War God Supreme

　　Li Lingtian took the sign. The number on the sign was 1888. After seeing this number, a smile appeared on his face, but more of it missed.

　　 In the previous life, human beings care about numbers, they all like Geely's numbers. This eight is Geely's number. I didn't expect that it was actually 1888.

　　Under the eyes of countless envy and jealousy, Li Lingtian left helplessly, Tang Zimeng followed him, he was always the focus of everyone, but it was the focus of envy and envy.

　　 Soon, the registration was over, and I had a rest at noon. There was a competition in the afternoon, because tens of thousands of disciples of Zongmen, if it was slow, I didn’t know that it would be dragged into the year of the monkey.

　　 "Brother, this Li Lingtian, I seem to have seen it."

　　After Li Lingtian left, a disciple of the ninth order of the warrior said, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

　　 "Li Lingtian, Li Lingtian, I know. The last life and death canyon, the one I played against Yang Xiaotian."

　　 Another disciple of the ninth-order martial artist kept remembering, and finally remembered the life and death canyon. When he thought of the life and death canyon, he could not help but look at Li Lingtian and felt trembling in his heart.

　　 Li Lingtian and Tang Zimeng came to the edge of the square and waited for other disciples to compete. He didn't care about his own competition at all, because his goal was to be the first in the inner door, and to compete with the Wuling strong.

　　 And his serial number is 188, if it comes in order, it is almost at the end.

　　Tang Zimeng ignored the eyes of others and looked at the bitter face of Li Lingtian.

　　 "Brother Ling Tian, ​​what do you do with a bitter face, are you still aggrieved, could you still be thinking about the princess, or the sister just now?"

　　Tang Zimeng said softly that the two of them had grown up together all the time. After Zongmen, they met every now and then, but they rarely met in the past two years.

　　 The last time I saw Li Lingtian Xiu soared, I was very happy. Although I was worried about Li Lingtian entering the Demon Valley, she understood that good men were aspiring.

　　 During this time, I miss Li Lingtian more and more strongly. This time, I finally found Li Lingtian, but I just saw Li Lingtian and Shangguan Ling'er together.

　　 "Nangong Mingyue, a royal chief princess, proud and arrogant, self-righteous."

　　Li Lingtian was startled, and obviously felt that Tang Zimeng was jealous. He could make this goddess of the peerless world jealous for himself, and there was nothing unsatisfactory.

　　 Thinking of the appearance of Nangong Mingyue, Li Lingtian shook his head. It was because he used to be an idiot and put such a beautiful fiancee in pursuit of Nangong Mingyue.

　　 The test was quick, only listening to the sound of shouting No. 1888 from the high platform, and a young man walked towards the ring.

　　Li Lingtian's face showed a smile, then stood up and walked toward the ring, his own competition was about to begin.

　　 "Brother Ling Tian, ​​how sure are you?"

　　 Tang Zimeng looked at Li Lingtian's back and asked with concern.

　　 "Hehe, this is not my goal, my goal is first, the inner door first."

　　Li Lingtian said lightly, his body accelerated, and he disappeared into the sea of ​​people in a blink of an eye. When he appeared again, he had come under the ring and walked over the ring step by step.

　　 "Inner door first?"

Tang Zimeng said to himself, his heart was shocked. His brother, Ling Tian, ​​changed so much that she could not understand it. In just a few months, she went from the sixth order of the warrior to the ninth order of the warrior. Now the goal Actually the inner door first.

　　 "No matter how his brother Ling Tian changes, he is Zimeng's closest person."

After 　　 finished, a trace of blush appeared on the delicate little face, because she was Li Lingtian's fiancee.

　　 "Under Xiaotian."

When the young people above the ring saw their opponents coming, they took a fist at Li Lingtian. They wanted to be polite, but when they saw Li Lingtian stepping up step by step, they felt disdainful.

　　 "Li Lingtian."

　　Li Lingtian saw countless disdainful eyes under the ring, the smile on his face was still, and he lightly clenched his fist towards Xiaotian.

　　 "Brother Li, this is not for you, please go down to avoid getting injured when you get it."

　　 Xiao Tian said proudly that Li Lingtian was not seen in his eyes at all. A young man, even if he became the ninth order of the martial arts, it was only promoted by the panacea.

　　Under the steps, countless disciples were all surprised. No one in the third stage of the competition was younger than Li Lingtian. I did not expect a 14-year-old boy to become a ninth-level master.

　　 "Will you die if you don't speak?"

　　 "Where are there so many bullshits, do you want to go on your own, or do I send you on."

　　Li Lingtian said aloud, Nima's, he twitched with him, looking for death, the warrior is only nine steps, what is proud of.

　　 "Wow"

　　 "Hahaha."

There was an uproar under the ring, and countless onlookers laughed out loud.

　　 "Brother Ling Tian, ​​come on!"

　　 At this time, Tang Zimeng's sweet voice sounded, and suddenly let all the disciples stunned, the murderous eyes shot at Li Lingtian.

　　 "Since I'm looking for death, I won't be able to teach you a meal."

　　 "Overlord boxing, get me down."

　　 Xiao Tian was furious, insulted by a teenager, naturally unhappy, seeing the goddess-like Tang Zimeng calling Li Lingtian to cheer, and also wanted to perform in front of the goddess, won the favor of beautiful women.

　　The whole body's true energy is running, the earth martial spirit, the overlord's fist are displayed, and suddenly the whole ring emits a violent breath, the power of the earth.

　　 "Flower fist embroiders legs, can't be fancy."

　　 "Flame of the flames, lie on my stomach."

　　Li Lingtian glanced disdainfully at the fact that the Earth Martial Soul was extremely powerful in defense, but the attack was not strong. The ninth-tier defensive warrior came to attack himself, not to find death.

　　 didn't talk much, took a step forward and directly punched out, there was no running skills, no tricks, a simple punch, but this punch carried the flames that burned the world.

　　 "Boom."

　　 There was a bang, a figure was thrown up, a beautiful arc was drawn, and finally fell fiercely under the ring. Xiao Tian was lying on the ground like a dead pig.

　　 "It's really lying down."

　　 "Hush, what a terrible punch."

　　 "So chic and clean."

　　 "Yellow Tier low-level flame fist, is it so horrible?"

　　 "Strong, really tough, simply defeat the opponent directly, so terrifying strength."

　　 Under the stage, countless disciples saw that Xiao Tian failed. They were all terrified. A young boy actually defeated Xiao Tian so chicly.

　　 "It's a clean move, but I didn't expect to practice the Flame Flame Fist to the extreme, almost reaching the realm."

　　 Wu Wang Zhang Ling's eyes that had been slightly closed became fierce. An ordinary ninth-order disciple did not see it in his eyes. He didn't expect this young man's lowest-level flaming **** fist to defeat the high-level skillful king fist.

　　 "It's really good. I was able to upgrade to the ninth level of martial arts at the age of fifteen, and I cultivated my skills to the extreme. I couldn't find a second person in Tian Yunzong."

The review of several Wuling ninth-level summits is very surprising. The ninth-order martial arts are nothing, but looking at the talents of age and cultivating skills, things that were originally ordinary are now uncommon, not only uncommon, but rather terrifying. .

　　 "Li Lingtian wins."

　　Longtian announced loudly that he could not help but look at Li Lingtian more than once, and was able to get the approval of several elders. Naturally, he was not a normal person.

　　 "Brother Ling Tian, ​​UU reading www.uukanshu.com looks good."

　　 Tang Zimeng said excitedly that the happiness in his heart was more intense. This is his brother Ling Tian and his fiancé.

　　Li Lingtian walked down the ring and came to Tang Zimeng. He reached out and touched Tang Zimeng's hair. There was a hint of smile on his face. It was powerful. Someone had to share it.

　　 "Brother Li, I just did a good job."

　　Cheng Yun and others also came over and admired that the low-level skills that all disciples had not looked at were turned into magic in Li Lingtian's hands.

　　 Several people left the ring and walked toward the ring in the fourth stage. Looking at the fourth stage of the martial arts competition, the martial arts competition is completely different from other disciples.

On the first day, Li Lingtian had three competitions, and he successfully entered the top three hundred, and the martial arts tier nine top three hundred. The comparison on that day was also completed. Waiting to continue the next day, every time he compares, it is easy. One boxing defeated the opponent, and immediately made countless opponents feel discouraged.

　　 Although the number of the first and second stages is tens of thousands, it is extremely fast compared to it. Almost all of them are a one-off strategy. After a day, the progress of the four stages is almost the same.

　　Xue Da entered the next round smoothly, and so did Cheng Yun, except that there was some embarrassment. The fifth-order summit of Shangguan Ling'er Martial Arts was consummated, and he entered the next round smoothly.

　　 "Let's celebrate, and celebrate the next few of us entering the next round."

　　Xue Da said aloud, and at the end he glanced at Li Lingtian, asking for the meaning of Li Lingtian. Although Li Lingtian was the youngest, his strength was horrible, and he gradually focused on him.

"it is good."

　　Li Lingtian nodded. Tang Zimeng was very happy. When he came to Tianyunzong before, he often went out with Li Lingtian to play. This kind of feeling missed me very much.