Three years, more than a thousand days and nights.

He finally has the great perfection of the dirt, his body is the same as the inside and outside, his qi and blood are like a dragon, and his spiritual will is only one step away, so he can gather his mind and break through the divine sense.

However, Wu Qingshan was even more terrifying.

"It's not that I don't work hard, it's that the other party is too perverted."

Murong above comforts himself.

Soon, it was his turn to play.

Murong above jumped into the ring with a cold face and looked at his opponent.

The other party is a new disciple of the Third Martial Arts. He has a simple face and is quite tall, two meters and five or six meters.

The muscle lumps are all over the body, which makes people even more impactful.

"I am ashamed of being in front of so many people. Boy, you are unlucky. I can only use you to face me, Murong Yishan, is not an arrogant person!!!"

Murong Yishan sneered in his heart.

Boy, if you want to blame, just blame Wu Qingshan!

He pointed at the tall young man opposite, and his expression returned to his previous arrogant: "Tanjing Mingni is your nightmare today!"

Hearing Murong Yishan's words, the tall and muscular young man smiled honestly: "The third martial arts, Niu Dali!"

Outside the ring, he had kind eyes, kept smiling and his expression froze.
Chapter completed!