"Interesting!

The stunning little saint aunt was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and she was very happy about Lin Yichen's choice, holding her little arms and laughing there.

On the high platform, except for Li Yan, who was still expressionless, the other elders of the outer sect all smiled. Of course, their laughter has no meaning of appreciation, it is all ridicule.

Zhao Wenbo also smiled, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

He was really afraid that Lin Yichen would choose an easy one to deal with, and if he won, it would make him ugly. However, when he heard Lin Yichen say Zhao Wenji's name, he immediately relaxed.

Zhao Wenji's strength, he knows very well, the ninth layer of the True Yuan Realm is cultivated. And the martial arts mastered are varied, as well as the stick technique he personally taught, between the same level, I dare not say that there is no opponent, and few people can match it.

Dealing with a lower-level martial artist is simply as easy as a breeze.

Lin Yichen is your own to drill into a dead end, but you can't complain about me!

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and he smiled coldly, Zhao Wenbo looked at Zhao Wenji in the audience, and asked loudly: "Zhao Wenji, this young man wants to challenge you, do you dare to fight?"

Zhao Wenbo was cunning, and deliberately mixed some meanings of looking down on Zhao Wenji in the questioning, so that Zhao Wenji could answer smoothly.

"Haha-" Zhao Wenji laughed, didn't even look at Lin Yichen, and said confidently, "Why don't you dare? It's just a waste, I can knock it down with one punch!"

As he spoke, he raised his head and walked up to the high platform step by step. He bowed slightly to Zhao Wenbo and several other outer door elders, and then walked to stand in front of Lin Yichen.

With his nostrils facing the sky, he looked at Lin Yichen with his chin.

"Waste, are you challenging me to prove your guts, or is it ignorance?"

"I'm just here to prove that I have the strength to be selected for the Heavenly Wind Academy, and ...... I'm not a waste!" In the face of Zhao Wenji's contempt, Lin Yichen was unwavering and calmly dealt with it.

"Just you, a waste, with thirty points of understanding, cultivating to the ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, and also wanting to be selected for the Heavenly Wind Academy, what a delusion!"

Zhao Wenji sneered and said Lin Yichen's test score in public.

"Appeal ——!"

Under the high stage, there was a very cooperative boo.

With this test result, it would be good to be ranked outside the 30,000 people! There is also a face on the stage, and the challenge is impossible! It's just a shameless challenge!

"It's useless to talk too much, let's judge heroes by victory or defeat!"

Lin Yichen said a word, put on a posture, it is useless to say anything at the moment, only by defeating Zhao Wenji can he have the right to speak.

"Waste, don't worry!" Zhao Wen stood proudly, looked around and said, "There is a huge disparity between you and my cultivation, if I kill you with a light punch, wouldn't I be a casual murderer." Let's talk about it first, there are no complaints about life and death, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare, as long as you don't regret it for a while!"

Lin Yichen was awe-inspiring, Zhao Wenji was murderous, and he was ready to take the opportunity to kill him, so he said it in advance.

Zhao Wenji turned to Zhao Wenbo, Li Yan and other outer door elders, and said with his fists clenched: "Elders, is this possible?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Wenbo nodded immediately, he naturally understood what Zhao Wenji meant.

The other six male elders also nodded one after another, it is not a pity for a waste to die, and if he dies, he will die, just to establish the majesty of Tianfeng Academy. The first place they chose is not something that anyone can challenge casually.

Li Yan's face was cold, as usual, with a pair of black eyes, looking ahead, I don't know whether to look at Zhao Wenji or Lin Yichen.

After getting the will of the elders, Zhao Wenji was already relieved, but in order to appear more fair, he turned to everyone in the audience and said loudly: "Please testify for me!"

"Good!"

Everyone in the audience replied in unison, taking the opportunity to pat Zhao Wenji's ass.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you can rest assured to do it boldly! Just let us see your ability!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't be soft-hearted, one punch ended up in this waste, I've really seen enough of his pretentious ugly face!"

"Okay, everybody!"

Hearing that everyone supported him, Zhao Wenji smiled proudly, and then turned to Lin Yichen.

"Waste, I'm going to do it, I'll give you another ten seconds, and if you have any last words, say it quickly!"

"If you still want to show off, show off as soon as possible, otherwise you won't have a chance in the back!" Lin Yichen's face was calm, and he was ready to fight, "If not, don't waste time!"

"Okay! Since you are in such a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you! Watch me send you to the west with one punch!"

Zhao Wenji regarded himself as the top champion, how could he allow Lin Yichen to scold him like this, the fire in his heart burned, his hands were clenched, and he stepped into a fist.

The power of the golden yuan was suddenly released, and the two fists, the golden yuan power lingered, as if it was plated with a layer of gold.

The Yuan Force cultivated by Zhao Wenji is a metallic Yuan Force, and it looks good when it is displayed, which immediately arouses the admiration of the audience.

Hearing the admiration, Zhao Wen was extremely proud, in the attribute test, his score was more than seventy points for metallic, and his attribute was quite pure.

Between the pride, "Chi Yuan Jue" ran rapidly, urging more yuan power, lingering on the fists, making the two fists shine even more golden.

The power of the ninth layer of the True Yuan Realm was all urged, and he wanted to blast Lin Yichen away with one punch and establish his first place, inviolable majesty.

The golden fist rolled, making a rumbling sound, as if a piece of melted gold was rolling in, the golden light was dazzling, and the power was powerful.

"What a punch!"

All the martial artists below the ninth layer of the True Yuan Realm in the audience were secretly frightened, thinking that when they encountered this punch, they would definitely be powerless to resist, even if they didn't die, they would have to break a few ribs.

"What a pity for this shit......"

In the golden light, Lin Yichen looked so weak that he was simply vulnerable.

Many martial artists had a trace of compassion, and some couldn't bear to see Lin Yichen being beaten away with a punch.

If you want to blame, you can only blame this waste young master for succeeding!

Seeing that in the face of Zhao Wen's extremely strong and unrivaled attack, Lin Yichen remained motionless, and everyone secretly sighed that if they didn't have the ability, they wouldn't go up to challenge. Now, I don't even have the strength to dodge, I'm really weak!

Poor waste, wretched waste! deserves to be killed!

The mood of the crowd soon changed from pity to disgust.

I think that a brainless young man like Lin Yichen deserves such an ending!

Suddenly, the stunned young man moved.

Just when everyone thought that he would stand still and bear the champion Lang Zhao Wenji's punch and flew off the high platform, the young man with a slightly thin body moved.

Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit.

It was as if there was a hidden powerful force that suddenly bloomed.

The footsteps are stepped out, and the fists are punched.

Simple movements, but full of explosive power.

On the clenched fist, a golden light bloomed in an instant, as if a small sun jumped out of the horizon and shot out ten thousand golden rays.

It is also a golden Yuan force, Lin Yichen's fist is not weaker than Zhao Wenji's fist at all, and it is even brighter and more dazzling.

"What's going on?"

The level of cultivation in the True Yuan Realm, one of the simplest and most direct criteria, is to look at the intensity of the Yuan Force that lingers in the hands of the martial artist when he performs martial arts.

At this moment, the spiritual power lingering in Lin Yichen's fist was no weaker than Zhao Wenji's.

In other words, Lin Yichen's cultivation realm is on par with Zhao Wenji!