Super Student's Three-realms Army

However, Lin Yanrann still could not understand Zhang Xiaofann. She looked at him with a puzzled gaze.    

"Since this is your Pingyuan Province's business, and none of the major cultivation sects in your Pingyuan Province dare to make a move, then what does it have to do with me, an outsider?"    

Zhang Xiaofann shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He was indifferent, but after hearing Zhang Xiaofann's words, Lin Yanrann, Ying Xue'er, and the others all felt that it was quite strange.    

From what Zhang Xiaofann had just said, it was as if the Pingyuan Cultivation Realm did not belong to the Chinese Cultivation Realm. It was really strange.    

However, Lin Yanrann and Ying Xue'er did not feel relieved. In their eyes, Zhang Xiaofann was a typical person who did not care about his own business. He was clearly trying to watch the fire from afar and watch the show.    

"Alright, I promise you, why should we fear a battle between the geniuses of Huaxia?"    

The Black Robed Ola Man waved his hand and said.    

Compared to the twenty-five bottles of pills, the Black Robed Ola Man cared more about the face of the Chinese Cultivation Realm. This concerned whether or not Huaxia was the orthodox path of cultivation.    

There was also another problem. Wu Mingsheng's brilliant performance just now had also made the Black Robed Ola Man full of confidence. With this kind of divine weapon in hand, he believed that Wu Mingsheng's fighting strength would increase even further.    

The Black Robed Ola Man also believed that other than Zhang Xiaofann, who could not be explained with common sense, it would be very difficult to find a young man stronger than Wu Mingsheng in China.    

As for the small country of K Country, it was naturally impossible for it to have a young man who could match up to Wu Mingsheng, who had a Divine Weapon.    

Seeing this, the middle-aged swordsman revealed a cold smile on his face.    

The Young Swordsman under him also walked up with large strides. At that moment, Lei Baoyun was already being carried down the arena by a disciple.    

At this moment, Lei Baoyun was unwilling to be sent to recuperate. Instead, he could only watch helplessly as his opponent, who represented the younger generation of the Chinese Cultivation Realm and the younger generation of the K Country, fought.    

However, even though Lei Baoyun was extremely unwilling, when he saw this scene, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.    

Just as everyone was feeling conflicted, the young swordsman of the K Country walked towards the arena with large strides. He held his K Nation Sword in one hand, and his eyes were extremely cold.    

The young swordsman spoke in a language that was not very fluent.    

"Oh? The number one genius of China?!"    

"I hope your strength is not too weak, and you won't disappoint me!"    

"Wu Mingsheng, don't be merciful in the battles after this. Teach this K People a lesson."    

"This K People actually looks down on our Chinese Cultivation Realm. Wu Mingsheng must teach him a lesson and let this K People know how powerful our Chinese Cultivation Realm is!"    

Many cultivators on the plains around the arena started to cheer for Wu Mingsheng.    

With such an arrogant K People suddenly appearing, it ignited the anger in everyone's heart. They all felt the same hatred and wanted to teach this K People, who was a 'traitor' of China, a lesson.    

They wanted to teach this K People the rules of China!