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said aloud.

Officially kicked off the prelude to the Zongmen Grand Competition.

Ling Tianyu watched the match in the ring quietly, feeling a little bored.

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Ling Tianyu watched the match in the ring quietly, feeling a little bored.

These punches and kicks seem to be the competitions of the outer disciples with great power.

In his eyes, there is quite a feeling of a child fighting.

No way, the vision is too high and that's it.

"Yuqing, it seems that your childhood sweetheart is still a bit of a doorman, and you have broken through the seventh level of body forging so quickly."

Glancing at Ye Yan who had just gone to bed, Ling Tianyu turned his head slightly and said to Xiao Yuqing who was standing beside him.

"Young Master, you look down on him too much. As far as his talent is concerned, compared with Young Master, he is simply the light of a candle, competing with the sun and the moon for brilliance."

Xiao Yuqing glanced at Ye Yan who was standing on the ring, and there was a trace of disdain in her expression.

This childhood sweetheart must have regarded himself too highly.

It's just that he grew up together in a small town, and he had an inexplicable feeling that they were a couple.

"You flattered!"

Ling Tianyu chuckled and shook his head.

But it still feels pretty cool.

"Young master, these are all Yuqing's thoughts."

Xiao Yuqing heard Ling Tianyu's words, patted her heart, and her face was full of admiration.

"How can your son's heroism be compared to this kind of waste? The slaves believe that one day the son will stand on the top of the world and look down on hundreds of millions of sentient beings."

There was a smile on the corner of Ling Tianyu's mouth, and he didn't answer, quietly watching the two people fighting each other on the ring.

A cyan mysterious light flashed in his eyes.

"This woman..."

Ye Yan looked at the girl in front of him who was not inferior to Xiao Yuqing, even better than Xiao Yuqing, his face was full of solemnity.

In the ring just now, the mysterious voice told him that among the outer disciples, no one should underestimate this woman.

As for the reason, the voice refused to say anything.

"No way, the outer door is the first, I'm bound to win!!"

In Ye Yan's eyes, a flash of fighting spirit flashed, and he clenched his fist tightly.

"Eight Extremes Collapsing Mountains!"

Step forward and punch.

There was a whistling in the air, and the imposing momentum carried by this punch made the two elders guarding the ring slightly raise their brows.

The girl in front of Ye Yan's face also changed a bit, and she raised her brows slightly.

He pulled out the blue long sword in his hand and cut it out.

"Crack!"

A sour voice came from the place where the fist and the long sword clashed.

The two started a fierce battle.

Chapter 8, I said, where do you have the right to question me?

"Damn! What's wrong with this woman? Why does it feel like there is no limit?"

Ye Yan was a little anxious, every time he improved one point, the woman in front of him could use the same strength as him to fight against the enemy.

It's just like how strong he is, how strong the woman in front of him is.

Ling Tianyu looked at the battle between the two, and saw the explosive momentum and the power of the attack, which was no less than Ye Yan in the contemplative realm.

"Interesting, worthy of being the protagonist, he is only eight-level forging his body, but he is able to exert a concentrated attack power. It seems that this guy's body has been specially tempered."

Looking at the two of them quietly, it seems to be extremely fierce between them, but the battle that is still in the range of children's fights actually brings up an interesting feeling.

"No, we can't fight for a long time!"

Ye Yan felt that he was already a little weak, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes.

He took a few steps back, and then suddenly agitated his body, really agitating as if he had been forced to take a breath.

The whole person directly gained weight.

At the same time, a blood-red mark appeared on his forehead.

Like a burning flame.

The whole person's momentum skyrocketed in an instant.