Invincible Conqueror

Seeing the disciple of the Wangu clan who maintained order, the short-sword youth struggling to stand up, looked at Huang Xiaolong with a face of shame and resentment, and said to the disciple of the Wangu clan: "Brother Jinsong, this person relies on his strength and seizes my position. , I also severely injured me, and asked Brother Jinsong to disqualify this person from signing up!" Pointed to Huang Xiaolong.

The apprentices all around shook their heads when they heard the words, and secretly scolded the short-sword young man for being shameless and shameless. It was obvious that he wanted to seize the position of Huang Xiaolong, but now he was slandering Huang Xiaolong.

The disciple of the Eternal Clan was unmoved, and looked at the short-sword young man with a look of contempt. He had collected ten of his top-tier sacred stones, but he wanted to treat him as a mere ten. Gunner?

After all, the two have only met two sides and have no sympathy.

Therefore, the disciple of the Wangu clan scowled, and shouted to the short-sword young man instead: "Who the hell is a brother to you, you are a trash, and even a godly domain kid in the late stage of the god level can't clean up, and there is even a face to be arrogant in this strong word ."

The short knife young man and the surrounding apprentices were taken aback.

The young man with a short sword turned red and purple, squeaking.

"Hurry up, stay here again to disrupt the order, I will cancel your registration!" The Wangu disciple shouted again.

The short knife youth then left in a hurry.

Being reprimanded by the disciple of the Wangu clan in public, this made him even more ashamed and resentful. Of course, he did not dare to resent the disciple of the Wangu clan, so he transferred all the resentment to Huang Xiaolong.

When he left, he gave Huang Xiaolong a hateful look.

The disciples of the Wangu clan ignored Huang Xiaolong and returned to where they were.

The disciples who signed up for the four weeks did not expect this result, and they buzzed about Huang Xiaolong. After all, a god-level tenth-stage late peak great perfection could easily defeat a god-level first-stage late stage, even among countless galaxies and countless super factions. They are extremely rare.

Relying on the realm of the gods to defeat the god-level powerhouses, such people are all evils among evils.

A team in the distance, two young women who lined up to sign up, Meimu also stared at Huang Xiaolong, talking through the voice.

"Sister, isn't that person who has cultivated some secret technique and deliberately lowered his realm, right?" The girl in the goose-yellow outfit was somewhat unbelievable.

Wearing a green dress, the older young woman shook her head: "No, the black-haired young man is indeed the peak of the late tenth stage of God's Domain."

The girl in the goose-yellow outfit stared beautifully: "God's tenth-stage late peak, great perfection, can easily defeat the first-stage late god-level stage? Isn't his talent more powerful than our big brother?

You know, their elder brother is hailed as the first genius of their sect in millions of years, and their talent is even comparable to the ancestors of the opening sect.

The young woman in the green skirt said: "Countless galaxies, geniuses who are more enchanting than our big brothers, there must be, the eternal flames of the eternal clan, Zhou Yao of the Zhou family, Mu Qi of the Mu family, Fang Chu of the good luck door, Gu Luo Shaochen of the Witch School, Lu Dongwei of the Zhenyang Sect, and Peng Xuejiao of the Pengcheng Chamber of Commerce, each of them has higher talents than our big brothers."

The girl in the yellow dress pouted, "Sister, the Wangu Yanhui talent is higher than our big brother, but Zhou Yao and others of the Zhou family may not be."

The young woman in the green dress shook her head and did not continue discussing the issue. She looked at Huang Xiaolong and said, "Although this person has a very high talent, but his realm is too low, he has reached the peak of the late tenth stage of God's Domain. It's impossible to get the top 1,000."

And in a pavilion far away from the square, the two elders of the Eternal Clan also happened to see Huang Xiaolong punching the young man with a short knife.

"This black-haired boy is not bad. I am afraid that his talent is comparable to our core disciple of the Wangu clan." Wan Gushuo, the elder of the Wangu clan, touched his chin and stared at Huang Xiaolong with interest.

There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the eternal clan, and after a layer of screening, only 30 or 40 people can become core disciples, and everyone is an evil genius.

He is very positive about Huang Xiaolong.

Wan Gu Changqing on the side laughed and said: "It's not bad, but it may not be as good as the core disciple of our Wan Gu clan. He has cultivated for no less than a thousand years."

Wan Gushuo shook his head: "I think this son should have only cultivated for about 500 years."

Evergreen screamed and said, "In that case, how about we make a bet?"

"How to bet?" Wangu Shuo asked sideways.

"We bet 10 billion. If we wait for the test and the bone age of this child does not exceed 500 years, then I lose. If it exceeds 500 years, then I win." Wan Gu Changqing laughed.

Wan Gushuo hesitated for a moment. To tell the truth, he just said that Huang Xiaolong had only cultivated for about 500 years, and he was just guessing, not sure, ten billion is not a small amount.

Everlasting Evergreen sneered and said: "What? Don't you dare?"

Wan Gu Shuo gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, just gamble!"

Therefore, the two opened a small gambling game with Huang Xiaolong, which Huang Xiaolong did not know.

After Huang Xiaolong blasted the short-knife young man into the air, it acted as a deterrent, and no one dared to step forward to find trouble.

Several hours passed quickly, all the disciples in the front line had signed up, and finally it was Huang Xiaolong's turn.

Huang Xiaolong walked slowly to the disciple of the Wangu clan who presided over the test and registration. The disciple of the Wangu clan asked which Galaxy Huang Xiaolong belonged to and what his name was, and Huang Xiaolong answered one by one.

"Now, you go to the test mirror and test the bone age." The Wangu disciple pointed to a mirror beside it. The mirror is more than two meters high and one meter wide. Standing in front of it, you can test a person's bone age.

According to the rules of the competition, as long as the bone age is less than two thousand years and reaches the ninth rank of God's Domain, you can register.

According to Huang Xiaolong's words, he walked to the mirror, and then stood still. Suddenly, the mirror gave out a beam of light, completely enveloped Huang Xiaolong, and a warm current slowly flowed between Huang Xiaolong's bones.

In the pavilion in the distance, both Wan Gu Shuo and Wan Gu Changqing both stared at Huang Xiaolong closely, waiting for the test results, especially Wan Gu Shuo, and couldn't help holding their hands.

Seeing Wan Gu Shuo's nervous expression, Wan Gu Shuo couldn't help but smile: "The ten billion, you gave me for nothing, I'm sure, this black-haired boy is definitely more than five hundred years old."

Wan Gu Shuo was also a little regretful at this time. He felt that Huang Xiaolong's bone age should not be less than 500 years. After all, some of their core disciples of the Wan Gu Clan had cultivated for 500 years, and they rarely had the strength to defeat a god-level first-stage late power.

At this moment, the mirror's light flickered, and then the light slowly stopped, showing a line of words: "Bone age: two hundred and fifty-eight."