The news of the miscellaneous disciples' competition with the top ten martial arts of the outer sect quickly spread throughout the martial arts. Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for Wubi to have such a situation. Although the status of the miscellaneous disciple is humble in the martial arts, it is impossible for him to compete with the outer disciples. Even if it is a martial arts competition with the outer disciples, it is impossible for the inner disciples to rank in the top ten.

There are too many levels of difference between the two. One is just a small martial artist in the realm of quenching the body, and the outer disciples can enter the top ten, naturally they are all in the aura realm. In the battle between the same Spiritual Qi Realm and the Quenching Body Realm, it is natural that the miscellaneous disciples were defeated in the hands of the outer disciples.

Around the No. 7 and Twenty-second Martial Fighting Platforms, there were already onlookers of martial arts disciples. There were already disciples who liked gambling to place bets here, but the bet was not gold and silver, but the elixir refined from heaven and earth. Wang Xing's odds with Zhang Zhen were a one-to-three pill bet, and when the battle was approaching, it directly became one-to-ten.

If Wang Xing wins, then the warriors who bet on it can get ten pills. This is obviously attracting some speculative warriors. The opening of the bet attracted quite a lot of martial artists to watch the battle, and most of the martial artists bought the inner disciple Zhang Zhen to win. After all, there's no suspense about it.

Li Qiang, Wang Lu and other miscellaneous disciples came to place a bet, and one of them bought a bet on Wang Xingsheng. Although most people really want to buy Zhang Zhen Shengli in their hearts, they can win some pills to quench their bodies.

"Although the final result is also defeat, I hope to use this method to cheer for Brother Wang!" Wang Lu said loudly to the miscellaneous disciples.

Noon had arrived, and the two sides appeared in front of the Wubi stage. Zhang Zhen is quite popular among the outer disciples, and most of the disciples around Wubitai are his backups. One after another, the sound broke through the nine heavens.

"Teach these miscellaneous disciples who don't know the height of the sky!"

"Deal with him easily!" and so on.

Tang Ling'er and several disciples of the Tang clan appeared in front of the competition table to place bets.

"I'll buy Wang Xingsheng, a thousand!" Tang Ling'er said with a smile to the martial artists who placed bets.

When the warriors heard this, they were slightly stunned and looked at Tang Ling'er blankly. This girl is known to everyone in the Wang family's martial arts, and she dares to buy a thousand notes. What is a thousand bets, if Wang Xing loses, the loss is a full thousand pills. These people secretly rejoiced in their hearts, it was absolutely impossible for a miscellaneous disciple to win the inner disciple, let alone that this inner disciple was still in the top ten seats.

"Okay. Miss Tang buys a thousand Wangxing wins. You have to think about it, if this kid goes against the sky, it will be a full ten times the odds! Ten pills will pay a hundred, and one realm of pills is enough!" The disciple in charge of the casino shouted loudly. As long as Zhang Zhen wins, then all these bets on the pills will be theirs.

Sure enough, under his loud publicity, dozens of disciples bet on Wang Xingsheng. These disciples were just bored, betting on pills to play around, and they never thought that a miscellaneous disciple would be able to win the inner disciples. This is obviously not going to happen. Except for the iron pillar and other people from the handyman who really want Wang Xing to win, but hope is just hope. After all, this Zhang Zhen's cultivation realm is too high. Wang Xing is just a miscellaneous disciple who has just started for less than a year, and the chance of winning can be said to be almost non-existent.

The miscellaneous disciples looked at Wang Xing and Zhang Zhen on the competition platform one by one.

Zhang Zhen smiled coldly, pointed at Wang Xing, and said, "Boy, you seem to be called Wang Xing." To tell you a secret, if both sides of the fight die on this fighting platform, they will not have any responsibility. However, it can be regarded as a small miscellaneous disciple of yours, and your status in the sect is already low. Even if I die on this ring, no one will say anything about me. ”

Wang Xing's face was indifferent, and he said calmly: "These words, I should say them to you." The hatred in the Ghost Valley that day, you and I should settle the liquidation today!"

"Hahaha......" Zhang Zhen laughed loudly, laughed for a long time, and then said: "Just by virtue of you, a little miscellaneous disciple, dare to speak so loudly?

"Alright, salute the two sides, the battle is ready to begin!" the old man in charge came to the two of them and said slowly.

The two saluted, and the old man rang the gong a few times. Before the gong fell, Zhang Zhen waved his cuffs in vain, and purple mist erupted from the cuffs.

"What a despicable villain!" Wang Xing's voice appeared behind Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen was shocked, just now it was clear that this kid was still in front of him, why did he come behind him in an instant. Turning around, his right hand was opened in vain, and a dozen swishing sounds broke the air. Short black arrows were speeding towards Wang Xing. The speed of Wang Xing, who cultivated the Heavenly Divine Step, was so fast that it was unimaginable that he could clearly see the direction in which these broken arrows were shot. I saw him wave his hand gently, and these short arrows fell to the ground one by one. The front of the short arrow is stained with an emerald green liquid. These liquids are the poison of the green dart frog, and the poisoned person will die of poison if he does not detoxify it within a stick of incense.

"It's all blocked!This kid is so fast!" Zhang Zhen looked at the young man in front of him. His first two moves are highly poisonous, poisonous gas and poisonous arrows, and any one of them can easily take this kid's life. Now, however, it seems that this is not working. This kid's speed is too fast, even faster than that of his aura realm. It seems to be a very delicate step. In that case, he was sealed as a standing point. Thinking of this, he stretched out his right hand towards the ground around him, and gray dust flew out of his cuffs and landed on the ground on the martial arts platform. It is in stark contrast to the white jade-like Wubitai.

"This is the Desperate Soil!" some of the surrounding disciples recognized the flying dust. This flying dust looks like dust, but as long as ordinary people step on it, they will die. Hearing this, the surrounding disciples took a few steps back one by one, they didn't want to be touched by this thing.

"Hmph, aren't you fast? Now, let me see what else you can do?" Zhang Zhen said coldly. With these desperate soils, this kid's steps have no force point, and his steps are blocked.

Wang Xing glanced at it indifferently, and said, "You are really painstaking! Since you can't touch it, I won't touch it!" After speaking, with a snort, his figure rushed towards Zhang Zhen. At a distance of more than ten zhang, his body used the rebound force, a foot away from the ground, and his right fist was charged and slammed into Zhang Zhen's body.

Zhang Zhen also reacted quickly, and when he saw that he didn't have time to dodge, he immediately blocked his arms in front of him to block Wang Xing's boxing.

Zhang Zhen snorted in his mouth, his body fell a foot away, raised his body, and looked blankly at the young man not far away. The power of the blow just now was far stronger than him. A kid in the realm of a small quenching body has such a strong strength. If it weren't for the aura guarding his arms, maybe under this punch, his life would have been lost. Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! In just over two months, I haven't seen this kid so strong! Not only him, but all the disciples around him looked at Wubitai in disbelief.

This miscellaneous disciple was only faster than Zhang Zhen, although he had never seen the ordinary blow just now. This punch can knock Zhang Zhen to the ground, and it is conceivable that the power is above Zhang Zhen. Zhang Zhen, a martial artist in the top ten of the Spiritual Qi Realm Double Heaven with the top ten disciples of the outer sect, was finally defeated at the hands of a miscellaneous disciple.

"This punch is for the revenge of the day!" Wang Xing walked in front of Zhang Zhen step by step and raised his right fist high.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhen hurriedly fell to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Spare your life!" As he spoke, the cuff of his right hand was raised unnaturally, aiming at Wang Xing.

Wang Xing saw this small movement, and his right foot stepped heavily on his wrist, and a crisp cracking sound of bones sounded. Zhang Zhen let out a terrible scream.

Two small needles fell out of the cuffs on Zhang Zhen's wrists. On the tip of the thin needle, there was a strange light. This is Zhang Zhen's unique secret weapon, the shadow needle. This shadow needle came and went without a trace, and it was one of his strongest killing moves. I didn't expect to be seen through by this kid.

Wang Xing turned his head and looked at the examiner in charge in the distance, waiting for his final announcement.

Zhang Zhen, who looked unwilling, picked up the shadow needle on the ground and shot it towards Wang Xing's back.

With two swishs, the shadow needle drilled into Zhang Zhen's chest. A trace of coldness spread from his chest, and the poison in it was rapidly eroding his body.

"Why, why, so?" Zhang Zhen opened his mouth wide, his mouth was purple and black because of the poison.

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself!" Wang Xing left such a sentence, jumped off the competition platform, and left the martial arts disciples who had not yet reacted from the competition just now.

"Winner! Miscellaneous Disciple Wang Xing!" the examiner announced loudly. Looking at Wang Xing's back, the examiner secretly said in his heart: "This miscellaneous disciple, when he fought just now, he didn't use half of his strength. A small miscellaneous disciple actually has such cultivation, judging from the fluctuations of the aura surging on his body, the realm is at least above the five heavens of the aura realm. This matter should be reported to the elders quickly!"

Li Qiang, Wang Lu and other disciples from the miscellaneous courtyard cheered loudly. They didn't expect that the final result would be Wang Xing's victory.

"That's it, Brother Wang will definitely win! Great! Great!" Miscellaneous junior brother, Wang Lu put his arms around Li Qiang and kept shaking.

Tang Ling'er came to the several martial arts disciples who placed bets with his hands behind his back, and looked at a few people with a smile on his face.

The pills that these people have to pay are nearly 10,000! The pills they have accumulated over the years have all lost in this competition!