Soul Emperor Martial God

Whoosh, a figure disappeared out of thin air on the competition stage.

When he appeared again, Xiao Yi, who was beating Xiao Ruokang wildly, had been restrained.

The figure is the referee, the strongest acquired deacon in the family, the nine-tiered martial artist in the acquired realm, and his status is second only to the family elder.

Xiao Yi's eyes condensed, and he felt a sense of powerlessness in his tightly grasped hands.

"Is this the strength of the Houtian realm martial artist, it is really powerful." Xiao Yi was secretly surprised.

Xiao Yi's realm is only the ninth level of the mortal realm. Even with Thang Long's improved strength, it can barely reach the second or third level of the acquired combat power. Naturally, the referee cannot resist.

Thang Long is a move that temporarily greatly improves cultivation.

However, with the slight qi in his body now, he couldn't fully exert his power.

In time, when he can fully control Thang Long, his combat power will inevitably reach a terrifying level.

Xiao Yi was surprised. As everyone knows, a look of surprise flashed across the referee's face.

"Good boy, such a strong hand strength, the mere mortal realm Nine Layers has such power. Could it be that these years, the trash in front of this person has been just hiding his powers and waiting for the sky to fly?" The referee was secretly surprised, but Feeling puzzled again.

Suddenly, the referee suddenly felt in his heart, and said secretly, "Yes, how amazing the Patriarch was back then, how could his son be a stubborn pustule. Perhaps Xiao Yi has always been a genius, but the family has cared about him over the years. Too little."

After thinking about it, the referee whispered, "Xiao Yi, the contest is over."

Xiao Yi nodded and stepped aside.

At this time, a big pit had appeared on the ground, and there was a miserable Xiao Ruokang in the pit, and his whole body was wounded.

The mouth and face that were originally mad, now his nose and face are swollen, like a pig's head.

Originally full of arrogant words, at this time he could only endure the pain and gritted his teeth.

At this time, the fifth elders could not wait to come to the competition stage and help him up.

The three elders stood up on the elders' seat and said proudly, "Xiao Yi has defeated Xiao Ruokang and Xiao Ruokang, and they all won, but there are still people who question his inability to be the Young Patriarch?"

"No." The people's voices were unusually neat.

"Xiao Yi's talent, I have never heard of it, I have never seen it. He is only 16 years old, but he has lost the two great geniuses of the family in a row. Such talent is no less inferior to the Patriarch of the year."

"Yes, only 16 years old, but defeated the Houtian realm martial artist, such a genius, my Xiao family has not appeared for many years."

The praises of the tribesmen are endless. Their eyes towards Xiao Yi have completely changed, as if they can already see the future Xiao family, and under the leadership of this genius boy in front of them, they will definitely become more prosperous.

In Yanlong Continent, Wu is respected, and everything is based on fist and strength.

The strong are the objects that people in this world worship and convince.

The strong can get enough rights and dignity.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

He has fully experienced the cruelty of this world these days when he came to this world.

Without the strength, even if he has the title of Young Patriarch, it is just like the mud in the ground, anyone can step on it and bully.

In order to fight for fame and gain, the same clan does not hesitate to frame up and even hire killers, intending to put themselves to death.

Even if people of other ethnic groups know that many things are unfair to themselves, they will not say a good word for themselves and stand by.

However, at the same time of cruelty, there is a way to change everything and turn things around, that is, cultivation and strength.

With the strength and talent, everyone's opinions have changed, and the praises are endless.

The five elders made many designs, and even the eldest son Xiao Ruokang returned to the Xiao family from the Xuanhuomen, with the intention of defeating Xiao Yi.

As a result, it was only Xiao Ruohan, the young first person in the Xiao family, and Xiao Ruokang, a genius who had long been known as Ziyun City, both became Xiao Yi's blockbuster stepping stones.

"If there is no other person to challenge, I will go down." Xiao Yi said lightly and looked at the referee.

The referee rolled his eyes and secretly said, "Even Xiao Ruokang, who was born after the day after tomorrow, was beaten like a pig by you, who will come up to challenge you."

However, he still said in a pleasant tone, "Okay, let's go down."

"Hold on."

Suddenly, an angry voice sounded.

"Wound my son madly, do you want to leave with a big swing?"

It was the fifth elder who spoke.

His voice was full of anger and hatred.

However, Xiao Yi keenly grasped from his eyes, his eyes were hidden by the prey and pride, he seemed to be prepared, even confident.

"What trick does this sinister guy want to play?" Xiao Yi frowned secretly.

The three elders immediately said in a deep voice, "The five elders, fighting on the stage, have no eyes, and this is Xiao Ruokang's own challenge, who is to blame? With Yi'er's strength to defeat him, he only wounded him without taking him. Life is an act of righteousness."

"Huh." The fifth elder snorted angrily. "The third elder, according to your words, Xiao Yi wounded my son, why should I thank him?"

"You want to thank me and don't stop you." The Third Elder said with a smile.

The joy in the third elder's heart, in the past, the fifth elders used Xiao Yi's'junk' thing to attack him, and used this place to target him, and in order to protect Xiao Yi, he was not less angry with the fifth elder.

Now, Xiao Yi's losing streak of Xiao Ruohan and Xiao Ruokang is recognized by everyone in the family, and he can be proud of it.

"Bastard." The fifth elder shouted angrily, "The third elder, the old man is not interested in arguing with you. Now, the big elder, the second elder, and other elders are here, and the old man has the courage to ask for an explanation for my son."

The second elder asked in a deep voice, "What do you want from the fifth elder?"

The fifth elder said, "Dare to ask the second elder, according to the family rules, if the Xiao family's children hurt the family pharmacist, should they be dealt with?"

The second elder frowned and said bluntly, "The family pharmacist, day and night alchemy, works hard and deserves special courtesy from the family. In the family, except for the elders and deacons, ordinary children should not offend. Ten, he will be expelled from the Xiao family."

Apothecary, itself is the most noble profession in the world, surpassing warriors of the same level.

For example, a first-grade pharmacist is much more noble than a mortal realm warrior.

As for the Xiao family's pharmacists, there are only a few who are still making alchemy for the family day and night. They work hard, and their rights and benefits in the Xiao family are naturally very high.

As soon as the second elder had finished speaking, the third elder burst into his heart and asked incredulously, "Fifth elder, what do you mean, is it..."

Even the Grand Elder, who hadn't spoken and watched the martial arts competition pretendingly, opened his eyes slightly at this moment.

"Not bad." The words of the Five Elders carried incredible pride.

Xiao Ruokang, who was supported by him, said even more proudly, "Yes, I am a first-grade pharmacist. Although I am a disciple of Xuanhuomen, this does not prevent me from returning to the family to live in the family. Refining pills."

While talking, Xiao Ruokang glanced at Xiao Yi with contempt and hatred, and secretly said, "Little waste, what if you beat me? My identity as a pharmacist is enough to make you unable to climb high, and you can also play with you. "

Among the tribesmen under the martial arts stage, an uproar was immediately caused.

"What? Xiao Ruokang is still a first-grade pharmacist?"

"My God, even though he is only a Grade One, he is only in his early twenties. Judging by his talent, it is not impossible to become a Grade Three Alchemist in the future, right?"

"Tsk tusk, the future third-grade pharmacist, this is nothing in a million."

"Houtian realm martial artist, first-grade pharmacist, Xiao Ruokang is truly one of the best geniuses in Ziyun City."

To become a pharmacist, there are many requirements, talent and qualification are the most important. It can be said that out of a thousand martial artists, there is not necessarily a pharmacist, and the odds are even lower.

No wonder the tribesmen are so surprised.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ruokang was still a first-grade pharmacist.

Even the great elder who had been silent was slightly surprised, "But in his early twenties, he has become a first-grade pharmacist, and his aptitude is stronger than Bailian."

The third elder suddenly panicked, and secretly said, "The rod is responsible for eighty, no, the insidious group of the fifth elders will inevitably be beaten to death. What should be done, Yi'er will definitely not be able to bear it."

However, among the clan people’s astonishment, the fifth elder and Xiao Ruokang’s sneer, the third elder’s anxious and worried eyes...

Xiao Yi faintly said, "Oh, if it's okay, I will go down first."

"It's okay? You want to be beautiful." The fifth elder sneered. "Come here, tie up Xiao Yi, and the old man will teach him how to respect the alchemist in the family."

"No." The third elders had nothing to care about. After a pause, they came to Xiao Yi in an instant, protecting Xiao Yi behind him.

"I want to see, who dares to move Yi'er?" The third elder looked coldly and went out.

Xiao Yi was moved secretly in his eyes.

The fifth elder sneered in his heart, and secretly said, "The third elder, I know you can't help but protect Xiao Yi, huh, I don't know fairness, and protect Xiao Yi, I see how you are the acting family."

"The great elder, the second elder, and the third elder are so arrogant and domineering, please be fair to my son," the fifth elder said loudly.

"Excuse me, interrupt."

Xiao Yi suddenly stood up from behind the Third Elder.

"Niezha, what else do you have to say?" the Fifth Elder asked.

"It's nothing." Xiao Yi shrugged and said, "The family shouldn't have said that if a pharmacist injures another pharmacist, how should he punish it?"

"Huh, no, so what?" said the five elders, "you still have the heart to think about this? If you know it, stand up and accept punishment."

"Nothing." Xiao Yi glanced at the Fifth Elder with disdain, then grabbed the Third Elder and prepared to walk down the stage.

"Don't leave, what do you mean?" The Fifth Elder shouted angrily.

"It doesn't mean anything, I just want to tell you that I am also a first-grade pharmacist." Xiao Yi grinned and said lightly.

Although the voice was weak, it was like a blockbuster that easily spread to everyone's ears.

"What? You are also a first-grade alchemist?" The people of the tribe couldn't believe their ears.

The Great Elder immediately opened his eyes and stared at Xiao Yi closely, hoping that he had not heard it wrong.