"Hey, Junior Brother Xu, your Beifeng contestants are still as few as usual this time." Four middle-aged men and women were sitting on the rostrum. The man sitting on the far left looked at the Beifeng competition area.
The deserted dozen or so people looked back at the fat face of Elder Xu next to them, smiled, and said jokingly: ".
If Wang Teng were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. When Wang Teng first entered the Holy Court, he competed with Elder Xu for the first seat of the East Peak, Zhao Tianji!
Next to Zhao Tianji, there were two middle-aged men and women sitting. One of the men was very thin, with a pair of small eyes shining with a hint of wisdom when he opened and closed them.
And he is the leader of the West Peak, Wu Xiong!
The last woman is quite beautiful, with her hair in a high bun, dignified and graceful, with a hint of majesty between her eyebrows. She is the leader of the South Peak, Li Zhi!
Elder Xu had also realized a long time ago that compared to the other three peaks, there were only a dozen or so people competing on his North Peak, which made Elder Xu feel quite embarrassed.
Hearing Zhao Tianji's words, Elder Xu felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. His fat face immediately turned red. He slapped the table and said angrily: "What's wrong, young master? These are my elites from Beifeng. All of them."
If you can fight one against ten, it's not like you just sending some cats and dogs to march and compete."
"One against ten?" Zhao Tianji looked up to the sky and laughed. Elder Xu also trembled, feeling that he had boasted too much.
"Junior Brother Xu, to put it bluntly, apart from that little girl Lingling, what else can you do in Beifeng?" Zhao Tianji smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Even Miss Lingling is also the dean.
Your Excellency personally trained him, which means that so far in your Beifeng, you can't even train a single disciple who can support your appearance, so how can you fight one against ten?"
"Hey, if I were you and brought such a big mountain gate into such a state of indolence, I would just kill it head-on, and I wouldn't be able to see anyone anymore."
"You...you...you..." Hearing Zhao Tianji's bitter sarcasm, Elder Xu gritted his teeth and shouted: "Except Lingling, I tell you, there will definitely be someone in the top ten in Beifeng this time."
A master, please keep your eyes open and watch carefully."
"Oh, let's wait and see." Zhao Tianji took a sip of tea, but his expression didn't seem to take it to heart. To reach the top ten, you must at least have the strength of the third level of a grandmaster.
In Beifeng, besides Lingling, where can I find such a master?
Although he didn't believe it, Zhao Tianji didn't bother to open his mouth and make any more taunts, because he knew that if his junior brother Xu's fiery temper really pissed off the other party, he might get angry and fight with him regardless of the occasion.
. Even if you are not afraid of him, it would be a very embarrassing thing for two leaders to fight in front of everyone.
…
Elder Xu bit back secretly, this damn bastard likes to ridicule himself every time, does he really think that he is easy to bully?
Reluctantly withdrawing the aura emanating from his body, Elder Xu noticed that many people in the audience were looking at him from his disciples. He coughed, pretended to straighten his clothes, did it calmly again, and took a sip. Like this
The plain appearance has nothing to do with the scene just now that looked like a shrew scolding the street.
Elder Xu touched his fat face and frowned. Although it felt good to brag about his awesomeness just now, looking back now, he is also a little distressed. After all, there is really no hope for Beifeng disciples to reach the top ten. If they can't do it,
That old bastard Zhao Tianji would inevitably ridicule and sneer at him.
Looking from a distance, at the dozens of figures in the Beifeng competition area, on the rostrum, Elder Xu's fat fingers were tapping on the table.
Apart from Lingling, the most powerful among the Beifeng disciples is Duanmu Ling. This little girl's talent is indeed excellent. She entered the Holy Academy less than ten years ago and is now on the verge of reaching the second level of Grandmaster.
If she is given time, her future achievements may not be worse than those of Nangong Jun, Gu Changfeng and others. But the disadvantage is that she is young. Although she has good potential, she wants to advance in such a high-scale competition.
10. The difficulties involved are not small.
Shaking his head, after excluding Duan Muling, Elder Xu felt disheartened. When he casually looked at the dozens of people in the Beifeng competition area, he was about to look away in disappointment, but his small eyes couldn't help but
He looked at the young man on the other side who was concentrating with his eyes closed!
When he saw the young man's indifferent expression, Elder Xu looked stunned, as if he had survived from a desperate situation, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes!
Yes, why did you forget this guy?
Wang Teng's talent was not inferior to others in their North Peak, or even in the entire Holy Courtyard. Elder Xu felt that he was no worse than anyone else.
"I hope this kid can bring me some surprises, otherwise my old face will be completely lost after the game." Elder Xu sighed softly, and gave a weak and wry smile. Although Wang Teng was defeated
Lu Ziyang was not a true representative, but he was stronger than Duan Muling. But at this time, he really had no choice but to put his hope on this little guy who was a little bit invisible.
Looking at the motionless young man in the competition area, Elder Xu couldn't help but have a faint strange look in his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that this progress was enough to shock the little guy in the Holy Court, as if he was wrapped in a
It's like a layer of mist, no one has ever seen it, all his strength...
…
when!
Suddenly, a huge bell rang in the sky, echoing slowly. As the bell rang, the originally noisy surroundings became slightly quieter.
In the competition area, Wang Teng, who was closing his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, but he couldn't help but feel shocked!
Not long after the bell fell, a brilliant glow appeared in the misty sky.
In the clouds, the glow is surging. Through the glow, you can vaguely see the figure of a majestic middle-aged man. Standing in the clouds, like an immortal mountain, he has the aura of dominion over the world, which makes people want to kneel down.
Come down!
"See the dean?" After seeing this middle-aged man, everyone in the crowded square immediately stood up and shouted in unison. The loud voice almost shook away the clouds in the sky.
"Imperial power... Is the dean a peerless master in the realm of Emperor Wu!" Smelling the sky, the middle-aged man naturally exuded an aura like an emperor, and Wang Teng was immediately shocked.
