Campus belle's cultivation master

In the middle of the grandstand, Tan Jiandong, the leader of longyi gate, nodded slightly: "Liao Zhihua has a good son. It's no doubt that Liao Zhihua is the best young and strong man."

"But..." Yang Yi's face changed, and she couldn't help looking at the octagonal pavilion again. "There is still a peak of inner strength under 20 years old there..."

"Master Yang, you should be very clear about the strength of martial arts. You can't judge by realm alone." Tan Jiandong bluntly said, "Liao Ping's real strength is far from that of ordinary people with great inner strength. Even in the face of the peak of inner strength, he has the strength of the first World War."

"That's right." Yang Yi is busy nodding, but she always feels nervous.

That night, Lin Yu only with one hand to block Yang Yi's violent blow, always let him feel as if something went wrong

While they were talking, Tan Jiandong's hand, which stroked his beard, suddenly froze.

"This is..." he turned his head to look at Yang Yi, found that the latter also slightly changed face.

"Breakthrough?"

In the school field, Wei Qing, who was shivering and bleeding on the ground, suddenly stopped twitching and swept out with a strong momentum!

The peak of inner strength!

There were many exclamations from all around. At this critical moment, Wei Qing broke through the realm and entered the peak of internal strength!

Wei Qing pressed a hand covered with blood on the concrete floor, slowly raised his twisted cheek, and a fierce beast like anger flashed through his eyes.

"Do you... Want to fight?"

"How can it be!" Liao Ping was startled and staggered back a few steps. "The peak of internal strength?"

Wei Qing's whole body momentum increased sharply under the gaze of countless roads full of surprise and shock.

At the same time, he jumped up from the ground and turned himself into an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he came to Liao Ping and hit him with a fierce blow.

Caught off guard, Liao Ping was forced to resist with both hands.

A dull sound shakes the whole audience!

Liao Ping's body was thrown high, and a mouthful of red blood gushed out of the air. He was badly injured and fell off the court.

In a flash, the situation suddenly changed!

It's a shock!

"Haha, haha, haha!" Wei Qing put out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, looked up and laughed wildly, "ha ha ha ha!"

Heart demon, broken!

"My son!" Liao Zhihua's face was black and blue, and his figure leaped down from the stand. He came to Liao Ping's near, "how are you?"

Liao Ping's face turned pale with blood on his mouth: "I... I lost!"

He never thought that Wei Qing's talent was so strong! He can't forget it just because he is in danger!

If you look around the world, how can anyone compare with you?

"This son is really a great talent!" Big elder Wu Yanlin stood up with eyes full of excitement, "within 50 years old, I will enter the realm of enlightenment!"

"Less than 30-year-old top strength of inner strength..." Meng siyao's eyes turned and surged with endless shock. "If... If it wasn't for that boy, elder martial brother would be the first one."

She thought silently, who would be better than Wei Qing and Lin Yu?

I'm afraid it's hard to separate them

Wei Qing took a few hard breaths. When he got a little steady, he looked around the room with scarlet eyes.

All those young practitioners around were afraid to look at each other.

"Who dares to fight me?"

"Who dares to fight me!"

No one answered.

Wei Qing is proud of the whole audience, with fierce momentum and sharp edge.

"They are all mediocre and incompetent people!"

Many of the young people who were regarded as the best in heaven all bowed their heads and looked ashamed.

When Wei Qing was less than 30 years old, he had reached the peak of internal strength cultivation. His talent was rare in ancient and modern times, and he really had this arrogant capital.

If the older generation does not come out, the younger generation will be crushed by him!

"What a strong momentum." Yang Xueqi stood on the fence, holding her jade hand tightly, and her beautiful eyes could not help turning and surging with a glimmer of brilliance, "even if it was him, he would be willing to bow down..."

Yang Xixi is staring at the big black and white eyes, full of apprehension.

"What can I do? This guy has suddenly become so powerful that he must take revenge. Isn't Lin Yu miserable..."

Not only did she think so, but almost everyone had the same strange idea.

With Wei Qingxiu's improvement, the boy who forced him to kneel down in the street a few days ago is going to have bad luck!

"No one dares to answer!" Wei Qing suddenly raised her head and cast her murderous eyes on the octagonal pavilion.

His cheek muscles twitched, his body trembled, and then he let out a roar like thunder.

"Lin Yu! Dare you fight me

There was an uproar!

As expected, as soon as Wei Qinggang broke through, he pointed the spearhead at Lin Yu!

The innumerable eyes full of schadenfreude ridicule, together to the octagonal pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Everyone wants to know, in the face of Wei Qing's fierce fighting spirit, the Tianzong talent with the name of "the first person of the young generation" has the courage to go on?

For a long time, there were only a few bird calls in the forest

The crowd began to stir, and whispers of theft came and went.

"What's the matter? Dare not answer it? "

"I guess I ran away. Wei Qing is so strong now. If I had run away earlier..."

"Yeah, there's no need to insult yourself..."

There was a lot of discussion, but Wei Qing's fists were tightly clenched and his eyes were ready to crack.

"Lin Yu!" "My challenge! Do you dare to come next! "

The sound is like thunder, rumbling between the cliffs.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, suddenly a white haired head came out of the pavilion, but it was Xu Shengquan, the master of Dan worshipped by the Qian family.

"Said the little gentleman His old face turned red and he cried in a hoarse voice, "he won't take it!"

This is like throwing a shell on the ground, and thousands of practitioners below burst out.

"No?"

"Yes? Give up? "

Yang Xueqi clenched the jade hand slowly released, the bottom of the eyes swept a touch of disappointment: "if really as I expected, he was afraid."

"Afraid?" Yang Xixi curled his mouth and pedaled his feet. "With that guy's arrogance, he won't give up..."

Along the way, she knew too much about Lin Yu's character. On that day, in the small restaurant of Pinggu County, Wu Yanlin and other local people dare to challenge. Does this person know how to write "afraid"?

Yang Xueqi looked at her in surprise, with a strange face.

I really don't know who is innocent. In the face of Wei Qing's strength, how can you feel confident that guy won't give up?

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted, because master Xu Shengquan stretched out his round head again and cried out in his voice, "Mr. Xu said again! He won't answer because you don't deserve it! "