The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

"Little bastard!" Zhang Heng shouted hoarsely. At this time, the fighting had stopped and the Linglong chessboard was completely destroyed. Jin Zhongliang slowly descended from the sky, and Zhang Heng flew over to catch Wu Weibing’s fallen body. Tears were already flashing in the eyes of a pair of tigers, "Little Bastard! Is your brain flooded?" He scolded Wu Weibing with one hand and injected aura into him, while the other hand took out a handful of pill from Qiankun's bag and put it into his mouth regardless. Stuffed.

"Master..." Wu Weibing raised his eyelids with difficulty, his voice weak but with a smile, "Are you going to choke me to death?"

"Asshole thing, who told you to mess around, are you okay now?" After the roar, Zhang Heng still looked concerned, "How do you feel? Still laughing, you little ass!" Zhang Heng is a Jin Danian monk, Naturally, we can see Wu Weibing’s physical condition at this time. His whole body is exhausted, and his cultivation base has also fallen to the eighth level of the foundation, his breath is disordered, and the meridians in his body have been greatly traumatized, just like a fallen vase. It was not broken, and it was covered with shocking cracks.

"Feeling..." Wu Weibing coughed and gasped, "Ha, so good..." He vomited a mouthful of blood after he finished speaking, and his pale face was lined with red blood, which was even more shocking.

"You are an opponent worthy of my admiration." Jin Zhongliang walked up to Wu Weibing, bent slightly, and said, "I hope I can be an opponent with you in the future."

Wu Weibing squeezed a smile on his face, "Of course I won't let you down." The itch in his heart has been vented after this earth-shattering battle. At this time, he felt extremely relaxed, even if his realm fell, there was no slightest. Discouraged and retreated, but instead gave birth to a kind of cruelty and aggressiveness to move forward.

Jin Zhongliang nodded slightly, and then step by step toward the position of the head of Haoqi. And after Jin Zhongliang left. Zhang Hengcai stared at his apprentice very seriously.

Zhang Heng really felt that his apprentice seemed to be a different person, and he couldn't help but punched his shoulder. "You bastard!"

As a result, with a punch, Wu Weibing coughed a few mouthfuls of blood and moistened the clothes on his chest. This made Zhang Heng panicked, "Boy, are you okay?"

"Master, I have a wish..." His face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to want to get up, but he couldn't help it. In the end, he could only raise his hand weakly.

"what?"

Wu Weibing reluctantly raised his hand. Pointing away in the direction of Su Hanjin. "Invite the sister in mourning clothes over and let me pull my hands."

"Oh oh..." Zhang Heng replied repeatedly, just about to get up and suddenly realized, "You dog can't change the thing that eats shit!" At this time, Zhang Heng hadn't realized that he was not a slave to the girl. A serious apprentice. It turned out to be a "please" word.

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Because Su Hanjin has been paying attention to Wu Weibing’s movements, and they are not covering their words, Zhang Heng’s voice is very loud, so Su Hanjin naturally knows what they are talking about, Su Hanjin looked down at her clothes, all in black, It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mourning dress. Wu Weibing broke out this time, so that Su Hanjin saw hope, and his heart meant to have friendship. So she didn't wait for the Golden Core Stage cultivator to catch her, and passed by herself.

As a result, as soon as he approached, he saw Wu Weibing's eyelids fainted, and his master Zhang Heng glared at Su Hanjin, "What kind of mourning clothes are you wearing well, so angry. Go on, don't run into my apprentice." He was afraid of himself. There are two shortcomings in the love disciples, so Su Hanjin is especially unwelcome to see. Su Hanjin said helplessly, sorry, and could only turn her attention to Jin Zhongliang.

At this time, Jin Zhongliang had already rushed to the high platform of the trial mountain in the eyes of everyone or was surprised or worshiped or jealous, and the monks underneath would automatically separate a path for him. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body, but every step he took, a flame was born under his feet, and along the way, a few flame red lotus stepped out. When he walked to the stage, he bowed to the head of Haoqi who was sitting on the stage.

The head of that Jiang was flushed at this time, and the corners of Jin Zhongliang's eyes were smiling.

"Jin Zhongliang, the disciple of the Haoyuezong Jin Chanzi, see the head!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Head Jiang said three good words in succession, then turned his head and said to the strong golden core beside him: "Brother Jin, you have been hiding treasures!"

The golden cicada's hair and beard were all white, and he looked kind-hearted, and he was dressed in a white robe without wind, and he also held a whisk in his hand. It really looked like an immortal family. There was no different color on his face at this time, and he stroked his beard and said: "It's easy to say, easy to talk." The color of his tone was full of pride, his tail was up to the sky, causing the golden core experts of other sects to be jealous and angry.

"Jin Zhongliang, you win honor for my great spirit. If you want any reward, just speak." Jiang Master said with a smile.

Jin Zhongliang gave a salute, "The head, now I am at the Golden Core Stage cultivation base, and I should participate in the next Golden Core Stage battle, and do my part for the martial art competition."

"This..." The battle between the Golden Core cultivators has already been arranged. The powerful gate Jiang Yunya will face Liao Changqing of Hunyuan City, and the duel between the Golden Core cultivators is likely to cause great damage. Now there is one more person. , It’s not a good arrangement to compare with Doushang. If Jiang Yunya and Jin Zhongliang match up, wouldn’t it be cheaper for Hunyuan City, but if Hunyuan City and Liao Changqing match up with the Haoqimen, it’s okay if you lose, and if you narrowly win It seems that Haoqi is oppressing him. After all, time is running out and there is no time to heal him. When Chief Jiang hesitated, he listened to Jin Zhongliang's words: "The disciples have nothing to ask for, but a fight!"

Wu Yuan from the Canghua School next to him said, "Since he is in the Golden Elixir period, the requirement to participate in the competition is very reasonable." Several sects next to him agree. Anyway, if they don't have the Golden Elixir period, let them fight against each other. The vigor is what they would like to see.

"When the cultivation base is at our level, we can only make progress by communicating with the same level. If you want to come to Hunyuan City, you won't mind." The strange bird, at this time, also shrieked over and over again: "I won't mind, I won't mind."

"You say yes, the eternal son."

At this time, the Changshengzi of Hunyuan City had an extremely ugly face, but he was also difficult to ride a tiger. Because the three of them competed, they took a lottery to determine the order of the battle, because it was just a base-building period. The great men Jiang Yunya and Hunyuan City Liao Changqing were not present at this time. This draw was Jin Chanzi and Jiang Zhangmen. And the longevity son to smoke. The result was that Jiang Yunya took an empty lottery. Liao Changqing met with Jin Zhongliang, and the time of the match was advanced to the next day.

At this time, the Changshengzi of Hunyuan City had an extremely ugly face, but he was also difficult to ride a tiger. Because the three of them competed, they took a lottery to determine the order of the battle, because it was just a base-building period. The great men Jiang Yunya and Hunyuan City Liao Changqing were not present at this time. This draw was Jin Chanzi and Jiang Zhangmen. And the longevity son to smoke. The result was that Jiang Yunya took an empty lottery. Liao Changqing met with Jin Zhongliang, and the time of the match was advanced to the next day.

Early the next morning. The long-lived son called out all the monks in Hunyuan City, followed him to the Trial Mountain, cheering for Liao Changqing, Qu Feng and Xiaoyao were also called out, and they met Su Hanjin on the Hongqiao Bridge. Now, Xiao Yao looked nervous and blamed herself for not listening to Sister Su's words. Su Hanjin calmed her down and relieved her. However, Qu Feng kept his head down and remained silent. Su Hanjin did not speak when he saw him. So he stopped talking, and chatted with Xiao Yao. At the forefront of Hongqiao is the Changshengzi, and behind him are Liao Changqing and Duan Lingmiao. As Su Hanjin looked around, he suddenly felt something strange. Someone is watching her.

Liao Changqing turned his head and looked at her seriously, his eyes were deep, and the emotions contained in it were unpredictable. Su Hanjin's scalp was numb when he saw him, so he tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled. As a result, he saw his brow furrowed and then swished his head back. Su Hanjin was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Duan Lingmiao suddenly turning back. Give her a full smile. It's just that the smile is rather cold, with a sharp knife hidden in it.

This episode did not attract anyone's attention. They reached the Trial Mountain through the Hongqiao, stood under the trial platform, and waited for the opening of Bidou.

The monk of Hunyuan City naturally trusted Liao Changqing very much, after all, he had broken through for a while. However, Jin Zhongliang just formed his pill yesterday. Naturally, there is a gap in this. Someone underneath praised Liao Changqing, and the people next to him agreed. The long-lived son listened to his ears, and his stern face was slightly relaxed, beside him. The corners of Duan Lingmiao's mouth were smiling, thinking that he was very satisfied with Liao Changqing. It's just that all of this is destined to be crushed.

Although Liao Changqing and Jin Zhongliang were both in the golden age, the difference in strength between the two was too great. Under Jin Zhongliang's attack, Liao Changqing did not last for the time for a stick of incense. In comparison, his performance is not as eye-catching as yesterday's Wu Weibing.

"Accepted." Jin Zhongliang said politely. After he finished speaking, he extended a friendly hand to Liao Changqing who was knocked down on the ground, and Liao Changqing's face was blue, and there was flame burning in his eyes. His pride, his face, in the time that was only a stick of incense, were heavily trampled underfoot. At this time, the man still stretched out his hand, which was a mockery of him, like a slap in his face.

Jin Zhongliang stretched out his hand to pull Liao Changqing up, Liao Changqing did not accept his kindness, he didn't care. After retracting his hand and hiding it behind him, I thought to myself, "My goal is only Jiang Yunya. Your fortune is not good, and it is between me and him. It's a pity."

This is the original plot, Su Hanjin heard Jin Zhongliang's heartfelt voice. She has always guessed that Liao Changqing is just a stepping stone for the protagonist, and now it looks like a hapless stepping stone. Liao Changqing's injury was not light, and perhaps it was not his body that was hurt the most, but his heart that has always been high. I thought I was standing in the altar and laughing proudly, and turned into a joke overnight.

Su Hanjin did not care about the expressions of other people in Hunyuan City. She had been paying attention to the movement of Haoqi. The head Jiang felt that her sect had won one or two places anyway. It didn't matter who was first and who was second, she ignored it extremely hard. In response to the requirements of other schools, he cheerfully wanted to announce the results of the quota allocation, but Jin Zhongliang suddenly said: "The disciples implore you to fight with the big brother!"

The smile on the head of Jiang's face froze, and when he was about to shout a few words, he heard someone say: "I promise you."

Su Hanjin only noticed at this time that under the peach blossom tree in the lower right corner of the trial platform, there was already an extra person at some point. The man was wearing a silver mask on his right cheek, and because of this mask, his nose was taller and his brows and lips were thin. His black hair was scattered casually, and his white clothes were snowy. This was a very strong color difference, but it was sharpened by the pink peach blossom of the tree behind him, like an ink painting. It's just that the bird on the painting was silent, and even the petals did not dare to fall, for fear that it would startle the person under the tree.

Jiang Yunya, the big brother of Haoqimen, at least has the strength of the Jindan mid-term. If she didn't know the ending, she would definitely think that the person in this painting would win. Su Hanjin sighed slightly. The senior brother was never mentioned in the post again. I think he was scrapped by multiple blows, or he was thrown away by Jin Zhongliang early, and he was not worthy of being his opponent. Even if the middle match will give birth to branches like Wu Weibing, but now the change has just begun, just a small fan, only a thin stream of water, should not be able to shake the final result.

This is his ending, which makes Su Hanjin feel sorry.