Chapter 55: Powerful

The Quartet was quiet, and everyone didn't expect that Zhao Xin would win, and he was so domineering, winning this game cleanly.

At the scene, there was a lot of rubble, smoke and dust, and time seemed to have frozen, which looked so shocking.

This Luo Yu is definitely not weak, he is the second strongest person in the outer gate, and he was defeated in less than a moment!

Everyone was unwilling, the goddess in their hearts was defeated, what could they do, the second in the outer gate was not Zhao Xin's opponent, what did they count?

In that place, there was only one young man, standing alone in the field, standing high-spirited, his body was full of aura, and his whole body was covered with blood-colored murderous aura.

This made him look extraordinarily strong, like a ghost god from ancient times, and the audience was shocked by its strength.

In the early days of the Tian Yuan Realm, he could reverse the use of forbidden methods to slash the Tian Yuan Great Perfection, and this kind of anti-heaven combat power has not appeared in many years.

There was silence in all directions, everyone couldn't believe it, this young man was so deeply hidden, was this still the talented Zhao Xin they knew in the past?

The outer disciples present were all stunned, and in less than a month, this Zhao Xin was reborn and jumped to the top of the outer gate.

After the silence, the noise is deafening.

Then there was a heated discussion, especially among the younger generation.

Many people still can't believe it!

Luo Yu's past strength was deeply imprinted in their hearts, and they couldn't believe that this female god of war would be so defeated.

"This Zhao Xin is really a fierce man, I am fortunate to witness his rise today, this person will definitely be famous in the future!"

People gradually accepted the facts, praised Zhao Xin, and recognized him.

"Decisive and domineering, make a move when it's time to make a move, and defeat Senior Sister Luo Yu without any delay, this strength, I'm afraid Senior Brother Mingheng won't be his opponent, he is the real seed player!"

Many people are hotly discussing that it is mainly for foreign disciples.

There was even a girl who covered her chest and cast a loving look at Zhao Xin.

"Zhao Xin, who looks such a resolute young man, is clear and has the charm of the god of war, but he is mistaken for a piece of waste material, and he is always bullied by others, which is so pitiful. ”

"Yes, what about the seventh-class talent, throughout the ages, it is not without examples of the counterattack of the waste body, it is rumored that the four masters who rule the Xianmen now, there are people who are born with seventh-class talents, but they still stand at the top of the world, looking at the universe. ”

I have to say that sometimes a clean and sunny face, resolute eyes, and a resolute and unyielding appearance can easily make people feel good.

Of course, most of the people who have this kind of admiration are special people, mainly young girls.

There are also people who suddenly realize that they are all associated with each other.

"I can understand why Gu Qingzhen treats him differently and refuses the courtesy of so many proud sons of heaven, no wonder Zhao Xin has been targeted by the big names in the Heavenly Palace for so long, and he can still be lively and jumpy, it turns out that he is not a person who belongs to this level in the first place. ”

"Today, we are also fortunate to have seen the rise of a young Tianjiao, who is going against the sky, how many years have not been, which makes people's blood boil!"

"Zhao Xin, he is really an example for us, defeating the strong with the weak, and perseverance. ”

These people seem to have forgotten their previous ridicule of Zhao Xin, this world is more real and naked than in the previous life, and if Zhao Xin wins, then he will be held to the far end.

Because, in all worlds, the winner is king, and the strong are honored!

"I didn't expect Zhao Xin to be so strong, is it the Blood Dragon Nine Kills? It's just a fragment, I didn't expect this son to be able to cultivate it to such a realm, no wonder the young adult would want to recruit him. ”

Xiang Shaoyun was surprised and emotional, and suddenly, he turned his head to look at Feng Ming beside him, and said, "If you fight against Zhao Xin, who will win and who will lose?"

Feng Ming was stunned, and immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If this is his full strength, then I still have a layer of hope to win, but if he still has something to hide, then I will definitely lose." ”

Xiang Shaoyun nodded, looked at the young man standing tall in the field, and said softly: "You are in the same group as him, it seems that the final is not with you." ”

Feng Ming shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "My skills are not as good as others, what else can I do?"

At this time, the sword slave who was not far away had a gloomy face, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes revealing a bloodthirsty and terrifying red glow staring at Zhao Xin, making a strange and ugly sound.

"I will definitely defeat you and regain your freedom!"

He clenched his cold iron sword, cold and ruthless.

On the third floor, Elder Xuan Bin said, "This kid is murderous, and he is a seedling who cultivates the Dao of Shura. ”

"The eyes are clear, the heart is firm, and it is very suitable for the Shura Dao. ”

The ninth elder was very satisfied with Zhao Xin, after all, this kid knew each other and showed mercy to his subordinates.

Soon the second round of the competition was over.

Knock! Knock!

Above the bell tower, the bell rang again, and the third round of competition followed.

Zhao Xin took the stage, his opponent was a thin young man, who was only in the late stage of congenital cultivation, at this moment he was holding the iron sword with both hands, standing on the martial arts arena with a depressed expression, his eyes looked at Zhao Xin with fear, and his body leaned back slightly.

Zhao Xin's expression was indifferent, and the victory or defeat of this game was self-evident.

"I ...... Throw in the towel!"

The competition has not yet begun, and it is convenient for the other party to admit defeat, which is also a matter of course, and the gap in strength between the two sides is too large.

Zhao Xin then passed comfortably in the fourth and fifth rounds, during which he did not meet the top 10 seeded players.

"Zhao Xin!"

Xiang Shaoyun walked not far away, he looked in a bad state, his face was a little pale, blood seeped from his left shoulder, and his hair was messy.

"Brother Shaoyun, you lost, and you were injured!"

Zhao Xin was surprised, Xiang Shaoyun was the fourth in the outer gate, and now it was only five rounds, but then Dao also encountered a dark horse?

He looked quite injured, although he had just met him, he threw an olive branch to Shaoyun and deliberately invited him.

Zhao Xin is still reasonable, and pretended to be concerned: "Are you okay?"

"It's no big deal, when I meet the sword slave, his strength is beyond imagination, I'm not an opponent. ”

Xiang Shaoyun barely squeezed out a few smiles, revealing a little unwillingness.

Then he looked at Zhao Xin and said solemnly: "The sword slave is far stronger than Luo Yu, he has almost stepped into the secret realm of supernatural powers, he can use mana, and his strength is much stronger than the Tianyuan realm!

Zhao Xin nodded, and said lightly: "That sword slave first provoked me, and then hurt you, in the face of this new hatred and old hatred, how can I be a turtle with a shrunken head and give up lightly!"

Xiang Shaoyun's heart warmed, but the more this was the case, the more he had to inform Zhao Xin of the danger of encountering a sword slave.

"Zhao Xin......"

Zhao Xin waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "Brother Shaoyun doesn't need to persuade him anymore, I have made up my mind!"

Xiang Shaoyun didn't say much when he saw Zhao Xin's decisiveness, so as not to be bored, but he was still a little worried, and said softly: "Cultivation is long and long, and it is not a matter of time." ”

Zhao Xin bowed slightly: "I still understand this truth." ”

Seeing that Zhao Xin was not too conceited, Xiang Shaoyun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, bowed to Zhao Xin, and said goodbye to him.

The bell rang soon after, and at this moment the sunset was slowly setting, embedded in the distant mountains and forests, and the evening breeze blew the clothes of the young man on the martial arts field.

Round 6 is about to begin!

The scene is boiling, and the show has just begun!

The players of the sixth round came on the field one after another, and there were only eight players left on the huge school field, all of them had a strong aura, and the weakest ones were all in the Tianyuan Realm.

They are all geniuses who everyone knows and knows everywhere at the outer gate.

If nothing happens, being promoted to an inner disciple is a sure thing.

There are even a few people who can go one step further and become true disciples, and when the time comes, they can climb the ladder of heaven and live in the Chaos Heavenly Palace, standing high above and looking down on all beings.

On the field, Zhao Xin's expression was indifferent, and his opponent was an extremely tough person.

"Fu Jian. ”

Zhao Xin looked at this man, his cultivation was perfect in Tianyuan, and he was ranked third in the outer gate, but this was the ranking a year ago, and now he was enough to win the first place according to his momentum.

In the previous battle, the fifth Fengming of the outer gate was not the enemy of this person.

Undoubtedly, this year's Fu Jian has undergone a terrible transformation.

Fu Jian was also looking at Zhao Xin, in his eyes, this kid kept surprising him again and again, and before a month, he was still weak and weak, and he didn't care about it.

After that, he created miracles one after another, killing his best friend Han Feng, killing Long Jianfei, who was the tenth in the outer gate, and now even Luo Yu is this kid's opponent.

Now, Fu Jian finally regarded Zhao Xin as a big enemy and didn't dare to ignore it, but that's all, he was confident that after this year's special cultivation, he would be invincible if he didn't come out of the secret realm!

Fu Jian slowly spoke, "Zhao Xin, you are very good, assuming that you didn't kill Han Feng and Long Jianfei, presumably we could become close friends." ”

Zhao Xin held a spear in his hand, and he didn't have any interest in Fu Jian's words, this person repeatedly threatened to teach him a lesson, if he didn't teach him a little lesson today, wouldn't any cat or dog be able to provoke him in the future?

That's not the end of it!

The spear was stuck on the ground, he put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "I have never had the word 'hypothetical' in my Zhao Xin's eyes!"

"Hahaha. ”

After Fu Jian heard this, he laughed constantly, "Boy, you are really as arrogant as rumored, could it be that you defeated Senior Sister Luo Yu, and after being praised a few times, you got carried away?

As soon as the words changed, he was full of murderous aura again, and said coldly: "Today, I want you to pay for your blood debt and blood, and sacrifice my friend Han Feng and many fellow disciples who were mutilated by you with your head!"

It pulled out its sword, and the blade was full of brilliance, revealing an astonishing oppressive force.

This is a great treasure.

He was awe-inspiring, occupying the highest place of morality, and said loudly: "I, Fu Jian, didn't want to kill each other with the same sect, but you Zhao Xin are deeply guilty, mutilating fellow disciples, and even cultivating evil skills, devouring the blood of the lives of fellow disciples to cultivate! Such a ruthless and unrighteous one, today, I, Fu Jian, will do the way for heaven and kill you, a brute!"

His voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the audience.

There was an uproar, and some people actually believed his words and glared at Zhao Xin.

"Hmph. ”

Zhao Xin frowned, this big man was thick and fine, before the fight, he wanted to suppress him with words and mess up his position, but unfortunately he miscalculated!

"Fu Jian, you will not achieve anything in this life, because your heart is too small, the means are too inferior, if it is changed to a secular place, you can be called a hero, but in the immortal gate, what evil demons are outside, and the side door is left, it is just a tool in the hands of immortal cultivators!"

Zhao Xin raised his head and glanced at him with contempt, he never showed mercy to the enemy, whether it was in his hands or on his mouth, he saw his expression contemptuous, and said with a mocking face: "So you are a few years older than Ming Heng Luo Yu and them next year, but you always stop at the third place in the outer gate, the reason for this is that your own strength is not enough! Your arrogance is false, and the weakness of your heart is the truth, what is the pursuit of thousands of miles, killing people since childhood, but it is self-deception!"

"Foolish!"

In his previous life, as a general of Zu'an, he was a general who made a chapter, grasped the opponent's psychological weaknesses, and naturally prescribed the right medicine.

A few words are enough to make the opponent doubt his life and make him lose his mind.

Sure enough, this burly man was directly enraged!

Fu Jian was furious, his black hair danced wildly, and shouted: "Boy, I have killed countless people in my life, and I will kill you today!"

There are layers of black qi on the blade, and there is a layer of strong true yuan power on the body, obviously Fu Jian has reached the perfection of Tianyuan, and where the blade goes, a suffocating oppressive force follows.

Zhao Xin's face was pale, he wheeled up his spear and said, "There is a lot of nonsense, are you afraid?"

Fu Jian's face was gloomy as water, he couldn't help it anymore, he took a step forward, the bluestone on the ground cracked, and the black blade in his hand was like a rainbow.

"Kill!"

There was a burst of applause, like earth-shattering thunder.

The knife is rolling, and the killing intent is endless.

"Good time!"

Zhao Xin's fighting spirit was boiling, his black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were sharp, like lightning in the dark, like an arrow from Xuan, he resolutely charged up, the bluestone under his feet cracked inch by inch, and the swords, lights, guns and shadows were constantly intertwined in an instant.

If at the beginning, if it was said that at the beginning of the fight, the offense and defense of the two sides were still two or three breaths at a time, then the speed became faster and faster, becoming one breath, or even a few times a second at this moment.

At such a speed, the eyes of those disciples with lower cultivation could not keep up, and the figures of the two kept changing positions, and the sound of swords intersecting kept ringing.

As he continued to fight, Fu Jian's heart became more and more surprised.

Zhao Xin's cultivation is definitely inferior to him, there is no Tianyuan Realm consummation, but why is the strength of his body bursting out is far superior to him, every time he fights, his tiger's mouth will be shocked and painful, and his whole body will be chaotic.

Fu Jian's face gradually turned pale, his breath was chaotic, but his eyes revealed resoluteness and no retreat.

"Dang!" rang out.

Zhao Xin's spear swept away, pulling away the blade that Fu Jian quickly slashed, and the terrifying strange force shook Fu Jian's blood and qi again, grabbed the gap, and flew out and kicked Fu Jian's body with a sharp kick.

"Boom!"

Huge force, kicking this burly man away.

"Ahem. ”

Fu Jian's throat was sweet, and a stream of blood spilled up his lips and overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to do the right thing for heaven?"

Zhao Xin sneered, his expression extremely cold.

"If you don't have a lot of power, you can win!"

Fu Jian shouted angrily, like a mad beast,

"Let you see my true strength!"

I saw Fu Jian's punch hit his heart, and then a burst of light spread out to the surroundings, a thing similar to a magic circle, engraved in Fu Jian's heart, the next moment Fu Jian's whole face turned red, his body became as hard as steel, wisps, black gas emerged from his body, his eyes turned into a pitch-black quagmire, hollow, just one glance, as if to drag the human soul into hell.

"It appeared, the last time Fu Jian used this unpredictable move, he defeated Feng Ming with one sword!"

The crowd exclaimed.

"Nether Resentment Slash!"

There was a silent roar, and the brilliance of its blade dissipated, turning into a dark abyss.

Before the knife arrived, the wails of countless resentful spirits sounded in Zhao Xin's ears.

"Whew-"

It was pitch black in front of him, and countless resentful spirits descended from the void, making people's scalps tingling and creepy.

Face this knife.

Zhao Xin smiled coldly, "All the bells and whistles!"

"Instant Killing Dafa!"

Zhao Xin drank lowly.

In the next moment, a red thunderbolt rose into the sky, cutting down with great sharpness, the speed was so fast, the shock was so violent, the heaven and the earth resonated.

Fu Jian's expression froze, and he only felt that the true yuan vibrate, the sound waves resonated with heaven and earth, and the ring under him was bumpy, as if an earthquake was coming.

The air flow between heaven and earth fluctuated wildly, and where the red thunder had spoken, a column of tornadoes appeared.

"Instant Killing Dafa! Actually cultivated into the mystery of the Nine Killings of the Blood Dragon! This trick is that the spirit is highly compatible with the flow of heaven and earth, forming an invincible momentum, killing gods when encountering gods, killing ghosts when encountering ghosts, and invincible moves!

At a speed that surpasses the sound several times, or even dozens of times, or a hundred times, it blasts everything. ”

An elder couldn't help but exclaim.

"Boom!"

A red thunderbolt crossed through the darkness, and the aura of the resentful spirit melted quickly like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, and the red light flashed away!

In the next moment, Zhao Xin's figure had already appeared behind Fu Jian.

Fu Jian's eyes were full of incredible feeling, and he turned his head slowly with difficulty, his eyes turned dead gray, with reluctance and remorse.

Burst!

Blood gushed out, the knife in his hand broke, and his heart shattered.

Zhao Xin's spear head was dotted with blood.

"Winner, Zhao Xin!"

A loud voice spread around the arena.