The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Makoto Tsukahara looked at the ring and saw that the colored head was a half-spiritual treasure that looked like a sacred seal, and said: "Not bad, after refining it, it is a real-life spiritual treasure." Nodded lightly, and stepped forward. Ring.

"Oh, it's Makoto Tsukahara of Shintomon!"

Someone immediately couldn't help but exclaimed, which was like a tornado that swept the entire square, causing a huge commotion, and the girl's screams immediately rang like waves.

"He's here, he's here, it's Makoto Tsukahara, why am I not the first to find out!"

Even many young people from first- and second-tier families are quite excited, like fans seeing their idols.

"It is said that Makoto Tsukahara has already cultivated the gods to the eighty-nine level, even if he faces the older generation, he has the strength to hit the young generation first in a hundred sects."

A long girl who looked like a hippo immediately retorted: "Bah, our family Makoto Tsukahara, but the first person in the younger generation in the entire Sun Country."

"Hey, Makoto Tsukahara, I would like to know if you are as godly as everyone said." There was a loud roar among the crowd, thunder rang out on the ground, and immediately suppressed the screams on the court. Immediately, a large bird-like figure swept high into the sky, and like lightning, it slammed into the center of the ring with a slap, and suddenly rubble splashed at the foot of the ring.

Seeing the person coming was a strong bear-like man with bulging muscles all over his body, standing there like a mountain of meat, the spectators couldn't help but start talking in surprise.

"It's Ono of Aoki Ryu, a **** who has cultivated to the eighty-seventh order, and his strength is quite strong. Among the young people of the hundred sects, he definitely ranks in the top five."

"I heard he wanted to challenge Makoto Tsukahara a long time ago!"

Ono’s current station, the whole body exploded fiercely, this is a master aura, an invisible thing, but the people present felt that the body was suddenly caught in the wind and waves, a sense of panic was crazy in the bottom of my heart. spread.

"For ten guilds in one force! No matter what skills you have, it won't be enough for my two fists."

He punched and banged in the air. Everyone felt like he was being stripped of skin. The space where he punched his punch was undulating like a sea wave. The strength alone could make the space turbulent, which is not the case. He made a preemptive strike. After a punch, countless fists were shot. As his figure jumped up and down, the afterimage of his fist was like a wall of fists. It was three meters high and two meters wide, and slammed Makoto Tsukahara mightily. .

Makoto Tsukahara stood in place, motionless, looking at the mighty shadow of the fist, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, when countless shadows of the fist were no more than thirty to fifty centimeters away, Makoto Tsukahara reached out and stretched out his arm, one palm. Also turned into tens of millions.

"Boom boom..."

There was a loud noise on the court, deafening, and only one palm of the hand was like a raging fire, and those fists were like ice and snow, quickly melting, but in a few seconds, the shadow of the fist was gone, and Makoto Tsukahara was standing in front of Ono. , He changed his palms into claws, pinched Ono’s neck, and lifted him up, and Ono’s whole person was lifted in the air by him, his eyes rounded in astonishment, and his whole body was sore and weak, and he didn’t even have the strength to struggle. , Like a dead fish hanging in the air.

This is completely the strength that one party has crushed, and the gap is too big.

Makoto Tsukahara glanced at the stage and said loudly, "Is there anything to challenge?"

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and there was a loud burst of cheers and applause. Not to mention the challenge, everyone looked at the scene on the stage with excitement, and talked out without death.

Makoto Tsukahara took Bantenyin in his hand, and walked off the ring surrounded by the crowd. He indifferently threw Bantenyin to Shinto-ryu's fellow students, leading the crowd to the girl’s crazy screams. Go to the arranged accommodation early.

He is a very xenophobic person. He clearly knows the three snobbery of martial arts, royal family, and officialdom. In his mind, the relationship between martial arts is a competitive relationship, not an enemy. He does not allow others to make irresponsible comments on martial arts. , After this moment, he was very energetic, and actually said to Ye Tiandao: "This is power, enough to control everything. When you have this power, you will have the qualifications to complain to me."

Ye Tian frowned slightly and glanced at him coldly.

Another one of them said contemptuously: "Brother Cheng, what do you care about with such a person." After speaking, he quickly moved to the residential area. Most of them are antique bungalows. The most conspicuous are seven or eight single-family antique villas. Obviously It is for people with status.

"Sister Chiyo, do you have a place to live?"

Tsukahara Hazuki enthusiastically asked, Chiyo Meiluo immediately shook her head in embarrassment, where would she book a room, but she just wanted to rent a bungalow with a few people after she came here.

"Then live in a villa with us, anyway, there are enough rooms."

Tsukahara Hazuki immediately took Chiyo Meiluo and left, Tsukahara Makoto immediately pulled off a face, black like burnt charcoal, but it was his sister.

Everyone came to the front of a four-story villa with an ancient style and charm. An elder from the Zhongchuan School was waiting there for a long time, giving enough face to Shinto-ryu. Obviously, they were also familiar with Makoto Tsukahara. He asked, "Please forgive the old man for his clumsy eyes, this young man is really clumsy."

Makoto Tsukahara sneered: "Ha, they are true gods of the fifty-sixth order!"

No one could hear the meaning of the sarcasm in the words, the elder immediately smirked, without a mental meeting, he lost interest in seeing Ye Tian more, and led everyone into the villa. There were six rooms in the villa, ten of them. A squeeze is completely enough, but everyone seems to have done it early and pay attention. You said and I said, you divided the room with a tacit understanding. Only Ye Tian is left, but everyone seems to forget his existence. Look. I don't even look at it directly as air, obviously intentionally.

"Ye Tian?"

How could Qiandai Meiluo fail to see that they were angry and anxious about Ye Tian, ​​but Ye Tian shook his head: "It's okay, just go."

Chiyo Meiluo then followed Tsukahara Hazuki to the second floor room one step at a time.

Ye Tian is not a squeamish person. He used to slept in a beast cave in the Profound Sky Realm, soaked in the mud for more than ten days, and lived in a group of demonic beasts for several months. Sitting down on the sofa, the trade fair officially opened in the evening, and now he just thinks about it, in exchange for some of the best materials.