"Just look at those who are over fifty. Who is not a piece of meat these days?"
"Although I may look a little mature in appearance, I am full of youth and vitality in my heart!"
The old man's face was full of arrogance, and he was not embarrassed at all. He was even more thick-skinned than the old beggar.
Seeing the old man's unyielding appearance, Li Xiaobai cursed in his heart. He felt that his lower limit was constantly being refreshed. A piece of old bacon was acting cute and pretending to be a young meat in front of him. It was really eye-catching.
You are not blind, but you are just a rotten old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair, and you actually claim to be a young talent. Where is your face?
"Haha, new wine in old bottles. I am over fifty but still maintain a pure heart. I really admire you."
Li Xiaobai pinched his nose and forced out a few words through his teeth.
"It's natural. I've always been informal. Mr. Li doesn't need to call me senior. We are the same generation, so just call me Brother Zhang."
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, already beginning to fantasize about how to defeat his opponent in the ring.
He is truly a strong man in the divine transformation stage, and cannot be compared to Zhang Lao and his ilk. As long as he enters the ring, he is absolutely sure to kill his opponent.
All talk about first-tier geniuses is nonsense. At this age and stage, how could a young genius randomly appear and become a master in the tribulation stage?
"Haha, Brother Zhang, I would like to ask how we are going to compete. Do we need to find an arena for a fair competition?"
Li Xiaobai suppressed the nausea and discomfort in his heart and asked calmly.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. There is a ring built in my Zhang family. In my opinion, how about the two of you competing here?"
"The head of this family can guarantee fairness, justice and openness!"
The head of the Zhang family said in a timely manner.
"That's good. It saves a lot of trouble. Brother Zhang, please."
Li Xiaobai smiled lightly and said, the Zhang family thought they were sure of themselves, but they didn't know that all these preparations were just trapping themselves.
Building an arena in the Zhang family for competitions should be a common method for killing outside opponents. After all, it is within the family and we are all members of the family. The outside world will not find out if they engage in a big fight. Even if someone sees it, it can be explained that it is the family disciples performing martial arts.
It wasn't that there was a dispute.
I think there are many monks who have died on the Zhang family's ring, but unfortunately, this time, it will only be the opponent who dies on the ring.
"Master Li, please!"
The old man was very confident and took the lead out of the hall, heading towards the depths of the bamboo forest.
Deep in the bamboo forest behind the main hall is a mountain range. There are more than one arena here. Every few tens of meters there is a stone platform with a radius of several hundred meters. It should be used for daily battles between disciples.
Following the old man's twists and turns, he came to a blood-stained arena.
The old man smiled and said: "Sir, how about we compete in this arena?"
Looking at the arena in front of him, Li Xiaobai's expression darkened. This was probably the place where the Zhang family used to slaughter monks. It could be seen that there were signs of repeated cleaning on this arena, but because the blood stains accumulated on it were too large,
So much that it is difficult to clean.
Large areas of scarlet color have even penetrated into the stone platform.
It is unimaginable how many monks have died and how many dead souls have gathered on this arena.
"Okay, please, Brother Zhang!"
Li Xiaobai made an invitation gesture and took the lead on the stage.
The old man sneered, his body swayed, and he appeared on the ring in an instant.
"I, the head of the family, will bear witness for you two today. There is no eye for fists and kicks in the ring, and they will only stop when you hit them. But if you don't stop your hands and get hurt, please don't feel resentful."
The head of the Zhang family looked calm, with a cold glint in his eyes.
After drinking the tea with the Imprisonment Pill in it, Li Xiaobai could no longer mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and he could only be beaten with blood for a while.
After Zhang Ming successfully searches for souls and obtains the secrets buried by the other party, the rise of the Zhang family will be just around the corner. In a few years, the Zhang family will no longer have to rely on the Situ family.
In the audience, Zhang Zui and Zhang Xu looked at Li Xiaobai indifferently, with cruel smiles unconsciously hanging on their lips.
In this arena, they have seen too many monks being tortured and killed. Almost all the monks who blocked the Zhang family died in this arena, and Li Xiaobai was no exception. They could already foresee the tragic death of the other party.
Looks like.
On stage.
The old man cupped his fists and cupped his hands, and said calmly: "I am fortunate to meet a young talent today. Please give me some advice."
Li Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and stared at the old man in front of him with the same indifferent expression.
"Brother Zhang, since you sincerely want to ask for advice, I'll give you some advice. Don't say I didn't give you a chance, just take action."
"How brave. I have never seen such an arrogant person. Today I will teach you a lesson, you are a future master!"
The old man was furious when he heard this, his face was ferocious, his eyes were filled with fire, he immediately tore off his disguise and took action brazenly.
He sneered again and again in his heart, I am afraid that the other party has not noticed until now that the spiritual power skills in his body are no longer able to operate. I really want to see his horrified look.
The hands evolved into yin and yang, and the cultivation level of the god transformation stage was undoubtedly revealed. The fierce aura swept the entire place, severely impacting the hearts of many monks present.
"This is the strength of a master in the transformation stage!"
"With such strong pressure, Li Xiaobai will definitely die!"
"And as soon as Mr. Zhang came up, he used his own martial arts skills, transforming his hands into yin and yang millstones. It is said that if you die under this move, you will not be able to reincarnate."
"Yes, when the two qi of yin and yang are combined with the power of the soul and integrated into the boxing technique, the power increases exponentially. Even masters of the same level do not dare to challenge its edge."
"This time, Li Xiaobai is doomed!"
The monks in the audience were whispering and nodding frequently as they watched the methods used by Zhang Ming on the stage. This inscription did not mean any ink marks. As soon as it came up, they went straight to the opponent's vital points. The purpose was very clear. First, Li Xiaobai was seriously injured, and then started
Search for souls.
On the stage, Li Xiaobai looked at the old man's offensive in front of him, still with his hands behind his back and a smile on his lips, letting the opponent attack without any intention of defending.
"Boy, you are so trusting and look down on me!"
The old man's eyes were round and he was furious. The skills in his body were running wildly, and the yin and yang qi covering his fists were flowing even more.
I want to suppress it with one punch.
"Haha, I am giving young talents a chance. If I make a move, Brother Zhang will have no chance to make another move."
Li Xiaobai said with a smile, letting the Yin and Yang Qi envelope his body.
[Attribute points +3000...]
[Attribute points +3000...]
[Attribute points +3000...]
The momentum is very good, but the added attribute points are still not powerful.