1542: C1542 They all look down on you

C1542 They all look down on you

The man from the yellow large robe looked at the man from the white robe and cupped his fists. He smiled and said: "Sister Yu, it's great that you are here!"

"Today, I will bring the young generation of our people to spar with the young generation of the Jin family. Let's have an exchange!"

"Why didn't Sister Yu bring some of the young generation of daughter race descendants here?"

The white robe laughed and said: "Brother Tu, I have something to discuss with you. If there is a chance next time, let's exchange some more!"

"Alright, let Sister Yu sit down and watch the younger generation interact. If there's anything you need, we'll talk about it later!"

"Alright!"

The white robe could only nod and sit down first.

"Who is this young master?"

The man from the earthen yellow large robe looked at Chen Mo and asked.

All the cultivators present focused on Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was also a member of the young generation, and was extremely young.

However, his face was filled with ravines and scars, making him look extremely sinister. There was not a single arm left.

It was already difficult for such a man to not attract attention.

The white robe s laughed and said: "This is a man I saved floating in the sea and his brain is broken. Seeing that he's so pitiful, I temporarily bring him along with me!"

"Hahahaha ?"

"This little gongzi doesn't look stupid. He shouldn't have broken it!"

"Why don't we do it like this, we are all from the young generation, since we are here for a spar, then let's consider you Gold Clan and daughter race's descendant as a family, let's include this little gongzi in your group and let the young generation have an exchange!"

"This is only the opening of the Beast Mystic Realm, our total score is number two. Everyone feels uncomfortable, and we must nurture the young generation for a while, after a month, there will be still the opening of the secret realms. At that time, we must wash away our shame and get a good rank!"

The man from the yellow large robe said a few words, and laughed out loud.

"There's no need for that, right?"

The white robe immediately shook her head.

In her opinion, Chen Mo was just too weak, how could he compare to the weak?

On the contrary, it was the golden-robed woman who laughed and said, "That's fine, Sister Yu. Since we rarely meet, then let this young noble on behalf of do it, it's settled then."

"This time in Beast Mystic Realm, who cares about Chen Xiaohei, someone from the trash continent of Holy North Continent, actually obtained first place, and made a name for themselves!"

"I think our young generation is definitely not worse than the This boy!"

"Today, let's take a good look at the younger generation of our North Sea!"

"The rules are the same as before. Fight with strength not exceeding two small levels, one battle for ten thousand dragonpulse!"

"Then, there's the strength difference of two levels and above. One hundred thousand dragonpulse!"

"In the end, they were all ranked higher than us. One million dragonpulse!"

They were both very cunning.

They thought that for the younger generation, there would always be a chance for good fortune. The white robe s never brought their own clansmen out to exchange with others, they could not earn money from the white robe s.

Since the white robe Female had brought a man here, then no matter who he was, they had to get him in.

Rules, explain them clearly to the white robe s.

"Alright ?"

The white robe frowned and agreed.

She knew that the two of them were trying to cheat her, but she only brought one. At most, she would only lose two times.

"Fine, we Turkish descendants will compete with the descendants of the Gold Clan first, then let's continue the competition. After we are done, let's separate and compete with the descendants of your daughter race!"

The man from the yellow large robe laughed and said a few words.

Everyone understood the rules and began the battle.

For those who go up, first state their age and strength.

Then, some cultivators would go up and accept the challenge!

As Chen Mo watched, he felt that these youngsters were all relatively ordinary. There were none that could cultivate or comprehend Level 10 Martial Skills.

Really, not a single one.

or it could be said that Chen Mo did not see it.

There wasn't even a tenth stage Martial Skills.

He was not clear, however, about the five great Sea Area s.

Amongst the East, South, West, and North Sea, the North Sea was the worst and the Zhonghai was the most powerful.

Thus, among the young generation, those who could cultivate Tenth Level and Martial Qi were already well-known.

However, as descendants of the earth-kind and the Gold race, they had a good foundation, and there were quite a few who had trained to become battle masters.

The cultivators on both sides had their own victories and losses.

The participating youths numbered around twenty on one side.

He quickly typed it out.

There were a few beauties amongst them, but Chen Mo didn't feel anything when he looked at them.

He felt that the beauties he'd seen before were much more beautiful than this.

But he couldn't remember exactly where he had seen it before.

His memories were sealed, and many things were still vague to him.

The white robe s were also not in the mood to watch.

She had something on her mind and always frowned slightly.

Two hours later, the power difference between the Gold rank and the earth-kind wasn't more than two small levels, which meant the fight was over.

The brown large robe laughed out loud, looked at the white robe Female and said: "Sister Yu, it's time for us to compare ourselves with the descendants of your daughter race, your on behalf of, will you go up?"

The white robe looked at Chen Mo and said calmly: "You go up!"1

"Report your strength and name!"

"Oh!"

Chen Mo agreed and walked to the center. He wanted to clasp his fist, but only then did he realise that he had lost one of his hands.

"No way, this kid is actually this strong?"

"This level of strength, is ranked in the top fifteen among all the young Heaven's Pride s here!"

"But strength is not equal to combat strength. He's just a bit stronger!"

"You still don't have a single hand? You can't even see storage bag s on your body. I'm afraid that even if any one of them were to go up and challenge someone higher than him, he wouldn't be able to take it! "

"Definitely ?"

All of the cultivators began to discuss amongst themselves.

A yellow Dress man, afraid that others would take the initiative, quickly ran over and took out a red longsword and said: "Potato, late stage Tenth Level war guard, take out your sword!"

Chen Mo frowned, then said: "I do not have a sword!"

Many cultivators laughed out loud.

Without a sword, he was like a toothless tiger. No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't do it.

You want to fight a swordsman barehanded?

The golden colored large robe looked at Female and said with a smile: "Sister Yu, you're giving him a sword?"

The white robe Female laughed and said: "No matter what, it's still a loss. It's useless giving it to him!"

She did not think highly of Chen Mo.

Whether or not a man with his memories sealed could still remember the things he cultivated was a completely different matter.

Give the sword? Would he use it?

However, out of the Jin Clan descendants, one of the Jin Clan Female s came out, and was one of the two most beautiful young generations, the Jin Clan descendant Eldest Senior Sister, said to Chen Mo: "I'll lend you a sword!"

As he said that, he threw a Third Level longsword towards Chen Mo.

This sword was the longsword she was using.

When others looked down on Chen Mo, she did not have any opinions towards him, but instead felt some sympathy towards them.

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

Chen Mo agreed and caught the longsword.

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