The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

I'm sure I won't be able to hit him with this knife!

How would he change his tactics? He took the knife with both hands and approached...

For a moment, the possible responses that Shen Lang might make flashed through the monk's mind like a slide show.

It only took him one breath to think of several possibilities.

It can be seen that this person has a good combat instinct, and it is no accident that he has come here.

result……

puff...

The monk's sword hit Shen Lang's left shoulder hard.

The monk was stunned, and there was an uproar on the field.

For a moment, blood spread out from Shen Lang's shoulder.

The monk wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack, but was shocked to find that Shen Lang's blood was like ice, which slowed down his sword.

In just this one moment, Shen Lang's Thunder and Fire Sword condensed into shape and poured directly into his body.

thump……

The monk fell to the ground, his eyes blurred and he showed a crazy smile.

Shen Lang took advantage of the situation and kicked him out of the ring.

Seeing this, Longqi on the sidelines hurried forward to help him eliminate the mental attack.

Dragon Rider is becoming more and more adept at this job.

"Shen Lang, Shen Lang!"

"Shen Lang, I love you!"

"Shen Lang you are awesome!"

"Hahahaha, I won, I finally won!"

The audience cheered.

They didn't make much money from buying Shen Lang this time, but at least they made some money.

Shen Lang's victory was not a surprise, but rather reasonable.

Shen Lang, who fought two tough battles, deserves to win the championship.

…………

"Then, no surprise!" the host shouted passionately, "Contestant Shen Lang, you have overcome all difficulties and won the championship. Please allow Contestant Shen Lang to give a speech to express his gratitude for winning the award!"

Shen Lang bowed to all four directions and said with a smile: "First of all, I would like to thank the palace for giving me this opportunity. Without the palace's training, I, Shen Lang, would not be where I am today!"

"Secondly, thank you for your hard work in supervising the battle over the past few days."

"Young Master leaped into the mortal realm at the age of eight, entered the Sea of ​​Gods in seven days, entered the Zhoutian realm at the age of ten, and entered the Free and Easy Realm at the age of fifteen. He is a role model for our generation! His status in my heart is no less than that of a god!"

"I, Shen Lang, have always been looking at your back as you walk forward. I only hope that one day I can see your back and be satisfied."

"What kind of identity and status does the young master have? We are only cultivators in the Leaping Ordinary Realm, but he personally supervises the battle. This is a great honor! He himself is the one I yearn for. On this battlefield, he has pointed out the direction for me to move forward."

"I wanted to give up several times, especially when I played against the previous champion. The pressure was overwhelming."

"But every time I want to give up, I will look into your eyes. His approving look is my motivation to move forward!"

"I told myself, I can't fall down, I can't fall down, I can't fall down here, otherwise how can I be qualified to chase after the young master's back?"

Zhao Huaibei was a little stunned.

Approving look?

Me, have I ever?

Take me as an example...

Ah.

This kind of monk without any background can only look up at me on the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

Shen Lang is quite self-aware and knows that he can only watch me from afar.

Well……

Should we give him a chance to follow the God in his heart for a while?

"After that, I also want to thank Yuelai Inn. When I was little, my mother told me that children from poor families grow up early... My first job was at Yuelai Inn. Yuelai Inn has good service, and there are three types of rooms to choose from: Tianzi, Dizi, Renzi, and the price is fair and affordable."

"The Tianzi room has a spirit gathering array, which is the best place for cultivators to rest."

“Stay at Yuelai Inn and enjoy a successful life!”

"I also want to thank Weiyuan Escort Agency. Choose Weiyuan and you won't lose your darts! I laid the foundation in my early years by learning kung fu from an escort master. They showed me what seriousness and professionalism are..."

"What the hell is this..." Butler Wang frowned slightly: "Is he promoting this?"

Steward Wang was about to stop him, but saw Zhao Huaibei gently wave his hand: "I think this man speaks from the bottom of his heart. It is rare for him to be grateful and repay kindness."

Butler Wang's face was suddenly filled with black lines.

From the bottom of my heart?

Just because I praise you a few words is considered to be from the bottom of my heart?

With your bloodline, your aptitude, and your resources, it would be a miracle if you can't enter the realm of Xiaoyao by the age of fifteen!

Also, this life experience is obviously made up. There are so many unreasonable things in it!

Mo Yi was jumping up and down behind the crowd. Seeing Shen Lang had finished shouting out the slogan, he quickly said to the people around him, "Come on, thirty spirit stones for Yuelai Inn, twenty spirit stones for Weiyuan Escort Agency, and twenty spirit stones for Tianyifang..."

Shen Lang said six advertisements before stopping.

This time Mo Yi was there to discuss business, and Shen Lang was a star who was there to endorse the product, so Mo Yi could only take 20%, and the bulk of the profits went to Shen Lang.

This is what Shen Lang thought of, a better way to make money.

After Shen Lang finished speaking, Zhao Huaibei's lazy voice rang out: "The other prizes are here, and as for the technique... you are lucky today, the prince will personally give you the technique."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, Your Majesty!"

…………

Soon, Shen Lang received the award and came to the study of Zhenbei King Zhao Qingyang.

As soon as he entered the room, Shen Lang felt a sense of oppression.

The layout of this study is so uncomfortable, the bookshelves are so densely packed that it's hard to breathe.

There is only one person in this study room now, the King of Zhenbei, Zhao Qingyang.

He was dressed in black, had a solemn look on his face, and was sitting there reading a book.

In theory, a master of the Heaven Realm could control his appearance, but Shen Lang saw an old look in Zhao Qingyang...

"Are you Shen Lang?" Zhao Qingyang put down the book and looked at Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, greetings to the prince!" Shen Lang did not perform the monk's salute, but instead gave a military salute.

Chapter 48 Master and Wild Dad

"Ah."

Zhao Qingyang silently looked at the young man whom he defined as a loser.

At this age, he has only reached the Yuefan realm, and the Zhoutian realm is the end of his life.

Cultivators like Shen Lang can be found everywhere.

If people are compared to fish, then the common people are shrimps in the river, which can only eat mud. Cultivators like Shen Lang are small fish, not even big fish, let alone jumping out of the water to see the vast world.

However, this kind of person is not at the bottom of society after all. Wei Qianluo would not be too comfortable following him, but he would not be as miserable as before. It was just right...

"Wait, your blood..." Zhao Qingyang was about to give Shen Lang a reward, but he noticed that there was something wrong with Shen Lang's blood.

"My blood..." Shen Lang looked a little confused.

Wouldn't this guy find out that my blood is similar to his? He mustn't think that I am his long-lost father...

That shouldn’t be the case. I have only awakened less than one tenth of my bloodline power.

Zhao Qingyang waved his hand, and a drop of blood flew out from Shen Lang's wound and stopped in front of Zhao Qingyang.

Zhao Qingyang let out a soft "eh".

This bloodline... is somewhat similar to the bloodline of my Zhao family, but also very different.

The power of blood is very shallow, and its attribute seems to be extremely cold.

If Shen Lang's blood is ice, then the Zhao family's blood is snow.

It’s hard to say which is better.

In fact, this involves an evolutionary issue. Shen Lang's bloodline is the most primitive bloodline of the Zhao family.

Let’s put it this way, if Shen Lang is fully awakened, his bloodline should be the same as that of the Zhao family’s ancestor.

The Zhao family's bloodline has gone through countless years and generations, and is already very different from the first generation.

Simply put, the current Zhao family is not as pure as Shen Lang.

Their family's martial arts techniques were gradually modified into the current ones due to changes in their bloodline.

"Your Highness, is there something wrong?" Shen Lang asked cautiously.

"Nothing." Zhao Qingyang waved his hand, and the drop of blood turned into blood mist and disappeared.

"You recently accepted an apprentice?"

"Your Highness even knows this?" Shen Lang was touched. "I've heard that Your Highness loves his people like his own children, but I never thought that Your Highness would really pay attention to the affairs of a small person like me."

"Serving the prince is truly the greatest fortune of my life!"

"I heard it by chance." Zhao Qingyang ignored Shen Lang's flattery: "The disciple you accepted seems to be past the best age for cultivation. Why did you accept her?"

When saying the last sentence, Zhao Qingyang used the soul-stealing technique!

A person with Shen Lang's cultivation level will definitely tell the truth under this kind of magic.

Zhao Qingyang's eyes were on Shen Lang, as if he wanted to pierce him.

At this moment, Shen Lang felt as if a thorn in his back was thorned, and his soul was shaken.

"Because I want to beat her..."

The truth came out of his mouth.

"Huh?" Zhao Qingyang was stunned for a moment.

Want to beat her? Beat my daughter, Zhao Qingyang?

Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn, if this thing is used in interrogation, who can withstand it?

"My learning experience was a bit tortuous. At that time, my master used a rattan stick to beat me every day, saying that this would help me to stand in a horse stance well."

"At that time, I thought that I must find an apprentice who can handle beatings, so that I can have fun..."

Shen Lang said cautiously: "Your Majesty, this is the education method passed down from generation to generation in our sect. Do you think it is inappropriate?"

"Why do you think she is resistant to convulsions?"

"Well... her innate physique is the best I've ever seen. Her strength can be said to be natural. Plus, at her age, she doesn't feel any psychological burden when she beats me. She's just right..."

Zhao Qingyang looked at the book in front of him silently and listened to Shen Lang's explanation quietly.

My daughter is extraordinary.

However, this is anti-sucking...

For some reason, Zhao Qingyang really wanted to beat Shen Lang up.

However, when he thought about Wei Qianluo's life and death on the road to learning skills, Zhao Qingyang felt very happy.