Rebirth Star Giant Mosquito

When these two figures jumped up, everyone had a natural but unexpected thought.

The two figures are quite familiar to third-rate masters.

Even if they are not familiar, I have definitely heard of their name Gao in the past two days.

They are the two young men who swept the blockbuster masters in the ordinary arena of Grand Ceremony City.

Two of them are eleven years old and the other twelve. Speaking of which, among the young talents of this year, it is really difficult to find anyone who compares them with them.

It is the male and female apprentices of the two legendary mysterious masters, the beggar and the idle Taoist.

After the two took the stage, they were also a little surprised, and looked at the bully on the other end.

Xiao Wu was fine, he just thought that the so-called ‘freedom Taoist woman’ should give up this challenge.

And Wang Meier over there, the first thing she realized was that this person should be the so-called juvenile disciple of the beggar, who only knows his name in the past few days, and has never seen his appearance.

But after seeing the appearance of the young man, her eyes paused, almost astonished.

It turned out that this young man was the younger brother Xiao Wu who received when Meier Wang became the incarnation of'Brother Wang.' The two even depended on each other for their lives. They wandered together for a few months. The fraternity of the brothers was equal to deadly friendship.

She also said that after she had a powerful Taoist master, Xianyuan walked ahead of Xiao Wu, but today, Xiao Wu turned out to be a good disciple of the beggar.

"Unexpectedly, his immortal fate is not under me. The old beggar is the friend of the master. With such a master, Xiao Wu will definitely not be much weaker than me... Hey... it's not right."

Wang Meier's soul was flying away, and suddenly she thought of something, her face hard to look.

But the original ringmaster on the stage did not give her too many opportunities to fly into the sky.

"This little sister, you have to challenge me when you come to the stage? Have you seen the challenge process just now, you are still young, don't let yourself be fooled."

The words of the lord brought Wang Meier back to reality.

She put aside the affair between herself and that brother, and now there are more important things that need her to deal with.

"Yes, if you think you will lose, please step down."

"Arrogant, since you are here to challenge, then take responsibility for the next consequences."

The ring master has long been unfamiliar with the recently famous "Little Fairy Wang". For real third-rate masters like them, the so-called "Little Fairy Wang" swept through several major war zones, almost sensationalizing.

Real masters depend on them.

Boom.

There was an explosion in the sky and the earth, and that third-rate expert, at every turn, was an extremely terrifying big move.

Countless second-rate masters looked pale as paper.

They can't handle this kind of move, and they can't even take a single move.

And with the appearance of this trick, the identity of the challenger who confronted Little Fairy Wang was also directly exposed.

He was actually a disciple of the Seven Martial Arts Schools. This move was exactly the skill of the Hengjian School of the Seven Martial Arts Schools, and non-core disciples could not pass it on.

This person was sent by the seven major factions to rule the central ring.

Everyone sighed both unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

They have already guessed about this matter. In fact, there were many disciples sent by the Seven Majors to challenge in the past, but they would not be the core disciples every time. The same disciples who came to the war had victories and losses, and they also caused people to be against The disciples of the seven major factions had misjudged their basic strength levels, and they believed that their third-rate strength levels were nothing more than this.

Only now did I know that the seven major factions just disdain to participate in low-level competitions, and that they really sent geniuses, which are definitely the dominant level.

To fight against such a strongman, Fairy Wang's strength in the ordinary arena of Grand Ceremony City is not enough.

The only hope is for this person to be merciful and not to kill this little fairy. After all, she is still young, and if given a few years, she might be able to shine.

"Little girl, retreat by yourself, this sword faction does not want to quarrel with your master."

After a sword, Wang Meier retreated three steps violently, and the long sword in her hand was somewhat curvy.

The two sides not only have a slight difference in strength levels, but also seem to have huge differences in weapons.

Regardless of all aspects, Wang Meier has no possibility of winning.

But after she turned pale for a moment, she raised her head again.

"If I need to withdraw, you can try again."

After that, her starting style changed.

"Is it the so-called Dugu Nine Sword? Your sword-breaking style has been thunderous recently. Let me try to see if you can even get rid of the sword in my hand."

The beating master sullied his face.

After seeing her unique trick, Wang Xiaomei dared not to retreat, indicating that she did not put herself in the eye, so even if it was wounded or even killed, the opponent's master would not be able to retaliate against herself. ?

That so-called idle Taoist, recognized as a first-rate expert, is quite threatening even if he defeated the palace master of the Great Mansion. Even the masters of their seven major factions will use it as a personal belonging and come to solicit and eat from time to time. I didn't dare to be angry after closing my door.

Therefore, the master of the challenger had first salutes and then pawns, even if he did it, he still had a bit of strength.

But now, he is also a bit angry, giving enough face, since this little fairy doesn’t appreciate it, then she will fight. People of the world, if everything is so sensible, then he will be a fool. I am afraid that the whole world does not exist. Up.

It is precisely because sometimes emotionalization promotes events in it from time to time, the arena is the arena, and there are all kinds of grievances, conspiracy and intrigue.

锵—

The crisp sound of the sword struck in the air, bursting out clusters of sparks.

A sword is obviously incomparable, and most of the credit for the burst of sparks belongs to him.

The other sword looked extremely weak, but it was a bit incredulous that the angle and orientation of the sword's penetration were all at the point where the strength of the opponent's blade was vacant. After hitting one spot, the swords of both sides The front seems to be evenly matched.

Both step back half a step.

"what?"

Suspicious voices came from both sides.

"You can actually block my sword..."

The challenger was a little unimaginable and even doubted the world.

"Master taught me the sword-breaking style, you are the first one who can resist it undefeated."

Xiaomei Wang was also shocked.

The faces of the people next to each other were weird.

Are you still shocked? Could it be that you think that you, who are at a disadvantage everywhere, should defeat the Lord with a single sword. That would be too whimsical.

but…

This so-called "Broken Sword Style" of Little Sister Wang was so powerful that even the core disciple of the Hengjian Sect whose overall strength far surpassed her, was able to fight evenly against her. It was too terrifying.

The apprentice is so terrible, what about the master?

Everyone quietly turned their eyes to the high-end sitting under the stage, as if the old **** was there, watching the idle Taoists fighting on the stage.

This person was calm, as if it wasn't his apprentice who was fighting on stage, and he didn't worry about his apprentice at all.

"drink?!"

On the other side, there was an exclamation from the fighting arena.

From a distance, the beggar disciple who participated in the battle challenge over there, that is, the young boy Wu Wu, was actually on a par with the challenger he was fighting against.

It is completely different from using the broken sword style here, both in terms of the senses and the overall impression.

On Xiao Wu’s side, the master of the ring used extremely large-scale moves. He was also unwilling to show weakness. He waved a palm and shot a long black dragon. The dragon and the enemy’s attack were smashed. The firecrackers were like loud noises. All the arena around. Shaking.

Everyone exclaimed again and again.

Compared with Wang Xiaoxian's battle arena, which is not so aesthetic, there is a real frontal hard anal.

The scene is much better. The key is that Wang Xiaoxian said he was twelve years old, while the male disciple of the beggar was only eleven.

One year short, for this age, that is another level of talent.

Of course, everyone knows that these two seem to have been brought under the walls of their masters at the same time, so in truth, the talents should be similar, and they will have such a level after learning about the same time. They are all talents of the world.

In short, the eleven-year-old boy over there shocked everyone by hitting the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon."

But soon, he waved the bamboo stick in his hand again, and saw that the bamboo stick seemed ordinary, but the moves were all exquisite and exquisite, and the enemy soon lost the backhand power.

During the battle, she secretly watched the Wang Meier on the other side of the ring, her face changed slightly.

She remembered that Xiao Wu probably didn't know herself, and the master had also talked to herself that if the old friend accepted the apprentice, he would fight against him.

So now Xiao Wu only treats himself as a stranger, and then deliberately uses powerful moves to give himself offense.

Even vaguely compared to yourself, who will solve the opponent faster?

"Hmph, you little Wu, when you call my brother Wang, you are quite neat and tidy. Let me take care of you every day. It's better now. I want to give me power. I have the ability, but I won't lose!"

Meier Wang also had a serious face.

Ever since, the enemy of the ringing master opposite him was still at ease just now, even thinking about how to defeat Wang Meier gracefully, but as Wang Meier's mentality changed, he suddenly felt the overwhelming pressure.

In addition to Dugu Nine Swords, Jia Yan also taught Wang Meier other swordsmanship.

And that swordsmanship, Jia Yan said, try not to use it, because it is too strong and consumes true Qi too fast, Wang Meier is not proficient now, and it is likely to cause killing.

Now it's a critical moment.

Otherwise, Xiao Wu will be overshadowed by the limelight, she is very upset.

"Yue female swordsmanship... kill!"

Yes, the real strongest sword technique in the hands of Brother Wang is not Dugu Nine Swords, but another set of swordsmanship that Jia Yan thinks of the master's work, "should not appear in the world".

Yue female swordsmanship.

Xiaoqing, the protagonist in that work, uses this sword technique to fight all over the world without any suspense.

Jia Yan created the Yuenv swordsmanship he imagined, and it took twice as long as the Dugu Nine Swords. It took a full half a day to show the power of this swordsmanship.

But at the same time its consumption is quite gratifying.

Corresponding to consumption, the combat power of this swordsmanship is also beyond doubt.

Women who practice this swordsmanship have bonuses, such as Wang Meier.

She unfolded her sword in an instant, stabs straight down, and the sword suddenly seemed like the weird brilliance that came and went without a trace. A sword pierced the Lord's chest and took away a puff of blood.

"Well, do you still want to fight?"

The panting Wang Meier supported the sword tip and stood proudly on the other side of the ring. At this time, even many second-rate masters had lost their voices because they hadn't seen the movements of Wang Xiaoxian.

Only those high-strength second-rate masters, their faces became serious.

This swordsmanship is a bit too defying, and if they are replaced by them, it is very likely that there will be danger.

"Thank you Wang Xiaoxian for being merciful and surrendering here."

The ring was staggered for a while, and finally touched the injury on his chest, suddenly shook his head bitterly, clasped his fists, and jumped off the stage.

Although the defeat in this battle was not his fault, but the fact that his opponent was too strong, he was destined to be punished by his teacher when he turned his head back after the defeat.

At the same time, on the other side of the small Wu ring, there was a figure flying out of the ring, flying in the air, and the person who was knocked into the air was **** and vomiting.

And the figure standing proudly on the ring is not who Xiao Wu is.

It was the last palm of Jianglong's Eighteen Palms that drove the master of the ring into the air, and it was also the most terrifying "Shenlong Wobble Tail".

Xiao Wu, who thought that he had won and would be faster than the "Little Fairy Wang", looked at him with joy, and his face immediately solidified.

Because all he saw was the little fairy Wang who was smiling like a flower.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and Xiao Wu let out a cold snort, bowing his head down and retiring from the ring.

Unexpectedly, he actually lost.

What little fairy Wang is really an enemy, the master's friend is definitely not an ordinary character.

Even the believers are capable, both of them are so powerful.

He admitted that he had only lost a little, Xiao Wu was not afraid, but he was looking forward to the battle between the two.

"hiss-"

In the audience, it was not until Xiao Wu also stepped down the ring, and after Wang Xiaoxian withdrew the same money, it heard the sound of inhaling air-conditioning one after another.

No one expected that these two young children could really shine in the arena of such absolute masters.

And the last two staring at each other seemed to have some stories. Could it be that these two exceptionally gifted children are still a little frustrated for the holidays?

Accompanied by Wang Xiaoxian and Xiao Wu, retiring from the ring, the masters of the seven major factions looked at these two young men who showed their prowess from a distance, each thoughtful.

There may be shocks in their eyes, or thoughts, or they are thinking about something important. In short, their eyes are wandering between the two children, at most they are vaguely plucked at the master of the two children, but they leave soon. .

The master's perception is very strong. After watching it for a long time, it will cause a begging and resentment.

Beggars and idle Taoists, these two mysterious masters who felt ordinary at first, have become increasingly mysterious and important here.

"Let's pass on the order and invite these two to come and work with me. If you don't want to discuss matters, you can also come over for a cup of tea. Try to be polite."

"Yes…"

In the conference hall where the top masters of the Seven Schools are located, someone suddenly said something.

Everyone around him listened indifferently, but no one said anything against it.

Because they also want to see how sacred these two mysterious powerhouses are.

The other spies didn't know the identities of these two, but they were different. They were very knowledgeable, and many of them had experience of traveling abroad, and they might be able to see through their roots.