Chapter 295

The young man finished.

He quickly lowered his head for fear of being seen by others.

What he talked about.

It's too sensitive.

If you don't pay attention, you will be able to drink a pot by yourself.

But I can't stand curiosity.

Once again to others a few companions, the eyes gestured.

He whispered:

"what do you think?"

Sitting with him is also the top ten young Tianjiao who is under 25 years old.

"I think it should be about the same."

"Maybe that one hasn't left Nantianmen for such a long time. Just because he knows this, he has been practicing behind closed doors, hoping to reach a higher level."

"The top 20 are already very good."

These people, obviously, can't bear to talk with each other in a low voice.

But they don't know.

Among the people who are watching today, there are many ancient kings hidden in them. These people are young Tianjiao of the heaven level forces. Thor, the God of thunder, is also here.

They were the last extraterrestrial to arrive on earth.

Thor at the moment.

He has stepped into the realm of the emperor.

But the voices of the people around him made Thor, the God of thunder, want to laugh.

He's not the only one.

All the heavenly pride can't laugh or cry.

I don't know whether these friars on earth are lucky or unfortunate.

Who's in the top 20?

If it was true, the eight prisons and nine turns of the town imperial court would have been robbed by these heavenly forces.

It's not your turn to enjoy the infinite energy brought by the supreme product of the mythical age, so that your accomplishments can be improved quickly?

"Ignorance, it's really ignorance..."

Many such as Thor, the God of thunder, all shook their heads secretly, and felt their heads hurt.

Soon.

There are people.

I can't stand these words. The next moment, my body slowly retreated.

And today.

These need to play young Tianjiao, as long as they beat their opponents, they have a chance to enter the court.

However.

For these young Tianjiao below the top five, they just have a chance, because today's protagonists are not them, but those in the top five. In their eyes, they are just like monsters.

Matchless young master Li Zhenjian.

Xiaojianxian is proud.

Qin Ming, the ancient sage of magic blue.

Buddhist disciple Yuqing.

And Zhang Xianyi, the number one Taoist school.

These five have long been qualified to step into the sky and become celestial pride. I'm afraid that in today's competition, these five will enter the sky without any suspense.

However.

Compared with Yuqing, the first and second disciples of Buddhism, and Zhang Xianyi, the Taoist school, the two Tianjiao, who were originally from Tianting power, all of them paid more attention to the latter three.

Especially Li Zhenjian.

Five years ago.

He's just a nobody, not even Tianjiao, but somehow, in just five years, he's in the top five of Tianjiao.

Li Zhenjian, dressed in white and with elegant temperament.

Just showed up here.

It immediately attracted the presence of many arrogant, as well as watching people, have sideways look.

Especially for the opposite sex.

Li Zhenjian, who is a modest gentleman in white and has a gentle air, makes many of the opposite sex look peach blossom.

Even a few girls on the pride list.

Eyes.

Li Zhenjian was also involuntarily sucked away.

Since its debut.

Li Zhenjian, the unparalleled young master, won a hundred battles. No matter who he faced, or even his opponent at the same level, he was defeated within 20 moves.

But it didn't take long.

When the table came out, everyone saw that Li Zhenjian's opponent was a name that never impressed them. All of them were stunned.

Zhao Ning language?

Which one is this?

It seems that there is no such name on the list of pride, right?

In a flash.

Even standing there, Li Zhenjian, who had never changed, had a calm face and was banished to the world. His eyes were slightly stunned. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes and flashed away.

Zhao Ning language?

Who is this?

How in his mind, it seems that he has never seen this person?

Not for a while.

Then someone said the origin of Zhao Ning's language. Isn't this the daughter of Zhao's direct family in the imperial family of Jinling?But it made all the people present feel confused.

A royal family.

Nowadays, it's not enough.

"It's strange that Zhao Ning didn't even set foot on the list of heavenly pride. How could she be qualified to take part in this competition?"

When the sacred breath above emerges and three peerless figures fall.

When he saw that Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, was following Zhao Ning's words, everyone was shocked. Li Zhenjian was also stunned.

On the stage.

Sun Wukong, the great sage of Qi Tian, Yang Jian, and Yuan Sheng, the great demon of nine spirits, were the leaders of this recruitment. Sitting there, three figures from the myths and legends came in person, and the whole audience immediately quieted down.

And behind them.

Ning Zhongxu and Su Yaoling also stood there.

These two.

All the Tianjiao present recognized that they were the people on the previous Tianjiao list, and they had already stepped into heaven.

It's just that.

How can Zhao Ning language stand behind Yang Jian, the God of Erlang?

"Let's go."

The next moment.

Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, announced that the contest between Li Zhenjian and Zhao Ning was now officially started.

"Yes, master!"

But Zhao Ning's next sentence.

But it made all the people present feel a sudden in their hearts. Their bodies trembled a little, and their eyes were staring at Zhao Ning's words.

Master?!

Zhao Ningyu is a disciple of Yang Jian, the God of Erlang?!

But when you notice.

In front of Zhao Ning language, only when the land God fairyland, all eyes, again Leng in situ.

But Li Zhenjian, who was standing there, was extremely dignified and uneasy.

The legendary disciple of Yang Erlang.

It's definitely not as simple as it seems.

Can you beat each other?

"Yang Jian, do you think your little apprentice can defeat this little doll named Li Zhenjian?"

Jiuling Yuansheng opens his mouth.

The monkey king also spoke to one side.

"From my grandson's point of view, it's a bit of a suspense. Yang Jian, your strength is not much different from that of the other side, but your actual combat experience is much worse than that of Li Zhenjian, who has won a lot of battles."

And Yang Jian, the God of Erlang.

It's full of confidence.

Light way:

"of course, I show Saint Erlang true Jun Yang Jian's disciple, how can lose to a personal friar."

It's just that.

He didn't notice that when Zhao Ningyu turned around slowly, he saw Li Zhenjian in front of him, who was dressed in white and elegant.

Those cool eyes.

Suddenly never cannibal fireworks look like, as if all of a sudden dropped the dust in general, full of confusion.

Lost his mind.

"First Sir... "

When Li Zhenjian attacked, he saw Zhao Ningyu standing there with a dazed face.

It's the same face.

Not from slightly Zheng for a while.

With a sneer in his heart, he said:

"it seems that I overestimate you, the disciple of Erlang God Yang Jian? I'm really disappointed that I've made a fool of myself. "

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