People are in another world, starting from a prodigal invincible

Hunting in the mountains and forests, the seventh-order profound beasts were destroyed, and everyone's face was full of greasy food, it was already yesterday.

a new day.

Imperial city, courtyard.

Xu Zhishan ran over in a hurry, then kicked open the door of Xu Le's room, holding breakfast in his hand, the next moment, Xu Zhishan directly left the breakfast on the ground.

"Grandma, Xu Le, you bastard, when did you sneak away again? Yesterday I watched you fall asleep and locked the door."

Speaking of this, she tilted her head and turned her head suddenly.

The little chick in the courtyard opened his eyes immediately, and fled out without asking why.

"Look for Er Gouzi for something. He went with Xu Le. I didn't see anything, and he didn't do anything."

"Er Gouzi, let's see how I deal with you later." Xu Zhishan bared two canine teeth viciously.

And this is, a quiet corner.

One person and one dog were eating the soup dumpling from the imperial city, gobbling it up.

After eating, Xu Le wiped his mouth with his hands, and watched the rising sun: "It's another beautiful day, today's students compete in martial arts, we should be safe in the top ten."

Gouzi: "Wow~~~~~~"

"Go, accompany me to draw lots."

After speaking, one person and one dog disappeared into the street.

The soup dumpling guy: "We've finished feeding the calf, boss, those two didn't pay."

Xu Le had already applied for the quota yesterday.

An Wushen, Ye Nanrong, Xu Zhishan, Zhong Ling and Jia Liluo.

After successfully handling the seventh-order mysterious beast yesterday, Jialiluo's confidence has greatly increased. He was already cleaning the parts of the pistol early in the morning, and then installed the spirit stones one by one.

For this competition, Jalilho also made a small change to the pistol. He made ten additional clips, each loaded with spirit stones, and fastened around his waist.

A total of 33 rounds can be fired. You must know that if all 33 rounds hit, the seventh-order profound beast will also lie down, let alone those students of the academy.

Aside from the students from the top three academies, there are very few students from other academies who have reached the state of forgetting each other.

That's not one shot at a time.

Gialileo nudged his glasses on his nose and smiled charmingly.

The dean was right.

Cultivation does not necessarily require talent, but one must have a brain.

It is not necessary to absorb the aura, but you can also find a way to convert the aura into energy.

It's just that the ascetics use themselves as the medium, and they use foreign objects such as pistols as the medium.

In theory it is the same.

And I thought about it yesterday.

The body as a medium is, after all, limited. .

However, black iron is even a better material than black iron.

Does that also mean that I can enlarge the pistol infinitely, and then shoot it out, can the energy contained in it be infinite?
Go back and find a way to do an experiment by yourself, first make a large barrel, as long as the formation is safe and the barrel is strong enough, there must be no problem with more spirit stones.

If it's made infinitely large, wouldn't it blow up the sky with one shot?
I had already thought of the name myself, so I called it Hongtian Gun.

It has to be said that Jalilho has gone further and further on this road.

At this time, Xu Le and Er Gouzi returned to the courtyard satisfied. All the students will go there today, first to see the world, second to see the scene of the competition, and learn from each other's advantages.

A group of people came to the square in a mighty manner. Today the square is less than half the number of people compared to yesterday, so everyone has a place.

Everyone sat down, Xu Le took out the black scroll and threw it to Xu Zhishan.

Xu Zhishan: "Brother Le, why did you throw it at me again?"

Xu Le: "I'm used to it."

Then arrange the order of appearances. In the first round, An Wushen played against Qingbei Academy. Xu Le asked Xiao Qiao to inquire about it, and the opponent was just a genius who had just been promoted to the realm of forgetting each other.

An Wushen should win completely.

In the second round, Ye Nanrong played against the young genius of Fu Dan Academy, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

In the third round, Zhong Ling faced a genius with the surname of Yan from Zhanze University. There was nothing he could do about it. The student with the surname of Yan was rather mysterious, and Xiao Qiao didn't know the specific level of the opponent.

In the fourth round, Ye Wudi of the Gushi Academy could only arrange for Jia Liluo to play.

Xu Le still understood Tian Ji's horse racing. He looked at the enthusiastic Jalilho and complained in his heart, hoping that he would not be beaten too badly later.

Ye Wudi is a big brother in Tianshan Sect, and even Ye Nanrong is no match for him, so there is no other way.

In the fifth round, Xu Le looked at the side who was still gnawing on the leftover lion ribs from yesterday, and smiled knowingly.

The lottery book showed Tianxuan Academy, codenamed One.

Is Tianxuan the Tianxuanzong where Nangongyun belongs?
Every sect has a link with the academy in the cultivation world, so it's hard for Xu Le not to associate the name with Tianxuanzong.

In five rounds, the winning rate is around 60%, you can try it.

There is still an hour before the start of the competition, the atmosphere in the whole square is high, and the shouts of bullying can be heard everywhere.

Xu Le elbowed Xu Zhishan, jokingly said, "Hey, vice president, do you have a slogan?"

Xu Zhishan sucked a mouthful of lion meat, and said hesitantly, "What's a slogan?"

"It's the kind that makes people's blood spurt, the fighting spirit soars and the opponent dies down."

Xu Zhishan smacked his mouth twice, and his eyes lit up: "It's just cursing, isn't it? I will harm others and benefit myself."

So she put the lion meat aside, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Nangong Nangong, whoever fights, if you refuse to accept, I will send you into the palace!"

Xu Le hurriedly stood up, covered Zhishan's small mouth with one hand, and then smiled apologetically at the senior college officials in the distance.

Embarrassing, Xu Zhishan, you read more, not to tell you to read indiscriminately.

The whole square was as dead silent as before, and then cursed all of a sudden.

And in the seats of the Royal Family of Fire in the auditorium, an old man muttered to the man in the middle in a low voice: "My lord, is this an insult to our royal family?"

The man in the middle is silent.

Xu Mangfu, my royal family has enmity with you?
You robbed my royal family of the treasures that guarded the dragon veins. Two years ago, your son came to kidnap my Xiaowu, and now you are openly provoking the dignity of my royal family.

Thinking of this, the man sighed, and said: "Qing family, you are worrying too much, children have words without intentions, and words without intentions."

Who told people to have such a father?If I have such a father, I can also pretend to be coercive.

In the back hill of Nangong Academy, a woman appeared above the lightning rod. The woman carried a big burden on her back, a strange blue light flashed in her eyes, and she said some words that no one could understand from time to time.

Randomly, the woman's eyes returned to normal, she tightened the burden on her back, stepped out, and disappeared.

At the gate of Nangong Academy, two bald-headed monks were sitting upright on the ground at this time, and an old Taoist priest laying in front of them lay the sun.

The old Taoist was assigned to be in charge of some chores at Nangong Academy.

The great monk sat down and insulted: "Smelly Taoist priest, if I hadn't been tired of scolding in the morning, monk, I would have got up and slapped you hard."

The little monk next to him watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

Second master, you should show your hands. The two people are hundreds of years old. One was lying and the other was sitting, and they scolded each other all morning.

Nothing more than those three sentences.

Be careful I slap you.

See if I don't kick you away.

Damn it, the old way will kill you with one fart.