I have an eternal eye

The area around the Butokuden Square has become a chaotic battlefield.

A famous god selects a target for the elite, catches them and fights them, each using his own magic skills. He is merciless in his actions, which is extremely thrilling.

In the center of the square, stronger masters faced each other.

Zhang Biao's movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He was only five years old and still small. He was carrying two dragon-headed hammers that were bigger than himself, and he looked very happy.

Especially when he saw that his target was actually the largest red-haired boy with obvious giant blood, many people were immediately amused.

"Haha, this kid is interesting..."

A woman's voice came from the Wude Hall, but it was unclear who it was due to the golden light.

The teachers on the sidelines also looked at each other.

"Brother Xiao Chong, isn't this guy out of his mind?"

"That is the descendant of the Protector Vajra selected by the temple. His name is Tushan Boye. I heard that he has the blood of demon cultivators and ancient tribes of the wilderness. Although he is big, his speed is not slow at all..."

One of the teachers shook his head, told the boy's origins, and made a judgment. Lu Qiu felt that he was cumbersome and should be dealt with best.

Xiao Chongze's eyes twitched and he sighed.

He originally thought that Lu Qiu would choose those with weaker strength, and maybe he could win one or two games, which would not be a shame.

When the Prince's Mansion was first built, in terms of foundation, it was not as good as the Sun Moon Pavilion of many established forces. Just like this time, there was only one person with extraordinary qualifications, Zhang Biao.

And to be honest, not all forces in the divine dynasty are willing to hand over their potential talents.

The Prince's Mansion did not expect Lu Qiu to be selected, so he was asked to come here, firstly to gain insights, and secondly to hold up the scene so that others would not look down upon him.

Who would have thought that Leng Touqing would act so recklessly?

"Hahaha, interesting."

Seeing Lu Qiu rushing towards him, the red-haired boy Tu Shan Boye was also happy. He muttered to the people around him, "You guys have some fun first. I'll get rid of this little thing and then I'll take care of you."

His words were kind, but his hands were ruthless.

His weapon was a long-handled mace. When he stepped back slightly, his muscles suddenly exploded, and the huge mace fell with the roar of the wind, hitting Zhang Biao's head directly.

The timing was perfect.

This look alone is extremely vicious.

Xiao Chong's expression changed outside the court. He clenched his fists and was about to step forward to rescue him. However, his whole body froze and he could no longer move.

From behind, the golden-armored general who brought them in reprimanded him in a cold voice: "The God-Emperor will test the teachings in person. No one is allowed to interfere. If he takes another step, he will be killed on the spot!"

The instructor next to him also advised: "Brother Xiao Chong, don't worry, the Taoist doctor from the temple is here today. Even if this kid is seriously injured..."

clang!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the center of the square.

The teachers on the sidelines were all stunned.

Zhang Biao raised his left hand, and the dragon-headed hammer, which was larger than his body, stood up like a city wall, firmly blocking the mace.

The huge roar echoed, and the wind roared all around. Not to mention teaching, even the eyes of other teenagers were attracted to it.

The teacher who had spoken just now was a little surprised and turned to look at Xiao Chong, "This child's name is Lu Qiu. What happened when he was born?"

Xiao Chong also breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "It's nothing, it's just natural divine power."

"Innate divine power?"

"This is not as simple as divine power..."

The teacher shook his head, obviously not believing it.

Equally unbelievable is Tushan Boye.

Seeing other people's gazes and remembering the big words he had just uttered, the red-haired boy became furious instantly. He twisted the mace and locked the front barb with the dragon-head hammer fangs.

"Let go!"

He let out a low roar, used his strong legs, and thrust forward with the mace in his hand.

The purpose of this move is very simple, it is to make Zhang Biao lose his head hammer, lose his center of gravity, and then let him control it.

However, something horrified happened.

The dragon's head hammer doesn't move at all.

Lu Qiu's small arms were as steady as a mountain, with roots under his feet. He even still held the hammer with one hand, without blushing or panting.

This guy is wrong!

Tushan Boye looked like a reckless man, but he had a delicate mind. He immediately noticed something strange, twisted his waist, and took back the mace once he missed it.

However, Zhang Biao also moved. With a bend of his left arm, the hammer continued to twist the mace and dropped it.

Boom!

There was a roar, and bricks and stones flew everywhere.

The mace was suppressed by the hammer, and no matter how hard Tu Shan Boye exerted his force, he could not move it at all.

Zhang Biao, on the other hand, had no intention of continuing to play.

He came towards Tushan Boye just to test the opponent's strength and see if his physical divine power could match it.

Facts have proved that the two sides are evenly matched.

Their strength was comparable, and Tu Shan Boye's control of strength was far inferior to his, so he was naturally suppressed easily.

Looking at the red-faced young man, Zhang Biao showed no mercy and struck out with the hammer from his right hand.

clang!

There was a loud noise, and the long handle of Tushan Boye's mace was bent and fell to the ground with a clang.

Tushan Boye retreated with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

He knew that it was fortunate that he had let go early, otherwise the terrifying falling force would have been enough to break his arms.

What kind of monster is this little thing?

It only took one move to disarm him, but he still relied on strength to suppress him.

Looking at the gazes of the people around him, a sense of shame rose up in his heart. Tushan Boye felt his face heat up and his facial features became ferocious, like a glaring King Kong in a temple.

He moved his hands behind him, and with two cries, he pulled out two broad knives, which were like daggers in his hands.

The broad sword is also engraved with golden crow divine patterns.

At the same time, the tattoos on his skin also shone with golden light, like lava flowing, and the pupils of his eyes were ignited with blazing fire.

Xiao Chong on the sidelines frowned when he saw it, "Is this... the secret method of Faxiang Sect?"

The instructor next to him looked at the other side and whispered: "In the battle in Chishan Realm, the Faxiang Sect was almost destroyed. The temple rescued me and spent a lot of money to buy it, and I figured out this secret method."

"Ordinary monks cannot afford this method. Only those with the blood of wild giants can resist it. The temple is going to form a new Dharma Protector Vajra Army, and this boy is the general it has trained."

After hearing this, Xiao Chong nodded slightly.

He knew that this talent plan for the Divine Dynasty was not that simple. It not only required cultivating geniuses, but also created brand-new powers. After the Wangchuan River was connected, the Divine Dynasty could take off and become the leader of the alliance of all realms.

On the other side, Zhang Biao also became interested.

Of course he knew the methods of the Faxiang Sect, but the Faxiang Sect in the Ancient Yuan Dynasty mostly used tattoos to suppress ghosts or elves, and their combat power could only be said to be average.

But if the power of the Golden Crow Temple can be borrowed, it will not be as simple as one plus one, it will be like a living statue of a god.

Checking with the spiritual eyes, information about the other party suddenly came flooding in.

Zhang Biao took one look and lost interest.

This method has obvious shortcomings. It requires extremely high physical strength, and it will be bound to the Golden Crow Temple. It is equivalent to turning oneself into a magical weapon, which is unattractive to him.

Tushan Boye, who was opposite him, certainly didn't know what Zhang Biao was thinking. Seeing that the other party was motionless, he thought he was looking down on him and became furious.

Clang!

He crossed his swords, and sparks suddenly appeared. At the same time, his chest suddenly swelled, and the tattoos all over his body were filled with light, and he blew hard.

Phew~

The blazing fire spurted out instantly, like a waterfall, drowning Zhang Biao in the blink of an eye.

"This kid, why don't you hide?"

Xiao Chong outside the court suddenly frowned.

He was not worried. This kind of flame was not the real fire of the sun. Zhang Biao should not be seriously injured by practicing the Six Yang Sutra.

But it was a bit stupid to accept the move forcefully. The other party was blessed by the temple's Dharma, and his true energy was far more powerful than Lu Qiu's.

"Huh?"

The teacher next to him was stunned for a moment, "What's going on?"

On the square, Zhang Biao was submerged in flames, but there seemed to be a strange force field around him, and all the flames were pushed away.

Xiao Chong's eyes lit up, "General Wang's magical power!"

He finally understood why Wang Zhaotian said that Lu Qiu was invincible among his peers. This method was difficult and obscure, but once mastered, the body could resist many spells.

With the terrifying divine power and powerful magical powers, only the opponent can gain the upper hand by using flying swords or magic altars after building a foundation.

The scene in front of me is really weird.

The other teenagers didn't know the inside story and were all stunned.

They had never heard of anyone being able to physically resist spells.

After finding out the details of the opponent, Zhang Biao was too lazy to wait any longer. He went upstream against the flames and suddenly swung out his double hammers.

Tushan Boye was completely shocked this time.

The terrifying divine power, physical resistance to magic, and the little monster in front of him were completely beyond his understanding.

Feeling the terrible pressure of the dragon's head hammer, Tushan Boye quickly retreated, accompanied by the fire at a very fast speed.

Zhang Biao bullied him and refused to give up.

For a moment, the giant man was jumping up and down while being chased by Little Douding. The scene was very strange.

Seeing the gloomy temple priest in the distance, Tushan Boye was so ashamed that he waved his hands and the broadsword roared out. The fire rose like a hot wheel, drawing an arc in the air and attacking from behind. Zhang Biao.

His magical weapon is a bit like the Mo Wen Dao of the past. It is not a flying sword, but it can be controlled with spiritual thoughts.

Zhang Biao was naturally very familiar with it, and without even looking at it, he hammered the sword with his left hand with a trembling force, shattering the sword into pieces.

At the same time, with a flick of his right hand, the dragon's head hammer came out of his hand, and the six yang true energy gathered, causing the dragon's head to ignite with blazing fire, and rushed towards Tushan Boye with the roar of the dragon.

Bang!

This move caught Tushan Boye off guard and he was hit directly. His huge body rolled on the ground more than ten times.

This was still the result of Zhang Biao's holding on, but he only added a force of rotation, causing the dragon's head hammer to hit the opponent and then spin back again.

Zhang Biao took it smoothly, twisted his body, and rushed towards the young man from the royal family who was watching the excitement.

He couldn't stand the stinky look on this guy's face.

"You dare to mess with me?!"

The royal boy was a little annoyed. The red jade sun pattern between his eyebrows instantly ignited the sun fire. With a swish, the figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he was behind Zhang Biao. A long sword appeared in his hand and he stabbed it out smoothly.

clang!

Zhang Biao dwarfed, and the dragon-headed hammer in his left hand blocked the sharp sword like a shield, while the giant hammer in his right hand was already swung out.

The royal boy naturally did not dare to resist and disappeared again.

No wonder this guy has such an arrogant look on his face. The other person is actually born with magical powers. With the royal family's solar spiritual root, he can condense the true fire of the sun and can also perform fire escape.

Not to mention young men of the same generation, even experienced monks who have established a foundation can be killed accidentally.

Zhang Biao could not use the magic skills of his previous life, so he could only rely on the Six Yang Sutra and the magical power of strength to fight against the enemy. However, the opponent frequently used fire escape and dodged and attacked again and again.

Of course, there was nothing he could do about Zhang Biao.

Every sneak attack was blocked, and even a sticky force came from the dragon's head hammer, almost causing him to be caught.

The royal boy was also on guard, not daring to let his weapon come into contact with the dragon hammer, and kept wandering around looking for opportunities.

He finally realized Tushan Boye's frustration.

This little guy can't get close at all, but he hasn't mastered the flying sword yet, so he can only use this stupid method.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the remaining silver-haired girl and black-clothed boy looked at each other and rushed to the sidelines in an instant.

Their strategy is simple.

No matter Lu Qiu or the royal boy, even they were not sure about the combat power they showed. They might as well defeat the peripheral boys first and then have to pass the test.

This spot needs to be grabbed.

While they were watching the excitement, someone on the periphery had defeated three people one after another and got a spot to withdraw.

There are fewer and fewer people left. If you fail at this level, it will be a big loss.

The royal boy was obviously aware of this. He backed away suddenly and said urgently: "First pass the test, don't get entangled with me!"

Zhang Biao chuckled, "It's boring to beat them!"

Having said that, he charged forward again.

"You've been kicked in the head by a donkey!"

The royal boy was very angry, but there was nothing he could do about Zhang Biao. Fortunately, he had the fire escape technique, and he was able to move away in an instant, and came to the outermost area. He took action with anger, and actually dealt with the two boys at the same time, one against two.

Zhang Biao felt happy and didn't bother to chase anymore. He rushed towards the others with a huge dragon head hammer.

His arrogant fighting prowess has been seen by everyone, and naturally no one is stupid enough to fight with him head-on. Even the two parties who were originally fighting turned away when they saw him running towards him.

Even the silver-haired girl and the boy in black were no exception.

For a moment, a funny scene appeared on the field.

Zhang Biao is like an eagle catching a chicken. Wherever he goes, the teenagers in that area will disperse in a rush.

There are people everywhere in this huge square.

"alright!"

Seeing the unseemly appearance on the field, the purple-robed official shook his head and said: "Lu Qiu of Prince Cheng's Palace has been promoted. Leave and don't cause trouble!"

Zhang Biao chuckled, looked at the surrounding teenagers pretending to be unwilling, returned with the hammer on his shoulder, and said to Xiao Chong: "Teach me, they don't need to be beaten!"

Xiao Chong felt happy in his heart, but his expression became more arrogant and cold, "Don't underestimate the world's talents. Let's talk about the next game."

The teacher next to him felt unhappy and cursed: "Mom, Xiao Chong, you are still so annoying after so many years."

After saying that, he waved his hand and called over a young man who had already been promoted. He smiled kindly at Zhang Biao and said, "Lu Qiu, you are really good. This is Xiao Huaiyu, a talented person from Prince Hui's palace. The next match must be a battle of wits. With his help, you will definitely be able to pass.”

This Xiao Huaiyu is obviously also a young man from the royal family. He has a handsome face and dimples at the corners of his mouth, and his appearance is very flattering.

He didn't have the arrogance of a royal family, so he cupped his hands in front of Zhang Biao and said, "I've heard of Brother Lu's name a long time ago. He is really powerful. I admire him. If you don't dislike him, we will call him brothers!"

The other party's attitude was very low, but Zhang Biao felt uncomfortable for no reason. This was the feeling brought about by condensing the Immortal Dao Body and completing Ni Wan's Nine Realms.

"Hehe, okay."

Zhang Biao had a simple and honest face, and he was using his spiritual vision.

Xiao Huaiyu (eighth grade yellow)

1. A descendant of the royal family from the side branch of Prince Hui's Mansion, with amazing qualifications and sharp intelligence, he stood out in the Sun and Moon Pavilion and came to the Golden Crow Imperial City to participate in the talent selection...

2. Obtain the root of the sun, condense the magical power of light escape, and practice the "Red Sun Jue". You can use the magic spells of flowing fire, fire spells, dreaming, phantoms, poison spells, and spirit control...

3. Qi Buhui, who was a demon cultivator for the Brotherhood in his previous life, reincarnated as a cultivator, sneaked into the Golden Crow Divine Dynasty, and waited for the opportunity...

The ten demon paths,

A stabbing brotherhood in the back? !

There will be more in the evening