The Strongest Sect of All Times

“Sect Master and Senior Sister Senior Brother are back!”

With a loud shout, the calm iron-bone pie suddenly became boiling.

When many disciples learned from Su Xiaomo’s mouth, the youngest junior brother Xiao Zuiji not only won the championship, but several Senior Brothers also won the top three, and they cheered with excitement.

As a member of Sect, I naturally value this honor!

“Hey.”

Liu Wanshi leaned in front of the dining room and muttered, “It was so easy to get them conditioned for weight and weight, and they lost a lot in just a few days.”

“Sect Master, what about this person?” Xiao Zuiji said, carrying the unconscious Ye Xingchen.

Jun Changxiao thought about it a little bit: “Place it in the Medicine Pavilion first.”

Xiao Zuiji was ordered to walk into the Medicine Pavilion and leave Ye Xingchen on the ward. He was about to leave, and he heard the man almost dreamily say, “I want to go against the sky …”

unbelievable?

God owes you money?

Xiao Zuiji thought he was talking in a dream, ignored it, and turned away.

……

On the martial arts stage.

Many discipple big eyes staring at small eyes, looking at a black white sphere, wondered: “Senior Brother, what is this?”

Su Xiaomo said with a smile: “This is called Happy Football. It was brought out by the Sect Master. It is said that kicking every day can not only cultivate sentiment, but also improve foot strength.”

A disciple leaned over and looked at the small words written on the football, saying: “In XNUMX, the World Cup finals, the Huaxia men’s football team defeated the Brazilian men’s football team.”

“Senior Brother, what do you mean?”

“I do not know either.”

Su Xiaomo waved, “Everyone goes away, I’ll give you a kick.”

“it is good!”

The people hurriedly retreated.

Su Xiaomo took a few steps back, run-up, and shot hard, but when he heard the sound of “咻”, the ball exploded and fiercely hit the exterior wall, showing a cracked and sunken shape.

His foot is comparable to the strong Vajra foot in Shaolin football!

“pa 啪.”

Su Xiaomo clapped her hands and said, “How?”

“Amazing!”

“Senior Brother, you just kicked it, at least you can do it!”

The various disciples marveled.

It is indeed a football of 8018 that withstood such a high strength, it was just bounced back, without breaking or deforming.

……

Jun Changxiao spends 10 points to buy a happy football, so that when the discipline is okay, the goal is to train tacit understanding.

The next day.

The martial arts stage was slightly transformed into a simple football field. After telling the discipline rules, they were divided into two teams and began to compete.

“My face hurts …” Ye Xingchen, lying in the Medicine Pavilion, woke up, touched her face subconsciously, her eyes suddenly became cold and severe.

He faintly remembered that he seemed to be hit by a flying hidden weapon, and was unconscious.

hateful!

Me, Ye Xingchen.

The Martial Sovereign generation that once dominated the continental will be overshadowed by the hidden weapon!

Taking a short break, he got up hard, then looked at his environment, and murmured, “Is it saved by others?”

“do not care.”

“Leave this place first, find a Sanctuary and Blessed Land with ample spiritual power, start training, and strive to enter the Martial Sovereign at an early date.”

Ye Xingchen opened the door with a creak, but before he got out, he heard a slap, the whole face was hit by a football, and then fell straight to the ground.

“Li Fei!”

Roared Su Xiaomo on the martial arts stage: “How do you pass the ball!”

A disciple named Li Fei scratched his head and said, “Senior Brother, the first time I kicked, I haven’t found the right shot.”

“Go and pick up the ball!”

“Good!”

Li Fei hurriedly retrieved the ball.

The hardcore disciple kicked off again, although it seemed that even the amateur team could not be counted, but it took several pulses, and the kick out was still very strong!

“But … disgusting …” Ye Xingchen stood up, covering her face, indignantly: “Another secret of the emperor!”

“bang!”

The football once again flew into the Medicine Pavilion from a tricky angle, and banged directly on his head, and the man fell straight again.

Su Xiaomo madly said, “Li Fei, what are you doing!”

Li Fei scratched his head awkwardly, then picked up the ball and continued kicking.

“Pa.” Ye Xingchen put one hand on the hospital bed, slowly stood up, his eyes flickered with a murderous intention, and said, “The enemy of today, this emperor took note!”

With that said, I hurried to the door and closed the door, afraid that the round hidden weapon would fly in again.

“Who are these people?”

“Why plot the emperor?”

Ye Xingchen was posted on the front wall of the door, with a side window looking towards martial arts stage.

“Hey!”

Just then, the door was suddenly opened.

Jun Changxiao stepped in and saw that there was no one on the bed, wondering: “What about the kid?”

“Pu thong.” Ye Xingchen, who was squeezed behind the door, straightened and fell to the side, with white foam in his mouth.

Jun Changxiao turned around and said, “How did he hide behind the door?”

……

After half an hour.

Ye Xingchen’s body pain gradually dissipated, his eyes were cold and severe saying: “Who are you?”

“what?”

Jun Changxiao was surprised.

This guy looks younger than himself, but his eyes reveal a sense of vicissitudes, like eating a lot of roads, walking a lot of meters.

Not simple, not simple.

Jun Changxiao said: “My name is Jun Changxiao, Iron Skeleton Sect Sect Master.”

Iron Skeleton Sect?

Ye Xingchen indifferently said: “It’s not such a great Sect name, it’s not a Great Sect.”

Aiya, I go.

I think the name of Sect is awful, and it’s not Great Sect, this guy is a little bit dangling.

Jun Changxiao said, “Who are you?”

Ye Xingchen raised her eyebrows and proudly said, “You just need to remember that I am you who cannot afford to offend.”

It’s not a little hanging, it’s very hanging!

“shua!”

Ye Xingchen got up and walked outside, indifferently said: “I will not provoke me in the future, otherwise, I will …” Murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

“Bang!” The football shot from the outside and hit him on the face without any mistakes. It may have happened more times, and this time passed out again.

……

When Ye Xingchen woke up again, he found himself bound to a chair by a big flower tie.

“Sect Master, he’s awake!” Su Xiaomo said.

Jun Changxiao walked in from the outside, said with a smile: “Boy, no matter how great you are, this is my Iron Skeleton Sect from today.”

His instinct told him that this guy of Divine Rhinoceros must have a story, and his identity must not be simple.

Sect had just 399 places left, so he recruited him first.

As for the small number of places, Liu Wanshi took them up and left the program to fill out and stamp.

Ye Xingchen’s eyes were gloomy.

As one of the top ten Martial Sovereign, he was just reborn, conspired one after another, and finally tied up. It was tolerable, unbearable!

“Boy!” He said coldy: “I won’t join because you Sect is not qualified to accommodate me.”

Jun Changxiao said: “You are Martial Sovereign and you can’t hold you?”

Ye Xingchen’s eyes grew more gloomy and looked scary.

At this time, according to the plot of the powerhouse rebirth protagonist, he was despised by the villain Sect Master, and properly installed the face-fighting mode.

The reality is that Jun Changxiao leaned over and said, “Give you three counts of time, otherwise don’t be polite.”

“Are you threatening me?” Ye Xingchen said.

Jun Changxiao pulled back and waved, “This seat not only threatens you, but dares to hit you.”

“shua!”

Su Xiaomo punched his fist, hit him on the face, and exclaimed: “Sect Master sees you as your blessing, pulling a stinking face, pretending to be a master of excellence!”

Ye Xingchen was furious.

“Dare to stare at me!” Su Xiaomo raised his fist again and began to be violently destroyed. After a while, he swelled his nagging nose and face.

Ye Xingchen, Yedi.

The existence of a cannot afford to offend is here, it makes people boo!

However, in the end, it was compromised, because being moved to the martial arts stage, dozens of disciples stood far away, and happy football was under their feet. If they did not agree, they would kick and kick one by one until they agreed …

?? ps, thank you for 159 ****** 33, “Yu”, “St.” reward, passers-by reward, and continue to ask for recommendation tickets.

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(End of this chapter)