The Prince of the World

Ziyi teenager is about 14 years old, and is the same age as Yanli. He has his head tilted slightly, his expression is arrogant, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised. After glancing at the crowd with a condescending eye, Yanli is locked, and he provocatively says, "You don’t give this son face?"

"Snapped!"

Xiao Feng's wrist shook, and a sharp piece of silver was dropped at Yanli's feet. There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth. "This yard, my son wants it, this is the money for you."

When Wu Zhongmou's expression changed, he was about to start, but Yan Li stopped him with his eyes.

Yan Li glanced at the silver ingot lightly, but there was a judgment in his heart. He slowly looked up, his eyes fell on Xiao Feng's face, and he said, "Have you called Xiao Feng?"

"Good!" Xiao Feng raised his head higher, like a proud cock.

"People from the Xiao family in Nanyu County?" Yan Li continued to ask.

"Now that you know the origin of your son, and you haven't obediently allowed you to leave the hospital, the Xiao family can't offend you from a small family." Xiao Feng looked more interested.

At this moment, a boy in black walked out, the one who was previously drunk by Wu Zhongmou. He stared viciously at Wu Zhongmou, and then said loudly, "Son, the old slave had humiliated me, I am also very contemptuous of you in words, and I have not taken you seriously at all. I think that you should teach him well! Let him know that your son is amazing!"

"It makes sense!"

Xiao Feng nodded, and then raised his finger to Wu Zhongmou and said, "You, slap in the face for twenty times, and the son will spare you!"

Yan Li shook his head funny, this young generation of Xiao family is too ignorant and thick, it seems that no one behind him should be instructed, otherwise, will not be so stupid, let Wu Shu slap in the face.

"Uncle Wu, throw them all out!"

Yan Li glanced lightly at Xiao Feng and others, and whispered, turned around and walked towards the yard. The maid Linger followed, and a junior of the Xiao family, who was not qualified to let him speak again, should have royal pride. .

Although Yan Li's discourse is light, but all those present are martial arts practitioners, ears, eyes and ears, Xiao Feng heard the words, and suddenly angered "Fuck, do you know who I am? Dare...!"

"Swoosh!"

A phantom flashed, Wu Zhongmou's figure disappeared in place, then, Xiao Feng's voice came to an abrupt stop, he stared in shock at Wu Zhongmou, who pinched his neck, "You... what do you want to do?"

"Master asked me to throw you out!"

A smile flickered at the corner of Wu Zhongmou's mouth, and when his palm was raised, Xiao Feng's body was thrown up, crossed a perfect parabola, and fell heavily beyond three feet.

The warriors who came with Xiao Feng changed their faces one after another. Two of them quickly chased towards Xiao Feng, and the other four exploded into Wu Zhongmou with a strong momentum.

"roll!"

Wu Zhongmou's mouth flickered with coldness, and flicked his hand.

The four Yuan Realm Martial Artists who flew towards him felt an irresistible force flying.

"Boom!"

The four of them flew like straw and fell three feet away. The remaining few martial arts were not in the realm of Qi. They all looked at each other for a while, and they dared to do something, but the boy in black was already stunned. Stay in place, motionless!

"Not yet! Do you still want me to do it?"

Wu Zhongmou's eyes were fierce, and he swept over the remaining people and sneered.

If the martial artists of the Xiao family were granted amnesty, they fled in desert.

Xiao Feng was lifted by his soldiers, and he only felt stiff and pain in his body. The true qi in Qihai could not be mobilized for half a point. He was noble. When he had eaten such humiliation, he immediately became furious and said, "Asshole! My son is going to kill them." !"

"The son is careful! The opponent should be a master of Xuanjing!"

Four Yuanjing masters climbed from the ground, and one of them stepped forward to persuade.

"What? Master Xuanjing?"

A trace of fear appeared in Xiao Feng's eyes, and he panicked and said, "Go, help me leave here!"

Tianhuang Continent, with distinct levels.

Ordinary people who do not have the inheritance of the practice method will consummate their qi all their lives, and those with outstanding qualifications may be able to visit some small families, or small ancestors, and are expected to break through the Yuan realm.

Once you break through the Yuan realm, your identity and status will be correspondingly improved. Generally, the head of the small family, the Xiaozongmen patriarch will also break into the Yuan realm.

The warrior of Xuanjing has already been regarded as the master of the master, and is respected by the world. Some middle-aged family owners are only able to cultivate Xuanjing, and the middle-aged family can already be the master of the county.

In the Dayun Empire, the administrative level is divided into four levels, central, provincial, county and county.

In this continent that respects martial arts, no matter whether it is a military general or an officer who manages the city, there is no corresponding cultivation, and it cannot be assumed.

The royal family of the Big Cloud Empire, Li Family, has many masters, and today's emperors are even masters of masters.

Although Xiao Feng is just a young disciple, but he is not a fool. The person who can use the master of the Profound Realm as a housekeeper is definitely a great family child. It is not a county family he can provoke.

Therefore, he fled directly to the desert and could not even revenge.

"Oh, this is not Xiao Feng, Grandpa Xiao? Why does it look a little embarrassed?"

A joking voice sounded, Xiao Feng looked up, two feet away, a handsome young man in a white samurai costume crossed his hands on his chest, a black hair was tied with a purple belt at random, at this time, he was wearing a corner of his mouth A slack smile, gazing gazed at them and their party.

Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed. "Lin Jingyun is you...you also come to participate in the Great Desolation Palace trial?"

"Why? Do you allow Grandpa Xiao to come and don't allow me to come!"

Lin Jingyun's eyes swept Xiao Feng's dusty clothes, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes. The Xiao family was particularly arrogant in Nanyu County because of the royal in-laws. After a dark loss, he didn't dare to say anything.

"...You... Lin Jingyun, the son remembers you, and we will come to you later to settle the accounts, let's go!" Xiao Feng stared at Lin Jingyun fiercely, and quickly left with a group of men.

"what!"

Lin Jingyun couldn't help but exclaim, "Strange, how did this guy turn his temper? If it's usual, this guy will definitely...!"

Lin Jingyun shook his head, glanced at the inn where Yanli was, and walked away.

In a few days, it was fleeting.

Today, it is the annual introductory trial of the Great Wasteland Palace. Within a few days, the young girls gathered in Luoxia Town set a new high, reaching 30,000.

The mighty flow of people went straight to Yanwu Square in Dahuang Palace.

Yanli is in this rank, only Wu Zhongmou is with him today, and the little maid Ling'er and other bodyguards remain in the town.

In the vast crowd, every teenager has a longing and excitement on his face, even though, they know that at most one in ten of the 30,000 people can pass the trial, but they can’t stop them from throwing The enthusiasm and determination to join the Great Desert Palace.

After half an hour.

Yanli and Wu Zhongmou came to Yanwu Square outside the Great Wasteland Palace. Yanli looked back at Wu Zhongmou. He stopped at the convenience, and Yanli stepped into Yanwu Square.

As the first gate of the Great Cloud Kingdom, the Great Desert Palace is naturally needless to say the scale of the Yanwuchang, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

The grounds of Yanwuchang are all paved with a hard granite. In the center of the square, there is a round platform with a height of two feet.

All the young people under the age of 16 came to participate in the introductory trial. Among them, the majority were 13 or 14 years old, the youngest was 10 years old, and the largest was 16 years old. Once they were over 16, they were not eligible to participate.

At this age, teenagers and girls do not accept anyone, and the people around them are their competitors. Therefore, there are tens of thousands of people, but few of them communicate with each other.

Around Yanwu Square, stood a group of Tsing Yi teenagers carrying stainless steel swords, pointing at the teenagers who participated in the trial. This group of people is the outside disciples of the Great Wasteland Palace.

In the Great Abandoned Palace, the ranks are clear, and the sect rules stipulate that the outer disciples are unified in Tsing Yi, and if violated, they will be punished, while the inner disciples are unified in white, the elite disciples are unified in purple, and the core disciples can dress casually.

In the waiting of everyone, time slowly passed, some teenagers gradually appeared impatient, today Yan Li, a cyan samurai suit, is quite quiet. Although he is only 14 years old, he has reached a height of 1.57 meters. Only through the youthful face can he be judged as a weak young boy with a crown.

After living the third life, if the three ages are added together, he is more than 100 years old, so even after waiting for a full hour, he is still not arrogant, even closing his eyes and raising his mind under the hot sun.

"What's going on? The people in the Great Desert Palace haven't appeared yet! It's hot! I can't stand it!"

A young boy in Jinyi shouted with dissatisfaction, and while speaking, he opened his shirt and sat on the floor.

Seeing someone take the lead, other teenagers followed suit and sat down one after another. Some people even talked to each other.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed. At noon, the hot sun roasted the teenagers in Yanwuchang. Some of them were irritable and began to complain loudly. Some people even went to Yanwuchang for shade. .

And the disciples who appeared on the edge of the square at the beginning saw these teenagers, and they couldn't help but show a smile of disdain.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and at least half of the teenagers could not stand it, either sitting or lying down, or running to the shade on the edge of the square.

"Swoosh!"

A figure flashed, and a purple figure suddenly appeared on the high platform in the center of the square.

"Ah, it's an elite disciple!" the knowledgeable teenager exclaimed.

"I declare that all those who do not maintain a standing posture will be eliminated from the game. Where do you come from, you can go back now!"

As soon as these words came out, the teenagers who did not keep standing showed their annoyance, regret, and unwilling look. At this time, all the people understood it. It seems that the introductory trial began when everyone entered Yanwu Square, but everyone did not realize it. Just now.

Those who maintain a standing posture can't help but secretly rejoice that they are not like that part of the person. Naturally, they are still somewhat proud.

"Why? Why eliminate us!"

A voice of dissatisfaction sounded, and everyone could not help looking away. It was the first young man in Jinyi who took the lead to sit down. He felt the eyes cast by the audience. He felt a little complacent in his heart and raised his head proudly.

"Idiot!" someone whispered.

"Stupid!" also a little disdainful.

Sure enough, the youth in purple clothes on the stage looked at each other like a knife, and the expression was cold. "Why? Just because I am the examiner of this entry test!"

Feeling the other person's sharp eyes, the tall young man only felt a cold all over his body. Although he was in the hot sun, he felt a sense of falling into the ice cellar.