Lei Gang's face instantly stiffened. Thinking of the terrifying cracks caused by the old man's kick, Lei Gang was horrified in his heart. He glanced at the intact avenue, swallowed his saliva, and quickly refused: "Senior, no, the kid is already here."
I've seen it, but I still don't want to practice!" Lei Gang couldn't express the pain in his heart. He had already practiced the "Five Elements Body Cultivation". How could he still practice the "Physical Cultivation Technique"? And he had practiced the "Five Elements Body Cultivation".
I couldn't tell it easily, so I had to hide it.
The old man stared at Lei Gang with his eyes wide open, his turbid eyes flashed, and he even looked angry. He said angrily: "Boy, don't be ignorant, do you believe it or not? As long as I come forward and say that I want to find an apprentice, whoever comes to become my disciple
Together they can encircle the central world!"
Lei Gang stagnated. How many people should be connected together to form a circle around the central circle? A Jianzhou is so big, let alone the other four major states. However, thinking of the power of the old man, Lei Gang felt in his heart
After a moment of concentration, he looked at the rickety old man carefully again, feeling slightly tempted in his heart, but...
Seeing the change in Lei Gang's face, the rickety old man felt happy in his heart, and added to his jealousy again: "Boy, as long as you worship me as your teacher, then I will teach you all the "Physical Cultivation Techniques". In the future, it will not be difficult for you to reach my level."
How?" The old man stared at Lei Gang, his eyes full of expectation. He was seventeen years old, and his strength reached the second level. There are no such geniuses in his own clan. Even if he practiced the "Physical Cultivation Technique", he would not be able to do it at the age of ten.
Having reached this point at the age of seven, not to mention that this young man may not have practiced any more, the old man has already decided that Lei Gang is the best candidate to practice the "Physical Cultivation Technique" and decided to accept Lei Gang as his disciple.
Lei Gang glanced at the old man who was spitting, shook his head again and said: "Senior, I don't want to practice any more! You should find someone else." After saying that, Lei Gang quickly turned around and ran towards where he lived.
Go, at this time, your top priority is to quickly comprehend the nine postures of opening the sky.
The old man stared blankly at Lei Gang's retreating figure, his gray hair gradually began to tremble, and his whole rickety body trembled with anger. Over the years, he has not been able to fall in love with many people who want to worship him.
There are countless teachers. At this time, I lowered my status and wanted this kid to become my teacher, but he was rejected twice in a row, which almost made the old man's lungs explode with anger.
"Boy, don't run away. If you don't accept me as your teacher, ah! I swear I won't give up!" the rickety old man shouted angrily. Bole is common, but a thousand-mile horse is rare. However, I have never been able to show myself that I am a Bole.
The old man had fallen in love with the thousand-mile horse, and now he had fallen in love with one. How could the old man give up so easily? With a sway of his body, the old man disappeared from the spot.
Lei Gang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the figure who was not chasing him, quickly opened the door, flashed into the room, and quickly closed the door. Looking at Zi Yun who was standing in the room in a daze, Lei Gang felt happy in his heart.
, every time he sees Zi Yun, Lei Gang will be happy in his heart. If he hadn't seen her that time, he might not be used to it.
Zi Yun turned her head slightly and looked at Lei Gang with complicated eyes. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Lei Gang?"
Lei Gang grinned and said: "It's okay, Ziyun, it's not my turn yet, I will master the Nine Open Heaven Styles now, so that I can have a chance to enter the top three!"
Zi Yun nodded, Lei Gang slowly sat down cross-legged, and his spiritual consciousness entered his mind...
Zi Yun slowly sat down cross-legged, her autumn eyes quietly looking at Lei Gang's steady face, as if she wanted to carve this face into her heart.
"Maybe if we say goodbye this time, we may never see each other again. Thank you for giving me a beautiful memory over the years." Zi Yun murmured softly in her heart. A drop of helplessness, pain, and reluctance. Tears fell like pearls from Ziyun's flawless face...
The competition at the exchange conference is in full swing, and not every battle is like a magic cloud, ending in one move.
The first round of screening has been going on for three days...
"Number 999, please come on stage!" The middle-aged man in red on Channel 9 opened his eyes and shouted.
A handsome young man in white jumped onto the ring gracefully, holding a spiritual sword and scanning the surroundings with arrogant eyes, waiting for his opponent. After a while, the middle-aged man in red swept his eyes across many disciples and raised his voice again He said: "Contestant No. 999, please come on!" The loud voice echoed in this huge empty space.
Many disciples looked around, and some even sneered disdainfully: "I don't know who it is. Isn't he afraid of Senior Brother Zhenfeng?"
"Haha, the disciple of that small sect must have been lucky enough to qualify for the competition. He got the number 999. When he saw that his opponent was my brother Zhenfeng from the Gangzhen sect, he didn't dare to play!" A voice of disdain. There is an endless stream.
"Contestant No. 999 comes on. If you don't play, you will give up your qualifications for the exchange conference!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with disdain, and his voice rose again.
"Haha, senior, that person may not dare to go on the field. Hurry up and declare that Brother Zhenfeng wins without a fight!" A disciple of the Gangzhen Sect laughed loudly. The disciple who lost the previous competition was even more secretly resentful. Why don't you get the number 999? Then you won't lose.
The middle-aged man in red swept across the audience again and raised his voice: "Contestant No. 999 canceled the exchange meeting..."
"Wait a minute!" a loud shout rang out, and a tall and straight man came quickly from the direction of the avenue. With a sway of his body, he actually jumped onto the ring while everyone was amazed.
"This... what speed is this?" Many disciples asked in horror. They wiped their eyes and looked at the place where the man had just appeared and then at the ring. There was at least a thousand meters between them. How many meters was there? Arriving at the arena in the blink of an eye?
Lei Gang, who was standing on the ring, let out a breath. The secret message came just in time. Lei Gang had just woken up and rushed to the competition site. Although Lei Gang didn't know how long he had been practicing, he had a general idea in his heart, so he ran wildly. Came here, just in time to catch up, what surprised Lei Gang slightly was that he didn't see Zi Yun after he woke up.
The middle-aged man in red glared at Lei Gang, then waved his right hand, the barrier enveloped the No. 9 arena, and closed his eyes again.
Zhenfeng carefully looked at the young man who suddenly jumped up, feeling a little surprised in his heart. The speed of Lei Gang just now made Zhenfeng sigh to himself. He originally thought that he would win without a fight, but now an unfathomable opponent came. However, Zhenfeng is a master of the Gangshi level and has a very arrogant mentality. Naturally, he will not be his opponent with this young man who is somewhat fast. Immediately, he smiled warmly and said: "Gangzhenmen, Zhenfeng!"
Lei Gang grinned and said: "Jiangangmen, Lei Gang!"
As soon as Lei Gang appeared on the stage, he attracted the attention of Jian Gang Sect disciples. Their eyes originally looking at other arenas also turned to Lei Gang. The battle between Lei Gang, Jian Tu and Jian Chen left a deep impression on them, especially Jian Chen.
Looking at the arrogance on Zhenfeng's face, he sneered and closed his eyes again. Among the crowd, Dao Tu and Yin Li all looked at Lei Gang. Except for Dao Tu and Yin Li, the others
The disciples of the Sword Cauldron Sect were all just watching a show. They thought about how far that waste could have grown today.
Lianxu and Danchen stood together, looking at Lei Gang, but their eyes towards Zhenfeng showed more pity.
In the Demon Refining Gate, Mo Yun, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lei Gang's tall and tall figure. His eyes flashed sharply and he stared closely at Arena No. 9.
As for Gang Zhen Sect, Zhen Gang, the number one member of the younger generation, stared at Lei Gang with his eyes slightly startled, then flashed with a strange light.
Lei Gang's appearance attracted the attention of many young and powerful men from various sects.
Zhen Feng looked at Lei Gang carefully with his eyes again. He obviously didn't expect that Lei Gang would be a disciple of Jian Gang Sect. He immediately smiled and said, "Junior brother Lei Gang, please be merciful." Suddenly, in Zhen Feng's hand, the
The spiritual sword suddenly rose up and stabbed Lei Gang like a spiritual snake.
Lei Gang was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhenfeng, who had a gentle face just now, would suddenly explode. Lei Gang was not angry, and instantly launched his huge virtual sword without resisting. He waved his hands and placed the virtual sword flat on Lei Gang.
His chest, nearly two feet wide, perfectly blocked Lei Gang's figure.
"Ding..." There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, sparks bloomed, Lei Gang's body was like Mount Tai, motionless, but Zhenfeng took a few steps back, and stabbed the huge sword with a powerful sword,
How could this Lei Gang not have any backlash?
"Senior Brother Zhenfeng, I hope you will be merciful." Lei Gang grinned, grabbed the hilt of the virtual sword with both hands and suddenly turned, his body jumped, and the huge virtual sword in Lei Gang's hand was like a wooden sword, sweeping across Zhenfeng.
"Hey" Lian Xu looked at the Xu sword in Lei Gang's hand and made a sound of surprise.
"What's wrong?" Dan Chen turned his head and looked at Lianxu, who had a cold face and sharp eyes.
"No, why do I feel that Lei Gang's virtual sword has become stronger?" Lianxu whispered.
"How is that possible? You personally refined the virtual sword. Could it be that Lei Gang can strengthen it?" Dan Chen laughed in a low voice.
Lianxu did not answer, his eyes were fixed on the Xu sword in Lei Gang's hand, and he began to think a little.
Zhenfeng's heart skipped a beat, and his face became weird. The sound of the fierce wind and hunting sounded in his ears. Zhenfeng didn't dare to think about whether he would still be dead if this sword was swept over his body. He jumped and shouted loudly.
: "The third form of the Water Sword Technique!" The spiritual sword in his hand instantly glowed with light blue light. If you can see carefully, the spiritual sword in Zhenfeng's hand is now covered with a lot of water drops.
Lei Gang retracted the virtual sword, and the sweep failed, but Lei Gang was not in a hurry. He bent his body slightly, formed a bow shape, and suddenly shot towards the true peak, but the virtual sword erupted with a faint green light in Lei Gang's hand, and he was wrapped in linen.
The flexing muscles surged instantly, and all the strength in his body surged towards Lei Gang's hands.
"The fifth form of Kaitian!" Lei Gang looked at Zhenfeng and suddenly grinned, shouting inwardly.
"Bang" the two swords intersected, a harsh metallic sound erupted, and the barrier covering Arena No. 9 also became turbulent.
"Pfft" Zhenfeng flew backwards, and the spirit sword in his hand unexpectedly broke free from his hand. Zhenfeng only felt his hands were numb, and then a terrifying force shook him and he flew backwards. His throat felt sweet, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.
It sprayed out, sprinkled in the air, and started to rain blood.
Lei Gang fell slowly, his eyes fixed on Zhenfeng, but his face was indifferent. Zhenfeng fell to the ground, obviously not believing that he was seriously injured. He struggled and wanted to stand up, but found that his whole body was sore and numb, and his whole body was numb.
I couldn't use my strength, so I had to lie on the ground and stare at Lei Gang...
"Lei Gang wins this game!" The middle-aged man in red with his eyes closed opened his eyes and shouted. After looking at Lei Gang, he shouted again: "Invite contestant No. 1000 to the stage!"