Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Time flies.

The five-day battlefield opens again.

Qiyang District.

One after another figures followed the golden light.

"Tai Haozhong, Fang Chen is going to attack fifty people this time, right?

If he succeeded in attacking, the bet between Luo Jizhong and Tuoba Sanyu would have failed, and they would have to voluntarily hand over the Qiyang Seal and no longer enter the Qiyang Hall. "

A saint came to Tai Haozhong immediately and whispered.

"yes."

Tai Haozhong sighed. He came to Qiyang District this time just to see the final result of this bet.

"Last time Fang Chen killed several students from Lingyao, and even Teng Keshuang was a little angry. I guess there will be many surprises this time."

"What surprise can there be? In the face of absolute strength, any trump card is useless? Didn't those guys who died last time just come with trump cards? What's the result?"

Tai Haozhong shook his head, not optimistic about Lingyao's little move.

Lan Xiancai said thoughtfully:

"If Fang Chen really reaches fifty, then he really has a chance to reach the top thirty, or even...the top ten..."

"That's even better. I really want to know who is stronger between him and Teng Keshuang."

There are students from Qiyang who are gloating over others' misfortunes and just want to be like the masses.

At this moment, a figure slowly passed by nearby, and all the Qiyang students immediately shut their mouths, not daring to whisper anymore, and bowed to the person who held their hands in front of them.

That person didn't even look at Tai Haozhong and the others, and kept walking forward.

When he was far away, someone whispered in a low voice:

"Is Teng Keshuang too crazy? We are all Qiyang students, and we are all in the early stages of Qi collection. Why are you ignoring us?"

"He has a reason to be crazy."

Blue Symphony has a complex expression:

"My elders have said that he is the successor of Tianzun, and his resources in all aspects are several times or even ten times higher than ours.

He was trained by the saints from Lingyao. "

"Fang Chen is probably also the successor of Tianzun trained by Qing Ming. I am starting to look forward to the fight between the two."

Taihao Zhongdao.

Some people disagreed and shook their heads slightly:

"Fang Chen is very strong, but if he is to be compared with those ten monsters, I think he is even worse."

"Why is he so bad? How long did it take from the time he became a student of Qiyang to now rank sixty?"

Taihaozhong said coldly:

"What we see now is just the tip of the iceberg of his full strength."

"how do you know?"

"My guess is that a man who can beat me twice must be no ordinary person!"

"..."

Everyone was too lazy to pay attention to Tai Haozhong. Most Qiyang students thought that Fang Chen was very strong. There was no doubt about this.

But whether it can break into the top ten and be on the same level as those ten monsters remains to be determined.

After all, the gap between those monsters and the people below is not just a tiny bit, but a gap!

At that time, those Qi Yang students in the middle stage of Qi collection were also looking at Teng Keshuang. After he passed by them and others, they smiled and chatted for a few words.

Not long after, Teng Keshuang came to a group of saints.

The cultivation levels of these saints were much higher than his.

Their eyes coincidentally fell on Teng Keshuang.

In the ordinary early stage of Qi collection, being stared at by such a group of beings would have made me sweat.

Teng Keshuang didn't take it seriously, but looked indifferently. He found Dongfang Hou in the crowd and said calmly:

"Marquis Dongfang, if I asked you to hand it over, did you hand it over?"

This group of late Qi collectors looked at each other, with a faint smile flashing in their eyes. They also knew that some unpleasant things had happened in the ranking battle in the early Qi collectors over the past few hundred years.

"Delivered."

Dongfang Hou said calmly.

"How did he say?"

Teng Keshuang asked.

Dongfang Hou smiled:

"Classmate Fang said that Qing Ming and Ling Yao have nothing to say about each other. They should do whatever they want. If they confront you in the future, I hope you won't hold back."

"..."

Teng Keshuang was silent for a few breaths.

Before he could speak, a saint in the late stage of Qi collection had already said calmly:

"Fang Chen from your human race is so crazy? He even turns a deaf ear to the words of Tianzun's successor?

You have to know how to be polite in everything, so that when you meet outside in the future, you won't be so embarrassed. "

Dongfang Hou glanced at the speaker. He was also a student from Lingyao. His surname was Sikou. He was of the same clan as Teng Keshuang, but the Teng family and the Sikou family were actually in a state of competition.

Unlike the human race, only the Huo Sui lineage is dominant.

"Those are Classmate Fang's exact words. Of course, his attitude is also my attitude and the attitude of my Human Race College."

Dongfang Hou smiled lightly and said:

"If you have any dissatisfaction, let's talk about it during the fight."

"Don't forget, even if we, Lingyao, can't do anything to Fang Chen for the time being, what about you? Do you have his strength?"

Sikoudan said calmly.

"If I remember correctly, you have already lost to me. Now I am ranked ninety and you are ranked ninety-one."

Dongfang Hou smiled.

Sikoudan's expression changed, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and then he said coldly:

"There are many Lingyao students above me. How many can you beat?"

"Sikoudan."

Teng Keshuang suddenly spoke.

Sikoudan looked at Teng Keshuang and said with a smile:

"It's okay, let me tell him."

Teng Keshuang shook his head gently:

“What I mean is that we, the Qitian Clan, do not use others as threats.

If I want to threaten, I will only threaten Fang Chen.

You are acting like a villain. "

"..."

Sikoudan's face became extremely ugly, but after a few breaths he smiled and said:

"Yes, I am too petty. Thank you for reminding me."

After that, he stopped talking.

Teng Keshuang didn't care about Sikoudan's attitude and mood, he just looked at Dongfang Hou:

"Thank you for speaking for the two of us."

After saying that, he turned around and left without talking too much.

"This Teng Keshuang is indeed a bit crazy. Sikoudan, are you his senior? Is he attacking you like this?"

There is a sage who seems to be smiling but not smiling.

Si Koutan glanced at him coldly:

"Stop sowing discord, he is our Qitian clan's successor.

Our identities are different from beginning to end, not equal. "

Hearing this, the saints nearby had a flash of envy in their eyes.

Although they are already at the top of the same level.

But compared with Tianzun's successors, they are still several levels behind.

Among them... I'm afraid there is no chance or way to make up for it.

…

…

"Classmate Fang, what a coincidence. Do you plan to continue winning ten games in a row this time?"

On the vast platform, Xia Ji saw Fang Chen at a glance, and came forward a little surprised.

"Classmate Xia, your cultivation seems to have increased?"

Fang Chen did not answer Xia Ji's words, but asked instead.

Hearing this, Xia Ji chuckled:

"I still can't hide it from classmate Fang. I had some adventures in the past few years and ate a pure-blood Bodhi."

"What? Where did you get it? Did your school give it to you?"

The saints nearby all came over and looked at Xia Ji with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

"I don't know. I just went to the restricted area, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw pure-blood Bodhi lying on the ground..."

Xia Ji sighed with a look on his face. If his inner background had not really increased, he would not have believed that such a good thing had happened to him...

"Then what?!?"

"Then? I picked it up."

"You picked up a pure-blood Bodhi?!"

The saints were silent, then shook their heads with a sneer, turned and left, not believing Xia Ji's nonsense at all.