Your Highness

Chapter 224 Pavilion Master, Stop

Hearing this, Xuanyu frowned slightly, "Since you have something that can test your age, then come up and test it, lest if you get it later, you will say 'by the big to bully the small'!"

The conscience of heaven and earth, since she wants to suppress these people by strength, how can she lie about her age? In other words, even if she changed her appearance, she didn't change herself in the old way. Why are these people Don't believe that what they are seeing now is her real age?

"Since your Excellency said so, then don't blame the old man for not saving your face!" Although I said so, but I don't know why. The Patriarch's heart beat more and more.

Could it be that this old monster who likes to pretend to be young is really under 40 years old?

Impossible, it must be impossible, looking at the boy like this must be defrauding him!Thinking of the Patriarch of the Wan Family in his heart, he let go of the slightly raised heart.

Climbing up from the huge pit more than three meters deep, An Xiao felt tears streaming down his face in an instant. No one had ever beaten him so badly. You must know the few apprentices accepted by the master. Among them, except for the two who were refined into puppets, no one else's ability to resist was as good as him, but this time even with his ability to resist, he was still beaten to death. To what extent is this kid's strength perverted?

Now An Xiao feels extremely regretful in his heart. At the beginning, he had never formally fought against Xuan Yu. After all, at that time, Xuan Yu directly used the poisonous needle as soon as he appeared on the scene. His strength was completely poisoned by the poison At first, he thought that such a slender-looking boy should not be much stronger. At that time, he was able to knock him down entirely because of poison. Now he found out sadly that his strength was not as good as that of the boy in front of him. One hundred and eight thousand miles.

The most shocking thing is that this young man didn't have any fancy means, just a few pure slaps, he was beaten and seriously injured without the power to resist, presumably it wasn't the last Patriarch of the Wan Family's shot, so what would happen to him now? I'm afraid it's time to return to the embrace of the Empress Earth Witch Ancestor!
If this person who is so powerful that he is completely powerless to resist is an old monster, then he has nothing to say, but if it is true that she is under 40 years old as the young man said, then he will let go The revenge of killing him, if this guy who looks like a boy is really the same age as her appearance, then he must post such a monster as her attendant!

Being the attendant of an evildoer must feel very cool!

But I hope his master will not destroy him!
Yu'er, why is she here?

Looking at the people above the arena, Mo Xuanfeng's eyes flashed with surprise. Even though Xuan Yu's expression changed at the moment, for Mo Xuanfeng who grew up with her, every move she made was caused by him deeply Familiarity with bone marrow.

What he didn't expect was that after he left, his Yu'er's kung fu had reached such an astonishing height, it was really unimaginable.

In the end, he still couldn't protect her. When he returned to the capital from Taixi, when he heard the news of her injury, he couldn't help but hate his own incompetence. If, if he was stronger, if he was more scheming, So, is it, is it that he can truly and thoroughly protect his Yu'er.

It's great that she's strong, so that no one can hurt her, but if she's strong, doesn't it mean that she doesn't need his protection anymore.

Mo Xuanfeng, who was about to fly onto the ring when An Xiao came out, quietly looked at the young man standing there calmly on the stage, his eyes flickered slightly, and there was a ray of deep emotion in his eyes, and finally heaved a sigh Let your figure disappear into the crowd under the ring.

When Mo Xuanfeng turned around and disappeared into the crowd, Xuan Yu who was standing on the stage suddenly felt a familiar sight lingering on her body for a long time but finally disappeared. When he turned his head and looked down the arena, what he saw was densely packed human heads, and he couldn't see anything else.

"Your Excellency has one last chance. If you don't regret it, then when the results of the final test come out, Your Excellency will really lose face!" Looking at Xuan Yu who had no abnormality on his face on the ring, Wan Wan The owner of the family repeated it again without giving up.

"Let's get started!" Xuan Yu frowned slightly, even though this fact might be a little surprising, but the Patriarch of the Wan Family wouldn't say it so many times, right?
Following Xuan Yu's words, I saw a maidservant dressed in the costume of the leader's mansion walk out from the side of the leader of the martial arts, and then walked onto the ring. After seeing the edge of the jade bamboo in the hand of the maid was carved with extremely small The corner of Xuan Yu's mouth could not help but twitch slightly when the oval disc with the pattern of blowing the Dafa conch and playing the Dafa drum came up.

She didn't feel the slightest wave of soul or other strange abilities on that disk. Such an ordinary jade disk could measure her real age. I can't help but doubt it.

But then according to the method that the maid said, when she pricked her finger and dripped a drop of blood on the jade plate, the blood that dripped on the jade plate was strangely absorbed to the top of the jade plate.

Then that bit of blood began to smear and turned into two faint small characters, Fourteen. Although the color of these two small characters was a bit dim, whoever was not Lian Jiazi's eyesight was even more astonishing. The moment the small characters on the board were displayed, there was a moment of silence in the originally noisy competition venue, and then surprise shouts resounded throughout the ring.

"Oh my god, I'm 14 years old, I'm not dazzled!" Everyone below the ring stood on tiptoe trying to see the two words displayed on the jade plate more clearly.

"Yes, you must be dazzled, but I am also dazzled!" Someone replied foolishly.

"Bullshit! Don't tell me your eyes are blurred too!" Someone couldn't help but be rude!

At the age of 14, he became a master at the same level as the old monster in the middle stage of the pole. How could it be possible for people like them to practice martial arts hard?

Don't they all say that genius is 90.00% sweat and [-]% hard work?

Why does the result show that the one percent talent that suffers from thousands of knives often determines a person's fate, a prodigy who has an extraordinary memory and extraordinary memory, can do what she wants with just a few glances , do good things well, and a mentally handicapped person, even if he works hard all his life, may not even be able to understand a single word.

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