Chapter 268 The first four peaks

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"Hey, Junior Brother Xu, you Beifeng contestants are still as few as ever." On the rostrum, four middle-aged men and women were sitting upright, sitting on the left-most man and the man on the far left looked at the deserted dozen people in the Beifeng competition area. They turned around and looked at the fat face of Elder Xu beside him, smiled and said jokingly: ".

If Wang Teng is here, he can recognize it at a glance. It was when Wang Teng just entered the Holy Academy and competed with Elder Xu for the first Dongfeng he joined, Zhao Tianji!

Next to Zhao Tianji, there were two middle-aged men and women sitting upright. One of them was very thin. In his tiny eyes, there was a faint glow, with a wise look.

And he is the first Xifeng, Wu Xiong!

The last woman with a beautiful appearance, with a high bun, dignified and graceful look, and her eyebrows also had a faint majesty. It was the first seat of the South Peak, Li Zhi!

Elder Xu was also aware that compared with the other three peaks, the shiver scene where only a dozen people in his North Peak participated in the competition was already quite embarrassed.

Hearing Zhao Tianji's words, Elder Xu seemed to be a cat with a tail stepped on. His fat face immediately turned red. He slapped the table and said furiously: "What's wrong with it? These are all the elites of my Beifeng. They can fight ten, but they don't look like you. Just send some cats and dogs to the competition."

"One fights ten?" Zhao Tianji smiled at the sky, and Elder Xu also shook his face, feeling that he was too arrogant and bragging.

"Junior Brother Xu, say you're welcome. What else can you do except Lingling, a little girl?" Zhao Tianji smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Even Miss Lingling was trained by the dean himself. In other words, you can't even train a disciple who can support your Beifeng so far, so why do you say that one can fight ten?"

"Hey, if I were you, and I would just hit the head to death and I would have no shame to see anyone."

"You...you...you..." Hearing Zhao Tianji's sarcastic mockery, Elder Xu's teeth squeaked and shouted: "In addition to Lingling, I will tell you that this time, a master who will enter the top ten will definitely appear in my Beifeng. Please stare at me carefully."

"Oh, then we'll wait and see." Zhao Tianji took a sip of tea, but his expression seemed to not take it seriously. If he entered the top ten, he would have to have the strength of the third level of the Grandmaster to do so. In the North Peak, where can he find such a master besides Lingling?

Even though he didn't believe it, Zhao Tianji was too lazy to speak up and ridicule anything, because he knew that if his junior brother Xu's hot temper really made the other party angry, if he didn't care about the occasion, he would get angry and have a big fight with him. Even if he was not afraid of him, it would be a very embarrassing thing to fight the two heads in front of everyone.

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Elder Xu bit himself secretly. This hateful bastard likes to mock himself every time. Do you really think that he is easy to bully?

After retracting the momentum from his body, Elder Xu noticed the eyes of many people in the audience. The disciples also coughed, pretended to tidy up their clothes, and took a sip again. Such a plain appearance had nothing to do with the scene that was like a shrew cursing.

Elder Xu touched his fat face and frowned. Although he was so awesome that he was so awesome, he was also a little worried when he thought about it. After all, Beifeng disciples really have no hope of making it into the top ten. If they can't do it, Zhao Tianji, the old bastard, will inevitably ridicule and sneer at him.

Looking from a distance, in the Beifeng competition area, there were more than a dozen figures, on the rostrum, Elder Xu's fat fingers hit the tabletop.

In addition to Lingling, Duanmuling is the strongest disciple among Beifeng. This little girl is indeed excellent in talent. She has been in less than ten years since she entered the Holy Academy and is about to reach the level of two levels of Grandmaster. If she is given time, her future achievements may not be worse than those of Nangong Jun, Gu Changfeng and others. But she suffers a loss. Although she has good potential, she will still have a great difficulty in making it to the top ten in such a high-scale competition.

After shook his head and excluding Duanmuling, Elder Xu, who was discouraged, was looking at the dozen people in the Beifeng competition area casually, and was about to withdraw his gaze in disappointment. His tiny eyes couldn't help but look at the boy on the other side who was resting with his eyes closed!

When Elder Xu saw the young man's indifferent appearance, he was stunned, as if he was in a desperate situation, but a light flashed in his eyes!

Yes, why did you forget this kid?

Wang Teng's talent was, in their North Peak, and even in the entire Holy Academy, Elder Xu felt that he would not be worse than others.

"I hope this kid can bring me some surprises, otherwise my old face will be lost after the game." After sighing softly, Elder Xu smiled weakly. Although Wang Teng defeated Lu Ziyang, he was not the real representative, and he was stronger than Duanmuling. But at this time, he had no choice but to press hope on this little guy who was slightly unseen.

Looking at the boy who was still as moving as a mountain in the competition area, Elder Xu couldn't help but feel a faint strange color appeared in his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that this little guy in the Holy Academy had made a sensation, just like a layer of fog wrapped around his body. No one had seen his full strength...

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when!

Suddenly, a grand bell rang slowly in the sky. As the bell rang, the noisy and noisy surroundings became slightly quieter.

In the competition area, Wang Teng, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, but his heart was shocked!

Shortly after the bell fell, a brilliant glow appeared in the misty sky.

In the clouds, the rays of a turbulent rays were vaguely visible through the rays of a great middle-aged man. He stood in the clouds like an immortal mountain, with a spirit of dominating the world, making people unable to help but want to kneel down!

"See Dean?" After seeing the middle-aged man, everyone stood up in the crowded square and shouted in unison. The grand voice completely shook a lot of clouds in the sky.

"Imperial Power... Dean is a master of the martial arts realm!" When he smelled the sky, the middle-aged man naturally exuded an aura like an emperor, and Wang Teng was immediately shocked.
Chapter completed!