Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The first row of disciples who entered King Xuan did not kneel down, but bowed their bodies in salute. Seeing that the three elders were all looking at the back, they couldn't help but turned their heads one after another, and saw the disciple who was kneeling on one knee standing abruptly by Fan Tianluo among.

Suddenly, the Patriarch burst into laughter, and that layer of coercion disappeared. Everyone looked at the Patriarch inexplicably, not knowing what he was doing.

"That girl is Fan Tianluo, Qiancheng's adopted daughter, right? Not bad!" Patriarch Ding said heartily.

Fan Tianluo quickly clasped her fists together and said loudly: "The little girl, Fan Tianluo, has met the patriarch's grandfather, foster father, second uncle, and brothers and sisters."

Patriarch Ding was taken aback, he had never heard the title of Patriarch Grandpa before, but for some reason, he felt the feeling of being a grandpa in his heart, and he looked at Fan Tianluo with admiration.

"Girl, I heard that you are a fellow practitioner of both departments?" Patriarch Ding asked after nodding with a smile.

Fan Tianluo nodded and said: "Yes, gold and water are dual elements, but I haven't broken through to the Xuanshi, so I can't perform it well." Fan Tianluo said with a wry smile.

"Well, since you are already a member of our Dingjiazhuang, and you are the adopted daughter of Qiancheng, and you will be your own person in the future. Since you are a fellow practitioner of both departments, and you have reached the tenth floor of Xuanshi, and you are still a woman, then the family will give you a gift in advance. Practice in a special training room, I hope you will not disappoint the family's expectations of you."

Fan Tianluo was overjoyed, this is what she lacks the most, and she quickly said gratefully: "Thank you, Patriarch, Grandpa, Xiao Luo will definitely live up to your expectations."

"Okay, okay!" Patriarch Ding was very happy, making everyone who always felt that the Patriarch was very strict felt that the atmosphere today was weird.

"Next is this month's sparring match. Disciples of the same level will face each other. Let's find an opponent." After finishing speaking, Patriarch Ding walked to the back and sat down on the chair prepared earlier under the big tree. Ding Qiancheng followed him, and the two father and son began to whisper stand up.

And Ding Qianjin was originally training disciples in the family, so he was in charge of the arrangements at this moment.

Everyone found opponents of the same level one after another, but some couldn't find them. Fan Tianluo was at the tenth level of Xuan Shi, and a young man about her age came over and clasped his fists and said, "Miss Xiaoluo, Ding Wenliang, Xuan The tenth level of the doctor, please advise."

Fan Tianluo knew that he was a collateral, but she didn't care, she also needs the experience of fighting in this mainland, so she immediately clasped her fists and said, "Master Wen Liang, please!"

Ding Wenliang immediately made a mistake with both fists, and attacked Fan Tianluo's front. Fan Tianluo felt a force coming through the air, and instead of dodging, she hit her directly with her fist.

There was a muffled sound, and the two took a step back. Ding Wenliang's eyes brightened, his fighting spirit was strong, and he punched him again. Fan Tianluo was not weak at all, and the style of a woman was unreservedly reflected in her. A woman punched and kicked, making moves that made everyone who saw this scene dumbfounded. Is this still a woman?

Ding Jiazhu and Ding Qiancheng also watched this scene. Fan Tianluo was really too strong. Most women would use deft and devious tactics. How could she face a man so brutally? His physique is always stronger than that of women.

When Fan Tianluo came here, her body structure had indeed returned to normal. The vajra body cultivated on the Honggu Continent was completely useless here, but her tough style of enduring hardships did not change at all.