Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

No one has heard of Jiang Yuan's name.

But Mo Xiaodeng is well known, the youngest contestant, even Long Ao has heard of his prowess.

At the same time, this ten-year-old kid is also a popular candidate for this [Genius Training Camp].

"It's really unlucky for Jiang Yuan to meet Mo Xiaodeng in the first competition."

"It's destined to be a round trip, but fortunately it's not me."

"It's too miserable. I met a big hit when I came up. I'm afraid there will be shadows in the next two or three years."

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked at Jiang Yuan with some pity.

Although Mo Xiaodeng is young, he is one of the most difficult existences among the contestants this time. No one wants to meet such a terrifying opponent in the first round.

Obviously, this worry can now be dispelled.

That unlucky guy has already appeared.

"Why did you encounter a hard stubble in the first game?"

Long Ao frowned slightly. Although he knew Jiang Yuan's strength, Mo Xiaodeng was not weak. When two tigers fight, one must be injured, and there is still a lot of risk.

With Jiang Yuan's strength, he has every opportunity to go to the end after avoiding these big hits.

Thinking of this, Long Ao glanced at Qi Hao intentionally or unintentionally.

It would be perfect if this bye was given to Jiang Yuan.

But in Qihao's hands, it was a complete waste. Even if this kid escaped the first round, the opponent in the second round would be stronger, and he would still be eliminated.

"It's a pity." Long Ao sighed.

In the stands, Xiang Longcheng smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on his son.

"It seems that the kid you care about has met his opponent."

As the special envoy of Yu Yaosi, he is also very concerned about the assessment of the [Genius Training Camp].

Long before the start, the information of many hot candidates had already been sent to him.

Mo Xiaodeng is definitely a very special one, and Xiang Longcheng paid special attention to it.

He knew very well that no matter how good Jiang Yuan was in Xiang Tiange's mouth, once he met such an opponent, he would definitely face unprecedented challenges.

If Jiang Yuan loses, his son will be very disappointed, it's a pity.

"Fun game."

Xiang Longcheng smiled slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little interested.

...

"Game start!"

A majestic voice sounded on the training ground, and the names of Jiang Yuan and Mo Xiaodeng appeared on the huge water curtain at the same time.

"Brother Zhou, I'm going."

"Go." Zhou Dao whispered.

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and stepped onto the competition stage.

Long Ao clenched his fists, looking a little nervous.

"Commander, relax." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

"I can't relax, you don't know that brat..."

"Jiang Yuan will win."

Zhou Dao looked at the competition platform and said firmly.

Long Ao was startled, then asked suspiciously: "Are you so sure?"

"Let's watch." Zhou Dao's eyes flickered brightly, with a hint of anticipation.

call……

As the wind howled, Mo Xiaodeng's body was as light as a feather, and landed on the competition platform.

With a lazy face, he stared at Jiang Yuan, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all.

In these years, even those adults may not be his opponents. The endless praise and victories have forged his arrogance and indifference.

At this moment, Mo Xiaodeng just wanted to get rid of the opponent in front of him as soon as possible.

"If you admit defeat, you can suffer less." Mo Xiaodeng stared at Jiang Yuan and said lightly.

"Little things, people are not big, but their tone is not small." Jiang Yuan said lightly.

"Hey, those adults also said that, your end will be even more miserable than theirs." Mo Xiaodeng grinned wickedly.

Anyone who underestimates him will have to pay a heavy price, he wants to let these brainless guys know what it means to be strong in a child.

rumbling...

Suddenly, an invisible breath rushed out of Mo Xiaodeng's body.

The gust of wind swept across, revealing a faint sense of oppression.

Most people only felt that Mo Xiaodeng's temperament seemed to have changed drastically, and there was a hint of evil madness faintly.

Other than that, there is nothing unusual about it.

Only a real master can find out that a nothingness figure is floating above Mo Xiaodeng's head.

Out of body!

"It's really rare to be able to get out of your body at only ten years old." Li Chengfeng said softly.

hum...

At this moment, Mo Xiaodeng's spirit suddenly changed and expanded continuously, like a balloon, soon covering the entire martial arts arena.

Everyone changed their colors one after another, only feeling that the sense of oppression had become stronger.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaodeng's spirit seemed to have reached its limit, and suddenly exploded.

In an instant, terrible pressure swept all directions.

On the high platform, Li Chengfeng's eyes narrowed, and he saw that Mo Xiaodeng's form had changed amidst the violent fluctuations.

"Fantasy Sword!?"

At this moment, his soul turned into a long sword, the blade was like sawtooth, the secret pattern turned into fierce, auspicious, and evil like the wind.

"This kid really has some skills." Beside, Wei Buyang couldn't help but said.

Soul mystery, ghost shape and sword shape are the most difficult to evolve.

Mo Xiaodeng is only ten years old, it is simply a miracle that he has practiced such a mysterious art.

"He has the qualifications to enter the talent training camp." Li Chengfeng commented.

"It really lives up to its reputation."

When Long Ao saw the scene in front of him, worry appeared on his face again.

"Now I'll let you know whether I'm young or not."

Mo Xiaodeng's smirk came from [Faint Sword with Fangs]. Most people would have been so frightened that they would have collapsed to the ground in the face of such spirits.

However, he did not intend to let Jiang Yuan go.

hum...

The fierce sword with fangs swayed with dazzling sword light, cut through the sky, and stabbed at Jiang Yuan's body.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan slapped his head, and his soul came out of his body, turning into a ghost, with a red robe like blood, a golden crown on his head, and a seal in his hand, ferocious like a demon.

"This is... the Demon Subduing Spiritual Officer!?"

On the high platform, Li Chengfeng's face suddenly changed.

He didn't expect that this young man was also proficient in the way of the soul, and the secret technique he practiced had an extraordinary origin, which was even more terrifying than Mo Xiaodeng.

rumbling...

The crouching demon spirit officer stepped forward, and smashed down the seal in his hand, colliding with the fierce sword with fangs.

The latter let out a low moan, his brilliance dimmed, and he retreated abruptly.

At this moment, Fumo Spiritual Officer chased after him, reached out with ghostly hands, and directly grabbed the fierce sword with fangs in his hand.

"You...how did you do it?"

Mo Xiaodeng's voice sounded, different from the arrogance and stubbornness just now, his voice was full of deep fear at this moment.

That feeling of being in control before was gone.

Jiang Yuan's strength exceeded his expectations and imagination.

"Little thing, you are still too young, you'd better go home and drink milk."

The crouching demon spirit officer smiled coldly, turned around and slapped, a crack appeared on the fierce sword with fangs.

Immediately afterwards, it turned into a ray of light, returning to the body.

"puff……"

Mo Xiaodeng came back to his senses, and suddenly fell to his knees, his face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This scene was as shocking as a stone breaking the sky, Nuo Da's training ground was completely silent.