Wu Zhang, nineteen years old this year, has the eightfold strength of the Refining Body Realm, and is the second young master of the powerful martial arts family in the Imperial City.

Ji Tianxing had heard of this person before, and had met him a few times on certain occasions.

But the martial arts family is only a second-rate elite family in the imperial city, and Wu Zhang's talent and qualifications are mediocre, so there is nothing to be desired.

This person couldn't get into Ji Tianxing's eyes at all before, and he ignored him.

But tonight, Wu Zhang humiliated him so much in front of everyone at the Longmen banquet!

Ji Tianxing stood up, walked to the center of the hall with an expressionless face, and turned to look at Wu Zhang.

He didn't speak, but everyone knew that he had the battle!

The empty space in the middle of the hall was originally reserved for young geniuses to compete in martial arts.

Nearly 100 young talents immediately showed excited and excited smiles, looked at Ji Tianxing gloatingly, and laughed and discussed.

Everyone was waiting for him to make a fool of himself in public, wanting to see him beaten down by Wu Zhang, and then thrown out of Qingyun Palace.

That picture must be wonderful!

Ji Hao didn't follow the discussion, but he didn't mean to stand up for Ji Tianxing at all, he just lowered his head and drank silently.

No one saw it, and the corners of his mouth curled upward.

In the midst of everyone's uproar, Wu Zhang rushed towards Ji Tianxing with a sneer on his face.

"Waste, lie down for Lao Tzu!"

When he rushed five steps in front of Ji Tianxing, he suddenly burst into a loud shout, raised his fists and smashed Ji Tianxing's head hard.

Wu Zhang was already burly and majestic, but this blow exploded with all his strength, and his fists contained great power, and he actually made a sound of breaking the air.

He has absolute confidence that he can knock Ji Tianxing down with one move.

However, Ji Tianxing was indifferent, watching him punch with an expressionless face, without the slightest look of fear and solemnity.

It wasn't until Wu Zhang's fists hit Ji Tianxing three inches in front of him that Ji Tianxing counterattacked like lightning.

He was still holding the Blood Dragon Sword in both hands, and he only took half a step back sideways, dodging Wu Zhang's fists.

Just as Wu Chang passed by him, he suddenly raised his right leg and kicked Wu Zhang's waist fiercely.

"Bang!"

In the muffled sound, Wu Zhang was directly kicked out by Ji Tianxing, crossed an arc in the air, and then fell heavily on the open space two feet away.

Wu Zhang was like a heavy bull, slamming on the ground with a "bang" and rolling several times before stopping.

Blood foamed from his mouth, his eyes were red with rage, and his mouth roared and roared.

"No!

"Ji Tianxing, you waste! How can you be my opponent?!"

However, Wu Zhang struggled to get up, but he felt a stinging pain in his waist, and he couldn't even take a step, and he couldn't stand steadily.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he was hit hard by Ji Tianxing, and the bones in his waist have been broken!

Everyone showed shocked and inexplicable expressions, and the chatter and discussion disappeared, staring at Ji Tianxing in disbelief.

Ji Tianxing held the sword in his arms, walked up to Wu Zhang with an expressionless face, and said in an indifferent tone: "You, are you qualified to sit here?"

Wu Zhang's words that humiliated him in public before were now returned by him intact.

Wu Zhang suddenly vomited blood in anger, and his whole face was distorted.

Humiliation!

Is there anything more ironic and humiliating than this?

Wu Zhang was so ashamed and indignant that he couldn't say a word, he even rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and fell unconscious.

Soon a guard rushed in and carried the unconscious Wu Zhang down.

Ji Tianxing returned to his seat and sat down, and the hall fell silent.

Everyone secretly looked at him with a look of surprise in their eyes, obviously unable to accept this fact.

How could a threefold waste of the Body Refining Realm kick Wu Zhang, who was an eightfold body refining body, into a serious injury with one kick?

Many people suddenly understood that Ji Tianxing's strength had recovered a little.

He is no longer a waste of the Triple Body Refining, and it is very likely that he will return to the Eighth Tier of Body Refining!

Thinking of this, those young people in the Body Refining Realm who originally wanted to provoke and humiliate Ji Tianxing immediately died down and wilted.

Ling Yunfei's face was a little cold, her eyes were surging with murderous intent, and she secretly thought in her heart, "Damn! How did he recover so quickly?

"I must not let him live in peace, let alone let him regain his strength to take revenge...... Good thing I've got it done, huh!"

Among the young talents in the main hall, there are more than thirty people who have reached the strength of the True Yuan Realm.

Even if they saw Ji Tianxing defeat Wu Zhang with one move, they wouldn't take it to heart.

The top ten geniuses are still disdainful of Ji Tianxing.

The ordinary young people of the True Yuan Realm were still full of confidence, and they were talking with a playful expression.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that Ji Tianxing would recover to the eightfold body refining body so quickly. ”

"He used to be the strength of the True Yuan Sevenfold, and his combat experience was much stronger than Wu Zhang, even if he only had the strength of the Seven Folds of Body Refining, he could still completely abuse Wu Zhang. ”

"Hmph, what if he recovers to the eighth level of body refining? It's just a waste of the body refining realm, and people in the True Yuan Realm can abuse him casually!"

"Yes, it's easy to recover to the eighth or ninth level of refining body, but if he wants to return to the True Yuan Realm quickly, it's absolutely impossible!"

"Brother Li, aren't you a true Yuan Realm? Why don't you go and fight Ji Tianxing and see what level he has recovered?"

"Well...... I have no grievances with Ji Tianxing, why do you want to humiliate him? You can just watch the drama with peace of mind, someone will definitely make a move. ”

Just when everyone was talking, Ling Yunfei turned her head without a trace and glanced at a swarthy young man behind her.

The tall, thin swarthy boy suddenly realized and immediately stood up.

He held a black Xuantie sword and walked towards Ji Tianxing with a gloomy face.

When everyone saw the swarthy boy, they all showed a playful smile, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

"Look, Hua Yunfei is about to make a move!"

"Although Hua Yunfei only has the dual strength of the True Yuan Realm, it is easy to defeat Ji Tianxing. ”

"I bet that Hua Yunfei can beat Ji Tianxing down within three moves!"

"Three moves? You think Ji Tianxing is too high, right? I think one move is enough!"

Hua Yunfei walked to the middle of the main hall, looked at Ji Tianxing in the corner with contempt in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Ji Tianxing, do you dare to fight me?"

Ji Tianxing raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at him expressionlessly, and then looked at Ling Yunfei, who was sitting at the top of the left.

When his cold gaze looked at Ling Yunfei, Ling Yunfei was also looking at him, with a playful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Hua Yunfei saw that Ji Tianxing was silent, so he shouted contemptuously: "Ji Tianxing, if you don't dare to fight, then obediently kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I will let you go......"

A cold light flashed in the depths of Ji Tianxing's eyes, and he immediately got up and walked towards Hua Yunfei.