The Strongest Sect of All Times

Because Xiao Sin was already in the city, and was susceptible to white eyes and ridicule, King Chang smiled and ordered him to rest after staying in the inn.

Lu Qingyang and Li Qingyang also did not leave the inn. They practiced in the room, adjusted the status, and prepared for the September-Gate Pi Biwu.

Gun Chang laughed boringly and went to the martial arts market to buy medicines. He found several primary treatments for the injured Dan, and none of the others came together.

“Hey.”

“Mass production, a little difficult. ”

He hopes to refine enough polypneumatic, shape-shaped and cyclone to provide his disciples with training resources.

“He is the master of the Steel Pie! ”

“You look pretty young, unfortunately you have a brain problem and have to bring your disciples to the Gate Fight. ”

“It's not surprising that there's a cannon grey door pie in every session. ”

“There are a lot of disciples in this contest, repaired to more than 10 segments of the opening, he is the only kind of nine-way pie, I fear he will be out of the first round. ”

Without Xiao Sin had followed, King Chang laughed sadly and became the object of ridicule and discourse by the warriors and the road people.

A piece of crap, a nine-door pie, that's going to walk down the street and make people look envious, that's evil.

Ignoring the smile, Gun Chang circled the market for a while and returned to the inn. It was not until the day after tomorrow that the five disciples were brought out.

At this moment, the genius has just glowed, and people are already on the streets.

The Biennial Gate Fight is an event in Qingyang County, and many foreign fighters arrived three or five days ago.

“The Iron Bones are out! ”

“Tsk, it's quite bright to wear. When the fight begins, I hope it will still be beautiful. ”

“Xiao Sin has no spiritual powers around him. He must have come to the stage and fought with other doorman disciples to find abuse. ”

“And the girl, seemingly powerless, sent such a disciple to fight. Are you sure it's not a joke? ”

“Jiuzhumen pie only, can send a Li Qingyang is kind of burnt high incense, what kind of disciple do you expect them to produce? ”

Faced with the whispering and disdain of everyone, King Chang smiled and walked his disciples on the way to the venue.

Seems like the wind is light and cloudy. In fact, the anger has risen in my heart. I can't help but grab an AK and burst all these shredded guys.

Li Qingyang, Su Xiao Mo and Tian Qi also held fire in their hearts and could only wait until Meng Pi Biwu came out.

……

South of the city, Mengpai Biwu location.

When King Chang smiled and signed up, it was still a spacious martial arts field, but now he has erected a wall around the perimeter, forming a circle, somewhat like the Roman gladiator.

At the entrance to the venue, martial artists from all walks of life were gathered, and the middle-aged men who had previously written pens were reviewing bamboo medals.

When Jun Chang smiled, Yu Guang caught it. When the skin smiled, he didn't smile: “Oh, my God, is the Iron Bone sending the ruler? ”

Looks like a greeting, but a reminder to all warriors.

Sure.

The voices had just come to an end, and the senior factions standing outside the entrance to the venue turned their heads.

These people have smiles on their faces, but their eyes are full of disdain and disdain.

Which of you is not an eighth-class gangster, naturally you don't see only the ninth class of iron bone pie.

It is not uncommon for them to smile. Bring the disciple to the entrance and hand over the bamboo medal representing the disciple to the middle-aged man in writing.

Seniors from all factions deliberately kept a certain distance from it, and seemed angry to fear bad luck.

“Brother, isn't the Iron Pie the Ninth Class? Why did you come to the Gate Fight? ”

“Probably looking for excitement. ”

“Poohaha, in my opinion, look for death. ”

The disciples were also blind to the iron bone pie.

I can't help it, who let the door pie rank low, it's more than 7th class, I'm afraid I nodded my head and knelt.

After bamboo tag authentication, King Chang laughed: "Let's go. ”

Xiao Sin had not left, stood at the entrance to the venue, his fingernails were caught in the flesh, his eyes were full of anger, and he stared at the other entrance.

Gun Chang laughed and others noticed. Looking at him, he saw a teenager in a long blue suit walking forward.

“Sinful cousin. ”

He said hello, but the smile on his face was hypocritical, especially with a faint arrogance in his eyes.

“It's Xiao Lin Ye. ”

“Xiao's youngest genius! ”

“I was told that in the previous few months, the elders of the Six-Flux Gate Silent Valley had taken over as their own disciples. ”

“Did the Valley of the Unsullied send disciples to participate in the Gate Fight? ”

Everyone whispered.

Xiao Linyi?

Gun Chang smiled at the corner of his mouth and secretly said: “If you add another dragon, the four strongest names of the novel characters will be occupied by this boy. ”

Xiao Sin himself said: “I am no longer a Xiao family man, I can't bear the word cousin. ”

Xiao Linyeh laughed: "If my cousin hadn't opened his mouth for me, my cousin would not have been seen by the Valley of the Unsullied, nor would he have achieved today, so whether or not deported, you will always be my cousin in my brother's heart. ”

Gun Chang smiled without seeing half gratitude in his eyes. Instead, he carried a little drama.

“Master, let's go.” Xiao Sin no longer wants to have too much intercourse with the Xiao family, he turns around and leaves.

Xiao Lin Ye blocked the way, side ear canal: “Cousin, it has been proven that it was a mistake for the family to do everything in their power to cultivate you. I Xiao Lin Ye is the future of Xiao family. ”

Xiao Sin has bowed his head and his heart is hanging like a knife.

He, Shaolin Ye.

My cousin, who had once cared for me, did not hesitate to use her weak spiritual powers to help her open her veins, and the relationship was more like that of her brothers.

Yet those who mock and humiliate themselves most deeply are those who retreat from their spiritual roots.

“Cousin. ”

Xiao Lin Ye laughed: “Remember, I once said that one day, it will overtake you, it will become stronger, and it has now come true. ”

“And you? ”

Smiles harder on his face, laughs more like a madman.

Kingston smiled and frowned.

It's easy to build confidence for your disciples. What the fuck are you looking for here? Believe it or not, I'm gonna shoot you right now?

At this point, Xiao Xiao, with his head down, laughed and his shoulders were shaking.

“What's my cousin laughing at?” Shaolin Leaf Road.

Xiao Sin raised his head and hung a smile on his angular face: “I'm laughing at you for being childish, laughing at you for taking yourself too seriously. ”

Xiao Lin Ye's gaze was a little angry.

Xiao Sin had slapped him on the shoulder and said proudly: “Lin Ye, remember, your brother will always be your brother, even without Ling Root, even without Xiu Yu, you can't go beyond it. ”

Said, walking into the hall.

Gun Chang smiled and brought his disciples here. He deliberately stopped in front of Xiao Lin Ye. "You hear me? Your brother said you will live in his shadow all your life. ”

“Shit! ”

Xiao Lin Ye's face shouted, “Xiao Sin Yi, this Gate Pi Bi Wu, I will let you, Xiao Jia, let everyone know, I Xiao Lin Ye will not give in! ”

“Dream on.” Xiao Sin's voice came.

King smiled and laughed with satisfaction.

He began to worry that Xiao Sin would be hit by the guy's self-esteem, in fact he was worried.

……

The venue is similar to a gallery, with lots of pits in the central area, surrounded by observation decks that can accommodate 200,000 people.

By the time the factions entered the hall, there had been no defects on the podium, and all the fighters had turned their heads in anticipation of the upcoming Gateway Battle.

After bringing his disciples in, Jungchang was placed in the waiting area, with senior members from all factions and disciples participating in the competition, which numbered almost one hundred.

Absolutely.

When I came in, I couldn't help but have white eyes.

This is just one of the waiting areas, and there are three others in different directions.

“Senior members of the party are invited to the observation deck, where the disciples will stay and wait for the first round of the group.” A middle-aged man walked in.

King Chang smiled at the five disciples and encouraged them: "Don't let off-site sounds interfere with your emotions, make your best appearance, let alone give up! ”

“Mmm.”

Li Qingyang and others nodded.

Gun Chang smiled and left the waiting area. He led him to a high platform with a wide field of view. There was no end to the battlefield below.

“Monarch Gate. ”

Just sat down, next to a fat head Ulululu, a doorman, arched his hand and laughed: “If in the first round, my disciple and you send disciples to meet, please forgive me. ”

“Oh.”

Gun Chang smiled and responded.

On both sides of the spectrum, the senior members of the faction whispered.

They also had no hope that the first round would meet the Iron Bone disciples, at least to ensure that the winning tickets were in hand.

In short, all the elders present used the Iron Bone disciples as a stepping stone for their disciples to advance to the second round.

King Chang laughed on the back of the chair, his fingers staggered together, stealing whispers from everyone as if they had not heard.

The show is about to start...

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