"Go back to the Sea Clan. Land is not suitable for you. The rank here is still too high for you."

"Novice Village is more suitable for you!"

Several senior brothers and sisters were talking to each other, and the old man from the sea tribe he was talking about had blue veins popping up on his forehead, and his face was white and red.

In front of so many people, he was ridiculed by a group of juniors, saying that he was universally trustworthy? How dare he look down on the sea monks? But what really shocked him was Ye Wushuang's methods. If he was really a substitute, he would be

Geng Kill, his strength is unfathomable, and he will be the great enemy of the Hai Clan in the future.

You need to find a way to remove it.

"Little girl, tell him, what did you just do?"

On the stone pillar, the second elder did not want to waste any time and said to Ye Wushuang.

"Reporting to you seniors, this junior didn't do anything just now. He just used the poisonous mist to condense a stand-in to test Mr. Ji's strength."

"But I didn't expect..."

Ye Wushuang sighed.

The old man from the Hai tribe looked unkind: "What didn't you expect?"

"I didn't expect him to be so weak. I killed him just after a trial. It was my fault. I should have only used 10% of my strength."

Ye Wushuang blinked and said with an innocent face.

"What the hell..."

The old man from the Sea Tribe was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The words of this girl from the Five Poison Sect were so irritating.

"Okay, it's just a misunderstanding. The misunderstanding has been resolved. We will still be friends from now on, so there is no need to worry about it."

The island owner said calmly, stopping the farce.

"There will be several competitions between geniuses in the future. Don't waste time. The monks in this fourth competition should come on stage as soon as possible."

"yes!"

"As you command!"

Ye Wushuang had a smile on his lips and nothing in his eyes, as if he didn't take anything to heart, and returned to Li Xiaobai and others.

"Second Senior Sister, you are so wasteful. We have to take the life savings of the genius of the Hai Clan!"

Li Xiaobai said heartbrokenly.

"Yes, those are all useless resources, and they were just swept away by that old man!"

Liu Jinshui also yelled angrily.

Ye Wushuang: "If you want to convince others, you must achieve four words: high moral character and high respect. You don't understand."

Li Xiaobai was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Yang Chen waved his feather fan lightly: "Sister, what I mean is that when you go out, you must have a high standard, otherwise, you will be looked down upon by others."

Ling Feng nodded and said: "Well, that's good. For those of us who run around in the world, our face is more important than anything else."

So you don’t even want the baby?

Just to show off?

Do you know how hard I worked to get a wave of resources?

Li Xiaobai's heart was bleeding. This senior sister was a bit of a prodigal. She didn't know that resources were hard-earned.

"Okay, I'll be in the next game. I'll blow up the opponent and get all the treasures back."

Lin Yin showed a pair of sharp white teeth, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his blood was overwhelming. He looked like a man in the devil's way. He couldn't wait to go on stage and tear his opponent apart.

He was originally an evil cultivator, but after joining the Blood Demon Sect, he became even more powerful. He skyrocketed to the top, with demonic flames all over his body. Ordinary cultivators would be frightened just by making eye contact, unable to raise the slightest will to fight.

With a twist of his toes, Lin Yin floated up and headed straight for the ring.

"No, something happened!"

Su Yunbing suddenly shouted and slapped him back to the ground.

Lin Yin: "???"

The styling was interrupted and the takeoff failed. He was very depressed. He narrowed his eyes and did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes: "Senior sister, what do you mean?"

"You are pretending to be fine outside, don't pretend to me!"

Su Yunbing slapped him to the ground with his backhand, then pointed to the location of the old man from the Sea Clan and said: "There is a problem over there with the Sea Clan!"

"Um?"

Hearing this, several people looked towards the place where the black-robed men gathered, and saw that the old man from the sea tribe seemed to be discussing something with one of the geniuses, and then the genius reluctantly handed over the token in his hand.

"This is...does the old man want to go to war?"

Li Xiaobai was stunned and said, "What are you doing with your disciple's number plate? You want to pretend to be on stage? This is too disrespectful. Where is your face?"

The next scene proved his guess. He saw the old man of the sea clan without any ink. He pulled off the black cloak on his body and came to the ring in a flash. He stood in a circle with his hands behind his back and said loudly: "I am the genius of the Huang Eel clan.

, Huang Se, I have met all of you colleagues!"

"Who will fight with me?"

This is a somewhat slender old man, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a small beard that looks a bit wretched.

The four houses were silent, and the monks stared at the man on the stage, feeling as if they were in a dream.

What's the meaning?

Your hair and beard are all ruined, and an old man comes on stage and tells me that you are a genius?

Isn't this nonsense?

"Old Bangzi is disrespectful to old people. What can you do in the arena of the geniuses? Are you worthy of it?"

"Take the piss and look for yourself, you are already about to die, why are you pretending to be soft here?"

"Tianjiao? Are you worthy?"

The monks were so angry that they suddenly broke out, with spittle flying from their mouths. They wished they could drown each other with saliva. This old guy was so shameless. He just wanted to forcefully attack the Fairy of the Five Poison Sect, but now he is still standing.

Isn't this deliberately trying to make you feel uncomfortable in the exclusive competition for prodigies?

"Ebi?"

"This is a joke. It's a battlefield for the juniors. I'm waiting for this dying man to stop messing with it."

The island owner was condescending and said coldly. She didn't understand what this old man from the sea tribe was doing. He knew he would be kicked off, so why did he come up here to scold him? Do you have masochistic tendencies?

"The island owner is wrong. I am only in my early twenties this year, but my appearance is more mature."

"They are all the geniuses of the younger generation, why shouldn't I take action?"

The old man from the sea tribe had a calm expression on his face, and said slowly with his hands behind his back. If they hadn't seen his half-white temples and wrinkled face, the monks would have believed his lies.

"The Sea Clan is bullying others too much!"

"Would you like me to go over with you?"

The elder of the Blood Demon Sect stood up, two rays of blood shot out from his eyes, he pointed directly at the old man of the Sea Clan and said, "The murderous intention is overwhelming. The next one to fight is his Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect, Lin Yin. This old man of the Sea Clan is coming on stage at this time, isn't it?"

Are you making it clear that you want to kill his disciple?

"Don't be impatient, everyone, you have all misunderstood. I said that I am in my early twenties and it is not unfounded. If you don't believe me, the island owner can come and check my bone age. This bone age cannot be faked, right?"

The old man from the sea clan stretched out his hands and said with an innocent look on his face.

"What are you..."

The island owner's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, revealing his thoughts.

"I'll check it out."

The great elder ducked onto the ring and said coldly to the old man of the sea tribe: "I don't know what you are doing, but if you deliberately sabotage this contest to recruit a bride, I will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

The old man grinned and said, "Elder, please take a look first. I'm really still a young kid. Even though I look mature, I'm still young!"

"snort!"

"What a waste of time!"

The great elder grasped the old man's hands and thought about it for a moment. His eyes widened involuntarily. In his perception, the bone age of the old man in front of him was actually only more than 20 years old. How could this be possible? This old man repaired

Since he was only in the semi-saint realm at best, how could he possibly hide it from him?

It seems that I have never heard of any magic weapon that can hide bone age?

For a moment, he was a little frozen on the spot and didn't know what to do. On the stage, the island owner saw something unusual and floated down to the old man. He pushed the great elder away without saying a word and grabbed the old man's wrist. His face couldn't help but be the same.

It became more exciting.

Damn it.

The old skull in front of me is twenty years old, there is absolutely no way he can be fake!

Is it to seize the body? Or to exchange the flesh and blood?
To be continued...