"Miss, I'll be hitting a few times, it's about to start..."

Looking at the re-step of the martial arts stage, Meng Yang looked at Fu Tianzhuo who was beaten with no help.

In this short period of tea, the huge martial arts stage was divided into a small oddeba by the deacon of Qianyuan Sect.

Looking down, the small odesbath is round, with a radius of fifty meters. There are one to hundreds of flags inserted on the base of the center circle.

With a glance, you can basically see that the martial arts stage where you are fighting is there.

Until Lin Zitong stopped and pointed at Fu Tianzhuo and snorted proudly, the majestic voice of the Great Elder sounded in everyone's ears.

At this moment, Fu Tianzhuo covered his face and stood in front of Meng Yang without watching the speech of the elder on the martial arts stage.

Chonghong's eyes were filled with resentment and stared at Meng Yang. As long as Meng Yang's eyes were removed, he would shake into his sight.

"Now I announce that the first melee between Qianyuan Zongkui is the beginning..."

At this moment, the Great Elder shouted and all the disciples of the martial arts stage took the stage together.

Meng Yang smiled awkwardly at Fu Tianzhuo, without hesitation, grabbed the number in his hand and walked towards No. 17 Martial Arts Xiaotai.

Gao Yubo was just recovering from a serious illness, and with the persuasion of Meng Yang and Fu Tianzhuo, he gave up the dispute this year.

Because of his age and his cultivation level in Chuwu, Lin Zitong also gave up on this year's Queburo's struggle.

As for Fu Tianzhuo, even though he was standing at the No. 32 Martial Arts Show, his stubborn and resentful eyes still passed through the crowd and looked at Meng Yang.

Their stunning power in their eyes made the other disciples of the No. 32 Martial Arts TV terrified and avoided them one after another.

"Miss in red, if your mother knew that you had such a nickname as a bastard, she wouldn't beat you to death when she went home."

On the viewing stage, a middle-aged man looked quite similar to Fu Tianzhuo. He looked disgusted as he listened to the congratulations from the people around him.

Although she wears simple clothes and contains very light qi and blood, the aura formed by staying in a high position for a long time has made everyone around her dim.

Although this person did not sit in the Kuishi family ranking, since the moment he appeared and sat down, at least seven top ten Kuishi family heads came to greet him. On the surface, the Fu family was indeed a family engaged in paint traders, but secretly, only a few people knew that the current peak owner of the Qianyuan Zong Medicine Artifact Peak is actually the grandfather of the Fu family and the grandfather of Fu Tianzhuo.

At least half of the disciples of the Medicine Artifact Peak Refining Lineage let the Fu family sell the treasures they have refined.

Below the pigment trader, the trade routes of treasures are spread throughout the Zhao State.

It is a bit exaggerated to describe it as a wealthy country, but it is definitely the largest local tyrant in Nanzhou, Zhao State.

Therefore, it is not Meng Yang's envious words that Fu Tianzhuo has a mine at home, but that it is based on evidence.

"Meng Yang, the number one in the inner sect, actually got together with him."

Looking at Meng Yang wearing a flying fish suit, the No. 17 Martial Arts disciple looked ugly and his heart was shocked.

They were relieved until Meng Yang nodded to them with a smile and sat cross-legged in the corner of the martial arts stage.

As for Mengyang, everyone knows the new disciples.

When he fought with Fu Tianzhuo, he was praised as the well-deserved number one in the inner sect.

At this moment, Meng Yang's behavior was obviously not intended to touch the battle between them.

After all, although Meng Yang's strength is only as strong as the early stage of the Chu Martial Arts, his martial soul is so strong that even the Kui Shi family is invincible.

It is hard to guess that Meng Yang will definitely win the title of Kui.

Thinking of this, all the disciples on Stage No. 17 began to slowly gather martial arts under the slightly red face.

Some clever disciples bowed and told Meng Yang that they were fond of their favor.

Some female disciples wanted to come forward and ask for safety, but even if they didn't get the ranking, they would be better than the first game.

As long as Meng Yang's consent is obtained and standing by his side, I believe that there are not many disciples on the No. 17 Martial Arts Show.

Among them, there are even some women with natural beauty and pretty beauty who have the idea of ​​Meng Yang.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yang's eyes flashed at this time, and he fell on another beautiful and charming woman with a deep waist.

Sensing the gaze that fell on him, Song Yaoqing, who was standing on the No. 18 martial arts stage, immediately turned her head and looked.

With eyes facing each other, Meng Yang's smile just started, and Song Yaoqing's green eyebrows, which were like clear water, frowned, and then she stretched out.

During the hunting battle, Song Wanqing had an understanding of Meng Yang's strength. Although she found out that the Lin family Meng Yang was the one who robbed her spiritual herb, she was not looking for Meng Yang's bad luck. This is not to say that Meng Yang is so outstanding that she captured her heart.

But during that period, almost everyone was practicing in seclusion for Kuizhizheng.

Meng Yang left Qianyuan Sect to do sect tasks and earned the contributions of his disciples, so naturally the two of them could not meet them.

However, maybe even Meng Yang didn't know that among the few people who contributed his wealth and bought his information, Song Wanqing was the one who bought his information.

Among the female disciples who were watching the battle with Fu Tianzhuo that day, Song Wanqing's figure was there.

Whether it was the human-shaped martial soul that shocked her, or the first level of the martial arts at the beginning of Meng Yang, the martial soul strangely reached the Xuan level, which made her feel scared when she saw Meng Yang showing her face now, and she thought about it with joy.

In Song Wanqing's mind, Meng Yang was just an alien, a dark horse monster that rushed out for no reason.

Not to mention, there are so few female disciples in the top ten families who can be praised by everyone.

Apart from another woman named Hou who he had never met before, it is the heroic Song Wanqing of the Song family.

Almost all the remaining eight families are male disciples. It can be foreseeable how talented Song Wanqing is.

In this competition for the title, Song Wanqing is one of Meng Yang's targets.

The face was like autumn peaches, and the color was like spring dawn. Although he saw anger flashing by, he had an indescribable unique charm.

Clean white clothes stand in the crowd, like a tree with jade branches, planted in clear water and green mountains, and the scattered light is radiant.

The thin eyebrows, which were slightly applied with lip polish and ink painting, were quite like autumn lotus drawn out by a beautiful stroke, which was shockingly beautiful.

Yes, Meng Yang was a little surprised. He hadn't seen him for several months, and Song Wanqing seemed to be more feminine.

If this woman were in her previous life, she would definitely be the spokesperson for Mulan to kill the enemy in a costume TV series.

The only disadvantage is that this woman has grown up, but this...

"You, you bastard..." Looking at the serious Meng Yang, she suddenly smiled evilly, and Song Wanqing suddenly stared at her eyes widened.

He hugged his chest with his hands, stomped his feet and turned around, and the white snow sword in his hand was even more buzzing.

If it weren't for the Kui assessment, I'm afraid the fans would be so angry that they would be at Meng Yang.

"It turns out that the woman who almost cut off my arm with a sword in the hunting ground. She is awesome at the seventh level of the late stage of the first martial arts!"

Seeing Song Wanqing turn around, Meng Yang's deliberate smile suddenly calmed down and his face became concentrating.

The Kuishi family only attracted the most to Meng Yang, and Fu Tianzhuo did not count.

Bai Ziyu, a scholar with a different pupil in the Bai family, was still very strong even though he was tied by Fu Tianzhuo who had left the seclusion.

The Dongmen family's Fenglonggong Dongmen army, the Mao family's love group Yuxiao Mao Ning, and several other geniuses from the aristocratic families who have never seen before.

The rest are the Du family, Du Zijin, Duo of the Sea of ​​Duanshan, and the two of them are drawn by the immortal Ye Zheng.

As for another beggar dressed up as a young man who was quickly scanning his eyes while hunting, Meng Yang didn't know if he was from the Kuishi family.

He also asked Fu Tianzhuo afterwards, but Fu Tianzhuo also said he didn't know.

The last person was naturally the only sword fairy Song Wanqing.

"Boom boom boom..."

Just as all the martial arts disciples of the martial arts stage reached the peak, a thunder sounded from the mysterious pillar completely ignited the battle for Kui.

In an instant, there were shouts, weapons and spoiling sounds of blood and dying, like a storm, rushing towards the sky of the Disciples Hall.

Without the old foundation to play, they all stood in the martial arts stage and cheered for their disciples.

There were also some people with ghost cats on their faces and wearing the same funny clothes shouting slogans that made Meng Yang almost laugh.

"Brother Lin, there is only one chance, please see the trick..."

"It's just that you say bad things about me in front of Xiaofang on weekdays. I want her to know that only I can deserve him."

"As long as I win the Quebec battle, even if I get eliminated in the second game, I will have a reward from the owner of the family."

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Just as Meng Yang looked complicated and listened to various confrontational words on the field, a hidden weapon suddenly flew towards him.

Meng Yang's expression remained the same. He stretched out his fingers with Ben Leizhi who was faster than the hidden weapon, clamped the hidden weapon to his fingertips, and removed the force from it.

With a glance, I saw the horse-faced man hiding in the crowd and staring at him.

Seeing Meng Yang coming, the young man with horse face was shocked and was guilty and was about to sweep to other places.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air, with a long rainbow-like stream of light, spreading bigger and bigger in his shrinking pupils.

When the hidden weapon stopped a little outside his eyebrows and fell to the ground, the man with horse faced clothes was instantly soaked in cold sweat.

His trembling legs and pale face almost stopped at this moment.

Only the heart that was beating wildly, the qi and blood flowing in the body, and the breath that almost suffocated him to death proved that he was still alive.

Shaking his head, Meng Yang stopped paying attention to the No. 17 Battle Stage, but set his sight on the No. 32 Battle Stage.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Fu Tianzhuo suddenly turned around and staring at his childish look.

At this moment, Fu Tianzhuo's back was facing the battle platform, but no one dared to take action. The death-taking sword in his hand made the disciple's heart tremble.
To be continued...