Dragon Prince Yuan

Zhou Yuan's rivalry with Cao Li still caused some waves in Shengyuan Peak, but Lu Song and Lu Hong's disciple undoubtedly just considered it a game, and did not pay too much attention.

Of course, this is normal, because even in the pulse of Elder Shen, few people like Zhou Yuan, even if he is the first of the so-called Selection Grand Prix.

After all, Cao Li is a genuine old disciple of the goods. He is far more powerful than the land wind.

In the eyes of many old disciples, Zhou Yuan's competition with Cao Li is obviously self-inflicted.

And that is, with so many disciples in this state of mind, five days, blinks will pass.

……

On a misty green pine, a huge stone platform stood.

At this time, around the stone table, he was already full of shadows. Even Shen Taiyuan sat on the edge. Today is Zhou Yuan's contest with Cao Li. Naturally, he was going to sit in town to avoid accidents.

In addition to them, some disciples with two pulses are here, obviously waiting to see a good show.

Of course, they want to see a good show, I'm afraid it's Zhou Yuan eating, after all, Zhou Yuan is too strong, still the number one choice for the mountain festival, but also because he is a new disciple in the inner mountains, not enough qualifications, now they see someone to clean him up, and others naturally enjoy seeing him.

On the stone side, Cao Li sang with a smile, clustering a number of disciples around him, the stars surrounded it in the center like a moon, looking at its appearance, quite relaxed, obviously not too much to take today's competition as one thing.

Whoops!

A cloud of gas came from afar, and finally fell on the side of the stone platform. It was Zhouyuan. Beside it, the wind stood bright and cold. The wind was stunning and attracted many eyes.

“Master Shen.” Zhou Yuan looked around and noticed the dramatic gaze. He didn't pay much attention. He just looked at Shen Taiyuan and hugged his fist.

Shen Taiyuan nodded at him. The divine color was a little complicated. He really liked the potential of the Zhou Yuan, so he was reluctant to let the Zhou Yuan clash with Cao Li at this time.

But he also knew that it was precisely because he valued Zhou too much that he caused other old disciples to feel unfair, and that this was against Zhou Yuan, but why didn't these idiots think, if they could fight a little, why would he need to be so lonely?

Today's competition, if Zhou Yuan loses, he will surely keep a low profile for the rest of the day, so that Ziyuan Cave will not be able to reach him.

Without these resources, Zhou Yuan will undoubtedly have a harder time catching up with the old purple belt disciples.

The emotion in his heart fluctuated, Shen Taiyuan finally sighed and nodded at Zhou Yuan. He looked at Cao Li again. "This is a fight in the door, that's it. ”

Cao Li snorted and smiled. “Don't worry, Master Shen. After all, you are my brother, I will show mercy. ”

When the voice fell, he fell into the stone table, and the gaze of fun turned to Zhou Yuan. “Zhou Yuan, if you admit to losing at this time, you may not suffer. After all, it will always be unpleasant between your fists and feet. ”

Zhou Yuan was unreasonable and fell into the stone table. He stood opposite Cao Li, with no waves in the ancient well.

It's just that when both eyes look at each other, there's a cold light passing by.

Beneath Shen Taiyuan, the purple belt disciples under the door also looked at the confrontation between the two.

“Oh, Brother Zhou Tai, our brother has the potential, but there are some irregularities. I just hope that after today, he can converge a little, at least he should know to respect the brothers.” Zhang Fei smiled, smiling at Zhou Tai beside him.

Zhou Taiyuan said that his eyebrows were wrinkled. He was gentle and atmospheric. Although his talent was not excellent, he was also quite prestigious in disciples under Shen Taiyuan Gate.

For the arrival of Zhou Yuan, he could feel the joy of Shen Taiyuan, which made him feel a little self-reproached and ashamed, because if it wasn't for his great disciple's insufficient abilities, I'm sure Master Shen wouldn't have done the same.

So, he was kind to Zhou Yuan, because he also sincerely expected them to make a character.

But obviously not all disciples are like him. Just like this Zhang Yan, he is unhappy that Master Shen values Zhou Yuan, so don't just look at Cao Li coming out this time, but behind it, it seems that Zhang Yan is also contributing.

And Zhou Tai also knows that Zhang Yan's brother is not very comfortable with him, because the latter is more talented than him. Although it is later than his entrance, he is now close to catching up with him, so he does not have much respect for his contact during the week.

“Brother Zhang Yan, Brother Zhou Yuan has great potential to come under our Saint Yuan Feng and Master Shen's gate, it is also our luck. These training resources given to him today will surely reap greater returns in the future.” Zhou Tai said.

Zhang Yan still looks like a smile. He just slipped a smile in his eyes. "Brother Zhou Tai's words are too much, he does have some potential, I don't deny it, but I'm afraid he's not qualified to call it our luck. ”

“What's the number one choice for the mountain festival? Can you make it to the top ten sons? It's not like we haven't seen some of the first disciples to choose the mountain ceremony in the past. Many of them, after entering the inner mountain, die a purple belt disciple, which is no different from ours. ”

Zhou Tai frowned. "Master Shen will pay such attention to him. Naturally, there is a reason. ”

“Then wait and see.” Zhang Yan couldn't help but stare at Zhouyuan's figure in the stone table. "I hope you can keep this thought after this battle. ”

“He has more potential, and let's wait for the day when he really translates it into strength, now… I think it's better to be honest first, young man, sometimes it's not a bad thing to suffer. ”

As they spoke, Shen Taiyuan's gaze swept across the stone platform and sank: “Let's go. ”

Boom!

As soon as his voice fell, an astonishing source of gas suddenly burst out of Cao Li's body, like a smoke column, rushing straight into the sky.

Cao Li's source, like silver frost, emitted a very sharp breath, rushing past, even the void was traced out of the lane.

A source of air pressure also emanates from its body, like the summit of Mount Tarzan, covering the circumference.

Many disciples around them sensed this oppression. They were all slightly condensed. Cao Li was able to hold the top three seats of the gold belt before, but it was also a bit of strength. Even in the five heavens of the initial realm, this strong source of energy was not weak.

Zhou Yuan's eyes were also slightly concentrated. The source air pressure emanating from Cao Li's body was more than just one stroke stronger than the land wind.

Cao Li looked at Zhou Yuan's face, but it was a funny smile. "Brother Zhou Yuan, you proposed this competition the other day, did you not have the courage now? ”

Zhou Yuan's divine color is faint, his heart moves, the gold source gas comes from his heavenly lid, like a huge hua lid, hidden in the presence of giant python fiction, the sound of hissing.

He stared at Cao Li and gradually emerged a sharp color in his eyes. At that moment, Zhou Yuan's momentum was also like a sword out of the sheath, no longer covering his sharp rays and cold.

“Come on, let me see, old gold belt disciple, what's the big deal?! ”

When the voice dropped, his figure had been the first to come out of the blast, rolling and whistling.

Around the stone table, all eyes, follow closely.

They also want to know whether Zhouyuan, the first week of the Mountain Festival, is qualified to bear the same importance as Master Shen.