My Master is Lin Zhengying

For a long time, I couldn't calm down.

It was not until a while later that Bo Jian slowly cupped his fists.

Without saying a word, he turned around and jumped off the ring.

The audience cheered like thunder again.

"Hoohoho!"

"Nan Chen is mighty."

"Did you see, our casual cultivator representatives swept away the genius disciples of all major sects..."

"..."

The casual cultivators all shouted frantically.

In the past, casual cultivators from all walks of life basically made up the numbers.

Since the start of the Taoist Hegemony Tournament, only a few casual cultivators have won the first place.

The rest were captured by the major factions.

In the eyes of the famous sect, Sanxiu is just like the black brand, the lowest level of existence in the Taoist sect.

He is a monk who is looked down upon by the major sects.

The casual cultivators also dared not speak out.

After all, there is indeed a big gap between the overall strength of famous sects and loose cultivators.

But today, Nanchen was born out of nowhere.

With the attitude of an absolute strongman, the first person to sweep the inheritance of the three major forces.

The cultivation base is strong, so that the casual cultivators are excited and cheering.

On the other hand, the faces of all the sects are not good-looking.

Being beaten by a rogue cultivator is really embarrassing.

However, Nan Chen's strength made these genius-level disciples dare not challenge him at will.

at the same time.

A piece of shocking news suddenly spread from the heads of various sects, from the main stage of the famous seniors.

"Have you heard, this Nanchen is not the tenth level of the Huang rank, but the eleventh level against the sky!"

"What, there are still eleven levels in the Huang Jie?"

"That's right! Just now a disciple of Tianshi Mansion went to pour tea and heard it with his own ears.

Seniors from all walks of life deduced that the reason why Nan Chen didn't have the essence of Huang rank was that he didn't reach Xuan rank.

But he was able to defeat the three-way master strongly because he had reached the heaven-defying realm of the eleventh level of the yellow rank. "

"Oh my god! What kind of monster is this..."

"..."

For a while, the surrounding area of ​​the Martial Arts Field exploded.

There are ten heavy yellow ranks, and many people have never heard of it.

It was just now that it was popularized.

There is a state of perfection in each of the major ranks.

That's ten weights.

However, this eleven is unheard of.

Not to mention the younger generation, there are many older generations, even celebrities.

In their cognition, there is no such thing as the eleventh level of the yellow rank.

At this moment, everyone's eyes on Nan Chen changed.

With a high cultivation base, fast cultivation is nothing.

After all, in every era, there will be a few geniuses, the proud sons of heaven.

The speed of cultivation, and the level of cultivation are both astonishingly high and astonishingly fast.

However, it is the most difficult thing to break the original barriers and reach the realm that the predecessor has never reached.

The Nan Chen in front of him is obviously that peerless genius who is unique in all ages.

Many of the older generation, who are getting older, all sigh with emotion at this time:

"This kid is extremely talented, even better than Lin Jiu back then."

"That's right, brother Ziya, Lin Jiu's talent back then was also against the sky.

Unexpectedly, thirty years have passed.

The disciple taught by Lin Jiu is even more of a monster against the sky. "