readx;? Hearing Ling Zhi's words that were even more arrogant than himself, Zhuang Juzheng didn't have the anger of the original Zhishi, he just turned his head calmly, and looked at Yun Xiangjun, "Fairy Yun, this person, what you just said is true?"

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The Earth Martial Realm ants in front of him, since they can appear in today's hall in a grand manner, he should already know the origin of his identity.

Especially after seeing the means of suppressing Sheng Zhuxin's immobility with his momentum just now, he dared to come out and provoke and mock himself without fear of death, and there were only two conclusions.

First, this person is an idiot, and second, this person is conceited and invincible, and he thinks that he has the natural strength that is not inferior to himself, at least, he thinks that he will not be worse than Shengzhuxin, who is suppressed by himself.

If it is the former, then there is no need to be angry. And if it's the latter, anger is even more useless. For those arrogant people who are above the top and think they are invincible in the world, the only way is to beat him with stronger strength, and beat him until his mother doesn't recognize him.

"This ......"

Yun Xiangjun's expression was stunned, and frankly speaking, she really didn't expect Ling Zhi to come out, and she suddenly came out after knowing that Sheng Zhuxin was suppressed and was in the right position.

However, she was the leader of the faction after all, and she did not immediately say anything to deny it, but turned her eyes to the side of Shui Yueli

As a senior sister, her cultivation is not as good as herself, but she has always had vision. Since Ling Zhi was personally invited back by her, and the victory or defeat of the competition is also related to her future fate, no matter what, Yun Xiangjun wants to hear about Shui Yueli first

Shui Yueli and Yun Xiangjun's eyes met, and they sighed in their hearts. She knew that Ling Zhi was arrogant, but she didn't expect it to be so arrogant that even Emperor Wu's disciples dared to insult her face.

But what can be done?

Now the first day of the sect's high hopes is Shengzhuxin, and she doesn't even dare to let go of a fart under the momentum of others, if she denies Ling Zhi now, is she and the head really going with the junior boy surnamed Zhuang like this?

Making a decision in an instant, Shui Yueli nodded and said lightly: "Yes, Ling Zhi is a registered disciple I accepted, and it is the person who was selected by us to compete with Zhuang Gongzi this time......"

Before he finished speaking, a beam of eyes suddenly hit his face, but it was Yun Xiangjun who couldn't help but glance at him in surprise after hearing Shui Yueli's admission.

Soon, though, she withdrew her gaze again.

There is no need to explain much, because Yun Xiangjun is already a trace of helplessness and bitterness in Shui Yueli's eyes.

Masters?

What exactly are you thinking?

Have you really resigned yourself to your fate?

Or did you really decide to hand over your fate to that so-called Qingzhou Dabi No. 1, a mere martial arts realm kid?

In an instant, all kinds of tastes came to his heart, and Yun Xiangjun also had a thought of breaking the jar, "Yes, it's Ling Zhi, Zhuang Gongzi only needs to beat him......"

"Master!"

Suddenly, Sheng Zhuxin, who hadn't spoken for a long time, stood up from his position, with a touch of determination in his eyes, "This battle, leave it to me......"

After the words fell, he turned his head to Ling Zhi, "Ling Zhi, don't you step back quickly?"

"Hahaha, interesting, really interesting!"

A loud laugh came out of Zhuang Juzheng's mouth, and then he swept towards Sheng Zhuxin and Ling Zhi's faces with interested eyes, "Zhuang Mou, the person who sent him to death, has seen it, but like today, it is the first time that Zhuang Mou has seen it in a hurry to send him to death!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Juzheng stretched out a finger and pointed straight at Sheng Zhuxin's eyebrows, "I have a trace of death in your eyes, I think you have been prepared for the consciousness of death, this is very good, at least it proves that you still have self-knowledge, knowing that if you fight with me, you will die without a place to be buried, but ......"

The words suddenly changed, and turned straight to Ling Zhi, "Before that, I must first clean up a pile of garbage, boy, whether you are the one they have booked to compete with me, just by what you just said, today, if you don't refine your skin and bones, I will write the three words Zhuang Juzheng upside down from now on!"

Ling Zhi picked his ears and grinned, "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Die!"

A note like a rule came out, Zhuang Juzheng didn't talk nonsense anymore, the whole person had already flown up, and raised his hand to blast out a punch towards Ling Zhi.

"It's a fist fighter, it's a coincidence, I'm also used to using fists, so the fists are harder!" Facing Zhuang Juru's punch, Ling Zhi's face did not change at all, and he even teased, and only then did a punch come out.

However, at this moment, Zhuang Juzheng's whole person had already appeared less than half a meter in front of Ling Zhi, as if the distance between the two of them did not exist at all. The other party just took a random step and had already come to him.

At the same moment, a violent fist attacked, and the terrifying and indescribable killing intent almost condensed into substance in this punch.

And this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that with this punch, all the rules in the entire hall, the aura of heaven and earth, seemed to be ingested into his fist, and then transformed into endless killing momentum condensed on that punch, and finally enveloped Ling Zhi fiercely.

The disciple of Emperor Wu is the disciple of Emperor Wu, and he is many times more clever than the martial artist of the wild road who no one has taught. Zhuang Juzheng's punch was not only simple and direct, but even more terrifying was that the killing intent did not spill out.

"It's over!"

Dozens of meters away, a punch blasted out of the heart of Shengzhu, and the heart instantly fell into the bottomless abyss. Such a strong fist, such a deep and clear understanding of the Great Dao, even oneself, and there is no confidence to resist. It's just Ling Zhi of the Earth Martial Realm, so he hasn't been blasted into slag?

"Senior Sister ......"

At the same moment, Yun Xiangjun, who was at the head of the main hall, also changed his face, and subconsciously turned towards Shui Yueli with a pair of hands that were placed in front of him at random, and he didn't know when he had already clenched into a tight fist.

This is not a contest at all, but a massacre, a naked slaughter.

When Xiuwei reached her point, how could she come to Zhuang Juzheng's fist to be terrible? Mo said that Ling Zhi was wrapped in the other party's punch and was unlucky, that is, she was a dignified martial king cultivator, and in the face of such a punch, she must also face it carefully, otherwise she is likely to suffer a little bit of dark injury.

At this moment, Ling Zhi's fist also blasted out.

Compared to Zhuang Juzheng's terrifying punch that condensed the supreme killing power without overflowing, Ling Zhi's fist seemed mediocre.

There is nothing amazing at all, and it is even like a mortal who does not practice martial arts, who was forced to be in a hurry, and smashed a punch in a hurry to protect himself.

Boom...... Boom!

The two fists slammed together in an instant, and a ball of red blood arrows flew out, and Ling Zhi flew straight upside down like a broken kite, and finally landed on the wall of the main hall before slamming to the ground.

The endless fist aura exploded as Ling Zhi flew back, forming terrifying fist wind ripples, making some people who were a little closer subconsciously raise their hands and wave out a wall of vitality to maintain their composure. Sheng Zhuxin flew up directly, and it was only after retreating hundreds of meters away that he completely settled down.

"Unexpectedly, such a waste......"

Sheng Zhuxin, who retreated to the safety zone, couldn't help but shake her head, although she had been blocking Ling Zhi and Zhuang Ju from fighting before, but Zhi was so strong, she still had a little luck in her heart.

But now she found that she was completely tall. Zhuang Juzheng's punch just now, although fierce and irresistible, obviously did not use all his strength, but saved a little temptation.

But with a tentative punch, Ling Zhi was shocked and vomited blood and flew upside down.

So if people use all their strength, Ling Zhi must not be blown into slag?

No matter what others were, Ling Zhi was calm after landing, he even took out a square scarf and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before slowly getting up and walking back to Zhuang Juzheng.

Yes, he was indeed vomited blood by Zhenfei just now, and it seems that he has suffered a big loss. But only he knows that in the eyes of outsiders, Zhuang Juzheng, who did not retreat half a step and blasted him away with one punch, was so seriously injured that he was afraid that he would be ten times better than him.

Because of the knife punch he just made, he broke through all the opponent's fist killing momentum without any fancy, and finally penetrated directly into his body and intestines through fist contact.

Zhuang Juzheng is not not not retreating, but cannot retreat, or dare not retreat. Because in that instant, the most important thing he should have done was not to retreat and unload his strength, but to gather all his vitality to resist the terrifying fist blade that Ling Zhi punched into his body.

However, Ling Zhi still felt a burst of shock.

He surpassed the power of the fourteenth and fifteen dragon elephants, and what he just sent out was a sword fist that condensed the mystery of the sword emperor's killing, and just like that, he was also shocked back by the opponent's body protection and vomited a small mouthful of blood. It can only be said that having a Martial Emperor as a master is indeed a thousand times better than his "wild cultivation".

Even he could be sure that if he changed to any other Heavenly Martial Realm of the Kyushu Continent and met Zhuang Juzheng, there would be no second way to go except death.

"Do you want to continue right away, or stop and wait for you for a while?" Ling Zhi stood in front of the Zhuang Ju and said something in a flat tone that no one could understand.

Zhuang Juzheng waved his hand, "I'm small!"

Ling Zhi patted the dust on his body because of the landing, and said with a smile: "You are already very good, if you change to another person, the punch I just made can at least blow half of his body." ”

"Isn't that good?"

Zhuang Juzheng muttered to himself, as if he was asking Ling Zhi, and as if he was asking himself.

After being silent for a while, he came back to his senses again, but his face no longer had any of the arrogance he had before, instead of a wisp of paleness, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little bitter.

"Your name is Ling Zhi, I'll remember that name, but if you never get out, trust me, it won't be long before you're going to be my defeat!"

When the words fell, he turned around, but he didn't even leave a word of the scene, and jumped out of the main hall, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in a blink of an eye.

"What's going on? It's gone, the competition isn't over yet......" Sheng Zhu's back was disappearing, and his head was full of fog. Also, what did Zhuang Juzheng mean by those words when he was leaving?

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