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Chapter 57: Chapter 53: The Little Contest (Seeking votes~)

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Early morning, October 29th

“Oh my, sweetheart, quickly tell mommy how you subdued Fang Han in one move.” Xu Shuhui held Tang Luo’s hand, not willing to let him go.

Not knowing what the top-tier Mortal Realm sage had told his mother, Tang Luo felt that his mother was looking at him with an unusually proud and passionate gaze that morning. It was as if they finally let the big fat pig they raised at home go out and forage for cabbages.

Since breakfast, she has been pulling at him and asking him this and that, mainly about his fight with Fang Han near the river.

But was it really appropriate for a great master of Mortal Realm like his mother to be so curious about how one could kill a mortal with a single move?

And he was always the most supportive, hearing how Tang Luo, despite losing all his cultivation, was so strong evoked a plea from him.

“Brother, help me teach Tang Zhen a lesson, they’re bullying me too much.” The little boy huffed, “My brother can perform the Combined Attack Technique on his own, he’s a supreme talent, I’ll have him beat you all up.”

The little boy looked at Tang Luo full of unrealistic expectations, only to be coldly rejected.

“I’d rather make you armor instead, since you’re so afraid of pain.”

Provocation can always instantly ignite the little boy’s competitiveness and dignity. He immediately declared that his brother would see how he defeats all three tigers.

“I’m going to the pavilion, I won’t be back for lunch.” Tang Luo finally managed to free himself from his mother’s hand, said a brief goodbye, and slipped out the door.

In fact, there was no need for Tang Luo to go to the Star Pavilion at all since Hua Ji and Tu Tong were there to look after it. But considering his mother’s clinginess, he decided to go out and avoid her.

October 30th

finally over, and it was time to

you really not going to accompany me to defeat them?” The little boy held onto Tang

a slight shake and threw off the

even beat girls his age, Tang Luo wanted nothing to

you like to pick them up?” A full-faced, black-faced Gongye Sibo showed a big white smile

come from any extraordinary accomplishment of Tang Luo,

order of the year for

Tang Clan, even though the craftsmen of the foundry are skilled, they usually get orders for repairing yellow-rank armor or recharging spiritual weapons, tasks that offer little profits and require

other hand, was different. All the craftsmen were thoroughly familiar with the process of making this armor, and more importantly, there would be no flaws with this type of armor. It was just time-consuming to make, so for the craftsmen who needed

being only a mortal-grade armor, the black copper armor is not crudely

combat boots. The armor is lined with refined steel. A full set of armor weighs 400 pounds. Once worn, it can only be

it, and the double-layer protection can effectively absorb force. It provides astonishing protection against sharp energy and long-range force, making it the

of armor would not sell for less than one hundred thousand gold if taken to the market. If it weren’t for the steep discount because Tang Luo was one of their clansman, the cost of these

armor before him, he felt that his money was

will be delivered to Cultivation Ground N0.7

for over thirty generations, producing hundreds of descendants who have

minor competition in the cultivation grounds adopts a team rotation battle. Each team sends out three students who take turns to compete

members of one team are defeated, and the winner

all battles in the eight cultivation grounds can be finished in a day. After the first round, the eliminated four cultivation grounds will compete for ranks five

the Cultivation Ground N0.7 unfortunately loses in the first round and ends up in last

peak talents in the Mortal Realm. However, unexpectedly, one of the Mortal Realm peaks

was confident that as long as the students of the cultivation ground perform normally, those branch family descendants, unless they are blind, will be

stepped forward to

early November, the usually quiet First Cultivation Ground becomes bustling

and rows of tiered seats are set up around the formerly vacant cultivation ground. Four competition platforms, one large and three smaller ones, are placed in the middle of the training ground. All students from the eight cultivation grounds gather at the First

of branch families’ heads, transforming the vast First

his students, who were