Xuanhuan: My practice is infinitely upgraded

I saw two teenagers coming with me.

One of the teenagers was handsome and followed the other one step by step, with a tense and excited expression.

Everyone recognized at a glance that it was the young man who volunteered to invite Jiang Heng over.

In other words, the handsome young man walking in front is Jiang Heng?

Long Jie also opened his eyes, his fierce eyes fell on Jiang Heng, and the rest of the people also looked at Jiang Heng carefully.

I saw that under the eyes of many Tianjiao experts, Jiang Heng looked as usual, and he still walked forward at a leisurely pace.

It's just that this calm and composed posture is at least not an ordinary person.

Long Jie smiled.

"You are Jiang Heng?"

"I heard that your strength can defeat a hundred of me, come on! Let me see and see!"

The corners of Long Jie's mouth rose, and he grinned ferociously, laughing a little crazily.

Jiang Heng continued to walk forward slowly.

The people surrounding the martial arts field made way for him one after another.

"Since you want to see, let you see and see."

"are you ready?"

Jiang Heng was still walking in the middle of the path that everyone gave up, and asked calmly.

Long Jie smiled, and then laughed even crazier: "Okay! Come on..."

But he didn't finish his sentence.

The next moment, a figure quietly appeared in front of him, with his index finger slightly bent, and then lightly flicked on his forehead.

But all of this, no one present saw clearly.

In everyone's sight, Jiang Heng's figure suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Long Jie almost at the same time.

What followed was that Long Jie's body flew out like a cannonball, and directly hit the other disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land accompanying him.

"boom!"

Just for a moment.

The people in Taixuan Sacred Land, who were still full of arrogance just now, all lay on the ground, screaming crazily.

Has the battle ended before it even started?

Hundreds of disciples on the field were stunned.

Including Wu Feihang, the holy son of Tianyuan Holy Land, was also shocked and his mind went blank.

He had long believed that Jiang Heng could defeat the opponent, but he never expected that the victory would be so crisp, so simple and casual.

It's easier than crushing an ant on the ground.

If it wasn't for the fierce battle with the opponent just now, he even had the illusion that 'Long Jie is very weak'.

But in fact, Long Jie, as the Holy Son of the Taixuan Holy Land, was absolutely the best among tens of billions of people, and even defeated himself, who was also the Holy Son.

However, such a terrifying celestial arrogance, an invincible strong man of the same level, was as weak as an ant in front of Jiang Heng.

Wu Feihang swallowed secretly, all the hostility towards Jiang Heng in his heart disappeared instantly.

Such an existence is no longer qualified to contend with.

Finally, someone came back to his senses and murmured softly:
"too strong!"

This slight voice seemed extremely clear and loud at this moment, and it woke everyone up instantly.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of fierce noise in the originally quiet martial arts arena.

Everyone was talking red-faced.

Although the scene just happened in an instant, it set off a huge wave in everyone's heart.

All the previous doubts, all the grievances, are all released at this moment like a flood!

The only thing left in my heart is the infinite admiration for Jiang Heng!
This 17-year-old boy is really stronger than anyone imagined.

That kind of body movement that seemed to move instantly, and the terrifying explosive power of several Vientiane Realm disciples, including the Holy Son of Taixuan Sacred Land, were completely beyond the limit of the Vientiane Realm's proper strength!
"How? Have you seen it?"

Jiang Heng slowly withdrew his fingers and asked calmly.

Hearing his words, the fanatical crowd gradually quieted down, looked at Jiang Heng, and at the disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land who couldn't get up for a while, with mocking faces.

Someone wanted to laugh at the other party, but because Jiang Heng had just spoken, he didn't dare to disturb him, so he continued to watch quietly.

At this time, the other disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land had gradually recovered from their numbness. They hurriedly looked at Long Jie's injuries, but found that he had just fallen into a coma, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Several people looked at each other with a look of horror remaining in their eyes.

Jiang Heng turned around and walked out of the martial arts arena.

"Since you have no idea of ​​continuing to challenge, then I will go first."

The path that the onlookers gave way to was not closed at all, but now it is even further away.

It's not fear, let alone alienation, but out of admiration for the strong, as if Jiang Heng has already surpassed everyone, standing on another higher position.

People subconsciously only dare to watch from a distance, not to be disturbed.

As Jiang Heng walked away step by step, the scene became bustling again, and the disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land also woke up the unconscious Long Jie.

"What happened?"

The first time Long Jie opened his eyes, they were full of confusion, and then asked subconsciously.

"Senior Brother Long, you were defeated just now."

One of them said while watching his expression carefully.

Long Jie remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, when he was talking, suddenly his vision went dark, and he woke up to the current scene.

"In other words, I was instantly killed by that boy named Jiang Heng?"

Long Jie muttered to himself.

Another gloating voice came from the side: "Long Jie, how are you doing? Have you seen the power of my Tianyuan Holy Land?"

Long Jie turned his head and saw Wu Feihang, who was covered in blood, and his expression turned ugly.

However, he turned and glanced at the other party with disdain: "No matter what, I'm better than you!"

"Besides, aren't you also Jiang Heng's defeated opponent? What right does Second Brother laugh at Eldest Brother?"

Wu Feihang's face darkened, and after angrily snorting, he walked away.

Behind him, Long Jie's expression became solemn.

"With this person in Tianyuan Holy Land, the championship of the selection competition is almost a foregone conclusion. I am afraid that other people can only compete for the remaining places."

"Moreover, if Jiang Heng kills all of them, then the other eight holy places will have no way out."

"Should we unite with the Eight Great Sacred Grounds in advance to get rid of Jiang Heng, the monster first, and then we will compete for the spot?"

His purpose of coming to Tianyuan Holy Land was not simply to show off his power, but more to find out the details of his opponent.

It is of course better if the opponent is defeated by himself.

If the opponent is stronger than oneself, then it is better to arrange a strategy in advance and join forces with other holy places.

This kind of pre-match test can be said to be the practice of previous years.

But when Long Jie thought of this, he immediately remembered the powerlessness of being killed by Jiang Heng just now.

That terrible gap probably cannot be smoothed out by quantity.

Long Jie let out a long sigh, and with the support of all his juniors, he left gradually.

In the distance, the two elders looked at No. [-] Martial Arts Field, watching Jiang Heng's back as he left slowly.

"This Jiang Heng's movement skills..."

"It's far above us!"

The two elders looked at each other, their eyes were shocked, and then smiled.

"With Jiang Heng's presence, there will be no suspense in this Tai Sui Mansion disciple selection competition."

"This time, it's finally my Tianyuan Holy Land's turn to be proud!"