Chapter 2691

Qin Jun and Lin Zhongyi look at each other and can't help smiling. However, it seems that Ling Yiran is not joking. He won't be surprised at what this strange little martial uncle can do.

After Lin Zhongyi left, Ling Yiran suddenly began to be happy. It is obvious that she has started to make her own efforts for the competition in half a month.

"Come on, Qin Jun, you should practice with me."

Ling Yiran said excitedly, full of excited color.

Qin Jun was speechless for a while, but the duel between them never stopped.

Seven days passed quietly. On this day, all the top ten Kunlun disciples attended the Kunlun hall.

Kunlun hall has not been so lively for a long time. More than 100 Kunlun disciples have all stepped into the hall.

The three disciples headed by Yang Zhi, ye Xuanji and Zeng Guang, and the rest of the leaders and disciples are behind them. They silently bow their heads and look humble.

It's the first time that Qin Jun has participated in such a gathering. Today is the day when the leader leaves the pass. All 176 people from all over Kunlun have arrived. It's the first time Qin Jun has seen such a scene.

Standing beside Lin Zhongyi, Qin Jun sees master, ye Xuanji and his third uncle Zeng Guang standing upright, waiting for the master to pass.

Soon, an old man with white hair and beard came out slowly from behind the hall.

This is the first time that Qin Jun saw his father's master.

Shizu's face is ruddy and full of red light. Although his hair and beard are all white, he looks very strong, and he is walking fast and light. It seems that he is an integral whole between his hands and feet. He is integrated with the heaven and the earth and feels like a light weight.

Strong!

It's so strong!

This kind of strength is totally beyond Qin Jun's imagination, because his every move seems to be able to communicate with heaven and earth. Just like the extraordinary master who was strong in front of him at the beginning, it seems that he is not so strong at this time.

But in front of him, Qin Jun knew that even if he practiced for another ten years, he might be too hard to flatter.

Shizu's eyes are very sharp, like eagles, penetrating the void, so that no one can escape.

At that moment, Shizu's eyes suddenly fell on Qin Jun. Qin Jun was shocked and his eyes were opposite. He could see the complexity in Shizu's eyes, even with an aggressive look. It was as strong as a sword. It was suffocating.

Even now, Qin Jun can't resist such sharp eyes. Qin Jun feels that he is completely exposed in front of his master.

This kind of feeling is like being stripped of all his body. It's hard to describe the 10000 lying troughs in Qin Jun's heart.

Shizu is too strong, but Qin Jun didn't take back his eyes. Instead, he smiles. He is very simple and honest.

And Shizu also looked at him with a smile. The feeling that he had been oppressed and had no way to escape before disappeared in an instant.

Qin Jun's back, some hair cool, all soaked by sweat.

"This master is really a myth of Kunlun."

In Qin Jun's heart, he was shocked. Everyone respected him very much. It can be seen that this is absolutely not what ordinary people can do.

As the leader in charge of Kunlun, Shizu's spirit is really unmatched.

Powerful and invincible.

"In the twinkling of an eye, another year has passed, and there is no time in the mountains. It seems that I really live up to that old saying. I'm an old bone, and I can make trouble for several years. Even some of my apprentices are old, ha ha ha."

Headmaster Shizu said with a laugh, unbridled, but it gives people a very kind feeling.

"Boss, since this period of time, there has been a big event in Kunlun?"

Shizu looks at Yang Zhi and asks.

"Report to Shifu that there is a big event. The son of the fifth younger martial brother, Qin Jun, came to Kunlun to seek art. His disciples are not talented. I hope Shifu won't blame me."

Yang Zhi said respectfully.

"Well, five's son, I see."

Shizu nodded. He didn't seem surprised. After all, he had seen it just now.

"Master, this time the four ancient martial arts schools compete. Should we also discuss who can represent the three generations of disciples?"

Ye Xuanji asked in a low voice.