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- After receiving the card from Liu Fuyun, Lin Bai took a closer look. The front of the card reads "Eternal Demon Sect, Qing Luo", and the back reads "No. 81".
"Lin Bai, what's your number?"
Just after reading it, Jiang Xuansu turned his head and asked.
"No. 81." Lin Bai replied calmly.
Jiang Xuansu said: "I am number 9."
Meng Qi and Gong Jian also reported their number plates one after another.
Meng Qi is 'No. 18' and Gong Jian is 'No. 27'.
Could it be the number plate, the next thing to do is to wait, staring at Luo Wuling and calling for the number plate.
Standing on the field, Luo Wuling looked around and saw that the disciples of the Xieyue Sect had already handed over the cards, so he said loudly: "The cards in the hands of all the disciples are specially refined by the Xieyue Sect for this martial arts competition. , which is inlaid with a magic circle, and after each round of competition, the font size will be changed randomly."
"Since that's the case, without further ado, let's start the first contest."
"Please hold the warrior with the number '1' hand card, enter the competition!"
Luo Wuling shouted loudly.
There was a brief silence in the martial arts arena, and many warriors were eagerly looking forward to knowing who the "1" hand was.
Not long after, two figures flew out from the east area and landed in the arena.
When they stood still and saw their faces clearly, many people gasped.
"Wan Zizhen!"
"The first person on the last Xieyue Taoist list!"
"The number one card in hand is actually him!"
Recognizing one of the warriors entering the arena, thousands of people gasped.
Dressed in white, personable, handsome, with a fairy-like demeanor, this person is Wan Zizhen!
Even Wan Zi's real opponent didn't seem to expect to meet him in the first round.
"It's really a bad year. I didn't expect to meet you in this round."
Wan Zizhen's opponent is also a young man who looks like he is in his early thirties, with a cold face and sharp eyes. After staring at Wan Zizhen for a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile.
"Song Zhenqin, long time no see."
Wan Zizhen showed a kind smile.
"Don't smile at me with such a smile, I'm scared" Song Zhenqin rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.
At this time, among the warriors watching the battle, someone recognized Wan Zi's real opponent, and immediately exclaimed: "Wan Zi's real opponent turned out to be the genius of Guiyuezong, Song Zhenqin, the last Xieyue Dao Ninth place on the list of gods."
"My mother, is this first contest the top ten powerhouses of the previous Xie Yue Dao God Ranking?"
"I thought whoever met Wan Zi was really going to die, but I didn't expect it to be Song Zhenqin This is so beautiful."
"Song Zhenqin showed his talents in the last session. If it wasn't for bad luck, he wouldn't be ranked ninth. He is definitely a master who has the strength to compete for the top three."
"Come, come, let's watch the market Xie Yuejiao Wan Zizhen duels with Gui Yuezong Song Zhenqin, one loses one, and the bets begin!"
"Hurry up and place a bet, don't think about it, the game will be closed when the two sides fight."
"hurry up¡¡"
The martial arts competition started suddenly, but the gambling houses of the major markets were too busy. When they saw Wan Zizhen and Song Zhenqin appearing on the stage, they couldn't wait to start the market.
The warriors of the various markets shuttled back and forth among the crowd, collected the bets from all the warriors, wrote the list, and sent it to the market.
"Stop talking nonsense, come on."
Song Zhenqin twisted his neck, his cultivation started to work, and a wild force spread out from him.
Wan Zizhen smiled at him, without any earth-shattering momentum, instead, he looked at Song Zhenqin calmly like a literati.
After a while, a storm blew up on the arena.
Following the sound of the wind, Song Zhenqin's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, and even the naked eye couldn't catch up with Song Zhenqin's speed.
It wasn't until there was a loud "bang" that everyone saw clearly that Song Zhenqin had already punched Wan Zizhen in the face.
Wan Zi really didn't make any defenses, just let the punch hit his face, knocking him flying, and fell to the ground a hundred meters away, in an extremely embarrassing situation.
"Hit?"
"Wan Zizhen was hit?"
Wan Zizhen was sent flying with a punch, and everyone exclaimed in surprise.
Some warriors bet on Song Zhen Qin Ying, and seeing this scene, they couldn't help applauding.
That's it?
Wanzi?Stand up from the ground, pat the dust on your body, and still look at Song Zhenqin with a smile on your face: "Song Zhenqin, it seems that you haven't made much progress in the past few years!"
Song Zhenqin shrank his eyes, saw Wan Zizhen's face without any injuries, and felt chills in his heart. He had exhausted all his strength in the punch just now, but he didn't expect that the punch on Wan Zizhen was neither painful nor itchy. Not a single scar remained.
Song Zhenqin is still not weak. The top ten masters of the last Xieyue Daoist list, the genius disciple of Guiyuezong, his punch with all his strength, unless he is a strong person in the realm of Taiyi Daoguo, otherwise, other Warriors in the realm of Dao God dare not resist so forcefully.
Even Lin Zhiwei, who was wearing the armor of the gods, would not dare to easily receive Song Zhenqin's punch!
"You are really getting weirder and weirder!"
Song Zhenqin's face was solemn, he snorted coldly, and used body and boxing techniques to attack Wan Zizhen.
His punches fell on Wan Zizhen like a gust of wind and rain.
Wan Zizhen still didn't have any defenses, and he didn't seem to think about making defenses.
That's it Wan Zi's real physical body is like a ball. He was hit by Song Zhenqin in mid-air, punching to the flesh, full of power
Bang bang bang Every time Wan Zizhen hits a punch, there will be an earth-shattering muffled sound.
It was full of power, as if it was hammering the heavens and the earth.
Wan Zizhen let Song Zhenqin attack fiercely for a quarter of an hour, and he didn't fight back or defend.
A quarter of an hour later, Song Zhenqin fell to the ground panting.
Wan Zizhen's physical body also floated down, standing firmly opposite Song Zhenqin.
Although the stormy offensive just now tore Wan Zizhen's robe, it didn't hurt Wan Zizhen at all, not even a piece of fur.
The body exposed under his tattered clothes is still intact, as white as snow, and there is still a smile on his face that melts the wind and snow.
On the other hand, Song Zhenqin's fierce attack for a quarter of an hour consumed a lot of spiritual power, his face flushed, and he was out of breath. When he looked at Wan Zizhen again, unprecedented fear and fear appeared in his eyes again.
"Do you still want to fight?"
Wan Zizhen asked Song Zhenqin calmly.
When Song Zhenqin heard this, he secretly clenched his fists, feeling unwilling.
Do you still want to fight? Is this a problem?
Continue to fight? But when he stormed for a quarter of an hour, even a mountain had already been smashed to pieces by him, but Wan Zizhen didn't have any injuries, so how could he fight?
Don't fight yet? But giving up just like that, Song Zhenqin felt unwilling!
Song Zhenqin hesitated for a long time, finally restrained his breath, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Forget it, there is no need to fight any more, the offensive just now didn't hurt you, and the subsequent offensive probably won't hurt you too much, if I don't fight, I admit defeat. "
Song Zhenqin had no choice but to admit defeat, only feeling aggrieved in his heart.
If Song Zhenqin was defeated face-to-face by Wan Zi, perhaps Song Zhenqin would feel better.
But Wan Zizhen didn't make a move at all, and resisted his offensive with his body alone, forcing him to admit defeat, because there was no result in the fight.
"Concession."
Wan Zizhen bowed his hands and retreated to the seat of the Evil Moon Sect.
On the seat of the Eternal Demon Sect.
Meng Qi and Gong Jian were so frightened that their eyeballs almost flew out.
"Is this still a human?" Meng Qi asked in disbelief.
"Every punch of Song Zhenqin is comparable to a full-strength blow of the peak of the Taoist realm, and it didn't hurt Wan Zizhen in the slightest?" Gong Jian was also dumbfounded.
Jiang Xuansu asked in surprise: "Lin Bai, can you see the real number of Wan Zi?"
Lin Bai narrowed his eyes: "What a powerful body!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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