If you are so resilient at this age, your future achievements will definitely be extraordinary.

The picky and sarcastic eyes instantly became calm and calm. People turned their eyes to Tang Luo, hoping to learn from their brothers which young master was.

Well? It's also Zhang Sheng's face.

If Tang Xing was a child, then Tang Luo would at most be a young man who had just grown up, with a childish look on his face as a young man as he had not yet retreated. Although his sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes looked very heroic, he still looked too young compared to the warriors on the field. However, his sturdy figure could not be blocked even when he was wearing a wide burqa, which was unforgettable.

Tang Luo obviously didn't expect that the little guy would become the focus because of the little guy's yell. He was not afraid of being a victim, but just felt that if he was recognized by the young man in the game, there would be more unnecessary trouble.

But this is what happens in the world. The more you don’t want it to happen, the more it will happen. Cause and effect are always so naughty.

The young champion on the stage just wanted to see the idiot at first, but after seeing Tang Luo's face, he could no longer move.

The memories of the past surged into my heart. The young champion looked a little ferocious, pointed at Tang Luo's nose and shouted: "You dare to appear in front of me?"

Everyone in the audience dispersed in a panic, and there was no one around the two brothers of the Tang family.

What does this mean?

Tang Luo pointed at himself with a confused look on his face and said in confusion: "You have recognized the wrong person."

"I recognize you even if it turns into ashes!" The young champion gritted his teeth and looked full of hatred.

As the legitimate son of the Lord of Dapeng Mountain, he showed his excellent talent when he was young and was held in his palm by everyone. He always believed that he was the pride of heaven and earth and the hope of Wu Shengshan.

But who would have thought that just as my cousin went out for a walk, I would gain the first stain of my life.

After a draw with a useless man, he became the laughing stock of the Bu family.

During the holidays, relatives will find him and look at him, saying that a strong talent does not mean strong combat power; a warrior who has spiritual power but no combat talent is just a mascot or other nonsense.

He knew that these relatives were just jealous of his talent, but these words still hurt him.

What's even more sad is that he had no way to refute it, because the other party was indeed a congenital leak body, while he was a descendant of the Bu family of Wu Shengshan.

Although he had already proved himself with his strength after entering the outer door, whenever he dreamed of it at midnight, he would think of the arena in Xiling, thinking how great it would be if he could kill him with one palm.

No matter how Tang Luo wanted to break his head, he didn't understand why this child of Wu Shengshan, who had only one-meeting relationship, hated himself so much, but the advantage of maturity was that you could try to tolerate something that you couldn't understand.

"Let's go, go to the next ring." Tang Luo patted his brother's head, turned around and wanted to leave. After all, it doesn't seem like an adult should do when dealing with a second-year illness.

But Xiao Zhengtai, who has always regarded her brother as an idol, looked at the young champion on the stage who dared to provoke him, and even rushed onto the stage.

When Tang Luo turned around, he saw that the little guy was standing in front of the other side and told himself: "Tang Xing, Xiling, please give me advice!"

"Ha, you're a little more courageous than that useless man." Bu Chen hugged his chest with his hands, raised his chin at the little guy in front of him and said, "But you didn't even hold on to a single move in the No. 1 ring. Trying to challenge me is simply seeking death!" He proudly compared three fingers: "My ranking in the outer door is three more than that guy..."

"Tianji, siblings!" Tang Xing choked back with a cold face.

Maybe he couldn't even hold on to the warrior No. 1 in the competition, but it might not be necessary to fight. He has not been wasted in the past two years!

Spirit-burning technique, open!

The spiritual power in the body boiled like magma, and the evaporated spirit squirted out from the pores around the body, breaking away the hair bundles and scattering them all, and the fierce and fierce qi and blood were as fierce as ghosts and gods.

Vajra Seal, Get Up!

The Vajra Seal, which was pinching with both hands, closed tightly on her chest. The skin, which was originally burned red by spiritual power, was dyed with a layer of brass color, and the outer coat cracked!

Spiritual fire paints the body and condenses!

Several spiritual fire seals condensed on Tang Xing's brass-colored upper body, and the pattern of the fire clouds sucked the red color of light and darkness, like the red eyes of the monsters who were selected and devoured in the deep cave.

The Spirit Fire genius at this moment did not look very immature. Several secret techniques and the warrior behind him were clearly the demon gods who came to the mortal world.

The red light flashed, the ring was broken, and the red copper-colored light rushed towards Bu Chen, leaving behind afterimages on the spot.

"boom!"

Bu Chen finally missed the lead because of his pride and could only rely on his hard power to block the left and right. He hoped that he could use his spiritual skills to break the distance and then cast his secret skills. However, Tang Xing, who was unyielding, did not give him this opportunity at all. He could not block some spiritual skills at all, so he used the Vajra Seal to resist.

The spiritual fire painting body condensed on the surface of the body has begun to absorb spiritual power, and the spiritual rhyme that has been evaporated by the spirit burning technique has become the best nourishment for spiritual fire. Tang Xing is now in a ball of spiritual fire and is constantly attacking Bu Chen.

The gale blasted in the center of the ring, and the roar of spiritual skills continued to sound. Two figures kept colliding on the ring, and they actually fought to the right level.

Those who can be invited to Wusheng Mountain to challenge are all the best of the younger generation. When Xiaoshoutai's performance is performed, they all have a look of seeing a ghost.

"It's really nonsense." Tang Luo frowned, and the two teleportation figures on the stage were extremely clear in his eyes.

Of course he knew that the little guy had developed some interesting things in the past two years, but the biggest problem with these things is that after the battle, he needed to adjust his breath for a long time.

The so-called spiritual burning technique relies on burning the spiritual energy in the meridians to achieve the effect of stimulating the body and sea of ​​consciousness. This will greatly increase the speed and reaction of the warrior, and his spiritual consciousness will be clear.

The Vajra Seal is a body-protecting technique developed by the Secret Art Pavilion on his creation of seals. It is similar to the spiritual skills that strengthen the body, but the effect of the two seals superimposed is almost comparable to the top-level spiritual armor, and it will greatly enhance the strength of the body.

With these two secret techniques, the little guy has already approached the top warrior in his absolute strength, which is also his biggest reliance on his daring to challenge him.

But it would be a bit too natural to say that it can suppress Bu Chen with two secret techniques until he wins it in the battle. In the final analysis, Tang Xing is not strong enough.

These three secret techniques are all secret techniques that consume extremely spiritual power, especially the spiritual burning technique that requires continuous use, unless Tang Xing can use three or even four uses, and add a Qi recovery method to strengthen it during combat.
Chapter completed!