(Includes anti-theft chapters, replaced in 40 minutes)

"Good at it?" Wang Zhusheng was stunned when he heard this.

He entered Beihan Pavilion two years ago, and Tuoba Xun participated in the first-level ceremony three years ago, so he didn't know what happened at the first-level ceremony that year.

In addition, he thought he was from a low-level background and had a low level, so he would basically die in the first round of the first round of participating in the first-level ceremony. He just wanted to save his life to repay his benefactor and had no other ambitions. So even though he had just been promoted to the seventh level this year, he had never had the idea of ​​participating in the first-level ceremony and had never understood the relevant matters.

Whether it is the first-level ceremony or the middle-level ceremony, the most famous ones are the last round of battles, and other rounds are not famous in countries outside of Southern Chu.

In other words, most people don’t know what the person in the second round of the Southern Chu Early Ceremony will compare. Because the Northern Wei Saint led the team to participate in the early ceremony, he has heard about what happened in the previous rounds, but what will happen later...

"Senior Brother, what exactly is the comparison of this second round?" Wang Zhusheng asked.

"What?" Tuoba Xun laughed, "You can't guess it, do you?"

"After all, in my eyes, senior brother, you are good at everything," Wang Zhusheng said with true feelings as he looked at Tuoba Xun.

"Then you are too proud of me," Tuoba Xun smiled when he heard this. "If you don't mention other countries, just say that among the practitioners who have come to Beihan Pavilion, I am not as good as Zhaohuajun in terms of realm, I am not as good as Yelu Hua in terms of talent and appearance, and I am not as good as Meng Shi in terms of swordsmanship, and I am not as good as Meng Shi in terms of swordsmanship. I am good at everything."

Wang Zhusheng felt nervous when he heard this. These are indeed true. In the past ten years, many talents emerged in the cultivation world. He had seen all the people Tuoba Xun said except for the mysterious Zhaohuajun, but...

"Talented appearance..." His expression was a little hard to describe. He was easy to understand the realm sword technique mentioned before, but why did he still have appearance?

"Just kidding," Tuoba Xun laughed when he felt his helplessness, "After all, Guanghua's face is so easy to impress."

"Indeed." Although this standard is a bit strange when it comes to practicing swordsmanship, no one will be impressed when talking about the face of Yelu Hua, one of the six princes of the Warring States Period, Guanghua, one of the eldest grandson of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and the sun and the sun are still bright.

The son of the sun, Jeluva.

Before coming to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he heard this name from a teahouse and restaurant, and felt that the Northern Wei people were indeed from barbarians who had never seen the world, so they dared to put such a name on a young master.

(Theft is anti-theft later)

"Good at it?" Wang Zhusheng was stunned when he heard this. He entered Beihan Pavilion two years ago, and Tuoba Xun participated in the first-level ceremony three years ago, so he didn't know what happened at the first-level ceremony that year.

In addition, he thought he was from a low-level background and had a low level, so he would basically die in the first round of the first round of participating in the first-level ceremony. He just wanted to save his life to repay his benefactor and had no other ambitions. So even though he had just been promoted to the seventh level this year, he had never had the idea of ​​participating in the first-level ceremony and had never understood the relevant matters.

Whether it is the first-level ceremony or the middle-level ceremony, the most famous ones are the last round of battles, and other rounds are not famous in countries outside of Southern Chu.

In other words, most people don’t know what the person in the second round of the Southern Chu Early Ceremony will compare. Because the Northern Wei Saint led the team to participate in the early ceremony, he has heard about what happened in the previous rounds, but what will happen later...

"Senior Brother, what exactly is the comparison of this second round?" Wang Zhusheng asked.

"What?" Tuoba Xun laughed, "You can't guess it, right?" "Good at it?" Wang Zhusheng was stunned when he heard this. He entered Beihan Pavilion two years ago, and Tuoba Xun participated in the first-level ceremony three years ago, so he didn't know what happened at the first-level ceremony that year.

In addition, he thought he was from a low-level background and had a low level, so he would basically die in the first round of the first round of participating in the first-level ceremony. He just wanted to save his life to repay his benefactor and had no other ambitions. So even though he had just been promoted to the seventh level this year, he had never had the idea of ​​participating in the first-level ceremony and had never understood the relevant matters.

Whether it is the first-level ceremony or the middle-level ceremony, the most famous ones are the last round of battles, and other rounds are not famous in countries outside of Southern Chu.

In other words, most people don’t know what the person in the second round of the Southern Chu Early Ceremony will compare. Because the Northern Wei Saint led the team to participate in the early ceremony, he has heard about what happened in the previous rounds, but what will happen later...

"Senior Brother, what exactly is the comparison of this second round?" Wang Zhusheng asked.

"What?" Tuoba Xun laughed, "You can't guess it, do you?"

"After all, in my eyes, senior brother, you are good at everything," Wang Zhusheng said with true feelings as he looked at Tuoba Xun.

"Then you are too proud of me," Tuoba Xun smiled when he heard this. "If you don't mention other countries, just say that among the practitioners who have come to Beihan Pavilion, I am not as good as Zhaohuajun in terms of realm, I am not as good as Yelu Hua in terms of talent and appearance, and I am not as good as Meng Shi in terms of swordsmanship, and I am not as good as Meng Shi in terms of swordsmanship. I am good at everything."

Wang Zhusheng felt nervous when he heard this. These are indeed true. In the past ten years, many talents emerged in the cultivation world. He had seen all the people Tuoba Xun said except for the mysterious Zhaohuajun, but...

"Talented appearance..." His expression was a little hard to describe. He was easy to understand the realm sword technique mentioned before, but why did he still have appearance?

"Just kidding," Tuoba Xun laughed when he felt his helplessness, "After all, Guanghua's face is so easy to impress."

"Indeed." Although this standard is a bit strange when it comes to practicing swordsmanship, no one will be impressed when talking about the face of Yelu Hua, one of the six princes of the Warring States Period, Guanghua, one of the eldest grandson of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and the sun and the sun are still bright.

The son of the sun, Jeluva.

Before coming to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he heard this name from a teahouse and restaurant, and felt that the Northern Wei people were indeed from barbarians who had never seen the world, so they dared to put such a name on a young master.

"After all, in my eyes, senior brother, you are good at everything," Wang Zhusheng said with true feelings as he looked at Tuoba Xun.

"Then you are too proud of me," Tuoba Xun smiled when he heard this. "If you don't mention other countries, just say that among the practitioners who have come to Beihan Pavilion, I am not as good as Zhaohuajun in terms of realm, I am not as good as Yelu Hua in terms of talent and appearance, and I am not as good as Meng Shi in terms of swordsmanship, and I am not as good as Meng Shi in terms of swordsmanship. I am good at everything."

Wang Zhusheng felt nervous when he heard this. These are indeed true. In the past ten years, many talents emerged in the cultivation world. He had seen all the people Tuoba Xun said except for the mysterious Zhaohuajun, but...

"Talented appearance..." His expression was a little hard to describe. He was easy to understand the realm sword technique mentioned before, but why did he still have appearance?

"Just kidding," Tuoba Xun laughed when he felt his helplessness, "After all, Guanghua's face is so easy to impress."

"Indeed." Although this standard is a bit strange when it comes to practicing swordsmanship, no one will be impressed when talking about the face of Yelu Hua, one of the six princes of the Warring States Period, Guanghua, one of the eldest grandson of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and the sun and the sun are still bright.

The son of the sun, Jeluva.
Chapter completed!