Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

Huanlangxing, Tiansong City.

In the entire northeast starry sky, Tiansong City is extremely famous.

Because the Song family's lair, one of the four tyrannical forces second only to the supernatural force Earth evil, is here.

Today's Tiansong City is extremely lively. As early as a few months ago, the Song family in Tiansong City spread the news of recruiting foreign aid.

All monks who are less than [-] years old can participate in the recruitment selection.

And today is the day of selection.

At this time, the large martial arts arena of the Song family was overcrowded, and the young monks were full of spirits, ready to show their talents, and were recruited by the Song family.

As long as you can become the Song family's foreign aid, you can get a generous reward promised by the Song family.

If one is lucky enough to gain access to the Song family's fascination, one step up to the sky and join the Song family. From then on, the resources and glory will be boundless.

Ji Wushang wore Qianhuan to bully the sky, changed his appearance and stood in the crowd yawning.

In the past few days, he was so worried by the tokens and secret words that opened the giant bronze door that there was no trace, and he didn't even sleep well.

The changed black dragon chattered on the side, introducing the number and rules of the Song family's recruitment of foreign aid, "My lord, my subordinates have already inquired clearly, this time the Song family is going to recruit ten foreign aid."

"The rules are very simple, just two words, keep the beat!"

"Look at the ten rings in the center of the Martial Arts Arena. After the recruitment and selection starts, anyone who wants to defend the rings can go up."

"As long as you can withstand the challenge and become the champion, you will be selected."

"You can go up and play later, beat up the challenger, vent and relax."

Ji Wushang was quite speechless.

Beat someone to vent?

This method is really special.

But why does it feel exciting?

Hmm...may try...

hum...

Suddenly, several figures appeared above the void in the martial arts arena.

With the appearance of these people, the noisy martial arts arena instantly quieted down.

Everyone knows that these are the strong members of the Song family, and they are also the hosts of this foreign aid selection competition.

Several people volleyed towards the viewing platform, leaving an old man alone.

The old man scanned the martial arts arena, and said loudly: "I am Song Ren, the foreign affairs manager of the Song family, and I am in charge of the recruitment of foreign aid by the order of the head of the family."

"The rules of the foreign aid recruitment battle must be clear to you, so I won't talk too much nonsense here."

"Next, the steward announces the official start of the foreign aid recruitment campaign. Whoever wants to be the champion can come on stage."

After Song Ren finished speaking, he flew to the viewing platform.

Thousands of people in the martial arts field fell into silence for a while.

No one is a fool.

Going to the stage to defend the ring means facing the wheel battle of thousands of people.

This is definitely an extremely terrible thing.

Rather than go up to the stage foolishly and work hard, it's better to save your strength until the end, and go up and punch the master to pick the peaches.

Looking at the people around him with mischievous eyebrows, Ji Wushang sneered, jumped up, and flew straight to a ring.

Since it's for fun, there's no need to hide it.

Come on, a bunch of scum!

Let the deity knock down a child with one punch, let's vent our depression!

"Silly, don't you know what it means to shoot a bird that stands out?"

"This kid is so brave. He dared to be the first to be the main challenger on stage, and he is not afraid of being kicked out of shit."

"I bet this kid won't last for a quarter of an hour."

"Don't talk about a quarter of an hour, I think half an hour is up."

Seeing someone come on stage, the martial arts arena suddenly became noisy.

swish swish...  

Immediately afterwards, several courageous young monks occupied the remaining nine rings.

With everything in place, the Song family's foreign aid recruitment battle is about to start.

"Dare to be the first on stage, I want to see what you are capable of."

Someone took the lead, An Nai couldn't stop stepping on the ground, and rushed towards the ring like a cannonball, aiming at Ji Wushang.

This person was in the air, his Nirvana fifth level cultivation base exploded, and his whole body surged with vigorous vitality, and he punched Ji Wushang's head viciously.

"Hiss... Brother Nirvana, this kid is finished."

"Before my butt is hot, I will be kicked out, and my life may even be in danger. Why bother?"

"Sure enough, lingering is the kingly way!"

Those who can cultivate to the Nirvana state under the age of a hundred are definitely the best among practitioners.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Ji Wushang.

Ji Wushang was calm and breezy, he didn't move, and he didn't even see the attacker.

"Won't you be scared stupid? It's rubbish. I thought you had some unique skills."

Brother Nirvana smiled contemptuously, but his subordinates showed no mercy and blasted straight at Ji Wushang.

close, close...

His fist was about to land on Ji Wushang's head.

A close call.

Ji Wushang suddenly raised his head and stretched out his right hand.

From the perspective of outsiders, his movements were light and slow, but it made the pupils of the Nirvana monk shrink suddenly.

"Trash? Who do you call trash?"

Ji Wushang's right hand lightly grasped the oncoming fist.

The Nirvana monk who was galloping and charging was instantly frozen in the air, his whole body shattered on the spot, and his terrifying energy swept back in all directions.

"I……"

Brother Nirvana's eyes widened, his throat rolled, and the fear in his expression seemed to overflow, and there was no such thing as before.

He looked at Ji Wushang who didn't have the slightest energy fluctuations on his body, and felt that he was about to suffocate.

Without using Yuanli, he can easily hold his fierce punch.

What kind of monster is this!

"Humph!"

Ji Wushang's eyes glowed coldly, his arm suddenly exerted strength, he swung the arm of the Nirvana cultivator, and smashed it hard to the ground of the ring.

"Do not……"

Brother Nirvana suddenly felt an irresistible force driving him to the ground.

Under this huge force, he was like a lone boat in the rough waves, weak and powerless.

boom……

"what……"

There was a sound, screams, and blood spattering.

Nirvana monk clearly felt that dozens of bones in his body were broken.

It hurts... it hurts so much...

"hiss……"

"Fuck, what happened?"

"Why was the Nirvana monk caught by that man and smashed to the ground like a chicken?"

"really?"

Seeing this situation, everyone almost didn't roll their eyes in shock.

Some people rubbed their eyes vigorously, thinking that they had misread.

"what……"

But the next moment, Ji Wushang launched a Hulk-style hammer.

Cultivator Nirvana was caught in his hands, sat down and smashed to the right, making a piercing scream.

Everyone's scalps were numb and their backs felt cold.

Cruel, too cruel!

This is simply ravaging abuse.

"call……"

Ji Wushang looked at the fainted Nirvana monk in his hand, took a deep breath, and threw it off the ring like trash.

Not to mention, it's really cool for a hammer to vent!

So comfortable!

No, I need to have a few more.

Ji Wushang's eyes fell on the crowd, and he gestured with his middle finger, full of provocation.

"Damn it, abuse a Nirvana cultivator and you'll be gone!"

"Hurry up, whoever goes up and teaches him a lesson, and extinguishes his arrogance."

"Although I don't know what his pointing up the middle finger means, but there is absolutely no suspicion of insulting us."

Enraged by Ji Wushang, everyone glared at each other.