Fuhu, a newly-accepted disciple of the closed door recently." A disciple said respectfully.
"It turned out to be like this." Upon hearing this, Young Master Jianglong nodded, and looked at the white-clothed Young Master's gaze, suddenly a little sharper.
Master Fuhu and Master Jianglong, these two are brothers, but are equally famous martial arts giants.
Jianglongtang and Fuhutang, deputy guard, are also at the entrance of the lobby.
There are too many disciples in Dalin Temple, seventy-two halls, competing with each other, and cruel internal fighting.
Although the two eminent monks had a good personal relationship, their disciples competed fiercely.
In this regard, the two eminent monks disagreed and never interfered.
As long as there is no life, even if there is a fight, the two monks will not frown.
Because the two monks knew that a good baby had no use for eggs.
Only cruel and fierce competition can weed out the weak and let the real strong rise.
Lord Jianglong is the person in charge of Jianglongtang. He and Fuhutang have fought many times and fought many times.
In the entire Fuhu Hall, the only person who made Young Master Jianglong jealous was to be invincible.
It's just that the invincible martial arts hasn't achieved success, it's just elite disciples, not elders.
The elders can't, they can shoot the elite disciples.
The master of Jianglong's martial arts has achieved great success. He is a three-step martial artist and ranks among the elders. Naturally, he will not be able to make an unbeaten shot.
However, Young Master Jianglong is very accurate, he understands that his future invincibility will definitely become his rival.
So for a long time, Young Master Jianglong had been planning secretly, wanting to directly strangle Qiu invincible in the cradle.
For example, seeking invincibility to go to Beiming, although this matter is Buck's idea.
But secretly, it was Young Master Jianglong who was making arrangements.
However, Young Master Jiang Long knew very well that he would not die in Beiming for invincible martial arts.
What the Young Master Jianglong has to do is to isolate him step by step to be invincible and make enemies everywhere for him.
however!
What Lord Jianglong didn't expect was that Seeking Invincibility actually failed and lost to the Supreme Dragon Aotian of the East Sea.
What Young Master Jiang Long didn't expect was that Qiu Wu was so angry that he directly chose to commit suicide.
Although stunned, Young Master Jiang Long understood that from now on, Fuhutang shouldn't worry about it.
Perhaps Fuhutang is very powerful today, and it is still the strong enemy of Jianglongtang.
But in Fuhutang, there is a fault of top talent, and within a few years there will be no more handsome talent.
As for the woman in red, although she is an elder now, she is not a concern.
Only a woman, Young Master Jiang Long will conquer sooner or later, how can he put it in his eyes
Moreover, the strong point of the lady in red is that she is proficient in assassination, and she must kill with one blow.
In the real battle of the same rank, the advantage of the lady in red is not very obvious, and Young Master Jiang Long is naturally not afraid.
But today!
When the white-clothed boy appeared, Jianglong boy suddenly felt bad.
The cultivation base of the white-clothed son, the Jianglong son naturally looks down on it.
However, the feeling that the white-clothed son gave to the Jianglong son was exactly the same as the original desire for invincibility.
"Master Jianglong looks at talents and looks much better than Master." Young Master Jianglong sighed.
The power of Master Jianglong is actually stronger than Master Fuhu.
But above the cultivation of top talents, Young Master Jiang Long feels that Fuhutang is even more powerful.
unfortunately!
During the meditation, the battle on the ring has come to an end.
One sword!
It's just a sword!
But the nine-tier master who had been famous in the Western Regions for many years was directly defeated and killed instantly!
Boom!
It wasn't until the martial artist's body fell to the ground that everyone woke up.
"The young man in white has excellent martial arts and passed the first test!" The old monk smiled for the first time on that fish-like face.
The white boy is too strong!
The sharpness of that sword also moved Deng Jiuling.
But what Deng Jiuling really puzzled was not the cultivation base of the white-clothed boy.
But—his swordsmanship!
"Why is this person's swordsmanship similar to Red Girl's subtraction?" Deng Jiuling was a little puzzled.
"The young man in white is a closed disciple of Master Fuhu. His swordsmanship was taught by Master Fuhu himself. It's really amazing." Zhao Dali exclaimed.
"The young man in white is already so good before he gets started. Once he joins Dalin Temple, he will definitely be the number one arrogant of this disciple." Hu's second nodded, with a look of admiration.
Among the newcomers in each entry, the strongest talent will be born.
This year is the elite conference, the strongest Tianjiao is definitely more powerful, and it will be valued by the Dalin Temple senior officials.
If nothing else, everyone felt that this strongest arrogant must be the white-clothed young man.
In fact, even the elders of Dalin Temple on the top of the mountain, including Young Master Jianglong, think so.
as predicted!
In the next battle, although Tianjiao kept appearing.
But there are no people who can reach the height of the white man.
"The next battle, 888 versus 126!" The old monk's old and majestic voice sounded again.
The voice fell, and a 2-meter man, booming, stepped onto the ring.
Then, a little fat man, a smoky cannon, went all the way to the ring.
Perhaps because he ran too fast, the little fat man accidentally fell to the ground and fell a dog to eat shit.
"Ah... Master, save me, I didn't buy medical insurance!" The little fat man wailed.
"Asshole, hurry up to the ring!" Yao always looked fierce and his nose was green.
"Fatty, come on!" Deng Jiuling said suddenly while lying on the stretcher.
"Brother, I will definitely win, let go... Ah!"
The little fat man got up and just about to talk, he slipped and fell a dog to eat shit again.
Puff... Haha!
In this scene, the group of heroes who watched laughed, even the worried Blue Sword couldn't help but laugh.
Funny!
On the top of the mountain, the elders were in a commotion, and they were all speechless.
"The old hero of the medicine has his whole life, and the disciples who have been so old to accept this kind of virtue?"
"This kid is so stupid, what did Yao Lao think?"
"Looking at Xiao Yan's appearance, his mental power is not strong."
The elders are a little puzzled, and it feels incredible.
Although Elder Yao had a bad interpersonal relationship, his strength was recognized by the elders.
can!
Yao Lao is so powerful, he actually accepted a trash disciple
"Could this kid be Yao Lao's son?" a disciple said suddenly.
As soon as this was said, the elders took a closer look and found that Little Fatty and Yao Lao seemed to be somewhat similar.
So this is ah!
The elders "suddenly realized", a picture I understand.
If Xiao Yan is really the old son of Yao, then all of this is easy to explain.
The cub born by himself, even if it is a waste, is connected by blood.
In an instant, all the elders looked at Xiao Yan, full of compassion.
Yao Lao Niu forced his whole life, although he had a son.
But if Xiao Yan didn't stand up, he wouldn't be able to join Dalin Temple.
Even if the old medicine cheats for favoritism, it is useless.
The talent selection of Dalin Temple is very strict and ruthless.
Even if it is the son of the head teacher, if he is useless, he can't join the Dalin Temple!
Because even if you join, it is dead!
Dalin Temple has fierce internal fighting and brutal competition.
If it is waste material, even if you can enter Dalin Temple, you will be killed if you don't live for a few days.
He is highly talented, willing to work hard, has a flexible head, and has a strong background.
The disciple who possesses these four elements at the same time is the most promising disciple among Dalin Temple.
Among the four elements, the most critical is personal talent.
What is the talent of Little Fatty? Even Deng Jiuling can't see it. How can other people see it
"I'm a black giant, please, fellow daoists!" said two two-meter black men with a thunderous voice.
"My name is Xiao Yan, but my master, he likes to call me Tie Niu." Scratching his head, the little fat man grinned very honestly.
Puff... Haha!
As soon as this was said, everyone burst into laughter, and they only felt Xiao Yan was amused.
"Friend Xiao Yan, please!"
"please!"
Boom!
The voice fell, and the big black man rumbling forward, hitting the little fat man with a punch.
Boom!
The little fat man fell to the ground and could hardly get up.
"Acceptance!" The black giant raised his head arrogantly, with a smug look on his face.
The black giant is a master of the ninth rank, he is naturally confident in his fists!
however!
"Who said I lost, come again!" The little fat man yelled when he got up from the ground.
boom! Bang bang bang!
The black giant was furious, full of anger, and kept swinging his fists.
however!
Until the black giant ran out of true energy, the little fat man still had nothing to do.
"What's the matter, you continue to fight, come hurt, grass!"
Seeing that the black giant couldn't get up tired, the little fat man flew up, and the black giant suddenly rose into the air, and fell below the ring.
"This battle, Xiao Yan, victory!" The old monk's voice sounded afterwards.
Wow!
When the voice fell, the black giant knelt directly on the ground, crying like a child.
Ugh!
All the heroes shook their heads, feeling worthless for the blacks.
Nima, this is also called fighting
During the whole process, the little fat man was beaten and didn't have the strength to fight back!
But the little fat man was like Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed, he was knocked down again and again, and got up again and again.
Amazing!
At this time, everyone finally understood why Yao Lao would accept the little fat boy as his disciple.
It turns out that this kid is really talented!
It's just that this talent is a talent for resistance, not attack power!
"I'm not convinced!"
Boom!
Another warrior jumped up to challenge the little fat man.
however!
Damn it!
Five minutes later, the martial artist was exhausted and was kicked off the ring by the little fat man.
Next, another three or five warriors, because they were not convinced, went to challenge Xiao Yan one after another, without exception of tragedy.
At this point, no one dared to challenge anymore.
In this way, in the midst of shouting and cursing, Xiao Yan obtained advanced qualifications and worshipped Dalin Temple as he wished.
"Next, 007, battle 213!" The old monk's old voice sounded again.
As soon as the voice fell, everyone's eyes gathered into running water, and they all looked at Deng Jiuling...