Chapter 570 (1/2)
Previously, all the disciples who satirized Huang Xiaolong's madness only felt that their throat seemed to be stuck by a piece of stinky tofu.
All their anger, all their unhappiness, all turned into fear, horror, shock.
Some of them have low strength and are close to the Qianlong platform. They have just spoken sarcastically to Huang Xiaolong's disciples. Their lower bodies tremble again.
If Wang Biaoyuan's breakthrough from the first level of Shenyu to the second level of Shenyu in three years is a peerless monster, then what is Huang Xiaolong's breakthrough from half step to second level in three years?!
Compared with Huang Xiaolong, Wang Biaoyuan's talent is not even a scum.
The disciple who was excited to call out the absolute evil spirit for Wang Biaoyuan to show his strength was complicated in his heart.
Three years, half step to the second level of the divine realm!
Suddenly, all of them were shocked.
It is no exaggeration to say that there is no one before, no one after!
They have never heard of a genius in Xuanwu Xinghe who can break through from half step to second level in three years. This speed is enough to frighten people crazy.
What's more, Huang Xiaolong is not an ordinary second-class Shenyu. He uses one move to defeat the later stage of Shenyu second-order. He is also a Wang Biaoyuan with immortal Vajra body. You can imagine what step Huang Xiaolong has achieved!
One foot shock, the Qianlong platform earthquake split, indicating that Huang Xiaolong's strength is at least comparable to that of the third level in Shenzhou!
Maybe it's not the early stage of the third stage of Shenyu, or even the middle and late stage of the third stage of Shenyu!
Looking at Wang Biao yuan lying there like a dead dog, they suddenly realized how ridiculous, ironic, ignorant and arrogant Wang Biaoyuan had asked Huang Xiaolong to kneel down for mercy!
Wang Biaoyuan is just a clown in front of Huang Xiaolong.
In Huang Xiaolong's eyes, Wang Biaoyuan is really no different from Xie Ning and Luo Kai.
”Anyone else to challenge?” Huang Xiaolong stands with his hands down, looks around him, and finally looks at loneliness and coldness.
Everyone looked at the lonely cold.
Lonely, cold faced, convulsed, did not move, did not speak. Previously, he thought that he had broken through the second level of the divine realm, cultivated the lonely gods to the 100th and defeated Huang Xiaolong. He even felt that he could crush Huang Xiaolong thoroughly with one finger.
Like Wang Biao yuan, he thinks that this time, they are the opponents competing for the first place.
Huang Xiaolong is not qualified to be their opponent.
But now?!
Challenge? Or no challenge?
Even Wang Biaoyuan is half dead by Huang Xiaolong's move. What can he do if he goes down? He asked himself that his strength was not much better than Wang Biao yuan.
If he challenges, he is afraid that the result will be the same as that of Wang Biaoyuan. It is just a move!
Lonely and cold, his face was overcast, he took a deep breath, and finally did not move.
People see lonely cold look, know lonely cold has given up the challenge, can not help a burst of sigh, a shake of head, a commotion.
Some of the disciples who originally supported lonely Leng and even expected him to show his amazing strength. They were disappointed to defeat Huang Xiaolong. After all, the miracle didn't appear. Lonleng didn't even dare to challenge!
Lonely and cold without challenge, Jiang Shaoze and others naturally dare not challenge. In the end, Huang Xiaolong won the first place in the examination of external disciples without any suspense.
At this time, the Xuanwu master Fengyang is sitting in the hall, tasting tea.
”I don't know how the boy is now, third or fourth?” He said to himself.
Others don't know Wang Biaoyuan's strength, but he does.