Chapter Eighty-Eight: Still Human?

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From Huang Zhao's sacrifice of the rock cover, to the announcement of the start of the battle by the elders of the Yanwutang, to the puffs of smoke that Luo Chuan lifted on the stage, the interval between before and after was less than ten breaths.

Ten breaths ago, the fifty outer disciples who had been assigned to the second group had just stepped on the stage, and they were still looking at each other.

Ten breaths later, the onlookers in the audience could no longer see the battle on the stage, and no one knew what was going on.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy muffled sound exploded, and two figures flew upside down from the martial arts stage, falling to the ground extremely miserable, with a mouth full of blood.

But the eyes of the two did not show the slightest shock, or fear, or pain, but were at a loss.

The two arbitration elders were undoubtedly the fastest among all of them, and at the same time that the two of them landed, they had already set off bursts of apricot yellow starlight, although they did not disperse the dense fog on the stage, but at the same time, a clear light flashed in their eyes, taking in everything that happened on the stage.

At a glance, the two elders gasped in unison, and their faces were shocked.

I saw that on the martial arts stage in the thick fog, there was a rapidly moving figure, cruising in the crowd like embroidered butterflies wearing flowers, stretching out his palms from time to time and slapping them on the chests of a group of outer disciples.

Every time the palm fell, a miserable scream rose, and then a figure was knocked off the stage.

Of course, the person who shot was Luo Chuan, it seemed that he was not affected by the dense fog around him, every movement could accurately avoid the attacks of others, and every punch would never miss, but after a few breaths, there were already more than 20 people who were knocked down by him!

The other surviving outer disciples on the stage had obviously reacted, but they couldn't see it, not knowing where the enemy was coming from or where they would appear next time.

So everyone subconsciously raised the long sword in their hands and frantically launched an attack in all directions.

In this regard, Luo Chuan did not seem to panic, and did not let these people kill each other, but carried out the plan he made with great determination and precision.

Under his feet is the basic body technique of Ling Jian Sect, the mayfly step, and what he uses in his hand is the basic martial art of Ling Jian Sect, Tongbei Fist.

Luo Chuan didn't even have a sword, let alone use a sword technique.

From the beginning to the end, he only used a bottle of the night mist that he had concocted, which temporarily turned everyone into blind, and other than that, he didn't even take half a pill.

But the record created by Luo Chuan is enough to make everyone staggered!

Another ten breaths of time passed, and the number of outer disciples who fell under the stage of the martial arts surged to forty-six.

And Luo Chuan continues.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Smack!"

……

The muffled sound of all kinds of fists to the flesh was endless, like clusters of fireworks exploding in mid-air, and like hail suddenly falling from the sky.

It's just that the last thing that fell under everyone's feet was not the ice mound, but one living person after another.

For the two Yanwutang elders who could see the real-time battle situation clearly, the shock in their eyes was even deeper.

In their eyes, Luo Chuan at this time seemed to have incarnated into a humanoid tyrannosaurus, or an unstoppable chariot, which could crush all living beings everywhere he went, and none of them survived.

"It is impossible for an ordinary Tongbei Fist to have such great power......! Unless ......"

"Unless it's this son's physical strength that has reached an extremely terrifying realm!"

The two elders glanced at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes, and then the two of them turned their heads in unison and looked at the three floors of the viewing platform.

Obviously, the situation in this battle is so rare that even the two of them don't know whether to stop Luo Chuan, or whether Luo Chuan's way of winning is effective.

So they were asking the Elders.

But he didn't know that at this time, Elder Taishang, Lin Ru, also widened his eyes, and was looking at Luo Chuan on the Western Battle Platform with some disbelief.

Qin Dianzun on the side then sighed with emotion: "Although the strategy of this battle Luo Yaoshi is to win by sneak attacks to avoid being besieged by many people, I have to say that it is really a genius to think of using this method to break the situation!"

After a pause, Qin Jiang said suspiciously: "But isn't your Ling Sword Sect always known for its swordsmanship?

Not to mention Lin Ru this question, even if he invited Sect Master Hu out, he couldn't answer it.

What's more, at this time, even Lin Ru couldn't understand what kind of alchemy technique Luo Chuan was performing!

But at this time, in front of outsiders, Lin Ru naturally couldn't tell the truth, but said vaguely: "Luo Chuan is talented, so naturally he can't use the usual theory, so he is taking the path of refining the body first, and then practicing the sword." ”

"I see. Qin Jiang suddenly realized.

Relatively speaking, on the viewing platform at this time, Lin Ru and Qin Jiang's reactions were relatively calm, but the others were not so calm.

Although Luochuan's dark night fog can block the sight of the powerhouses of the Descending Star Realm, at least the cultivators of the Star Realm who gathered on the viewing platform today have the cultivation of the Star Realm, so why is it difficult to see what is happening on the platform?

It is precisely because of this that people will be even more shocked by Luochuan's strength.

Cai Changyan, the dignified seat of Yanwutang, is a person who has witnessed many miracles created by Luo Chuan, and at this time he still can't help but sigh: "Is this still human......

Seeing this, Su Changjian's eyes lowered, and he gently rubbed the jade spirit ring on his finger, and glanced at Kumahara not far away without a trace.

But what was a little surprising was that the people in the crowd who reacted the most were not the people of Ling Jian Sect.

It was the deputy valley master of the Blood Hell Valley, Lin Feng.

He was the first to stand up from his chair, and he was the first to give out his admiration, and he couldn't help but lick his lips and mutter, "If this son is in my Blood Hell Valley...... If it were in my Bloodhell Valley......"

Everyone can understand the reaction of Deputy Gu Master Lin, after all, Blood Hell Valley is famous in Qingzhou for refining bodies.

Xu Zilin, who was on the side, let out a long laugh, patted Lin Feng's shoulder, and teased, "Brother Lin won't have the idea of wanting to dig up my Ling Sword Sect disciple, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng could only smile awkwardly: "Brother Xu is joking, joking......"

But his eyes were staring at Luo Chuan on the battle platform, and the light in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

As he spoke, the forty-eighth figure finally flew out upside down from the martial arts stage and fell to the ground miserably, and then, Luo Chuan on the stage waved his sleeves, and the smoke gradually dispersed, and at this time, standing beside him, there was only one Huang Zhao who was strictly protected by the rock cover.

At this time, Huang Zhao was a little stupid, he didn't know what was going on before, he only heard a scream coming from the stage, and then there seemed to be a few sounds of gold and stone on the rock cover, and then everything was over.

And he, except for activating the rock cover at the beginning, didn't even move a finger and advanced to the second round.

"Luo ...... Senior Brother Luo......"

Luo Chuan looked at Huang Zhao and nodded, and then bowed his hand to the two Yanwutang elders in the sky.

It was only at this time that the two elders finally got Lin Ru's approval, and immediately announced with complicated faces: "The winners of this game, Luo Chuan and Huang Zhao!"

When the words fell, a group of spectators in the audience expressed their dissatisfaction.

"That's it, what the hell just happened?"

"We didn't see anything! How did Senior Brother Luo win?"

"Is it allowed to use medicine mist to block the battle platform?

It was not only the registered disciples who were watching who spoke, but also many outer disciples who had not yet appeared on the stage, but the people who had been knocked off the battlefield by Luo Chuan one by one all remained silent.

The next moment, Elder Shen, who was standing on the left side of the martial arts stage, shouted, "Noise!"

With this thunderous sound, a majestic momentum at the peak of the Star Washing Realm surged out from Elder Shen's body, overwhelming everyone in the field.

"What the old man said is the final result of this battle, if there is anyone who is not convinced, the old man can argue with you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone didn't dare to speak, after all, everyone knew that Elder Shen had the hottest temper in the entire Yanwu Hall, if he really annoyed him, he would be sent to the torture hall to be whipped, and he would probably even be disqualified from Xiaobi!

On the other side, Luo Chuan bowed slightly to Elder Shen, and then Shi Shiran walked off the stage, as if all this had nothing to do with him, but Huang Zhao seemed a little overwhelmed, and until now he had not taken up the rock cover, and still stood on the stage like a wooden man.

At this moment, a crisp cry sounded not far away.

"The young master is mighty!

At this time, when everything was quiet, so the voice of the red bean was extremely loud, Luo Chuan looked at it with a smile, and saw the little girl happily raising her little arms, puffing out her cheeks to cheer for herself.

So Luo Chuan also waved his arm at the red bean.

At the same time, a group of Baicao Hall disciples led by Xie Changjing also said the famous words of encouragement.

"Baicao Luochuan, domineering and awe-inspiring! majestic, famous rivers and mountains!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire martial arts arena returned to its previous enthusiasm, and the next group of outer disciples competed one after another.

Only at this time, Mo Youxue, who was standing on the first floor of the viewing platform, frowned slightly.

Obviously, as this slogan is spread louder and louder, in the future, maybe everyone will only know that Luo Chuan is a disciple of Baicao Hall, and no one will know that he is from Dongfeng.

Perhaps, this is also part of Luochuan's plan?

Mo Youxue seemed a little hesitant about this, but she still didn't do anything after all, her face quickly returned to normal, and she continued to watch the next competition.

After Luochuan, Han Fu, Wei Yuansen and others also appeared one by one, and these two also advanced to the second round without any suspense.

And Luo Chuan, who was originally interested in the rest of the competitions, didn't know when he started, but he squinted his eyes slightly.

Because he suddenly discovered that his real opponent in this year's winter snow competition was not Han Fu.