C680 I'll give you a big Tintin!

Before the sect heads could finish speaking, Zhou Tiantong pointed with his finger, "Get out!"

What?

Go out?

What did that mean?

Throw us away?

The sect heads were frozen in place, their expressions blank as they probed, "Senior Zhou, you want us to leave?"

"You ass-kissers, your Grandpa Zhou doesn't like it. Scram!" Zhou Tiantong laughed like a child and flicked his finger. An extremely sharp gust of wind tore through the air and sent these sect heads flying out of the floating continent. They danced about like dumplings in the air before falling down.

What the heck, what the heck?

All the sect heads were stunned. Zhou Tiantong was simply temperamental and insane!

"Uh, you little brat, don't tell me that you're a monk? Why do you sound like you're talking in such a manner?" Zhou Tian rubbed Cang Ruhai's forehead and laughed.

Just a moment ago, he sent a few Nine Star War God s flying with a flick of his finger, but now, they were like a benevolent grandfather.

Everyone was flabbergasted, and no one dared to speak.

"Pauper grandpa, I won't hide it from you. I was a monk in the past, but I became a common man and followed my master!" "Aiya, don't say so much. Pauper grandpa, just give me the first place!" Cang Ruhai really went ahead and grabbed Zhou Tian Tong's arm, shaking it up, like a kid who asked his grandfather for candy.

"Hehehe!" If it was something else, it wouldn't matter if Grandfather gave you the first place, but this Sky Breaking Conference cannot be reckless! " Zhou Tiantong shook his head like a rattle.

"Alright then. Quickly set up the questions, don't fight and kill each other. It's simpler!" Cang Ruhai shook his head continuously.

"Good!" Everyone, watch carefully! " Zhou Tian Tong laughed and waved his hand. Over ninety sect flags flew into the air. Nearly a thousand more identical flags flew into the air and stuck themselves into the ground.

"This stage of mine is too simple. Of these one thousand and one flags, there are ninety sects' battle flags. The other one thousand and ten are fake." Whoever pulled out the true banner of the other sects would get one point, the more points they would get. The higher the score, the higher the score! He was eliminated by the sect which had drawn the flag of war! Zhou Tian said with a laugh, completely devoid of the reserved attitude of a senior, jumping around like a kid playing a prank.

"Those that are pulled out wrongly will be punished!" "Haha, let's begin!"

After Zhou Tiantong finished speaking, he sat down on the floor and began shouting through his nose, his face filled with an expression as if he was watching a good show.

Everyone was speechless.

What the hell, this is the Sky Breaking Conference, the strongest sect gathering of all warriors! What kind of competition is this?

How disrespectful!

These four words appeared in everyone's heart, but they could do nothing about it.

You have the final say when you are the size of a fist

The eleven hundred banners in front of him were all the same. This was a complete competition of luck.

When Zhang Dongcheng saw it, he was overjoyed. What type of attribute was Cang Ruhai?

That was a perfect score for talent, a perfect score for perception, and a perfect score for luck. If you guys were to compete against him, would there even be a need to f * cking compete? Wahaha, I'm going to win again!

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Zhou Tian Tong jumped up and down, urging everyone to begin.

Since there was no other way, then let's have a competition. The various sect masters could only choose the disciples that they thought had the best luck and send them up.

The ninety competitors stood in front of more than a thousand banners and walked into the banners forest. They looked at each flag with all their might but found nothing different in front of them. They were all the same!

Without needing to fight or kill, Cang Ruhai was instantly happy. He walked straight in, looked around, and then casually pulled out a large banner.

He did not even know why he had pulled out the flag. His intuition was only telling him to pull out the flag!

Once the banner was pulled out, the three words "Pure Yang Sect" appeared on the flag's surface, causing Daoist Pure Yang to immediately feel a wave of anger rushing towards the top of his head.

F * ck me, I'll be the first one to pull out my sect's flag, f * ck you!

Sky Breaking Sect, my Pure Yang Sect is sworn irreconcilable with you!

"Hahaha, the flag of the Pure Yang Martial School!" Cang Ruhai laughed and threw the sect banner of the Pure Yang Sect onto the ground.

"Pure Yang Sect, get out! Wahaha, you guys are really unlucky! The first one was pulled out! " When Zhou Tiantong saw this, his face started to wrinkle. He laughed like a trumpet flower. He pointed his finger at Pure Yang Daoist and laughed until tears began to roll down his face.

The Pure Yang Martial School's disciples had only taken a few steps before they were eliminated. Their faces were full of gloominess as if they were constipated, and retreated back speechlessly.

A disciple of another sect really didn't know which one was the real sect's war flag. He could only randomly pull it out, but the flag he pulled out had no banner on it. Obviously, he had pulled out a fake one.

"Wahahaha, you pulled out a fake one, hurry up and accept your punishment!" Zhou Tiancai looked as excited as if he'd picked up five million.

The disciple ran over dejectedly. Tian Zhou could use the same finger to send the Nine Star War God flying, so how would he dare to resist.

"Little brother, what is your greatest desire? Let me help you finish it! " Zhou Tiantong's eyes were full of scheming, but he was smiling as he asked.

Hm? A wish? What the heck, could it be that this Zhou Tiantong was acting against common sense? He called it a punishment, but it was actually a reward?

Judging from his childish attitude, it was very possible that he was the culprit!

"I … I hope Ding Ding can become a bit bigger …" The disciple's face was glowing with excitement, but he was extremely embarrassed as he whispered into Tian Tian's ear.

"Wahaha, it's too simple. I'll help you finish it!" Zhou Tian Tong slapped his thigh and stood up. He formed countless hand seals, causing the air to change and even the sky to change color.

The disciple watched anxiously with a face full of ecstasy. He could clearly feel that his little Ding Ding was getting bigger, the weakness that his fellow disciples had made fun of was getting stronger and stronger!

Many of them were looking at the disciple's third leg, which was getting bigger and bigger, longer and longer, and their eyes were staring straight ahead!

F * ck, this is a god's trick!

"Senior, it's enough. Enough is enough. Sigh, I don't want it anymore. I don't want it anymore. Mother, save me!"

The disciple could only watch as Little Ding Ding transformed into a big eggplant, then into a big watermelon, and finally into a big melon. He was almost dragged down to the ground as he screamed.

"It's big enough, but it's still not long enough!" Zhou Tian Tong said in all seriousness, then casually pulled!

F * ck, my pants are all broken and dragged to the ground!

This isn't called a "big" Tinker, this is simply your grandma's big melon that's more than a meter long!