Although Kudu Zen Master is old, he is not stupid, he heard Yuan Yangzi intercede for Zhang Zichen, and couldn't help laughing: "Yuan Yangzi, this disciple, everyone must have been observing for a long time, as soon as he comes to power, people will call him a waste." We don't know the inside story, but can we let him and Zen do it?"

Yuan Yangzi shook his head and said, "I don't know if he can do it, but for the sake of his very sincerity, how about Kudu Zen Master and let him have a fight with Zen Xin?"

After thinking about it, Yuan Yangzi used a radical method and said, "Could it be that the little monk with a Zen heart is afraid of being defeated by this waste?"

"Hahaha!" "Kudu Zen Master laughed, "Yuan Yangzi, we have known each other for more than a thousand years, and you actually used the radical method on me. ”

Then, Kudu Zen Master said to Zen Xin in the ring: "Okay! Zen Heart, you can have a good time with this Zhang Zichen." ”

The Zen heart is still small, and everything is strictly obeyed by the teacher's orders.

Zhang Zichen saw that Zen Xin was willing to fight with him, so he didn't say a word and came to the opposite side of Zen Xin.

"Since Senior Brother Zhang insists on fighting with me, then I will teach you two tricks!" It seems that geniuses have the arrogance of geniuses, even monks.

"Senior Brother Zen Heart, please!"

Although the little monk Zen Xin is only thirteen years old and much younger than Zhang Zichen, he has joined Abbot Xiandao since he was a child, and he has been cultivating almost since he was born.

Therefore, it is not wrong for Zen Xin to call Zhang Zichen a junior brother, and Zhang Zichen to call Zen Xin a senior brother.

Looking at Zen Xin, Zhang Zichen took a deep breath and said secretly in his heart: "I hope that if I fight with him, I can comprehend the way of heaven from it, so that I can cultivate and improve." ”

Being able to comprehend in the fight and make cultivation progress is Zhang Zichen's only wish.

Seeing Zhang Zichen and the little Zen monk standing face to face, the more than 40,000 disciples of Penglai Immortal Island sneered one by one, as if they wanted to watch how Zhang Zichen was beaten down, and then everyone shouted together: "Zhang Zichen is a waste!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, please first!"

Zen Xin was full of confidence and thought that Zhang Zichen must not be his opponent, so he decided to brake quietly and slightly instruct Zhang Zichen a few moves, which would be regarded as completing the task.

Although Zen Xin is still only a thirteen-year-old little monk, his Taoism is profound, not only has one of the nine secret statues of antiquity, but even has four primordial gods.

In Zhang Zichen's view, Zen is a strong man, and in the face of the strong, Zhang Zichen must take the lead.

Airplanes!

Zhang Zichen pulled out the spirit sword on his back, the spirit sword emitted white light, Zhang Zichen poured the true yuan into the sword body, and the spirit sword immediately buzzed and trembled.

Kill!

Zhang Zichen roared in his heart, and the whole turned into a white shadow and rushed towards Zen Xin.

"Huh!?"

Zen Xin called softly, quite surprised, as if frightened by Zhang Zichen's speed.

Because the next moment, Zhang Zichen had already appeared behind him.

Shout!

A sword slashed down from Zen Xin's back, Zen Xin had to dodge, because of his carelessness, he had too little time to dodge, and finally came to the posture of a puppy rolling, and rolled forward a few times, only to avoid Zhang Zichen's blow.

Zhang Zichen didn't chase either, and after Zen Xin stood firm, he smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zen Xin, were you careless just now?"

Zen Xin frowned and said, "They all say that you are a waste, but I don't believe it anymore, you have only been cultivating for five years, and you can have the power to knock me out of place, you ...... It's much stronger than that Huangfu Qi!"

Under the ring, tens of thousands of spectators were so surprised when they heard Zen Xin's words.

Zen Xin just said that Zhang Zichen's strength is much stronger than that of Huangfu Qi? What does this mean?

But soon, Zen Xin explained: "The so-called genius Emperor Fuqi just now, even Cangyi can't defeat him, he is still too weak in my eyes, I think, he can't bring me close to my body at all......"

But before Zen Xin finished speaking, a voice came instantly: "Little monk, what are you talking about!?"

The owner of this voice was very angry, he did not hesitate at all, and before everyone had time to stop him, Huang Fuqi had already flown into the ring, looking for Zen to justify.

"Huang Fuqi?" Zen Xin was stunned, "What are you doing here?" didn't you see me and Zhang Zichen competing?"

"Zen Xin, what do you say I am doing? I listened to the conversation with this waste just now, my talent is recognized by the real person in charge and the island masters, I can't be worse than this waste!" Huang Fuqi was full of joy and pointed to Zhang Zichen who was opposite.

"It turned out that I didn't accept what I said. Zen Xin sneered, "Huang Fuqi, don't call it a mouthful, saying that Senior Brother Zhang is a waste, I think he is much more powerful than you, so if you call him a waste, then you are even more waste!"

"You!" Huang Fuqi drew his sword and aimed it at Zen Xin, if it wasn't for the simple Zen heart to defeat Duanmu Xue with his own eyes, I'm afraid he would have already fought with Zen Xin to the death.

Huang Fuqi is a genius, a recognized genius! No one can deny it!

His self-esteem is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people, so Huangfu hated Zen's words, so he gradually pointed this hatred at Zhang Zichen on the side.

"Zhang Zichen, since the Zen Heart Monk said that you are better than me, then we might as well have a competition?" Huang Fuqi gritted his teeth, wanting to prove himself.

However, Zhang Zichen shook his head and said: "Huang Fuqi, I have no grievances with you, I don't want to do these unnecessary struggles with you, you go down now, after I have a competition with Senior Brother Zen Xin, we will slowly solve it, how about it?"

In fact, Zhang Zichen had long seen that Huang Fuqi was not his opponent at all.

And this time, Zhang Zichen is to be able to seek a breakthrough in the competition with Zen Xin, and he doesn't want to waste time on Huang Fuqi.

But this Huang Fuqi didn't give up: "Zhang Zichen, you have to fight with me! And it's at this time, now!"

Zhang Zichen was a little embarrassed.

But at this moment, the audience of more than 40,000 people, as if they had discussed, suddenly shouted in unison: "Decisive battle! decisive battle!"

Everyone wants to see geniuses and wastes fighting, and even more hope to see wastes defeated by geniuses, because in this way, it can be more refreshing and exciting.

"Hehe! Zen Xin took a few steps back and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, since Huang Fuqi wants to humiliate himself, why don't you fulfill him?"

"Then ...... we," Zhang Zichen asked.

"After you finish dealing with Huang Fuqi, I'm fighting you seriously. Zen said with a smile.

Listening, Huang Fuqi glared at Zen Xin, and Zhang Zichen said helplessly: "Okay!"

As soon as this good word came out, the spirit sword in Huang Fuqi's hand turned into a long rainbow and flew towards Zhang Zichen.

This sword will definitely stab Zhang Zichen to death!

Three years ago, Zhang Zichen not only ruined the good things between him and Ding Yao, but also blamed him for a broken sword.

This sword must kill Zhang Zichen.