Among the crowds surging on both sides of the stands in the martial arts venue.

The boy in black sat down casually in a dark corner, holding a cup of bronze Pixiu wine glass in his hand, and smearing the amber wine in his mouth.

Then he spoke softly, as if he was talking to himself in the dark: "It has successfully aroused that boy Shi Hong's rebellious mentality. When he ends up in a while, he will definitely take ruthless measures. Maybe he will beat Shi Yi alive."

A moment later, he received a response. At the entrance beside him, in an inconspicuous corner, and in the shadow of despised, a satisfied voice came: "Well, it's very good."

Then, a tall figure who couldn't see his face clearly walked out of it. He patted Quartz on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job and I will definitely do what I promised you."

"So do I need to take action next? After all, I am more than a little better than Shi Hong and the others."

As if out of fear, the boy Quartz lowered his head as he spoke.

He tried not to look at the person beside him, and focused on staring at the amber liquid surface in the wine glass, his microwaved face.

It seems that I want to re-recognize myself again.

The person who walked out of the shadow was a little surprised that Quarz actually made such a suggestion on his own initiative.

He glanced at the boy and said with some regret: "You are very smart, but unfortunately you are a little older, otherwise I will definitely be able to make you a genius."

The meaning of rejection in the words is already very clear.

Quartz broke the thought of gaining more benefits, stood up and nodded: "I understand, I hope we have a chance to cooperate next time."

After a pause, he shouted in a trembling tone: "Fourth Master..."

After calling out this title, Quartz raised his head and drank the wine in his hand suddenly, without giving the mysterious man a chance to defend himself.

He stood up and left without looking back, disappearing among the crowd coming and going.

"Tsk, a very smart kid."

The shadow on the Fourth Master's face melted, revealing the golden lion-like face that was open and angry, with an evil smile on his lips: "Do you think you have held some handles when you point out my identity? Hehe, child, you will never know how you are facing."

After saying that, the "Fourth Master" disappeared silently, like a wisp of blue smoke blown away by the wind.

The children of the stone clan and the waiters came and went, but people ignored this strange scene.

In the most popular spotlight in the stands, the righteous Fourth Master has already stood with Shi Hong, the descendant of the Sixth Master, quietly watching Shi Yi and Shi Ziteng entering the venue.

Shi Hong, five years old, was dressed in exquisite, small silver armor, black hair spread out, and was carrying a half-meter-long warhammer in his hand, which was quite wild and heroic, just like a berserker walking out of the jungle.

A domineering and fierce aura vaguely scattered.

He looked at Xiao Qiaoan, who was like a banished immortal, and glanced back and forth on his strange eyes, then couldn't help laughing: "You are Shi Yi? You are born with a god? You will be comparable to ancient sages in the future. You will be so laughing! It's just a girl-like porcelain doll. I advise you to go back quickly, don't be beaten into meat paste by my two hammers, that would be a pity for your face."

Qiao An glanced at the passerby indifferently: "Oh, who are you?"

Shi Hong glared: "You snatched my four-leaf star grass, but you still don't know who I am?"

"I eat so many meals every day, and I have to remember the source of every spiritual medicine. Wouldn't I be exhausted..."

Shi Hong sneered, slammed the heavy hammer in his hand, and smashed it into the stone slab under his feet with a "bang". The intimidation was self-evident, and he said lightly: "It doesn't matter, from today, it will be unforgettable for you to keep it for your whole life!"

hehe.......

Qiao An was too lazy to pay attention to this little brat. His eyes flicked over the little guys beside the Fourth Master, and he felt a little uneasy.

With his double pupils, he could not understand the origin of these children at the first time.

They seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, a little strange, and seemed to contain strange power, which actually resonated with Qiao An.

This made him very curious and wanted to delve into it and see what it was.

Just as the divine light flashed in his double pupils and the sun and the moon appeared, the Sixth Master stepped forward and interrupted the process.

The old man stood in front of several children and looked at Shi Ziteng in front of Qiao An, and issued a final warning: "Zi Teng, admit your mistake, spit out the things you took out before, and swear to stop. We will not care about your previous transgressions!"

His voice was like a bell, his white hair was floating, and his old body did not dry out at all. On the contrary, his muscles were as tangled as an old tree with a wrong root.

The thin light blue training clothes were open, and the bronze skin looked like a divine copper that had been tempered for thousands of times, revealing most of its strong chest muscles, and exuding a breath of yang and strong all over the body.

Every move exudes a scent of force.

Shi Ziteng was not affected by this at all, and also burst into a breath that was not inferior to the older generation, and fought strongly: "Sixth Master, are you kidding? I am not wrong, why should I admit my mistake?"

The fourth master, who is like a golden lion, scolded, "Isn't it a mistake to privately seize the cultivation resources of the children of the same clan? So, what is wrong in your heart?"

"Just, all the resources of Yi'er are obtained through the process of the Wuwang Mansion. After the approval of his ancestors, how can we rob? Is the Fourth Master so confused?"

At the end, Shi Ziteng began to be rude.

Sixth Master snorted: "That's because my ancestors were blinded by you. Today I will let everyone in the Wu Prince's Mansion see it. Those with double pupils are just like this! Hong'er, let them see it!"

Five-year-old Shi Hong smiled, put down the war hammer in his hand, jumped, and jumped directly into the center of the martial arts field from the stands.

"Dong!"

The moment he fell, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and complex rune lights flashed on the tightly-sewn blue bricks. The entire huge martial arts field shook three times, as if it was hit by a meteorite, and even the guardian array was touched.

Wow!

Such a big noise immediately attracted the attention of many stone clans present.

"Uh...isn't that Shi Hong? Are you going to play so soon?"

"What is he doing? Why are he walking towards the giant mysterious golden cauldron?"

"Damn, he wanted to lift that giant cauldron up. How is this possible? This cauldron has at least 10,000 kilograms!"

"hiss......"

"This...the cub of the ancient ferocious beast!"

Under the incredible eyes of many people, Shi Hong's young body burst out with amazing divine power.
Chapter completed!