Chapter 1227: Shi Kun

"Huh! What's so great about Gao Hanyang? No matter how powerful he is, he is only the first person in the outside world. Can he turn the sky in front of me?"

Huangpao disciple Chang Qian smiled coldly, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and the whole person looked domineering!

"This Gao Hanyang, it is said that he killed the strong bandits in the Profound Moon Realm when he first entered the Quasi Profound Realm. His strength should not be underestimated. Junior Brother Chang should not be too careless!" A tall Qingpao inner door The disciple said solemnly.

"Don't worry, even if I am always careless, I will not capsize in the gutter. Actually, I have known this person's name for a long time. No matter if I meet it now, let me learn about the so-called first person outside the door. How capable? Huh!"

Chang Qian snorted coldly, flicked his big sleeve and flew up, and went straight to the ring under the gaze of several companions.

"Will Chang Qian underestimate the enemy too much?"

"Underestimate the enemy? Haha, it's speechless that a Gao Hanyang makes you nervous like this! Don't forget, we are the inner disciples. Even if you are nervous, it should be Gao Hanyang nervous!"

"That's right! Although this kid Chang Qian was promoted to Inner Sect a year or two later than us, his strength is comparable to us, even slightly higher than the others!" A white-robed disciple looked at Chang Qian There is a faint trace of jealousy in his eyes.

The same inner disciple, Chang Qian was promoted later than them, and he was also a year or two younger than them, but he was already stronger than them, and now he is in the inner sect. , Has considerable popularity and prestige.

In contrast, these veteran inner disciples inevitably have some envy and jealousy, but compared to Gao Han Yang and Chang Qian's strength, they are still more optimistic about Chang Qian.

After all, one was an inner genius who had lived in the Profound Moon Realm for a long time, and the other was just the first person in the outer sect of Quasi Profound Realm.

And how much gold this title of "outer door first person" can have, they actually have many doubts.

"Huh! No matter how great the outer disciple is, he will still be the outer disciple after all. Look, Gao Hanyang can never be Chang Qian's opponent!"

A sturdy inner disciple roared in a muffled low voice, the tyrannical breath dissipated, everyone's expressions were slightly condensed, and they looked towards the ring.

At the same time, several more arenas ended the competition one after another, and the elders of Zongmen called out one after another, and pairs of disciples quickly appeared on the stage.

"Nine hundred and ninety-one, come on!"

As the words spread, no one responded in the square for a while!

This weird situation surprised many disciples who watched the game, and even criticized it.

"Unreasonable! The elders are called, so what are they pretending to be deep?"

"Who is so bold that the called number hasn't responded yet?"

After waiting for a while, many disciples frowned, expressing their dissatisfaction.

However, most people did not pay attention to this small episode, their eyes were firmly locked on the ring where Gao Hanyang was, watching the exciting duel that was about to unfold.

Among the crowd of outer disciples, Qi Yurou and others were surrounding Jiang Tian with a look of expectation.

"Junior Brother Jiang, it's finally here for you!"

"Why are you still stunned, go up!"

The companions were a little uncontrollable, but Jiang Tian looked calm and smiled without saying a word. He looked at Di Feng faintly, and he had already noticed their reaction.

Di Feng and several of his companions stared suspiciously in Jiang Tian's direction, frowned slightly, and whispered.

After a short wait, the elder Zongmen called again, but his voice became a little harsher!

"Nine hundred and ninety-one will be on the stage quickly, otherwise it will be a waiver!"

The majestic words spread, and the corner of a red robe disciple beside Di Feng twitched, and finally couldn't hold it back.

"It doesn't look like that kid, I will go up first!"

The red-robed disciple nodded to his companion, then strode up to the ring, and handed the sign in the elder's slightly impatient eyes.

"Unreasonable! Why is the reaction so slow? There is one more, come up soon!" The elder glared at the Hongpao disciple with a solemn face, and sternly rebuked.

"It's a pity!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes flashed with disdain, nodded to his companion, and then walked towards the ring.

"Let the elders wait a long time!" Jiang Tianyue stepped onto the ring, smiled leisurely, and handed over his number.

"Outer disciple? Humph!" Zongmen elder frowned and glanced at Jiang Tian, but didn't blame too much.

What is there to care about with a junior from the outer sect who is about to be eliminated? Although this kid reacts a bit slower, he naturally has a certain amount of courage as an elder of the sect.

The sect elder shook his head and sighed, leaving a slightly similar look at Jiang Tian, and stepped aside.

But when Jiang Tian came to the stage, there were people under the ring with a gloomy expression, gritted their teeth and cursed.

This person is not someone else, naturally Di Feng.

"Unreasonable! This kid is really **** cunning!" Di Feng gritted his teeth angrily, his expression gloomy.

"Brother Di, it seems that this kid is guilty and timid. He has guessed our plan, otherwise he would not be so cautious!"

"Yes! Fortunately, you didn't have an exchange number to play rashly, otherwise this kid will definitely try to avoid it!"

"Senior Brother Di, don't worry, if you didn't run into it this time, you might not miss it in the next one!"

"Yes! On the contrary, there is no limit to the number of rounds in this round of martial arts. Before the top sixty-four places are created, the lottery will be repeated. This kid cannot always be so lucky!"

Several companions shook their heads and sneered, all of them consoling Di Feng.

Almost every time the elders called out, they were observing Jiang Tian's reaction. Once there was a slight sign of appearance, Di Feng would try his best to look for the number pick to play against him, but unfortunately it has not been possible.

This time there was a chance to hit the opponent head-on, but whoever wanted Jiang Tian to avoid it cunningly would make him angry.

"Huh! It's light, he may not be able to pass this round, so what is the top sixty-four? Don't you think it's funny?"

Di Feng grumbled and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Huh? That's right!"

"Damn! Really let this kid escape!"

"But Brother Di, don't worry, Shi Kun is not a vegetarian. We have already greeted him and we will definitely not keep our hands on Jiang Tian!"

"Humph! It's really a huge regret to not be able to teach this kid personally!"

Di Feng gritted his teeth and cursed, annoyed that he had missed this opportunity.

But no way, Jiang Tian has already been on stage, he can't run to the stage to grab Shi Kun's number, right?

And on the ring, with the elder's command, the battle between the two officially began!

"Jiang Tian, do you know what I have to do with Di Feng?"

Shi Kun didn't rush to take a shot, but embraced his arms and looked at Jiang Tian with a condescending look, revealing extremely arrogant all over his body.

In his opinion, crushing Jiang Tian is just a matter of gestures, and there is no need to worry about this contest without suspense.