The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1143 Pan Tianfang

Next to him, there were two core disciples who followed Pan Tianfang. They were also the leaders of the clan at the time.

Seeing Pan Hong Tianxia's embarrassing performance, he couldn't stand it anymore: "Prince, this boy in Tianxia doesn't seem to be very good?"

"Don't blame him, it's not easy for Xiaojing to bring these outsiders back." Pan Tianfang thought with his eyebrows and glanced at Pan Huangjing on the other side.

"I think it's just like that?" One of the bronze-skinned core disciples said in confusion: "Whether it's equipment, secret techniques or damage data, Panhong Tianxia clearly has the advantage, not to mention the [Xuantian Combat Technique]. Big killer."

Pan Tianfang shook his head and asked meaningfully: "Are these the only factors that determine victory or defeat?"

"Uh..." The two people next to them were speechless.

Pantian turned his head back and stared at the scene of the No. 90 arena in the light screen. His eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking. "If you have time, go online more and go to the virtual arena to play."

"Virtual Arena?" The two of them asked in astonishment, "Aren't those things used by low-end magicians for their own entertainment?"

"Entertaining yourself?" Pan Tianfang smiled sarcastically: "Even I can only reach the platinum rank in the virtual arena. Do you think this is entertaining yourself?"

The two of them said in disbelief: "No way? With the prince's strength, he is only at the platinum level?"

Although they have never been to the virtual arena, they also know the divisions of the arena. They know that above platinum, there are diamonds and kings.

"This is why I want you to go to the virtual arena to practice." Pan Tianfang stared at the light screen and sighed quietly: "In the final analysis, our clan magicians still rely too much on genetic attributes and external forces, but ignore it. It is human instinct to fight."

"Please forgive me for not understanding." The two of them were puzzled: "Isn't it because of our genetic attributes and external forces that we magicians are superior to ordinary people?"

Pan Tianfang glanced at the two of them and smiled indifferently: "But a magician is a human being first, and a magician second."

"This..." The two looked at each other in astonishment, as if they understood something.

Seeing that the two of them had an epiphany, Pan Tianfang was somewhat relieved and continued: "In fact, not only us, but also the elites at the top of the current domain are trapped in this predicament. On the contrary, the ordinary magicians at the bottom have never given up the fight. The pursuit of ability.”

"Especially those mercenaries, pioneers, interstellar pirates, etc. who are wandering on the edge of life and death. Although they are different from us in terms of qualifications, after a real fight, you will find that their awareness is not as great as yours."

"This is already true for the mercenaries and pioneers, let alone the soldiers on the foreign defense lines." Pan Tianfang shook his head and sighed.

After hearing Pan Tianfang's words, the two of them suddenly became enlightened, and their eyes glowed with a light they had never seen before, as if something in their bodies suddenly woke up.

……

On the first day of the arena competition, the NO.90 arena undoubtedly became the focus of the whole day's competition.

Pan Hongtianxia, ​​the leader of the Hong clan, who originally had high hopes, was tortured to the point where he could not hold his head up by a group of foreign magicians. After a day of competition, in addition to the occasional few Pan clan disciples who were defeated, more than 40 Earthlings All the magicians successfully challenged, and among them, eighteen earth magicians directly defeated Panhong Tianxia.

This is definitely a unique event in the history of the Pan clan. You must know that according to the rules of the clan competition, the disciple who defeats the defender will be granted the status of core disciple as an exception.

But after today's game, the clan leaders were in a tangle.

There is no way, core disciples are not something that is awarded casually, not to mention that Suoluo and others are not disciples of the Pan clan at all, and there are eighteen of them all at once.When I invited them to participate in the trial, I only wanted them to experience the prosperity and strength of the Pan clan, and then make them surrender voluntarily.

However, the reality was completely beyond their expectations. The Pan clan's prosperity and strength were not displayed. Instead, Solo and others showed off a wave of superb practical skills, which shocked the whole clan.

Not to mention anything else, the current Pan clan has already exploded in the wheel, and everyone is discussing the topic of earth magicians.

After the game, many beauties from the Pan clan began to take the initiative to hook up with Solo and his group.

On the contrary, Feng Hao, a player with a monument and a 100% success rate, became a little transparent. After the game, Pan Hongzheng expressed condolences and praised him through listening to Shi Chuan.

After the first day of competition, Feng Hao originally wanted to chat with Solo and the others, but as soon as he walked under the No. 90 ring, he was squeezed out by Yingying Yanyan's female fans.

"Well, you'd better ask for your own blessings, brother can't help you."

Feng Hao sighed helplessly, glanced sympathetically at Solo and the others in the crowd, turned and left, hiding his achievements and fame so as not to be drowned by the enthusiastic female fans.

He turned over on his back, humming a cheerful tune and was about to leave. When he turned his eyes, he happened to see Pan Hongtianxia sitting slumped on the ring.

At this time, Pan Hongtian's face was ashen, and he was obviously doubting his own life.

"Junior Brother Tianxia~!" Feng Hao raised his voice and said with a teasing smile: "It seems that your performance today is not very good? I told you to ask for your own blessings, but you still don't believe it~!"

Pan Hongtianxia raised his head in a daze, rolled his eyes when he saw Feng Hao's mocking expression, and fainted on the spot.

There was nothing he could do. He had just been tortured to pieces and was already extremely fragile. How could he withstand Feng Hao's ridicule?
"No way? You fainted after just one sentence?" Feng Hao curled his lips and said: "Let's go, Xiaobai, find a place to have a good night's rest, and continue to hit people tomorrow."

After a day of boring competition, Xiao Bai was already feeling sleepy. After hearing what Feng Hao said, he immediately walked out of the stadium with brisk steps.

But after taking only a few steps, he was blocked by a strong man who suddenly fell from the sky.

When Xiaobai saw this, he grinned and was about to rush forward to fight, but Feng Hao stopped him in time.

Feng Hao looked at the strong man in front of him with confusion and found that he was also a core disciple. He couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What's the matter with this senior brother?"

"It's no big deal." The strong man snorted, stared at Feng Hao coldly and asked, "I'm just more interested in your name."

Seeing the two core disciples facing each other, many passing disciples stopped to watch the show.

But Feng Hao was confused by the strong man's answer, "Is there something wrong with my name?"

"What's your name?" The strong man answered the question and asked in a deep voice.

"Honghao is on the lower plate. May I ask who your senior brother is...?" Feng Hao introduced himself with raised eyebrows.

"That's right!" The strong man shouted violently, and the terrifying momentum exploded instantly. Director Hanmang said: "Now I give you two choices, either change your name yourself, or I will beat you to change your name. You choose."

(End of this chapter)