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Volume 1: First Entering the Cultivation World Chapter 49: Lei Gang Enters the Stage

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    Chapter 49 Lei Gang comes on stage

    Lei Gang's face instantly stiffened. Thinking of the terrifying cracks caused by the old man's kick, Lei Gang was horrified. He glanced at the intact avenue, swallowed his saliva, and quickly refused: "Senior, no, the kid is already here."  I've seen it, but I still don't want to practice!" Lei Gang couldn't express the pain in his heart. He had already practiced the "Five Elements Body Cultivation". How could he still practice the "Physical Cultivation Technique"?  And the "Five Elements Body Cultivation" that I practiced could not be revealed easily, so I had to hide it.

    The old man stared at Lei Gang with his eyes wide open, his turbid eyes flashing, and he even looked angry. He said angrily: "Boy, don't be ungrateful. Do you believe it or not? As long as I come forward and say that I want to find an apprentice, whoever comes to become my disciple will  Together they can spare the central world!"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????Leigang stagnates, and together they can form a circle in the central circle?  How many people should we need? A Jianzhou is only that big, let alone the other four major states.  However, thinking of the power of the old man's corner, Lei Gang's heart condensed slightly, and he carefully looked at the rickety old man again, and was slightly tempted, but

    Seeing the change in Lei Gang's expression, the rickety old man felt happy in his heart, and added to his jealousy again: "Boy, as long as you worship me as your teacher, then I will teach you all the "Physical Cultivation Techniques". In the future, it will not be difficult for you to reach my level."  how?  "The old man stared at Lei Gang, his eyes full of expectation. At the age of seventeen, his strength has reached the second level. There are no such geniuses in his own clan. Even if he has practiced "Physical Cultivation Technique", he cannot be at the age of seventeen.  Having reached such a point, not to mention that this young man may not be practicing anymore, the old man has already decided that Lei Gang is the best candidate to practice the "Physical Cultivation Technique" and decided to accept Lei Gang as his disciple.

    Lei Gang glanced at the spitting old man, shook his head again and said: "Senior, I don't want to practice any more! You should find someone else." After saying that, Lei Gang quickly turned around and ran towards where he lived.  Go, at this time, your top priority is to quickly comprehend the Nine Open Heaven Styles.

    The old man stared blankly at Lei Gang's retreating figure, his gray hair gradually started to tremble, and his whole rickety body trembled with anger. Over the years, he has been able to fall in love with few people who want to worship him as his wife.  There are countless teachers. At this time, I lowered my status and wanted this kid to become my teacher, but he was rejected twice in a row, which almost made the old man's lungs explode with anger.

    "Boy, don't run away. If you don't accept me as your teacher, ah!! I will never give up!" the rickety old man shouted angrily.  Bole is always there, but a thousand-mile horse is rare. As a Bole, he has never had a thousand-mile horse that can catch his eye. But now that he has fallen in love with one, how could the old man give up so easily.  With a sway of his body, the old man disappeared.

    Lei Gang breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the figure that was not chasing him, quickly opened the door, rushed into the room, and quickly closed the door.  Looking at Zi Yun who was standing there in a daze in the room, Lei Gang felt happy. Every time he saw Zi Yun, Lei Gang would be happy. If he didn't see Zi Yun that time, he might not be used to it.  .

    Ziyun turned her head slightly and looked at Lei Gang with complicated eyes. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Lei Gang?"

    Lei Gang grinned and said: "It's okay, Ziyun, it's not my turn yet, I will master the Nine Open Heaven Styles now, so that I can have a chance to enter the top three!"

    Ziyun nodded, Lei Gang slowly sat down cross-legged, and his spiritual consciousness entered his mind

    Ziyun slowly sat down cross-legged, her autumn eyes quietly looking at Lei Gang's steady face, as if she wanted to carve this face into her heart.

    "Perhaps if we say goodbye this time, we may never see each other again. Thank you for giving me a wonderful memory over the years." Zi Yun murmured softly in her heart.  A tear of helplessness, pain, and reluctance slipped down from Zi Yun's flawless face like a pearl

    The competition at the exchange conference is in full swing. Not every battle is like a magic cloud and ends with one move.

    The first round of screening has been going on for three days

    "Number 999, please come on stage!" The middle-aged man in red on Channel 9 opened his eyes and shouted.

    A handsome young man in white jumped onto the ring gracefully, holding a spiritual sword and scanning the surroundings with arrogant eyes, waiting for his opponent. After a while, the middle-aged man in red swept his eyes across many disciples and raised his voice again.  He said: "Contestant No. 999, please come on!" The loud voice echoed in this huge empty space.

    Many disciples looked around, and some even sneered disdainfully: "I don't know who it is. Isn't he afraid of Senior Brother Zhenfeng?"

    "Haha, the disciple of that small sect must have been lucky enough to qualify for the competition. He got the number 999. When he saw that his opponent was my brother Zhenfeng from the Gangzhen sect, he didn't dare to play!" A disdainful voice  There was an endless stream.

    "Contestant No. 999 comes on stage. If he doesn't, he will give up his qualifications for the exchange conference!"??The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with disdain, and his voice rose again.

    "Haha, senior, that person may not dare to go on the field. Hurry up and declare that Senior Brother Zhenfeng will win without a fight!" A disciple of the Gangzhen Sect laughed loudly.  The disciple who lost the competition before secretly hated himself for not getting the number 999, so that he would not lose.

    The middle-aged man in red swept across the audience again and raised his voice: "Contestant No. 999 canceled the exchange meeting"

    ¡°Wait a minute,¡± a loud shout rang out, and a tall and straight man rushed quickly from the direction of the avenue. With a sway of his body, he jumped onto the ring while everyone was amazed.

    "This what speed is this?" Many disciples asked in horror. They wiped their eyes and looked at the place where the man had just appeared and then at the ring. There was at least a thousand meters between them. How many meters was there?  Arriving at the arena in the blink of an eye?

    Lei Gang, who was standing on the ring, let out a breath. The secret message came just in time. Lei Gang had just woken up and rushed to the competition site. Although Lei Gang didn't know how long he had been practicing, he had a general idea in his heart, so he ran wildly.  He came just in time to catch up. What surprised Lei Gang slightly was that he didn't see Zi Yun after he woke up.

    The middle-aged man in red glared at Lei Gang, then waved his right hand, the barrier enveloped the No. 9 arena, and closed his eyes again.

    Zhenfeng carefully looked at the young man who suddenly jumped up, feeling a little surprised in his heart. The speed of Lei Gang just now made Zhenfeng sigh to himself. He originally thought that he would win without a fight, but now an unfathomable opponent came.  However, Zhenfeng is a master of the Gangshi level and has a very arrogant mentality. Naturally, he will not be his opponent with this relatively fast young man. Immediately, he smiled warmly and said: "Gangzhenmen, Zhenfeng!"

    Lei Gang grinned and said: "Jiangangmen, Lei Gang!"

    The moment Lei Gang came on stage, he attracted the attention of Jian Gang Sect disciples. Their eyes originally looking at other arenas also turned to Lei Gang. The battle between Lei Gang, Jian Tu and Jian Chen left a deep impression on them, especially Jian Chen.  Looking at the arrogance on Zhenfeng's face, he sneered and closed his eyes again. Among the crowd, Dao Tu and Yin Li all looked at Lei Gang. Except for Dao Tu and Yin Li, the others  The disciples of the Jianding Sect were all just watching the show. They thought about how far that waste could grow today.

    Lianxu and Danchen stood together, looking at Lei Gang, but looking at Zhenfeng with more pity.

    In the Demon Refining Sect, Mo Yun, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lei Gang's tall and tall figure. His eyes flashed sharply and he stared closely at the No. 9 arena.

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    Lei Gang's appearance attracted the attention of many strong young men from various sects.

    Zhen Feng looked at Lei Gang carefully with his eyes again. He obviously didn't expect that Lei Gang would be a disciple of Jian Gang Sect. He immediately smiled and said, "Junior brother Lei Gang, please be merciful." Suddenly, the weapon in Zhen Feng's hand  The spiritual sword suddenly rose up, stabbing Lei Gang like a spiritual snake.

    Lei Gang was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhen Feng, who had a gentle face just now, would suddenly explode. Lei Gang was not angry, and instantly used his huge virtual sword. Without resisting, he waved his hands and placed the virtual sword flat on Lei Gang.  The nearly two feet of width in front of his chest perfectly blocked Lei Gang's body shape.

    "Ding" There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, sparks bloomed, Lei Gang's body was like Mount Tai, motionless, but Zhenfeng took a few steps back, and stabbed the huge sword with his own powerful sword,  How could this Lei Gang not have any backlash?

    "Brother Zhenfeng, I hope you will be merciful." Lei Gang grinned, grabbed the hilt of the virtual sword with both hands and suddenly turned, his body jumped, and the huge virtual sword in Lei Gang's hand was like a wooden sword, sweeping across Zhenfeng.

    "Hey" Lianxu looked at the Xu sword in Lei Gang's hand and let out a sound of surprise.

    "What's wrong?" Dan Chen turned his head and looked at Lianxu, who had a cold face and sharp eyes.

    "No, why do I feel that Lei Gang's virtual sword has become stronger?" Lianxu whispered.

    "How is that possible? You personally refined the virtual sword. Could it be that Lei Gang can strengthen it?" Dan Chen laughed in a low voice.

    Lianxu didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on the Xu sword in Lei Gang's hand, and he started to think a little.

    Zhenfeng¡¯s heart trembled, and his face became weird. The sound of the fierce hunting wind rang in his ears. Zhenfeng didn¡¯t dare to think about whether he would be dead after this sword was swept over his body.  He jumped up and shouted: "Water Sword Technique Third Form!" The spiritual sword in his hand instantly glowed with light blue light. If you can see carefully, the spiritual sword in Zhenfeng's hand is now covered with a lot of water.  beads.

    Lei Gang retracted his virtual sword, and the sweep failed, but Lei Gang was not in a hurry, and his body was slightly bent into a bow shape., suddenly ejected towards Zhenfeng, but the virtual sword erupted with a faint green light in Lei Gang's hand. The muscles wrapped in linen surged instantly, and all the strength of the body surged towards Lei Gang's hands.

    "The fifth form of Kaitian!" Lei Gang looked at Zhenfeng and suddenly grinned, shouting inwardly.

    "Bang" The two swords intersected, a harsh metallic sound erupted, and the barrier covering Arena No. 9 also became turbulent.

    "Pfft" Zhenfeng flew backwards, and the spiritual sword in his hand unexpectedly broke free from his hand. Zhenfeng only felt his hands were numb, and then a terrifying force shook him and he flew backwards. His throat felt sweet, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.  It sprayed out and sprinkled in the air, making it rain blood.

    Lei Gang fell slowly, his eyes fixed on Zhenfeng, but his face was indifferent. Zhenfeng fell to the ground, obviously not believing that he was seriously injured. He struggled and wanted to stand up, but found that his whole body was sore and numb.  He couldn't exert any strength, so he had to lie on the ground and stare at Lei Gang

    "This game, Lei Gang wins!" The middle-aged man in red, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes and shouted. After looking at Lei Gang, he shouted again: "Invite contestant No. 1,000 to the stage!"
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