Jie Xinghe's nine-section whip was cut to pieces by Zhang Zichen's spirit sword, and the others also took a few steps back, their eyes full of no.

But at this time, Zhang Zichen pinched up a trick, his white spirit sword was re-sheathed, and he was merciful to his subordinates, otherwise Jie Xinghe would definitely be injured today.

Jie Xinghe's face was pale, and at this moment, he had realized the gap between himself and Zhang Zichen.

So, with the extreme reluctance of 40,000 spectators, Jie Xinghe shouted: "I'm defeated!"

"No!!How could it!?How can you throw in the towel!?"

"Jie Xinghe has cultivated for fifteen years, and his cultivation is in the second realm of human immortals, how can he fail!?"

"Fake! Fake! It must be that waste spirit sword is better, the inferior spirit weapon is definitely unfair to the inferior treasure weapon, Jie Xinghe!"

......

But in addition to these bad voices, some people have begun to have doubts.

"Zhang Zichen, what's the matter? Doesn't he say he's a waste? How did he learn the art of controlling the instrument in just five years?"

"Isn't this scientific? It takes seven or eight years for ordinary people to learn the art of controlling instruments, let alone a waste?"

"Can anyone explain the situation?"

......

In short, there are more than 40,000 ideas in more than 40,000 viewers.

Seeing the confusion in their eyes and the disbelief on their faces, Zhang Zichen, who was standing on the stage, smiled and smiled happily.

He finally washed away the grievances of waste for himself, and also won the first glory for Qingmang Island.

Not to mention the more than 40,000 spectators, even Duanmu Batian and other island owners can't believe it, if it weren't for seeing is believing, they would rather believe that pie fell from the sky, and they wouldn't believe that such a thing happened.

A legendary waste, he not only cultivated the art of controlling weapons within five years, but also defeated the second class of human immortals.

How unbelievable this is!

Ying Jingtian, the owner of Tengyun Island, was stunned and said, "Senior Brother Duanmu, this ...... Solved in one move?"

Duanmu Batian stared at Zhang Zichen, didn't speak, and nodded.

Hou Yushu, the owner of Haoyue Island, also didn't believe it: "Senior Brother Duanmu, won't you?

Duanmu Batian shook his head and said, "Do you see that this section of the galaxy is fake? Or is he doing it on purpose?"

Ying Jingtian and Hou Yushu glanced at each other, and seemed to understand something, and the two of them immediately said with pain on their faces: "Our Great Returning Dan has lost like this?

The truth is often cruel, and it is indeed true that this gamble ended with Tong Feiming and Feng Ruolan winning completely.

"This game, Zhang Zichen, win!"

When Sikong Nan announced that Zhang Zichen had won the competition, there were more than 40,000 people in the audience, and no one chose to believe it.

Even Duanmu Xue, Huang Fuqi, Xiong You, Gao Tianyu and others didn't believe that this waste actually won the competition and won a festival galaxy that had been cultivating for more than fifteen years.

However, Zhang Zichen has a chance, and some people may be unhappy, but Duanmu Xue and Ding Yao, and a few others laughed.

After announcing Zhang Zichen's victory, Long Fei and the others jumped higher than anything one by one and laughed happier than anyone else.

Such an extremely contrasting fact seems to have slapped the people of the entire Penglai Immortal Island.

However, many people still believe that Zhang Zichen was able to win the game, mainly because the spirit sword in his hand had the upper hand! The lower grade spirit sword is against the lower grade treasure weapon, and the ghost knows that it is the spirit sword that is more powerful and solid.

But for these people's continued ridicule and continued questions, Zhang Zichen just smiled, if there is a game next, he will definitely let everyone identify him and affirm him!

Zhang Zichen wants to prove to everyone that he is not a waste!

In this ring competition, there are only three people that everyone pays attention to, one is Duanmu Xue, she is going to be the last to compete, and the other is Huang Fuqi, he is a genius disciple second only to Duanmu Xue, and everyone hopes to see his outstanding performance.

There is also Zhang Zichen, everyone hopes to see Zhang Zichen defeated, and once again be crowned with the title of waste.

But a miracle happened, Zhang Zichen won the game.

Then the next few other people's games, it seems that there is no point in watching, and in the next few games, some people don't even know who is playing with whom.

After a while, the first round of 18 players was over, and most of them had not even reacted.

Of course, the most unwilling of them is Huang Fuqi, but he seems to be the happiest.

Because Zhang Zichen can advance and enter the second round, then Huang Fuqi will have a chance to meet him.

And Huang Fuqi, Xiong You, and Gao Tianyu are already secretly discussing, if one of them fights Zhang Zichen, then they are bound to use a killing move to wipe out Zhang Zichen!

But this vicious plan is unknown to no one except the three of them.

Sikong Nan stepped into the ring and announced the nine winners of this round......

During the time when Sikong Nan was speaking, in a few seats above the ring of the martial arts, Miyamoto was really a little impatient.

"Yuan Yangzi, the qualifications of your disciples are indeed not bad, but their Dao moves are nothing more than these. Miyamoto laughed, "I have a good proposal to make the big guy more lively." ”

"Oh, what good advice does Master Miyamoto have?" Motoyoko pretended to be surprised and chuckled softly.

"That's right, this time I'm here from Yingzhou Immortal Island, and I also brought a disciple. Miyamoto smiled and said, "I wonder if he can have a discussion with you disciples?"

Yuan Yangzi was stunned for a moment, and immediately agreed: "Then the relationship is good, what about your disciple?"

Miyamoto nodded slightly, and behind him, a young man dressed in black walked out.

This young man is about twenty years old, but he has an extraordinary bearing, carrying three long swords behind his back, and his whole popularity is magnificent.

He walked up to Yuanyangzi, Kudu Zen Master and Miyamoto, clenched his fists and bent over, extremely polite: "Juniors Taihe Cangyi, I have seen Yuanyangzi's predecessors, and I have seen Kudu Zen Master's predecessors." ”

"Tai and Cangyi?" asked Yuan Yangzi.

"Yes, Yuan Yangzi, this is my new disciple, you can call him Cangyi. Miyamoto smiled, "Cangyi has followed me to practice for eight years, and he is also the most talented disciple in my sect. ”

"Well, this kid has good qualifications. Yuan Yangzi observed that this young man named Cangyi was afraid that among the new disciples present, very few of them would be his opponents.

"Hahaha!" Miyamoto laughed, "I don't know what Kudo Zen Master is?"

"Amitabha!" Then, the old Kudo Zen master only gave Miyamoto four words.

Miyamoto was laughing, but Motoyoko was solemn.

This son has been practicing for eight years, and his skills are profound, and depending on the situation, he is not an ordinary person, and Miyamoto will not let him come out to provoke.

Miyamoto: He wants to give Penglai Xiandao a dismount!

Yuan Yangzi took a deep breath and summoned Sikong Nan back.