Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

Shen Jialing's performance dispelled the elders' suspicion of him, and then began to snatch the apprentice.

Li Bufan remembers that at that time, the teenager's eyes looked around, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

He also kindly introduced the information of all the elders and asked Shen Jialing who she wanted to choose as her master.

Shen Jialing shook her head and whispered, "none of them."

The voice was small, but Li Bufan heard it.

He suddenly understood that Shen Jialing was coming for the little martial uncle. However, it is normal that Liu Qingjun has always been a legend. Because he became famous when he was young, he has become a benchmark or an example in the hearts of contemporary teenagers.

Countless people want the glory to be with them.

Li Bufan patted Shen Jialing on the shoulder and sighed: "give up, little martial uncle will not accept apprentices."

At that time, he did not expect that the slap would come so fast.

In the end, Shen Jialing was worshipped by the elder.

In Li Bufan's mind, there is no doubt that Shen Jialing is the most powerful disciple in this session.

Wang Yang's choice I don't know if it's right or wrong.

The stage has been cleared, leaving only Shen Jialing and Wang Yang standing opposite each other.

Wang Yang is a little nervous.

The young man on the other side looked cold and fierce. He just stood with his hands down, as if there was an invisible aura spreading.

A moment later, Shen Jialing nodded to him.

Wang Yang hurriedly returned one of the gifts.

Gu Bai is looking for a place to sit down. Although he doesn't know much about the world, he thinks Shen Jialing has won just by looking at the momentum.

Wang Yang obviously began to be nervous, sweat slowly trickled down from his temples. His whole body was tight, and his upper and lower teeth were clenched together.

On the other hand, Shen Jialing was always calm and calm.

We haven't started a formal contest yet. We have already lost half of the match in the gas field.

The elder also talked about it.

"Unfortunately, Wang Yang should not challenge ayang."

"He probably wants to find a strong person to stimulate the bottleneck period, but in the face of ayang's strength, it's not just stimulation."

"Do you want to ask ah Ling to do it lightly? It's not good if Wang Yang's path of cultivation is broken..."

"This It's just a small challenge. Ayang should know it. "

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"first challenge, start!" Li Bufan gave an order, and they moved slowly.

Wang Yang clenched his fists tightly. He also knew that the opponent was too powerful and decided to strike first.

He took the lead in arousing the aura and turned it into a golden fist style, wrapped in the right fist. With one blow, he hit Shen Jialing in the face.

This fist, with the momentum of the mountain collapse!

While his right hand stretched out, Wang Yang's confidence came back again.

Even if he knows that the opposite person is far more powerful than him. But at the moment, he will still be the best, all the strength to play out.

His nervousness and timidity were all gone. At this moment, he had only one punch in his heart.

When his fist was about to blow to Shen Jialing's face, he moved.

Shen Jialing's figure flickered and easily avoided Wang Yang's boxing.

His body movement speed is too fast, fast to the presence of people's eyes still on his shadow, he has made a response.

Shen Jialing held out two fingers.

Index finger and middle finger close together, fingertips overflow purple aura, with a trace of electric light.

"Broken," he whispered

Purple aura turns into a long sword, which is as powerful as a rainbow. Wang Yang's style is like a piece of fragile tissue in front of him.

PATA, it's broken.