Wang didn't watch Zhuge Qing's competition, but came to Shen Yuan's competition venue.

Shen Yuan walked into the test venue.

The opponent is Wang And.

But the king did not appear for a long time.

Wang Ai sat in the stands watching the game, his face was a little ugly, and he looked worried, and next to him, sat Lu Ci.

"Lao Wang, what's wrong with you? Are you still having a headache because of Zhang Chulan?"

"No.

Wang Ai shook his head, his eyes fell on the fighting field, and his eyebrows were worried.

A month ago, he had brought his grandson, Wang He, to Longhu Mountain to find the old heavenly master to discuss the matter of Luo Tian Dajiao.

Wang Ji wanted to challenge Zhang Lingyu.

Who knew that Zhang Lingyu hadn't answered yet, but his junior brother Shen Yuan took over, and even blocked the spirit commander with a golden light spell.

"Lao Wang, are you worried about your grandson, hahaha, that's right, although the spirit general is powerful, but Lei Fa is his nemesis, speaking of which, your grandson is really unlucky, so soon he ran into the personal inheritance of Longhu Mountain.

Lu Ci smiled and glanced at Shen Yuan in the fighting field, but did not take it to heart.

It's just a hairy boy.

"But this kid is said to have just become a disciple of his own lineage, and Lei Fa is also a beginner, whether he can break your family's methods, it's hard to say, your grandson has learned to restrain spirits since he was a child.

After Lu Ci finished speaking, he glanced at the side, and saw that Lao Wang still looked worried, and he was a little puzzled in his heart

"And he fought him. Wang Ai sighed.

"Could it be that the king has not been defeated?" Lu Ci frowned.

"No, the victory is not scored, but it is not an opponent, and even the defense of the Golden Light Spell cannot be broken. "

Although the spirit detainee general has a nemesis, he is not even afraid of the golden light curse, what the hell is going on?" Lu Ci stared at Lao Wang's face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Take a look. Wang

Ai's eyes fell on the gate of the fighting arena, will his grandson not even have the courage to fight?"

No one responded.

"What about Wang Jiren? As the grandson of Wang Lao, his strength is not weak, won't he dare to fight?"

"Shan Shitong abstained, this kid won't also abstain, what's the situation..."

There

weren't many people in the stands, and most of them went to watch Zhuge Qing's game.

But this noisy discussion is not small.

Wang Ai's face became more and more ugly, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Killing intent towards Shen Yuan.

If it weren't for Shen Yuan, how could his grandson become like this...

"The king is coming!" cried out.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a yellow-haired figure slowly walked into the playing field.

Now there is no longer that kind of arrogance and invincibility on his face, only the color of perseverance.

Last time, it wasn't that there was no winner.

Grandpa didn't know that later he had a competition with Shen Yuan, and he was defeated, and he was completely defeated.

These days, he has been cultivating hard in order to be able to defeat Shen Yuan one day.

But on this day, I didn't have the courage to step through the door, and before I entered, I felt the fear of failure.

"I thought you wouldn't dare to come. Shen Yuan crossed his arms, and his tone was a little lazy.

"No more nonsense. The king's eyes were as if they were two abysses from hell.

Clusters of black mist-like soul bodies surrounded him, exuding a terrifying cold aura, and the audience shivered with coldness.

Wang also reclined on the seat of the stands and almost fell asleep, but as soon as this breath came out, he suddenly woke up.

"What's that?" he

stretched, his brow furrowed slightly, his brow furrowed slightly.

Not only him, but also the people in the stands were a little flustered.

"What's that?"

"Ghost... Is that a ghost

...""This is not a god, what kind of means?""

..."Everyone

in the stands trembled, and their pupils trembled, which couldn't help it.

All the fear stems from that black mist.

"Is this the Detention Spirit?" Lu Ci muttered as he stared at the black mist beside Wang He.

Although he knew that the Wang family had such a magical skill as the Soul Restraint General, he had never seen it.

The black mist beside Wang Ji gradually condensed into a human form, making a sound similar to the howl of a ghost crying a wolf, and rushed towards Shen Yuan overwhelmingly.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong. The root of all gases. Extensive repair of the catastrophe. Prove my supernatural powers.

Shen Yuan silently recited the mantra, and his whole body burned with a golden light like a flame.

The strange black mist slammed into his golden light like waves crashing in, wave after wave.

In the face of this continuous offensive, Jin Guang did not move at all, and there was nothing unusual.

"Why, I've obviously become stronger, why can't I break your golden light!" Wang He's

shocked expression became more and more intense.

No matter how much he urged the Detention Spirit Commander, he couldn't help the slightest bit of that golden light.

In the past month or so, in order to improve his strength, he tried every means to get a lot of elves for him to cultivate.

Compared with before, his strength is obviously not at the same level.

It's obviously reborn.

Why?

Why!"

Shen Yuan sighed, "I don't want to fight a protracted battle with you, let's fight quickly."

After speaking, black thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, and at the same time, the golden light in his whole body did not dissipate, and the thunder light and golden light blended together.

In an instant, his figure came to Wang He's back, raised his palm wrapped in golden light and thunder light, and slapped it hard.

"Disappeared?"

Wang Ji was shocked when he saw the other party disappear.

Before he could think about it, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and his body couldn't help but fall forward.

He fell to the ground with a bang, spitting bloody arrows from his mouth.

At the same time, the black mist that surrounded him disappeared and returned to his body.

"How come? I'm defeated, I'm still defeated, I'm not an opponent, I'm not an enemy.

"Why?"

"I should, everything is right—"

Wang He lay on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and muttered to himself.

My own courage is like a joke.

The Soul Guard will be like a joke.

The Wang family, it's a joke...

"Hahaha.

Wang put his face to the ground and began to laugh, blood pouring out of his mouth one by one.

"Hahaha!" The

laughter echoed in the fighting field, a little weird.

"Hey!" Wang Ai sighed deeply, and his body moved, and he came to Wang Ji's side.

The old figure squatted down, helped up the young body, and slowly walked out of the competition venue.

"Hahaha!"

the heart-wrenching laughter still echoed in the test venue.

"Am I a little too much?" Shen Yuan touched his head.

Old Man Wang won't settle accounts with himself, right?"

"Winner, Shen Yuan!" the referee announced the result.

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