Rebirth – City Cultivation

The most important part of the exchange was the ‘post-war battle’. The older masters and famous people naturally could not step down, and the younger generation and the Zongmen sent a younger generation of children to fight against each other. In the end, the winner will receive 10% of the annual turnover of Jiangbei's cultivation industry.

This is very scary.

It is necessary to know how many practitioners in Jiangbei, various kinds of cultivation materials, elixir, monsters, skins, and the like, and trade each other. Those funds are calculated in hundreds of billions, and the quota is enough to create a huge wealth.

What's more, with the convening of the Jiangbei cultivation event, more and more people are attracted, and half of the Chinese countries have long been eye-catching. Once you reach the summit, you will become famous. Not only the major families in Jiangbei send people, but even the Chinese, such as the Eight-Pole and the Taijimen, have disciples to participate and to temper each other.

"Chu Big Brother will be able to rush into the top ten this time."

Zhao Ming clap his hands.

"Hey, my family Feifei can also enter the top ten, even the top five. Right, Fifi sister." Xiao Xiao dissatisfied.

Regardless of Lu Yang, Chu Yun, and Jiang Feifei, they are the younger generations of Chuzhou, and the eyes of many of the young ladies in Chuzhou are gathered on them. Even if the martial art battle is not the first, as long as it rushes into the forefront, there will still be great rewards. In particular, even the Sun Palace has a deacon to visit. If you show your face in front of the ‘Xin Zun,’ and you are appreciated by the Sun Palace, you will truly step into the sky.

"boom!"

When the younger generations fight, countless people cheer loudly.

Chen Fan’s attention is no longer here. He is like a sea, quickly covering the entire venue, then going to Qingyang Town and finally sweeping through Qingyang Town.

Chen Jiuyang, Xin Zun, Gao Baisheng...Family familiar and strange characters, appeared in Chen Fan’s mind. Finally, he even saw the figures of Chu Minghui and Tang Yifei, who are also old people. Chen Fan paused and continued to search. He came here to find the ‘North Qiongpai Remnant’ hidden in Qingyang Town.

At this time.

Chen Fan thought, suddenly attracted by a very familiar atmosphere.

"This is the atmosphere of Zhenwu thirty-six-style?" Chen Fan frowned and turned his head and looked over. He saw the door of the venue and slammed open. He was wearing a white exercise suit, 13 or four years old, with a handsome face. The girl, slowly recovering the boxing and stepping into the field:

"Beiqiong Chen Hao, came to challenge the Jiangbei cultivation industry."

When the girl entered the venue, the entire venue was dead.

...

"Hello everyone, here is the mango live broadcast platform. I am the interpretation of 'Mango Live'. Jianghua, my current location is the venue of the annual Jiangbei cultivation event. As you can see, the most popular 'doorship' every year. It has already been opened. This year's participation is not only for the younger generations of the major families in Jiangbei, but also for the elite monks from all major gates in China."

"Wow, just that, is the 'mountain landslide' of the eight poles and one pulse? The eight-pole ancestors of this generation, the inner-door disciple Gu Fei, the opponent is Chu Yun of the Chu family in Chuzhou. It is said that when Chu Yun was young, He has been in the 'Canglong Special Forces' for three years and is well versed in military martial arts..."

"I don't think it is a disciple of Lunan in Jiangnan. It is called Lu Yang's player. One boxer defeated the opponent."

"Hey, who is this beautiful woman? How is it so similar to the famous goddess of **** in China? Could it be... listen, the commentary received the news from the side, she is really the goddess of the goddess of ginger..."

Mango live broadcast is the hottest live broadcast platform today. In 2026, many times, the live broadcast platform has replaced the TV station and become the new media that the younger generation likes most. Jiang Hua is also a well-known commentary on Mango Live. He does not know how many battles of practitioners have been explained. Countless people sit in front of computers and TVs and watch this battle.

The climax.

When Jiang Feifei appeared, she was a neat and savvy figure, passed from the Beiqiong faction's powerful refining exercises, and Zen-filled spells, easily defeating the opponent, and suddenly caused bursts of cheers.

"Ginger Churan’s sister, no wonder so powerful."

Cheng Hui sat in front of the computer while practicing yoga while watching the live comment. She is a junior at Jincheng University, not only her, but also a few sisters in the dormitory.

As the fighting progressed, the situation was clear.

Chu Yun, Jiang Feifei, Gu Fei, the disciple of the eight poles, and Feng Yunhao, the fifth disciple of Taiji, stood out. They are at least the beginning of Tong Xuan, and the most powerful Feng Yunhao, even reaching the peak of Tong Xuan, is half a step away from Shenhai.

Looking at these young people, when they are under the age of 20, they will enter the glory of Tian Xuan, and Cheng Hui’s eyes will be awkward.

But this time.

"Boom", the door opened, the girl Chen Hao stepped in, challenged the audience, suddenly shocked the countless audience in front of the TV computer.

"I am going to go, this little girl is only 13 or 14 years old, but also to go on stage, and still challenge the entire Jiangbei in one breath?"

"Wait, what do you listen to her, Bei Qiong Chen Hao? Is the Beiqiong School not the sect that had been destroyed for six or seven years? How come a disciple appeared?"

"Yeah, is the North Qiong faction going to rise again?"

Countless people talked about it.

And at the moment.

In the entire venue, it was also like a blasted pot. Many guests were excited and looked at the little girl who was thin. From the beginning of the Jiangbei event to the present, for five or six consecutive years, the first time someone was on the scene! Many people don't even know, what is Beiqiong? By the side of the popular science, it is vaguely understood.

"My God, Beiqiong? Isn't that sect done long ago? There are still people."

Yan Junze was stunned.

"Hey, there is no sect of the sect, and they dare to challenge them." Lu Yang has already left the game at this time, relying on the seat next to it, disdain.

Xiao Yan and others are more important.

As soon as the girl is on stage, she will challenge the entire Jiangbei, naturally causing them to be the same enemy of the younger generation of Jiangbei. Only Chen Fan, his eyes fell on the little girl, feeling the pure and long-lasting martial arts practice in her body, and the friendly blood. There are countless questions in his heart, and I can’t wait to ask them right away.

At the same time, Gao Baisheng, Chen Jiuyang and others on the stage were slightly eclipsed.

The Beiqiong faction is like a past myth, and can never be erased. However, Zhao Deyang, the father of the Zhao family in Chuzhou City, Jiangbei, slammed his sleeves and pressed an invisible force:

"What **** Nanqiong and Beiqiong sent. Dare to break into the venue, interfere with the exchange meeting, and sin."

He is an old-fashioned god, with an angry shot, to what extent is the power of terror? Even if only three successes were used, a white rainbow appeared in the void. If the same hanging river was falling, the infuriating whiteness crossed the tens of meters of void and overwhelmed the girl Chen Hao.

"Be careful!"

A lot of girls are calling out.

However, Chen Yu's hands unfolded, such as the clouds of the sky, and when the wings were fanned out, the white Changhong was split into two halves. Although the girl was also stepped back by the earthquake, she had a hard-hitting blow to a **** monk.

"It is the martial arts hand of the true threety-sixth type. This little girl is really a disciple of Beiqiong, and it is still a core disciple." Gao Baisheng slammed his eyes and whispered.

At this moment, some people are discolored at the place.