At the moment, Wang Zhu, who was squinting not far away, said lightly: "You are not worthy of being my opponent!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhu raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly without being angry, and said, "Your strength is only barely able to rank on the 'Grandmaster List', but you are still far from the real Grandmaster!"

What is a Grandmaster?

As the name suggests, it is to start a mountain and establish a sect to recruit disciples.

First of all, you must reach a certain height in strength, and secondly, you must have a unique insight into the comprehension of martial arts.

Although most of the grandmasters are elderly, young people are also not unavoidable.

In the end, it has nothing to do with age.

It is a great honor to be on the "Grandmaster List".

"Hmph, it's more than enough to beat you!"

Cui Yang snorted coldly, his face was pale, and he immediately stepped out, and the martial arts will of his body came out of his body, like a fierce tiger, and he pounced towards Wang Zhu with his teeth and claws.

Before making a move, he made a move and gained the upper hand with momentum.

Wang Zhu's face was solemn and he didn't dare to be careless, the true yuan in his body was running wildly, and the strong martial will swept out like a whirlwind, and the nunchucks in his hand were directly stunned, and then the fierce tiger was scattered.

"Drink!"

Cui Yang raised his eyebrows, ran quickly, and slapped three palms in a row on the way to the person.

The first palm was as fast as the wind.

The extreme compression of the second palm is bland and waveless, but the power contained is terrifying.

The third palm is unpredictable, like a shadow.

Although the three palms are cast by the same person, the style power is completely different, as if it was performed by three people, and the most powerful thing is that these three palms cooperate with each other, each other is horns, and they can attack and retreat.

As soon as the master made a move, he knew if there was one, not only the disciples of the genius Globe Palace in Zhongzhou, but even the many elders on the rostrum were bright-eyed.

"Although this Cui Yang has a poor temperament, his cultivation talent is good, and this time he will cultivate Suifeng Palm to the extent that he can do whatever he wants, adding a bit of power!"

Elder Xie couldn't help but say, but he was still shaking his head in his heart, his heart was a little worse, which would directly affect his future achievements.

Lin Tang also nodded, and said without concealment: "The heart can be tempered, and if you can get the right guidance, your achievements are also limitless!"

In his opinion, it is natural for a perfect person to become a strong person, but the probability of ordinary people or even flawed people becoming strong is not small.

It's too early to say anything.

Elder Zeng and the others from Zhongzhou were full of disdain, what kind of genius they hadn't seen in Zhongzhou, there was nothing to make a fuss about!

Anyway, it is definitely possible to humiliate the Globe Palace today.

Facing Cui Yang's ferocious serial attack, Wang Zhu first took a few steps back, and the nunchucks in his hand swung continuously.

The thick stick compresses and dents the space.

Flashed quickly, and rushed straight up.

Bang bang!

It was completely hard-hitting, but the final result was that Wang Zhu was shocked away, even if he retreated before and after, he was still at an absolute disadvantage.

"Yes, but I underestimated you, take me again!"

Cui Yang was unforgiving, and once again he shot out with three palms, unlike before, this time the style of the three palms was in a different order, and the others were the same.

In a nutshell, it is three different styles of palm wind switching back and forth.

The power is not to mention, but it is difficult to guard against the changes.

Sure enough, Wang Zhu coped with it very hard, gradually falling behind, and the strength of the counterattack became weaker and weaker, and was finally slapped down by Cui Yang.

"Anyone else come up!"

Cui Yang's eyes swept in the direction of Zhongzhou and said loudly.

easily defeated Wang Zhu, and he swelled even more.

On the side of the Zhongzhou camp, although there are many masters, there are only three or four people who can make him look at them.

Just defeat these three or four people.

He will be able to show off his limelight today, and he will be proud.

At this time, the disciples of the Global Palace applauded loudly and cheered for Cui Yang, which made Cui Yang even more proud.

The next moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded.

From the Zhongzhou camp came a man, thin and straight, holding a short knife in his hand, which was narrow and curved like a crescent moon, emitting a cold light.

"Oh my God, this is Zhu Feng, he is well-known in Zhongzhou, and he is also a master of the "Grandmaster List", although he is ranked low, but he should not be underestimated, he is definitely a strong opponent!"

"Zhu Feng is known as the "wind knife", its knife is like the wind and the wind has no roots, and it can't be close to it, otherwise it will be difficult to win!"

Some of the disciples in the Globe Palace who knew about it changed their faces slightly, whispering, and their eyes were a little frightened.

And the disciples of the Zhongzhou camp smiled slightly, for them, this victory and defeat have been divided, and Zhu Feng is one of the several masters from Zhongzhou this time.

It's the finale.

"Hmph, you are ranked higher than me on the "Grandmaster List", and I will defeat you today!"

Cui Yang's face was full of fighting intent, he was ranked seventy-seven in the "Grandmaster List", and Zhu Feng was sixty-nine pressing him, so he was naturally unconvinced.

If you want to be on the "Grandmaster List", it's very simple, just beat the people on the list.

Zhu Feng defeated a finalist and successfully squeezed in.

Don't look at the bottom of the rankings, but you must know that the "Grandmaster List" includes thousands of grandmasters, but only ninety-nine can be ranked.

The gold content can be imagined.

To put it simply, there are many people on the "Grandmaster List", but only ninety-nine people are ranked.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, take it!"

Zhu Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and before his words fell, an arrow step approached Cui Yang.

The dagger flickered and slashed down rapidly.

Fast as a flood, fast as the wind.

Thirty-six slashes were made in an instant.

And because of the excessive speed, the thirty-six knives were connected together, forming a knife cover.

In an instant, Cui Yang felt a chill all over his body.

Don't dare to be careless, and shoot three palms in a row.

Hit it straight up.

Make a snorting sound.

The palm wind shattered, and the sword qi collapsed.

No one took advantage.

But the situation was not favorable to Cui Yang, because Zhu Feng had already seized the time to quickly approach Cui Yang within one meter at this time.

The short knife flickered, and the short knife swung wildly.

The knife qi quickly cuts the space to pieces.

Cui Yang's complexion changed greatly, he knew that it was bad, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, otherwise he would be more auspicious.

But if he could get rid of Zhu Feng's imminence so easily, then he would not be able to be on the "Grandmaster List", so Cui Yang was attacked several times in a row, embarrassed and in danger.

Not yet got rid of.

Immediately gritted his teeth, frantically stirred the true yuan in his body, and slapped seven palms in a row, because he knew that he would not be able to support Zhu Feng's stormy attack for long.

So while you still have the strength to fight now, let's fight.

"Humph!"

Zhu Feng snorted coldly, his body flickered and circled around Cui Yang, seized the opportunity, grabbed the gap, and slashed into it with a short knife.

Suddenly blood splattered!

(End of chapter)