Invincible Chapter 841: Testing bone age
The short-knife youth saw the Wangu Clan disciple who came to maintain order, struggling to stand up, looking at Huang Xiaolong with a look of anger and resentment, and said to the Wangu Clan disciple: "Brother Jinsong, this person is fighting for strength and seizing me Position, also shot me badly, and asked the Jinsong brothers to cancel this person's registration qualification! "One finger Huang Xiaolong.
When the enrolled disciples heard the news, they all shook their heads, scolding the short-knife young man for shameless shame and shamelessly, apparently he wanted to occupy the position of Huang Xiaolong, but now he scorned Huang Xiaolong instead.
The Wangu Clan disciple was unmoved. He looked at the short-knife youth with a scornful look. He received ten top-level **** stones of his divine product, but he wanted to put ten top-level **** stones of his divine product. Is he a gunman?
After all, the two are just meeting two sides and have no friendship.
So, the Wangu Clan disciple was sullen and yelled at the short-knife youth: "Who is **** with you is a brother, you are a waste, even a **** boy in the first stage of the god-level can't clean up, and there is still a face in This is a strong word. "
The short-knife youth and the enrolled disciples all around him.
The short-sworded youth's complexion turned red and creaked.
"Not yet hurry, stay here again to disrupt the order, I will disqualify you from registration!" Wangu Clan disciple yelled again.
The short-knife youth left in a panic.
Published by Wangu Clan disciple in public, this made him even more ashamed and resentful. Of course, he did not dare to resent the Wangu Clan disciple, so he transferred all his resentment to on Huang Xiaolong.
When he left, he looked at Huang Xiaolong at hatefully.
Wangu Clan disciples ignored Huang Xiaolong and returned to their original positions.
The enrolled disciples did not expect this result, and they buzzed about Huang Xiaolong. After all, a **** of the tenth stage of the late peak great perfection easily defeated a **** of the first stage of the late stage, even in countless Super Big Sect. Both are extremely rare.
You can defeat the god-level strong person by the realm of the **** realm, this kind of person is the evil among the evils.
A team in the distance. The two young women standing in line to register, Meimu also stared at Huang Xiaolong. Talk in the voice.
"Sister, wouldn't that person have cultivated any secrets, deliberately lowered the realm?" The girl in a goose-yellow dress was a little difficult to tell.
The older young woman in the green dress shook her head: "No, the black hair young man is indeed the great perfection of the tenth-order peak of Shenzhou."
The girl in a goose-yellow costume has a wide-eyed stare: "The peak great perfection of the tenth-order late stage of God Realm can easily defeat the first-stage late-stage god? Isn't his talent better than our Big Senior Brother?"
You know, their Big Senior Brother is hailed as the first day of their martial arts for millions of years. His talent is even comparable to the patriarchs.
The young woman in the green dress said: "Countless galaxies, geniuses who are more evil than our Big Senior Brother, definitely there are Wangu Yanhui of Wangu Clan, Zhou Yao of the Zhou family, Muqi of the Mu family, Fang Chu of the Good Fortune Sect, Luo Shaochen of the Ancient Witch Sect , True Yang Cult's Lu Dongwei, Pengcheng Chamber of Commerce's Peng Xuejiao. Each of them has a higher talent than our Big Senior Brother. "
The girl in a goose-yellow dress has a muttered mouth: "Sister, the Wangu Yanhui talent of Wangu Clan is higher than our Big Senior Brother. But Zhou Yao of the Zhou family may not be the same."
The young woman in the green skirt shook her head and did not continue to discuss this issue. She looked at Huang Xiaolong and said, "Although this person has very high talents, but the realm is too low, only then is the great perfection peak of the tenth stage of the God Realm, and then strong. , It is impossible to win the top 1,000. "
And in a pavilion far away from the square, the two Wangu Clan elders just saw the scene of Huang Xiaolong punching the short-knife youth.
"This dark-haired boy. It's a good thing, the talent is just as good as our Wangu Clan Core Disciple." Elder Wangu Clan Elder Wan Shuo touched a few beards on his chin. Staring at Huang Xiaolong with interest.
Wangu Clan, disciples are billions. After layer by layer screening, only thirty or forty people can become Core Disciple, and everyone is monstrous talent.
He evaluates Huang Xiaolong in this way.
The Wangu Changqing on the side laughed: "It is good, but it may not be comparable to the Core Disciple of our Wangu Clan. He should be no less than a thousand years in cultivation."
Wan Gushuo shook his head: "I think this cultivation should only be about 500 years old."
Wangu Changqing said aloud, "So, how about we make a bet?"
"How do I gamble?" Wan Gushuo asked sideways.
"We will bet 10 billion. If we wait for the test and the bone age does not exceed 500 years, then I lose. If it exceeds 500 years, then I win." Wangu Changqing laughed.
Wan Gushuo hesitated for a moment. To be honest, he just said that Huang Xiaolong practice is only about 500 years old, and he just guessed. He was not sure. Ten billion yuan is not a small number.
Wangu Changqing laughed and said, "What? Dare?"
Wangu Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, bet!"
So, the two started a small bet with Huang Xiaolong. Huang Xiaolong didn't know about it.
Huang Xiaolong frightened the short-knife youth with a punch, and it played a great deterrent effect, and no one dared to step forward to find its troubles.
A few hours passed quickly, and the disciples in the front had all signed up, and finally it was Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong walked slowly to the Wangu Clan disciple who presided over the test and registration. The Wangu Clan disciple asked which Xinghe is Huang Xiaolong and what was its name, and Huang Xiaolong answered them one by one.
"Now, you go to Test Mirror and test the bone age." The Wangu Clan disciple pointed a mirror next to him. The mirror is more than two meters high and one meter wide. Standing in front of it can test a person's bone age.
According to the entry rules, as long as the bone age is less than 2,000 years, and those who have reached the 9th level of the Divine Realm can register.
Huang Xiaolong walked in front of the mirror and stood still, and suddenly, the mirror emitted a light, completely covering the Huang Xiaolong, and a warm current slowly flowed between the Huang Xiaolong bones.
In the distant pavilion, both Vango Shuo and Wangu Changqing both stared at Huang Xiaolong, waiting for the test results, especially Vango Shuo, with both hands clenched.
Wangu Changqing saw Wan Gusuo's nervous expression and couldn't help laughing: "That 10 billion, you gave me away in vain, I'm sure this black-haired kid has a bone age of more than 500 years."
Wangu Shuo also felt a little bit regretful at this time, thinking that the bone age of Huang Xiaolong should not be less than 500 years. After all, their Wangu Clan and some Core Disciple are cultivating for 500 years, and they rarely have the power to defeat the god-level first-stage late strong. .
At that moment, the mirror's light flickered for a while, then, the light stopped slowly, showing a line of words: "bone age: two hundred and fifty-eight." (to be continued)
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