"call!"
"call!"
In Tianwei's secret territory, Ye Xingchen squatted on the ground, sweat dripping down his chin.
"Little...boy..."
In the distance, Demon Hua Lu Bu sat cross-legged on the ground, his canthus tearing open and he said, "Return my equipment!"
Judging from the bumpy situation on the Hulaoguan battlefield, the two should have fought for a long time, and they seemed to be exhausted.
"cut."
Ye Xingchen stood up, then took Fang Tian's painting halberd and suit back, turned around and disappeared in place.
Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "Next time, you will definitely lose."
five years.
He challenged to demonize Lu Bu for five years.
From being abused at the beginning, to barely supporting, then losing, and now supporting at the end, Ye Xingchen has been improving almost every moment.
only.
It was the same situation as Xiao Zuiji.
Always stuck at the peak level of truth-seeking realm without breaking through.
There is no way, if you want to step into the half-step secret, you need too much opportunity, and it doesn't mean that you can improve it by working hard.
"This guy… "
Watching Ye Xingchen leave, the demonized Lu Bu lay down on the ground as if discouraged, and said unwillingly: "Every time is getting stronger, there is nothing he can do about it."
It mainly suffers from lack of equipment, and the loss of equipment being worn by the opponent. Otherwise, after another five years of fighting, the opponent will still be blown away.
"call out"
Outside the secret, Ye Xingchen was teleported out. He originally planned to take a cold shower, but when he heard the suzerain shout, he immediately gave up the idea and went to the main hall.
On the martial arts arena.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others had already arrived, standing with their heads held high.
In the past five years, many disciples have not obtained any great opportunities, and their realm has always been stuck at the peak truth-seeking state, but there has been a huge change in both breath and temperament.
Counting their ages, most of them are already five years old, but because the lifespan of Gaowu World is tens of thousands of years, they are still very young and still look vigorous.
"call out!"
"call out!"
After a while, Su Xiaomo took Xia Shuiyun's hand and flew over, then returned to the spot she had set aside, and smiled at her fellow disciple.
We have been in contact for a long time, and we don't speak polite words, it's all in the eyes of mutual trust.
"call!"
A gust of cold air blew, and Lu Qianqian, who was dressed in white and snow-covered, landed at the front of the group.
Just like Xiaoduo complained in the previous chapter, the time has not left traces on Jun Chang's smiling face because his face is too thick, but this big disciple who is as cold as snow has really not changed at all, maybe... because his face is too cold.
"call out!"
"call out!"
After a while, Long Ziyang, Li Shangtian and other disciples all came.
There are forty or fifty people, so I won't list their names one by one, so as not to be called water again.
All in all, everyone who participated in the cosmic jihad must have a name and surname, and whether they can be shown in the camera depends on the situation, such as Jingzhi and Mao Xiaodao, who may be called to make up the name.
"Is everyone here?" Jun Chang said with a smile.
"It's all here!"
"Set off!"
Jun Chang smiled and flicked his show, and strode out of the mountain gate.
Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and other disciples followed closely behind. Because there were more people and the momentum was stronger, the scene was quite shocking.
"strangeness."
Wei Lao said with a puzzled expression: "It's fine to pass it on directly, why do you have to take your disciples out of the sect?"
…
Crossing Tiancheng.
Because the day the qualifiers started, the streets were crowded with people.
In the central area of the urban area, a competition stage and an audience stage have been temporarily set up at the former registration location, and contestants are going through the admission procedures one after another.
"Master Gu."
Li Renfu, the head of Dutianjie District, was puzzled and said, "Where are the people from the Wangu Sect?"
"Don't worry."
Gu Tianxing, who was sitting in the highest specification spectator seats, said: "On the way."
"oh."
Li Renfu was silent for a while, and said: "Master Gu, I don't know if Li has something to say."
"Speak." Gu Tianxing said.
Li Renfu said: "The cosmic jihad is the highest-level genius competition in the entire upper universe. It's a bit of a joke that the emperor you brought earlier had so many disciples to participate."
"Whether it's a child's play or not, you will only know if you fight."
Gu Tianxing also thinks that Jun Changxiao is too hasty, but since he has signed up and is about to start, he can only choose to believe.
not to mention.
In the past five years since his son left, although he has not broken through half a step, he has already entered the peak of seeking truth. A few good talents.
When it comes to Gu Zhaoxi not to mention it, this guy's realm and size can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.
Not long after he was born, he was tortured by Gu Tianxing with all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures, and then he concentrated on practicing in Wanguzong for five years. It is normal to break through to this level.
Regrettably.
The promise he made to leave the Heaven Crossing Realm was not fulfilled.
This is no wonder to him, after all the core disciples have been stuck for five years.
If you have to blame, then blame the remaining and the system, one is not activated, and the other does not produce good things.
…
"Master Chu is here!"
At this moment, shouts sounded outside the venue, causing all warriors to look back.
"call out!"
In the field of vision, six burly warriors flew from mid-air carrying luxurious sedan chairs, and then stopped firmly at the entrance.
"Master Gu."
Li Renfu hurriedly said: "It's the first day we've crossed the heaven, and I'm going to entertain you."
"Go."
Gu Tianxing nodded, looked at the man in brocade clothes who walked out of the favored son, and secretly said: "This little guy is stronger than a hundred years ago. I wonder if the disciple of the Wangu Sect named Ye Xingchen can defeat him?"
Chu elegy.
The well-deserved number one genius in crossing the heaven realm.
No matter what kind of sword or knife he had before, he was still a younger brother in front of him.
Especially a hundred years ago, in the genius competition held by Dutianjie, all the way to the finals, no matter what level of opponents they encountered, they could be settled with one move, so it was also called Chu's one move.
Different from a traffic genius like Gui Yuhuan, Chu Elegy needs good looks and strength. He can be described as a genuine acting genius, especially when he lives in seclusion on weekdays. Therefore, there are only legends about him in the world, but it is rare for the world to see him once.
"No suspense."
"Master Chu must be number one!"
"The other contestants can only compete for second place."
"It's hard to say. Five years ago, that young man with a bad face was able to beat Gui Yuhuan. I'm afraid it will bring trouble to Mr. Chu."
"Tch, Mr. Chu took part in the genius competition back then and won the championship all the way to the final. How can that guy compare with him?"
After Chu Elegy entered the competition venue, the warriors scrambled to discuss, their words full of envy and admiration.
If a person is excellent, he may be envied by others. If a person is excellent to the extreme, it will only make others feel awe and even feel ashamed.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of verbs came from the main street, and the passers-by were so shocked that they gave way and looked back with stunned expressions.
Because the camera is placed on the ground, the lens is facing the other end of the street. Accompanied by the superstar bgm in troubled times, heads first emerge, and then stalwart figures emerge, and finally walk past the camera.
"tread!"
"tread!"
Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, Xiao Zuiji, Ye Xingchen, He Wudi and other disciples lined up at the entrance.
(The animator must remember that slow motion must be used here. From the appearance of the disciples of the Wangu sect to the stop, close-up shots of passers-by and warriors must be made, and they must always maintain a frozen and surprised appearance, otherwise the effect will not be achieved.)
"brush!"
The windbreaker swept across the camera, and Jun Changxiao, who followed the melody and walked in Doflamingo's footwork, stopped in front of the disciples. He took off his sunglasses, breathed out a smoke ring, then spread his thighs, spread his hands, and smiled strangely Said: "Today's qualifiers, my Wan Guzong has reserved the field!"