Those who are as proud as Wu Shengshan will not prepare any alternatives. Once every three years, the top 100 students in the outer sect are the champions. These people either practice different skills or have various bloodlines of victory or defeat, but the only common point is that they are extremely powerful.

As a warrior in the transcendent realm, it is difficult for you to find a warrior who is stronger than these people in front of you. At best, you are just a step ahead of them.

And this line may be enough to defeat, and it is difficult to die, let alone the person in No. 28.

Uncontrollable laughter spread on the platform of Bifangshan. The free champions held their chests and looked at this side with joking faces, looking forward to the next fight scene.

Even Bu Chen, the No. 28 champion who closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, raised a contemptuous arc on the corner of his mouth.

Arrogant and frivolous. Even the oldest holy land on earth did not get rid of these impetuous natures. Tang Luo had no expression on his face. He was about to jump onto the ring, but his sleeve was pulled. Looking back, he was actually a worried female doctor.

"Young man, wait." The female doctor let go of Tang Luo's sleeve, pointed to Tang Xing who was unconscious in the hot bed, and advised: "He will wake up soon after using the intermittent magic medicine. In this situation, he needs family to be with him the most. Don't you wait for him to wake up?"

The full kindness was conveyed in this tactful way. The doctor's parents' words may really make some sense. Even if he was invited to Bifang Mountain by Wu Shengshan, the doctor's kindness still made her unable to bear to see more people being hurt.

"Come back soon, no delay." Tang Luo smiled and nodded, accepting the love of the female doctor, but revenge was urgent. He hoped that when his brother opened his eyes, he could see the boy lying beside him on the ring.

Turning around and trying to leave, he was pulled again. The female doctor frowned slightly and said angrily: "Why are you so stubborn? Do you know who is on the ring?" It was useless to persuade him kindly. The female doctor could only state the interests: "This person's name is Bu Chen, a legitimate relative of the Bu family, a genius from the Dapeng Mountain lineage. He was ranked among the top 100 strong men in the outer sect at the age of 20. Why are you doing this?"

If Tang Luo was a thirty-year-old transcendent warrior today, maybe the female doctor wouldn't talk so much, but she, who was born in a humble background, understood how difficult it would be for a clan to rise up a few geniuses, not to mention that Tang Luo was about the same age as his eldest son, so she couldn't help but say a few more words.

"She is right." The arbitration of the evil realm, who was standing aside and watching coldly, couldn't help but speak after the female doctor spoke repeatedly: "Boy, it's not an exaggeration to call you a peerless genius at this age. I believe you must have swept the quota that all the young talents in the family have won. I feel that they are invincible in the same realm, but it's different here."

"This is the oldest holy land on earth and the source of martial arts in the world. This is definitely not something that the young masters of aristocratic families you have come into contact with in the past."

"Maybe in ordinary families, as long as you awaken your talented bloodline, you can be called a genius, but in the outer sect of Bifangshan, you don't know how many such genius will lose every year. Every warrior who can fight on the arena is a warrior standing at the peak of the mortal world. Even if the son of the Holy Land comes, he will not be able to defeat him easily."

"If you are the pride of the world, then these people in front of you are the Pengbi destined to reach the sky. After this time, you will never meet again. Why do you need to make your future come into contact with you because of a moment of anger?"

It seemed to be explaining an ordinary truth. The Arbitration of the Evil Realm said this very sincerely, without any hesitation at all.

Most young people are not afraid of the sky or the earth. If someone had dared to belittle themselves like this before, they would have long since resigned to the old boxing. However, after seeing the champions of Bifangshan, everyone lost the intention of competing.

The arbitrator's words were like a magic sword, and they were spent in front of them, separating them from these champions. The distance that seemed to be able to look far away was actually separated by the heaven, earth, mountains and seas.

They were swimming beside the ring, not to challenge the stage, because every time they observed a ring, they became more respectful to Wusheng Mountain. Perhaps as the arbitration said, perhaps they and Wusheng Mountain disciples were not species in the same world.

Silence became a footnote. If the challengers just wanted to see Tang Luo’s jokes, their eyes would be a little more sad now.

Don’t go up, you will be beaten to death! Every challenger has such information in his eyes.

"Ha, you're troublesome." Bu Chen, who was regulating his breathing on the stage, suddenly spoke. Everyone looked at him. After a short while of breathing, the No. 28 champion was completely restored. At this time, he stood in the center of the ring with his hands on his chest and raised his chin and said, "Didn't you just ask if you can beat the destructive champion? Let me tell you, as long as you have this ability, you can use it in this ring." He stretched out a contemptuous index finger and swung it down the stage: "But you must not dare, are you afraid to hear my identity? Or, just give you a step. You can say that you are afraid of my Bu Chen's background and dare not take action. Let's get out with your disabled brother."

Tang Luo, who appeared on the ring like a teleportation, replied to Bu Chen's words with his actions, which also made the young champion laugh wildly.

"Hahahaha, I know, hahahaha!" Bu Chen covered his stomach and shook his whole body, and his smile could not stop: "People like you are the most unbearable. I just say a few words and you will really go on stage, ah hahahaha!"

"Are you finished laughing?" Tang Luo also had a smile in his eyes. He raised his right fist and clenched it tightly. The sound boom and wind and thunder motivated, covering all the sound of Bu Chen. He actually clamped his fists. The cracked wind blew the challenger next to the arena to take several steps back.

Bu Chen, who was still laughing wildly just now, looked like a duck who was pinched his throat, looking at Tang Luo with a serious face and put on a vigilant posture.

"Use all the secret techniques you can use, and try to survive. Maybe you can shout to admit defeat immediately?" Tang Luo tilted his head and teased: "Let me think about it. The direct descendant of the oldest holy land of the human race, if you meet an opponent of similar age, you don't even dare to fight, so you shouted for surrender. In the future, I will ask you to see the surrendered Peng Bird. What do you think?"

"Arrogant!" Bu Chen, who had a blue face, said two words coldly from his teeth. Although the person in front of him was just clenching his fists, the power of shattering the Qiangang and stimulating wind and thunder was difficult to achieve even some top-level evil realms.
Chapter completed!