"I don't believe you broke through the imperial high-level realm."

A middle-aged man stood out. This person was named Gulian. He was an emperor-level intermediate realm. It was a step away from breaking through the emperor-level advanced realm.

Gulian is a member of the Gulong camp.

Faced with the question of ancient connectivity, Gu Shaoying smiled slightly and said:

"Uncle Connect, do you want to try?"

"Okay, if you can beat me, I serve you, and I will support you as our future successor to the Windhawks."

"it is good!"

Gu Shaoying immediately stood up, ready to accept the challenge of Gulian.

Gu Cheng was a little worried, looking at his son and shouting:

"Shaoying, don't be stubborn. Connect your uncle just one step away from breaking through the imperial high-level realm."

Gu Cheng reminded his son not to underestimate the enemy.

Gu Cheng also hopes that his son really broke through the high-level realm of emperor. Then, this challenge will be announced to all the people. The once talented boy of the Wind Eagle Tribe is now back, and no one dare to question the ancient Shaoying's patriarchal inheritance.

Gu Luan said:

"Shawhawk, how do we get Wenby?"

"How is Wenby?"

"You and I high-five three times. It's clear who wins and who loses. You don't have to fight hard."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Tong for your success."

The two stood in the middle of Yanwu Stadium.

Gurung held his son's body, squatted not far away, and looked at the two resentfully. He hoped that Gu Shaoying had not broken through the imperial high-level realm. In this way, Gulian could defeat Gu Shaoying.

The son cannot die in vain!

He asked the ancient Shaoying father and son to pay the price.

The ancient sense of connection was trembling, the space around him was trembling violently, murderous spirits emerged, his right hand turned into a palm, and he shouted "Hi!"

The figure flickered, and he slaps it on Gu Shaoying.

A powerful murderous gas erupted instantly, like a torrent, rushing towards the ancient Shaoying in a way visible to the naked eye.

Anyone can see that Gulian didn't show any mercy, he used his best efforts.

Gu Shaoying stood still, turned his right hand, and patted it with one palm.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the air flow scattered.

A strong impact can be felt from the outside view of tens of meters.

Gu connected with a shock, flew backward for more than ten meters, qi and blood surged, chest tightness and shortness of breath.

At the same time, Gu Shaoying just shook his body and stepped back.

Gu together with his inner shock, it seems that Gu Shaoying is indeed an emperor-level senior realm.

Gu with a fist and a roar,

"Come again!"

"boom!"

A huge leopard claw broke out,

A violent murderous force rose into the sky, and this time the murderous force was stronger than the previous one.

Gu Cheng shouted in shock:

"Shaoying, be careful, Gutong's Panther Boxing!"

This is the soul technique of ancient communication.

Originally, it was just Wenbi, who did not use the soul skills to compete for three palms, but at the last moment, Guliantong was still not convinced and used the soul skills.

Gu Shaoying grunted a cry, roared, the figure flashed, and a punch blasted out.

"boom!"

The two killing phases collided, and the huge leopard claws broke instantly.

With a sound of “Oh”, Gu Xiang flew backward,

With a bang, Gu Lian's body fell to the ground tens of meters away, hit a rocky mountain, and fell to the ground with a scream of pain.

One of his arms had been smashed by Gu Shaoying's punch, and at this moment was covered with blood, lingering.

Since you are not convinced, I will fight you so far!

Gu Shaoying stood on the training ground and shouted:

"An ancient connection, and a palm, come on!"

Where did Gu Lian dare to come up to the competition, and screamed in pain:

"I do, I do!"

The contest between the two was in everyone's eyes, and they knew very well that Gu Shaoying had really broken through the imperial high-level realm.

There was a silence in the audience. After a while, someone applauded and applauded.

Then, there were more than 300 people in the courtyard, most of them applauded. After all, for the Windhawk tribe, a genius strong appeared, that is the blessing of the entire tribe, the blessing of the ancient city of Naland, and the ancient people. Blessed.

Gurung knew that today he was defeated, his son was dead, and he could not regain the position of the patriarch.

The people around him were Gu Shaoying and Gu Cheng.

"Concubine, congratulations!"

"I knew Shaoying would sooner or later recover his talent."

"This is all right, we windhawks have hope."

...

Yang Xiao stood in the crowd and saw the growth of Gu Shaoying, and he also had an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart. This feeling was even better than defeating his opponent on the court.

For Yang Xiao now, he is completely another person.

Gu Cheng was very happy and asked:

"Shaoying, where have you been these three months?"

"Father, let me introduce you to my master."

"Your master?"

Gu Cheng was aggressive. Did n’t I teach you from a young age? When did you have a master?

Gu Shaoying separated the crowd, walked in front of Yang Xiao, and fell on his knees.

"The master is on the top, please worship the disciples for three years, thank the master for his re-creation, and my ancient Shaoying remembers my life."

The crowd was stunned, and then they noticed Yang Xiao in the crowd. Everyone saw Gu Shaoying kneeling in front of Yang Xiao and saying “Master”, one after another wondering. Is this the secret of Gu Shaoying's transformation in three months?

This man is only in his twenties, so young, what can he accomplish?

Yang Xiao nodded and said:

"Shaoying, this is the result of your own efforts. Of course, your talent has surpassed everyone else, but you have been sick and damaged, and I just help you repair it."

Gu Shaoying stood up and said to his dad standing aside:

"Father, this is my teacher."

Gu Cheng stunned and immediately fisted:

"Thank you very much for helping me restore my son's practice in genetic evolution."

"Father, my master's surname is Yang. He is the king of the Mid-Continent Empire and the new elder of the temple."

"What? The King of Mid-Continent Empire? The temple ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Gu Cheng said the word" sacred temple "and suddenly hesitated. For a moment, he finally reacted, thumped and knelt on the ground.

"The ancient patriarch of the Wind Eagle tribe, Gucheng, meet the temple elders!"

Gu Cheng knelt down, and everyone in the yard knelt down, everyone shouting in unison:

"Meet the temple elders!"

For inaccessible small groups such as the Wind Eagle Tribe, the visit of the temple elders to the ancient city of Naland was hundreds of years ago.

Today, the elders of the temple have become the masters of the ancient Shaoying, which is a great event for the Wind Eagle tribe.

What's more, Yang Xiao is also the king of the Zhongzhou Empire, which is a big empire with a population of 50 million, a powerful empire comparable to the top ten ethnic groups.

Everyone has only one feeling,

Thick thighs, hurry up!