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The people who were talking about it suddenly found that their surroundings had become quiet, and they couldn't help but wonder secretly.

After seeing the people around them, they all stared in one direction in a daze, and they followed suit.

Then, they also fell into a daze.

Unknowingly, the entire Dabi scene became quiet.

Zhang Ji had been happily accepting everyone's gaze, but the occurrence of this situation caught his attention instantly and made him frown.

Subconsciously, he followed and looked at the past, then froze.

I saw a boy in white clothes walking slowly in the distance, looking at a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old.

If it's just that, it's okay, the most important thing is the temperament and appearance of the other party, which makes people feel shocked.

With an ethereal temperament and an appearance that seemed real and illusory, she seemed to be a fairy in the sky.

In a daze, they almost thought that a fairy had descended.

"Who is this boy?"

"Why do you look so fairy-like?"

"Really, you also feel like a fairy?"

"hiss……"

The shock on the faces of the onlookers, even Zhang Rongrong and others, would be shocked by this.

Not to mention them, even the stunned old Xu in Zhang Ji's body uttered a sound of surprise at this moment.

The crowd was chattering, and almost everyone was wondering who this person was.

This extraordinary young man, is there such a person in their family?

This kind of attention-grabbing appearance, they think that if they have seen it, they should not forget it.

At this time, the immortal cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm watching from the sky couldn't bear it anymore.

Elder Zhang Yuanqing flew down and asked on the spot, "This... who are you?"

"Why do you come to our Zhang family?"

After finishing the words, curious eyes stared at the young man, which is what they wanted to ask.

However, before they heard the boy speak, they heard another person answering.

Zhang Yan, one of the top ten geniuses in the crowd, replied loudly, "He is the younger brother of Zhang Yun!"

After the words fell, everyone was taken aback, and looked over subconsciously.

"Zhang Yun's younger brother? Surnamed Zhang?"

"Is he also from our Zhang family?"

Everyone didn't react for a while.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan knew that they had misunderstood, and immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"No, he is the one I competed with in the last family competition."

The last family competition?

Following his narration, everyone froze, thought about it carefully, and immediately thought of a person.

That person is also a young man, but it is different from this one who is like a fairy in the dust. The other person looks very ugly, the kind that makes people don't want to take a second look!

"Zhang Yan, are you talking about him?"

Zhang Yan nodded, confirming their thoughts.

The immortal cultivators of the Zhang family were stunned.

"How can a person change so much and become like this?"

Turning into such a fairy-like appearance, they almost thought it was the appearance of a fairy at a glance?

Everyone questioned.

Just as Zhang Yan was about to say something, he heard Zhang Yun's younger brother speak.

"That person is indeed me."

As soon as the familiar voice came out, Elder Zhang Yuanqing and the others froze, their faces filled with surprise.

As immortal cultivators, their memory is naturally not bad.

Thinking back deliberately, the voice of this fairy-like boy immediately matched the ugly boy's voice in memory.

Zhang Ji looked at the young man in disbelief, "It's really him?"

The guy he despised during Xiaobi last time, has become like this?

Just kidding!

Not far away, Qingyang Sword Zhang Jiankun frowned tightly.

The faces of Zhang Rongrong and other geniuses were also full of astonishment.

"How did you become like this!" Qing Yangjian in the crowd asked with a frown.

When he thought that he was ignored by him before, he thought he was just a dispensable guy, and he turned into the current attention,

He was a little uncomfortable.

The time-traveling body frowned and glanced at him, then turned to Elder Zhang Yuanqing and asked, "Shall the competition continue?"

Elder Zhang Yuanqing, who was in doubt, was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded, "Then continue."

After saying that, he flew back into the air several tens of meters away, but his eyes were still quietly observing the young man, his eyes full of astonishment.

Not only him, although under his order, the big competition started again, but one after another eyes still focus on the body of the time-traveling body from time to time.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Ji felt extremely uncomfortable. His gaze, which was originally focused on himself, turned to this person?

This made him, who had almost made his final appearance deliberately and wanted to attract attention, feel a burst of frustration.

Elder Xu in his body also recovered from his surprise, as if he sensed his emotions, and said in a bad mood, "There's nothing to be depressed about, it's just that he looks good."

"This kid at most attracts people's attention for a while. If you wait for a long time, if you don't achieve anything, you will still disappear from everyone."

"Relying on the Houtian wood spirit body that I got for you, no matter whether it is now or in the future, the speed at which your cultivation base improves is not comparable to that of people from this small family. At that time, those people will naturally turn their attention to you."

Hearing this, Zhang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about it, this Zhang Yun just looks good, what's the use of being good-looking, cultivation base strength is always the most important thing!

Thinking of this, he looked eagerly at the transmigration body, as long as he defeated this guy in full view, then everything would naturally be his.

Qingyang Sword Zhang Jiankun is also thinking about defeating the boy.

It's really hard for him to see that a former defeated general, an unknown person, has become like this.

The time-traveling body didn't care about other people's thoughts, turned around and went to sign up and draw the lottery.

Glancing at the bamboo stick that he had drawn, he walked up to the number 11 ring written on it impressively.

After looking at the eleventh ring which was still fighting, he walked over.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Ring No. 11?"

The battles ended and started again, and soon it was the time-traveling body's turn.

"Ring No. 11, Zhang Yun, come quickly."

The referee on the ring shouted loudly.

After the words fell, the people who had been watching the other rings looked over in an instant, with curious and disdainful eyes...

Chuan Tifei stepped onto the ring, and at this time his other opponent also arrived, a young man with an ordinary appearance.

"Start." The referee announced.

Looking at the fairy-like boy not far away, Zhang Chuanhao swallowed, obviously the boy's cultivation might not be higher than his, but he just felt the pressure.

The next moment he shot.

"Needle Rain Technique!"

In a pinch, dense needle-like raindrops emerged, and quickly flew towards the attack target.

At the moment of his attack, all eyes focused on the ring.

Countless people want to see how this young man will respond and what kind of strength he will have.

"Are you practicing Qi at the sixth level?"

Feeling the strength of this spiritual technique, and the breath leaking from Zhang Chuanhao's body, he murmured through the body.

In the next second, he figured out how to make a move, as long as he showed his cultivation level of the seventh level of qi training, it was enough.

An ordinary water curtain stood in front of him, and then an ordinary water arrow shot out.

The needle-like rain was easily blocked like rain hitting plantains.

However, the water arrow with blue glow made Zhang Chuanhao's face change.

"The cultivation base of the seventh floor in the late stage of Qi training!"

There was no accident, facing water archery that was a little higher than him, he was not considered a genius, and he was injured immediately.

In the next second, he said decisively, "I admit defeat!"

As he conceded defeat, the immortal cultivators onlookers reacted.

The entire battle took only a few seconds from start to finish, but what was revealed surprised them for a while.

"what?"

"The cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi training?"

They looked surprised.

If they remember correctly, Zhang Yun was only at the fourth level of qi training during Xiaobi last month. In just one month, he raised his cultivation to the seventh level of qi training?

High in the sky, the eyes of a cultivator named Foundation Establishment Realm were fixed, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ever since they tested their talents last time and found that this cloud was indeed a five-element miscellaneous spirit root, they didn't pay much attention to it. Thinking about his talent, they almost stopped here.

As a result, now they are stunned to find that this young man who is not valued by them has raised three levels of cultivation in just one month?

A fifteen-year-old immortal cultivator in the late stage of Qi training?

Elder Zhang Yuanqing became suspicious, did he make a wrong test again?

Among the crowd, Zhang Yong murmured blankly, "If I remember correctly, this shouldn't be the full strength of little brother Zhang Yun. He also masters great spiritual skills and artistic conception of water?"

The sound of taking in a little air-conditioning immediately sounded from the surroundings.

Among the onlookers, Zhang Jiankun, the Qingyang Sword, clenched his hands and held the long blue sword tightly, showing that he was not calm.

Zhang Rongrong opened her mouth wide.

As for Zhang Ji, it's a little hard to believe.

"Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Qi training level seven?"

Before coming to Dabi, he felt that he could cultivate to the seventh level of Qi training at the age of seventeen, and he was already the first genius in his family, but now...

"How could this person cultivate faster than me!"

"Isn't he the Five Elements Miscellaneous Spiritual Root?"

Zhang Ji was stunned.

Even Mr. Xu in his mind let out a little gasp at this time, as if he was a little surprised.

Dabi continued.

Relying on the cultivation base of the seventh level of Qi training, the time-traveling body successfully won two more games.

And in the fourth round, that is, in the top 50 battles, he met an important opponent.

The time-traveling body stood on the ring, watching the young man slowly approaching in the distance below the ring, and couldn't tell what he was thinking.

I saw that person walking from a distance, wearing blue clothes, with a very tall figure, holding a blue long sword in both hands, his face was covered with stubble, it was Zhang Jiankun of the Qingyang sword!

"It's the Qingyang Sword, this match is really good!"

Most of the thousands of people watching the battle focused their eyes.

Many people are aware of the grievance between Qingyang Sword and Zhang Yun.

The first time Zhang Yun participated in the family competition, he was defeated by the opponent, and he lost very badly. He was thrown out of the ring by his momentum. It was as miserable as it could be, and it completely became the background of Qingyang Sword green leaves!

Who will win this time?

Is it another embarrassing defeat for the young man, or another mediocre victory for Qingyang Sword?

All of a sudden, many people watched it, whether it was the foundation-building realm cultivators in the sky, or the remaining ten geniuses.

Holding the green sword in his hand, Qingyangjian lightly jumped onto the ring.

He looked at the young man a few meters away with a calm expression, and said flatly, "I'm really surprised. In just a few days, your cultivation level has been raised to the point where it's almost on par with mine."

"I take back what I said last time, you already have the qualifications to challenge me."

He said lightly, "Come on, let me see, with your mediocre aptitude, what level of strength have you reached, and whether you are really qualified to stand in front of me."

The time-traveling body frowned.

When Qing Yangjian spoke, although his tone was very flat, no matter how he listened to it, he could hear a sense of contempt and arrogance.

Thinking about it, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"I think so too." The time-traveling body responded lightly.

Um?

Qingyangjian's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Their words successfully aroused people's curiosity even more, wanting to know who will win and who will lose in this duel.

Soon, under the order of the ring referee, the competition officially began!

Qingyang sword moved.

He quickly pulled out the blue long sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed, showing the extraordinaryness of this sword.

The spiritual energy and artistic conception were poured into it, the cyan light flashed, and a transparent sharp gas surrounded the cyan long sword.

"It has appeared, it is the artistic conception of the sword of Qingyang Sword!"

"Among the many artistic conceptions, the killing ability can be ranked in the forefront of the sword artistic conception!"

The onlookers of the Zhang family's immortal cultivators showed amazement in their eyes.

And they can still feel that the artistic conception of this sword has reached 20%!

And with the killing ability of the artistic conception of the sword, it can be regarded as a 30% artistic conception!

"As expected of the top three of the top ten geniuses..."

Everyone was amazed.

Soon, they discovered another surprise.

"This guy Zhang Jiankun, his cultivation has actually been raised to the eighth level of Qi training?"

On Zhang Rongrong's beautiful face, her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

The Qingyang sword at the seventh level of Qi training is troublesome enough, let alone the eighth level of Qi training?

When the other geniuses saw it, their eyes became serious, even Zhang Ji was no exception.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the dozens of Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators flying in the air, followed by admiration.

"This little guy Zhang Jiankun is really talented. With this level of strength, he can be the number one among the top ten geniuses, right?" Elder Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

Another white-haired old man, Zhang Yucang, nodded in agreement and exclaimed, "In such a short period of time, this junior has made such great progress, he is worthy of the name of a genius."

The surrounding immortal cultivators nodded.

Because of this situation, the onlookers who originally thought that Zhang Yun would be fighting with Qingyang Sword gave up their thoughts a little bit, and the balance of victory and defeat in their hearts was tilted towards Qingyang Sword.

While they were discussing, the battle in the arena also started at this moment.

"Just let you experience it, I am close to Dacheng's Qingyang swordsmanship."

Qingyang Sword's expression was indifferent, and he raised his sword hand, using the mysterious Qingyang sword technique.

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