Those who have cultivated to the middle stage of the True Immortal realm within three thousand years can definitely be regarded as the true pride of heaven.

There are not many Prodigy of this level in the Wu clan, and there are only less than thirty people present today.

Except for a few people who expressed their unwillingness to compete, others stepped onto the ring one after another.

Even Wu Shaoyu is no exception.

Wu Yan frowned slightly. He found that Wu Ning had not stepped onto the ring. "Isn't this guy so arrogant that he doesn't take us seriously?"

He immediately raised his head, looked in the direction of Wu Ning, and said indifferently: "I heard that Wu Ning's young master Talent is the most likely to win the position of Dao Child this time. Why don't you come down and compete with us? ?”

"Does the young master know that he is outmatched and is planning to give up?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence.

Their eyes fell on Wu Ning invariably. Wu Yan actually made provocations. They all wanted to see how the young master would respond.

"Damn it! Isn't this the one from the Tower of All Souls?"

Somewhere in the sky, the top five people on the Celestial Immortal list are sitting in an ancient boat called Law Treasure.

At this moment, their faces were full of horror.

"This...could this be the person designated by the clan as Dao Child? How is this possible?"

Wu Xiaoyun said in shock.

"He is only a few hundred years old, right? How could he be so powerful?"

Back on the 36th floor of the Ten Thousand Spirits Tower, Wu Ning destroyed hundreds of terrifying monsters in the Celestial Immortal Realm with a snap of his fingers. They still remembered that scene vividly.

"The Immortal King who is hundreds of years old...is worthy of being designated as the Dao Child by the higher-ups in the clan. He is truly a monster!"

Wu Juechen shook his head and sighed.

"Tsk tsk, this Talent is so scary. How come the gap between people is so big..."

Wu Qianmu quickly drank a sip of wine to calm down his shock.

Wu Qingmeng sighed softly: "There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. In front of the real peerless monster, we are probably not much different from ordinary people."

Wu Qiyuan said with a joking smile: "Wu Yan, this kid, is usually very arrogant, but this time he kicked the iron plate!"

Wu Ning was teasing Xiao Bai when she heard someone mentioning herself and slowly raised her head.

"Forget it, as you wish, this boring competition should end."

Wu Ning appeared on the ring in an instant, looking at Wu Yan indifferently, "Take action, I will give you a chance to take action."

"you!"

A flash of anger flashed in Wu Yan's eyes, feeling that Wu Ning didn't take him seriously at all!

He is the highest-ranked True Immortal Prodigy in the clan, and the Unparalleled Genius who is looked up to by countless people when he walks outside. When did he be looked down upon so much?

"Okay! If that's the case, then I'll show you the young master's strength!"

boom!

A powerful aura instantly burst out from his body, and Wu Yan sacrificed a High Grade Immortal Weapon in his hand, which was a bloody spear. The aura it exuded was extremely strange and terrifying.

The other True Immortal Prodigies in the ring immediately dispersed. They also wanted to see how strong the young master was, so they might as well let Wu Yan come and test him first.

Wu Shaoyu frowned slightly. He originally planned to take action first, but he didn't expect that this guy Wu Yan took the lead.

"go!"

Wu Yan shouted angrily, and the blood-colored spear carried extremely terrifying power, turned into a bloody light, penetrated the void, appeared in front of Wu Ning instantly, and stabbed him in the chest!

"What a terrible blow!"

Everyone looked slightly stern, feeling the fatal threat from Wu Yan's blow.

If a True Immortal were to receive such a blow in the early stage, he would probably die immediately!

However.

Wu Ning didn't even look at it, and then slapped him away.

Click!

The blood-colored spear was smashed to pieces by his slap, turning into countless tiny fragments flying.

Immediately afterwards, the aftermath of the slap swept across the ring and slammed into Wu Yan's body, sending him flying dozens of light years. With a loud bang, he hit the invisible barrier at the edge of the ring.

Then he was bounced away and fell heavily on the ring. His breath was weak, his eyes were dull, and he didn't respond for a long time.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes and dumbfounded.

Wu Yan was actually slapped away? !

Just like swatting a fly, there is no resistance at all...

No, to be precise, he was knocked away by the aftermath of a casual slap!

"Damn it, this is too strong!"

"How terrifying! A High Grade Immortal Weapon was turned into powder by a slap. Only the Immortal King can do this!"

"Wu Yan was defeated miserably, they are not on the same level at all!"

They were all shocked. Wu Yan was extremely powerful before them, but they didn't expect to be defeated so miserably.

In front of these young masters, Wu Yan was as weak as an ant!

The other True Immortal Prodigy in the ring also twitched their eyelids and were all shocked.

They asked themselves, if they had encountered the palm just now, they would never be able to block it, and their end might be even more miserable than Wu Yan's!

"This is impossible. He is only a few hundred years old. How can he be so strong?!"

Wu Shaoyu shook his head fiercely. He had always regarded Wu Ning as his imaginary enemy, thinking that he would be the winner in the end, but the reality was so absurd.

One slap smashed a High Grade Immortal Weapon, and the aftermath even knocked away a powerful True Immortal mid-level Prodigy. Is this really something that a man who is hundreds of years old can do?

I’m afraid that even if you are tens of thousands of years old, you may not be able to do it, right?

That’s outrageous!

Wu Ning glanced at them and said calmly: "Do you still have anyone who wants to take action? If so, let's do it together."

"..."

No one responded. Faced with such a weirdo, only a fool would go to seek abuse.

Even Wu Shaoyu fell silent.

He has the cards to go up against True Immortal Late Stage, but it's just not enough against this monster.

At this time, Wu Xuan's majestic voice sounded again:

"If no one challenges the last incense stick, Wu Ning will win the final victory in this battle for Dao Child."

"I surrender!"

On the ring, a mid-level True Immortal Prodigy shouted directly.

"I'll admit defeat too!"

"Admit defeat..."

The rest of the people spoke out one after another. Seeing Wu Yan's miserable state, they lost the desire to continue fighting, so they might as well just admit defeat.

A freak who can smash a High Grade Immortal Weapon with one slap has no hope of defeating him.

No wonder he was chosen as Dao Child by those old guys. This talent is really terrifying!

Time flies with a stick of incense.

"The time has come, this Dao Child battle is over, and the final winner is the main line Wu Ning!"

After Wu Xuan finished speaking, cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami suddenly sounded from all around.

"Dao Child!"

"Dao Child!"

"Dao Child!"

Countless disciples of the younger generation cheered and looked at Wu Ning who was calm and calm in the ring with fanatical and awe-inspiring eyes.

He has such terrifying strength even when he is hundreds of years old. This terrifying talent has been recognized by everyone at once.

Wu Shaoyu looked at Wu Ning's figure, his expression became a little depressed.

Before, he longed to escape his father's shadow.

But from now on, he may have to live in the shadow of another person forever...

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