Control The World

"Twenty-five thousand pounds of great power!"

There was a quiet moment on the court. I saw a light golden name emerged from the top of the red list.

First place.

"Situ."

Second place.

"Tu Feng"

Third place.

"Situ Fei."

There was an uproar suddenly. Especially those monks blushed and shook their throats, hysterically shouting: "Student Stuart is awesome. Real man!"

"Situator, I will marry you!"

"Situator, I love you!"

The crazy nun voice overshadowed everything else around. Many male monks also shouted.

They were fortunate to be able to witness such an epic moment, and Situ's amazing achievements were enough to be written into the official records of Jiangning Prefecture. They can also straighten their waist bars when they encounter them later, saying, "I have seen the momentum of Situ's son in that year. The punch of 250,000 pounds."

The elders of the four university palaces on the red stage have different expressions.

The elders of Sihai Xuegong's face showed a strong joy. Obviously, this elder belongs to the family of Situ. It is natural to be happy to see such a talented person born in the family.

"Okay, but you can live up to the expectations of the three elders. For a while, there will be a place in Zhaodu!" Said the elder, nodded proudly.

He looked at the other elders in his school, and the Xuanzun academy who had been fighting with them the most. At this moment, the elder of the brave man shrank a little, and his face was relieved.

Compared to strength, the Xuanzun Ling family's Ling Tiangong may not be an opponent, but the strength is not necessarily strong. You must know that Ling Tiangong's fighting ability is well-known in Beixuan County. Even some old-fashioned monks in the world are afraid to fight him.

No matter how strong Situ Ran's strength is, can he defeat Ling Tian's sword?

The elder of Xuanzun Xuegong's face immediately smiled and said, "Situator Situ has walked into our cultivating genre, if he wants it. I am Zhao Man willing to accept it as an apprentice."

Difficult?

The elders of Sihai Xue Palace became a little ugly, and sneered, "I'm afraid Elder Zhao hasn't taught this."

Zhao Man shrugged and said, "Those cubs in our tribe can lift ten thousand pounds of iron locks at the age of fifteen, and fifteen years old can lift up hundred thousand pounds of iron locks. This kind of strength is more than enough to teach Stuart, haha."

Zhao Man itself is of Barbarian ancestry. Barbarians are known for their strength, especially the power of Barbara is even more terrifying. Refining the stream, the barbarians are indeed a powerful presence.

The elders of Sihai Xuegong sank and stopped talking.

The woman in the red robe who asked Xue Xue nodded slightly, without speaking.

Situ Ran turned his head at this time, looking at Ning Wufeng, a proud smile on his face, and said, "How about, please."

At this moment he felt the envy and surprise in everyone's hot eyes. But did not see the shock from Ning Wufeng's eyes.

"Well, I can see how long you can still put it on, ten million spirit stones, this son will let you live in the shadow of this son forever, and never turn over forever!" Situ said secretly.

"It doesn't matter if you are afraid. After all, the son is a child of Situ's family, and you are just a wild child in the old forest in the mountains. The status is very different, and there is some gap in strength." He looked at Ning Wufeng lightly, .

"However, since the gamble was agreed, I think it's better to be fair."

As soon as this remark came out, he intentionally blocked those who talked about his background, since both sides had the ability to participate in gambling, the two sides assumed this inequality.

Chen Chuchu frowned, his face was cold, and said lightly: "Situ, if you want to fight, I can accompany you. Brother Wufeng has only practiced for only one year. Compared with him, what are you? ? "

"what?"

"A year's time!"

"You can cultivate to such a powerful level in one year!" Everyone was shocked and whispered in the crowd.

On the red stage, Zhao Man laughed and said, "I did not expect that after leaving Zhaodu, the strength of Situ's son fell so fast. He actually wrestled with a young boy who had only practiced for one year. Wrestling, this matter should Known by the dudes of Zhao Du, haha. "

He laughed aloud, and if he laughed loudly, everyone around him could hear clearly.

"If I remember correctly, Sihai Xuegong fought a battle at the gate of the city before, and Situ's son was defeated in the hands of a man. I wonder if it was this boy?" He frowned, asking knowingly.

"Fart!" The elders of Sihai Xuegong yelled and screamed, like a roaring mad lion, shouting, "Zhao Man, it's because this kid has used treacherous tricks, and our father-in-law will come to the Tao."

Zhao Man didn't care, he still laughed, but shouted at Ning Wufeng loudly: "Boy, as long as you win this game, I will take the lead in Zhao Man, and we will introduce you to our Xuanzun Academy. The elders in the spirit state are masters. "

Divine Realm!

The faces of the crowd suddenly glowed with scorching light, and they were actually powerful men. Xuan Zun Xue Gong is so big.

The woman in red robe also showed an interesting taste on her face, and she looked at Ye Zhidao lightly.

Ye Zhidao looked at his nose and eyes, and he cared, an expression that I knew nothing about.

There was an uproar all around, and Situ suddenly felt hot on his face, his spirit agitated, and said eeriely, "Don't you dare to compare so much nonsense?"

He stared straight at Ning Wufeng. As long as Ning Wufeng was defeated in his hands, all the previous humiliations could be washed away at once!

"Than, why not?" Ning Wufeng said lightly.

Situ Ran had a look of enthusiasm on his face and ecstasy in his heart. He thought he would have a little more nonsense and excited by words, otherwise Ning Wufeng would not come out. But he didn't expect him to be so simple.

"Brother without wind." Chu Chu said softly, holding his arm. Qiao's face showed anxiety.

Ning Wufeng chuckled slightly and gently touched her head, saying, "Trust me."

Having said that, slowly walked into the test area. He and Situ ran past him, Situ stunned his spirits and sneered softly: "Boy, you lost. No one can stand on this boy's head to become famous!"

Ning Wufeng smiled lightly on his face and said, "Sorry, maybe it was before."

The two passed by.

Ning Wufeng stood in front of the power stone. The stone was cuboid, more than three feet thick. Situ Ran just punched a deep hole in his fist.

He touched the power stone lightly, an inch deep. The disciple of the Record of the Four Seas School saw this, and was just about to report loudly, but was stopped by Ning Wufeng.

"Just touch it, it hasn't started yet," he said lightly.

The apprehension on the face of the disciples of the Four Seas School Palace appeared. Ning Wufeng touched it, and actually passed an inch. Is this really just a year of practice?

The monks around did not see Ning Wufeng's movements clearly, but on the red platform, several people could see clearly.

The woman in the red robe said quietly at the moment and said, "This little baby is a little bit interesting."

Jiang Ning's test did not have a student worthy of her speaking now. Even Tu Feng and Situ Ran before, she only gave a faint glance.

Ye Zhidao's face changed. He said, "It's really interesting."

Situ stared at Ning Wufeng tightly, and his heart became tense. How can Ning Wufeng rely on such lightness and lightness?

No, I have to watch carefully, I can't let this kid get confused. Situ immediately instructed the children around Situ's family to widen their eyes.

At this time, Ling Tiangong, who was holding a sword in the crowd, also had a faint smile on his face, saying, "Don't let me down. Otherwise, Jiangning's trial will be meaningless."

Asking the Academy of Learning was not the ultimate goal for him, it was just a target of his challenge.

"Boy, what tricks do you want to play?" Situ Ran shouted immediately when he saw that Ning Wufeng was still in ink and did not take any action.

The more Ning Wufeng delayed the action, the more nervous he became.

Situ Fei on the side also shouted: "Are you afraid of our son, if you are afraid, just roll down obediently and make a few noises. Our Situ family will not know anything from you."

"Fart!" Zhao Wuqing spit in a spit and scolded, "My master will be afraid of you? Here are all of you from the Four Seas Academy, who knows if you have cheated in the Power Stone."

Cheating?

Situ's face sank, his eyes stared at Zhao Wuqing instantly, and cold light splashed in his eyes. Zhao Wuqing suddenly felt cold and his face changed.

Uh ...

The black gold eyes carved the king shouted sternly, and resolved Situ's power offensive.

"I didn't expect the Situ family to be so sullen." Ning Wufeng turned his head lightly.

Turning around, he sank, and slowly pushed out with one finger.

Zhentianzhi!

One finger seemed bland. The power stone was easily cut in front of his finger like tofu.

One, five, nine, one inch deep, two inches deep. Ning Wufeng gradually felt resistance.

His face moved slightly, and a touch of gold appeared on his body, which was invisible to the naked eye.

But the woman in the red robe on the red stage felt vaguely, "Refining exercises?" She muttered carefully, not quite sure.

Five-inch, nine-inch, Ning Wufeng's speed has not slowed down at all, but it is still advancing steadily with one finger, and the entire palm has fallen into the power stone.

"It's already 90,000 pounds." The monks muttered quietly, with a look of horror on their faces.

Can one achieve this point by practicing for one year? Then they practiced for more than ten years. Did they cultivate on pigs?

And Ning Wufeng was still slowly pushing it. When it reached a little over ten inches, Ning Wufeng felt that the physical strength of Jiuzhuanming Wangjue was already difficult to enter.

Is this the greatest power of the flesh? Ning Wufeng said secretly in his heart, his face sank, and his arm advanced an inch further.

Eleven inches, one hundred thousand pounds of power.

His arms trembled, and the sweat on his face was puffed up.

"It's about to die!" Situ stared at Ning Wufeng with a burning stare, and saw Ning Wufeng's arms trembled with violent vibration, feeling that this was his limit.

Only 110,000 catties, only 110,000 catties, Situ was suddenly ecstatic.