Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Song Xingjian stood on the ring stage, holding a long sword, full of fighting spirit.

The whole person seems to be a sharp sword, exuding a sharp edge.

His eyes were like knives, and he looked around under the ring, his eyes were full of fighting spirit!

And the breath on his body is even more amazing!

As he yelled, the cultivation base of the prefecture level swept around the ring like a frenzy.

Martial arts master!

Many people present stared wide-eyed, looking horrified.

It is very common in the martial arts world to be able to cultivate to the level of a prefecture-level martial arts master.

But Song Xingjian in front of him is only about sixteen years old!

This is the scariest thing!

If you are a martial arts master of your age, there are very few!

"This talent may be stronger than Xu Huiyun who has stepped into the martial arts master now!"

"At least Man Tianrong's level!"

"It's another generation of Tianjiao rising!"

"I've heard about the name of Song Xingjian's genius on Burst Island before, but I didn't expect this talent to be more amazing than the rumors!"

"If you can successfully break through to the Martial Dao Grandmaster at the age of twenty, then your future achievements...at least be the foundation of Martial Venerable Realm!"

"Will Song Xingjian and others be the leaders of the Wuwanghai Fengyun in the future?"

"This is really the blessing of the Exploding Island, and the blessing of the Western Land Sea!"

...

Everyone around the arena started talking in an uproar.

Sitting in the front row were Wang Zimou, Xiao Yun, Zhang Yingwu, Jiao Hongfei and others with excited and gratified smiles on their faces.

Song Xingjian is a proud disciple taught by Wang Zimou himself.

Early on, he made his debut in Wuwanghai's junior generation!

Seeing his disciple being so competitive and capable, Wang Zimou was very pleased and proud of him!

As for Xiao Yun and the other three, as the controllers of the three clans of Burst City, they are naturally excited too!

Song Xingjian will be the strongman of Blast Island in the future. With such a strong person, Blast Island will be more stable, and their three clans will be the same for another hundred years without any problem!

After all, the Burst Hall and the three clans are both lost and prosperous!

"Master, Junior Brother Song's achievements in the future will definitely be much higher than mine!"

Xu Huiyun looked at Song Xingjian on the ring, with a happy smile on his face, and said happily to Wang Zimou.

"With you and Xingjian achieving such success, Master's efforts are not in vain!"

Wang Zimou stroked the beard with few strands on his chin, and said with a light smile.

Wu Qingleng and Wu Huaiyu's grandfather and grandson who were sitting next to each other showed a lot of horror on their faces. ,

Because when Wu Huaiyu and Song Xingjian fought against each other yesterday, the other party was only a martial artist of the Xuan level at that time!

Why did he break through to the prefecture-level realm in the blink of an eye?

"Grandpa, this Junior Brother Song should have been stuck at the peak of the Xuan level for a long time. He fought against me yesterday, and he should have gained something and made a breakthrough!"

Wu Huaiyu frowned, and finally said to her grandfather Wu Qingleng.

Hearing this, Wu Qing Leng nodded slightly.

Finally, he turned his head to look at Wang Zimou, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, you have another precious disciple! He has stayed in the Xuan level for a long time, right? Looking at the tyrannical aura now, it is a lot of accumulation. ! Moreover, reaching the Xuan level early at the age of sixteen is also remarkable! Now, it is even further!"

heard the words.

Wang Zimou's face became even more excited.

His old face was flushed, and that was all because of his excitement!

To be envied by Wu Qingleng at the same level, Bei'er will gain face, not to mention how satisfied he is!

In the end, he said with a little modesty: "Mr. Wu is ridiculous! This kid has just broken through the Xuan-level realm not long ago! He has been in the Xuan-level realm for at least three months! Now he only broke through last night. A little slow!"

At the end, Wang Zimou shook his head and sighed.

It seemed that Song Xingjian's performance made him extremely dissatisfied.

It's just that the words on his lips are like this, but in fact, his heart has long been happy.

The excitement in his eyes had already betrayed him!

At the same time, there was a look of gratitude in his expression, thinking of Lin Tian who was sitting behind, Wang Zimou was a little bit on pins and needles.

Thinking about trying to thank Lin Tian afterwards!

The gift of heavenly skills and martial arts, this kindness can be said to be too great!

These skills and martial arts are enough to make Blast Hall go a step further, and it may be even more brilliant in the future!

Song Xingjian's breakthrough so quickly is entirely due to Lin Tian's transformation of the kung fu!

And at the same time.

His words almost made Wu Qingleng and others sitting next to him vomit blood!

Wu Huaiyu, who originally thought that there was not much difference between him and Song Xingjian, his face was completely messed up!

Stay in the Xuan level realm for three months?

Is this too slow?

No matter how talented he is, staying for a year or so is normal!

Everyone present, staying for one or two years is the most basic!

But now it's too slow to be accused by the prince, can't they insult their knowledge?

A group of people felt that their IQs were severely pressed to the ground and rubbed against them!

Especially Wu Qingleng who praised Song Xingjian just now, his old face twitched even more, his inexplicable aggrieved heart could not be vented!

"The prince is trying to bully this old man!"

Wu Qingleng gritted her teeth secretly, and complained fiercely.

In the arena.

Song Xingjian's momentum was like a rainbow, and his whole body was like a sword, standing tall and straight.

"Dongyang, Beiyu, does anyone dare to fight?"

He looked around with his sword in his hand, his eyes patrolled like the eyes of tigers and wolves, causing many geniuses of the same generation to bow their heads.

but,.

There are not a few people present who can reach martial arts masters under the age of thirty!

But what is in front of us is an official dragon-tiger competition!

Every match is related to absolute interests!

Losing a game is tantamount to losing one of the lands on Hanhuo Island!

Although Song Xingjian had just broken through to the prefecture-level realm not long ago, his aura made many people murmur.

"Grandpa, I'm going to meet him for a while!"

Suddenly, a disciple sitting beside Dongyang Quanjiao stood up and said in a cold voice.

The East Skull Island in the East Ocean is the most powerful existence in the East Ocean Sea!

Among them, Dongkulou is the biggest force on Dongku Island!

The owner of the East Skeleton Building is Quan Kao, the pinnacle of oriental martial arts!

This old man has short white hair, looks very fierce, has a beard on his lips, is wearing a kimono, and has a Tang knife on his waist!

His attire looks like a Yamato Islander!

It is said that Quan Kao is one of the descendants of Yamato Island. As he led his family to rise up, he took control of the entire Eastern Ocean!

Standing up from beside him and pleading for his life was a woman in her twenties!

The woman was in a black military uniform, with short hair reaching her ears, holding a short knife, and her face was stern!

Her cultivation has reached the pinnacle of a martial arts master, no different from a half-step master!

"Okay, you go! Take this victory!"

Quan Jia raised his head and glanced coldly at Song Xingjian, and finally nodded to the woman.

"yes!"

The woman bowed her head in response.

Then she turned and jumped onto the ring.

Her cultivation base is much stronger than Song Xingjian, and she has absolute confidence.

Holding the dagger in both hands, she said coldly to Song Xingjian: "Quan Mumei! I won't show mercy. I can save your life, but if I try to kill you, you will be half disabled!"

The words fell.

The woman pulled the short knife out of its scabbard, and the icy light of the knife surged out along with her cultivation.

The temperature of the entire arena seems to have dropped a lot.

Song Xingjian didn't show the slightest fear or retreat, but his eyes were burning and excited, and his expression was full of fighting spirit.

boom~

The aura of his whole body was even more intense, like a long rainbow lying across, and the violent breath set off a gust of wind. He stepped forward with a sword in his hand, and said: "I hope you will use all your strength to fight a fierce battle!"