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Although Xindu is good, it is somewhere between Fanwu and Wujie, where can it be compared with Wumen Xianmen, so many of the residents are still resident and want to go to Wujie, even if this generation does not work, they also hope for the next generation .

This is the same as the university entrance exam. Wujie Xianmen is a legendary university. If you can get the opportunity of further education, the future will be bright.

However, there are only four recruits this time.

Seeing this posture, Su Hang knows that the exam is coming, and I am afraid that it will be necessary for them to perform the show.

"Because the quota is limited, so for a while, depending on the ability, depending on the opportunity."

Lin Zhiqiu said a simple sentence, and then ordered it, some servants moved to the seat, listed above the high-level, and everyone sat down.

The so-called ability depends on the opportunity, and you can think of it without asking. It is a simple and rude competition.

Several of the Wang fried were really suffocated. No one ignored them at all. It seemed that they didn't matter. The cold reception was really unbearable.

The site of the contest also vacated early, a large open space.

Before the start of the competition, a ray of light on the high-end rose slowly. He was an old bald head, a master of virtue in Miyin Temple.

White beard, white eyebrows, especially those two eyebrows, blowing on the face for a long time, the whole person looks as if he has been dead for years, and will hang at any time.

"I heard that Fanjie also came a few young people"

The old monk's voice was trembling and very gentle, but everyone on the scene could hear clearly, just like the spring rain invaded his heart and spleen, and he almost didn't let Wang Biao and others burst into anger.

Seeing pity, I finally noticed us.

Wang Zuo and others were almost moved to cry. The image of the bald old monk became cute in their eyes. How long did he wait for this moment.

Many people looked at this insignificant corner, and a few people from Su Hang suddenly became noticeable.

Several people took a deep breath. Ready to stand out and get some limelight.

Unfortunately, at this time, the old monk spoke again, "I heard there was a man who came out of the Temple of King Kong. Little Sha Mi named Little Toad, I don't know where it is."

With that said, the old monk's eyes also looked far at the group of people from Suhang.

Wang Zuo and others were stunned. Why did Nima just call the little toad and treat it differently?

The little toad was named. There was also some confusion. He looked at Su Hang subconsciously. Su Hang reached out and gently patted on the shoulder of the little toad. "Go, don't be afraid."

"Ok."

The little toad nodded, carrying the huge wooden fish on his back, and quickly ran to the center of the square. He made a beckoning to the higher order. "Little toad met senior."

The voice is still a bit childish and the gesture is a little funny. The person next to him looked at it, but no one could laugh. I'm afraid he was proficient in watching this little guy. "The little toad is quite modest." It was just that he had read all the scriptures in the Vajrasattva Sutra of the King Kong Temple, and it was like a stream. "

Talent

The first half of the sentence said so humble. But in the second half of the sentence, I almost made a blockbuster. Is Nima still a human?

Devil, where's the devil

Even Wang Zong and others are also put on the ground.

The old monk listened, but on the contrary, he was not surprised. It can be said that he came this time for the little guy, the words of the little toad, it sounds incredible to others, but the old monk is very clear, the little toad is already very humble This little guy not only knows how to remember, but most of them have already mastered it, and he has repaired dozens of magical skills. At least in the realm, he is already a master.

At a young age, they have such cultivation practices. If they take time, they will become great weapons, and the most important thing is his superb understanding of Buddhism, which is simply the Buddha given to him by God.

"You come to me." The old monk beckoned directly at the little toad, and his hands were trembling despite the height.

The little toad looked up, and there was no doubt about him. He carried the big wooden fish and climbed up the stone steps. Everyone saw the little figure, full of envy.

Several other old ladies and old ladies didn't mean to cross a foot. After all, the little toad was a Buddha cultivator, and the virtuous monk who was present was a Buddha cultivator.

Some people are envious of the little toad entering the Immortal Gate, but others are envious of the Miyin Temple, accepting such a demon disciple.

Shude directly let the little toad sit beside him, but the little toad was a bit confused. Until now, he did not know that there was such a thing as a teacher.

Next, the text is gone. Wang Zuo and others all have a hard face. They thought they had the opportunity to show their faces. Unexpectedly, all the opportunities to show their faces let the little frogs **** it away.

It seems that the martial arts can't escape anyway. Looking at the eyes of those geniuses who are like wolves and tigers, several of Wang Wang's faces are bitter.

Except that the little toad was signed directly, the rest had to perform the show, and only in the contest to let the above senior Xianmen pretend to be taken, can they be taken away.

There were eight people from the outside. Apart from the little toad, there were only seven Su Hang, plus the young masters of Fengdu, there were a total of forty-three people.

Of course, don’t imagine that the young masters of this city are too strong. At their age, it is difficult to reach the innate. Su Hang took a look around, that is, the eldest son Lin Hong and another young man named Hong Wu People are beyond the realm of martial arts. The rest of the martial arts have very few ninth grades, and most of them are hovering above the fifth grade martial arts.

Therefore, the realm of Wang Bo and Min Tianhao is still very dominant and has a good chance.

The competition soon began, and a group of young people could not wait to play, or barbaric, or Sven's battle, and they were very happy.

Su Hang sat in the corner tasting melons and fruits, admiring the competitions in the field on his own. When he encountered a magnificent and beautiful move, or a powerful one, he recorded the data with the system and waited for interest later. Extract learning.

The guests were also interested in it, and Quan Dang was a pastime after dinner.

Soon, Min Tianhao came on the court, defeated two people, and was successfully taken by the elders of Tianshui Pavilion Yongquan.

Min Tianhao was ecstatic, and when he returned to his seat, he was a little more proud.

"Grass egg."

Wang fried a bite, and even Min Tianhao was taken into the door by Tianshui Pavilion, can he still fall behind?

Immediately, he stood up on the table, took out his black iron ruler, and jumped directly into the field.

The quota of students in each school is limited. For example, in Nayin Temple, only a small toad was accepted, and it no longer meant the purpose of collecting disciples. If you played late, you might not even have soup.

"Brother Su, don't you go?"

Min Tianhao won the prize, and his tone was a little bit excited. Although he didn’t know what grade Tianshui Pavilion was in Wujie, this time there were too few immortal gates. As long as he could enter Wujie, he was already thankful.

Su Hang shook his head. "I don't want to go to the teacher anymore. Why bother with that? It's better to be a quiet beautiful man."

"Alas, that's a pity. With Brother Su's strength, if he shots, I'm afraid that several major schools will have to grab the request." Min Tianhao said regretfully, and now he was settled, so he regretted for Su Hang, If it is before the competition, I am afraid that the Soviet Union will play.

"Brother Min has a reputation." Su Hang shook his head, his eyes fell on the field, Wang Wangbo's figure, "Let's see Brother Wang's performance."

Min Tianhao glanced back, and a trace of contempt flashed involuntarily, "Oh, if those seniors would definitely not choose this pig-shaped monster, it would be detrimental to the image."

Su Hang smiled, "You can't say that. Brother Wang's behavior is arrogant, but he is also a temperament."

Min Tianhao listened, and the corners of his mouth bent a little arc, "Brother Su said well, this pig monster has a stunt. If it is exhibited, I am afraid that the innate masters will have to make concessions. heart of."

"Well"

Su Hang froze for a moment. This Min Tianhao actually had a time when he thought he was not as good as Wang Wang.

His eyes fell on Wang Zong's body, his stunt was enough to hurt the innate master, what stunt

Su Hang checked the information about the Wang bombing, and it was a sapling of the earth, a month and a half, and I didn’t know which Min Tianhao said

In the field.

It is a young man named Yu Tong, who is about 30 years old, and is a native of Yudu. I don’t know who is the descendant of a strong man. The same is the realm of martial arts Jipin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It looks rough and makes a silver ring sword.

Yu Tong's knife is fierce, and he has lost three people in a row. Although the master of the sword knife can be seen to be a bit tempted, he has not yet spoken of Yu Tong's name. It seems that he still wants to test him again.

Competing is not just about competing, it is more about talents. High realm does not necessarily mean high talents, there are also age restrictions, or some of them are simply piled up by immortals, and they are not talents at all.

By comparison, this Yu Tong's age is indeed a bit too large. Although he lost several people in a row, several of them on stage still wanted to take a look.

This whole is a good voice of Huaxia, er, no, it should be the scene of a good expert in Huaxia. Whether it can attract the mentor to turn around, it is only their own ability.

Yu Tong made the name of the sword method very domineering, called the split sky sword method, it was even more domineering to play, wide open and wide open, quite open, and more and more fierce, and the previous few opponents, in the hands of Yu Tong, Almost never survived ten rounds. To be continued.

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