Super King of Soldiers in the City

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At the performance hall of the Wangdu Shengyuan, nine battle platforms with a height of more than 10 meters have been built for the competition.

In the huge performance martial arts field, there are crowds of people and people. On the battle platform, there are also 18 people fighting crazy.

This annual arrogance is no match for other things, even those students who are closed for a long time will leave the customs at this time.

After all, this big ratio is not only an opportunity for their fame, but also an opportunity to win glory for their empire.

If they can achieve good results in the Dabi, even if they belong to the empire, they will get some generous rewards.

Under the battle platform, at one of the positions, the Master and Yun Ling stood quietly, watching the battle above the battle platform.

However, the brow of Miao Shi couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

There is no reason for it, just because Wang Fan has not yet passed the level.

"This guy is all this time, and he is still practicing in Dongfu. He will not forget the arrogance of this day?"

In case Wang Fan's practice misses this day's arrogance, that's really interesting.

I am afraid that Wang Fan will become the first student who has been indifferent to such an event since the establishment of Wangdu Shengyuan.

"Miao Master, you don't have to worry too much. Isn't this still 15 days before he goes to battle, then Brother Wang Fan will definitely be out of customs."

"Since he promised you, he will definitely do it, not to mention, if he really didn't come out at that time, we'll go find him."

Yun Ling naturally understood what the Master thought, and said comfortably.

For others, perhaps this time the arrogance is just their reputation and the chance to win glory for their empire. But for the wonderful teacher, it is an opportunity to raise his eyebrows.

The wonderful teacher and Wen Ruyu's mentor have always been at odds, but because the two have the same strength, so no one can help anyone. Therefore, Wen Ruyu's mentor is the old master who used Wen Ruyu to talk about things and ridicule the wonderful teacher.

Although Miao Shi is very angry about this, he can only be tolerant because he really cannot find a good student disciple.

This time, she finally accepted Wang Fan as a disciple. Seeing stepping on Wen Ruyu's hope, she naturally didn't want to miss it.

"Hey, that's the only way." Miao Master nodded bitterly, then looked at Yun Ling, "Yun Ling, it's your turn, you must be careful."

"Although this time, your strength has been greatly improved, but it is still difficult to enter the top 100."

"If you lose, you will immediately concede defeat and don't succeed. The purpose of letting you participate is to try and accumulate experience, not to enter the top 100, you know?"

Miao Shi said quite solemnly.

"I know, Master." Yun Ling nodded respectfully.

While the two were talking, a woman dressed in black suddenly came over to this side.

Behind the black woman, two men and a woman followed.

This woman in black, if she looks at her figure alone, is very good, and it is called enchanting, but if she looks at her face, she feels sick.

She was extremely ugly, and her nose, eyes, and mouth were as if they were pieced together, very uncoordinated.

In particular, her eyes are small and long and narrow, giving a very eerie feeling.

"Yo, isn't this a wonderful teacher? Why, did you also bring your disciples to the war? Hey, by the way, when did you take the disciples, why don't I know?"

Before the woman in black was close to the two masters, the sharp sarcasm came out.

She said, Huainzai carefully watched Yun Ling up and down for a while, and until Yun Ling looked a little hairy, she smiled yawningly, and said,

"The fourth floor of Wang Jing, the strength of your disciple is really high. If it goes like this, wouldn't it be cannon fodder?"

As soon as the woman in black said this, the two men and a woman behind her suddenly burst into laughter.

The ridiculous laughter spread to Yun Ling's ears, making her cheeks a little red, quite a bit embarrassed. But soon she suppressed this shameful anger and returned to normal.

Whether it was during the period of following Wang Fan in the Chaos Mountain Range or the time of following the wonderful master recently, her mood has been greatly improved.

Miaoshi listened to this, but his face was cold, and shouted, "Yong Ronglan, how about my disciples of Shui Miao, I still have no time to judge you ugly. I do n’t welcome you here, leave me immediately . "

Miaoshi's tone is not a bit polite, and directly talks about the appearance of the woman in black. Anyway, the two were originally intolerant, and she was naturally not afraid of offending.

The woman in black, Yongrong Lan, was none other than Wen Ruyu's mentor.

Yong Ronglan's face could not help changing slightly when he heard the words of the Master, and a deep bitter color appeared in his eyes, but soon he returned to normal.

The reason why she is incompatible with the master is because of the appearance of the master.

She is jealous!

Yong Ronglan exhaled deeply and said sarcastically, "This is not your home, what are your qualifications to let me get away? If you let me get away, I'm not as good as you want. What can you do here?"

Shui Miao smiled coldly, "You don't roll, then I roll, looking at your ugly face, I feel sick, let's go."

Shui Miao said, pulling up Yun Ling and left here.

"You." Yong Ronglan listened to the words, and anger emerged from her face again uncontrollably.

It can be said that Shui Miao's words are like sharp knives, which are inserted in her painful place.

She stared coldly at the back of Shui Miao, and the cold eyes flashed like a viper, "Did you see her disciple, if you meet in the contest, don't be merciless!"

"Yes!"

Listening to this, the two men and a woman behind her nodded heavily.

Yong Ronglan was so angry in her heart that she never imagined that the water beauty that had always been extremely tolerant to her in the past would suddenly become so sharp.

Every sentence is like a sharp knife, poked hard in her heart and in her sore place.

"It's such an annoying woman." Shui Miao murmured uncomfortably after she was away from Yong Ronglan.

She was so annoyed with Yong Ronglan, every time she saw her, she had to provoke and ridicule.

In the past, because of her ten disciples, she endured again and again, but this time, when she saw her hope, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"You have to be careful of the three people behind Yong Ronglan. If I read correctly, they also came to participate in the competition. If they meet on the battle platform, they immediately admit defeat and don't be brave."

Shui Miao grunted and said solemnly to Yun Ling.

"Well." Yun Ling nodded cleverly.

"The next battle, Yunling, against Tiehuai."

At a certain moment, with a vicissitude of voice, Yun Ling's posture suddenly stood up.

"Miao Master, I'm going." She said to the Miao Master respectfully, and her body flickered on the battle platform.

Behind Yongrong Lan, the relatively thin man saw Yun Ling, first a little stunned, and then a smirk burst into his eyes.

"What a coincidence." He couldn't help grinning and followed the battle.

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