"Why are you stunned again!" Chu Hao said angrily, if it weren't for his strong heart, he would have been scared out of illness by this dead cat sooner or later.

The fat cat disagreed, and said: "This girl actually has a trace of battle body blood, although it is only so little, but at her level, such a trace is strong enough." ”

"Battle body, what kind of physique is this?" Chu Hao asked.

"The more you fight, the more courageous you are, and the physique that goes crazy when you see blood, can be ranked in the fifth rate. The fat cat said.

No wonder Fu Xue is so belligerent.

Chu Hao nodded in his heart, but said in his mouth: "It's the fifth rate?"

"You stinky boy, do you know what the fifth rate means? You have improved your physique so many times one after another, and now you are only the fifteenth rate!" said the fat cat angrily.

Chu Hao smiled, he naturally knew that there were two decisions about the strength of the physique: first, the upper limit of this physique itself, such as the third rate, then the limit was the third rate, and there would never be a chance to reach the second and first rate.

The second is the purity of the martial artist's own bloodline, which may obviously be a third-class physique, but because the bloodline is not pure, it falls to the thirtieth level.

However, the second point can be changed, and it can be improved by taking certain natural treasures.

"Senior Sister Fu's current physique can be classified as the first rate?" Chu Hao asked.

"Twenty stream, or twenty first-class. The fat cat speculated.

This is actually not low, because when Chu Hao first met the fat cat, his physique was only nineteenth, and this was still the friendship price given by the fat cat. At the beginning of today's martial arts, the environment of heaven and earth is far from being compared with the ancient period, and all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures are pitiful. Therefore, everyone's physique is generally not high.

In this regard, the ancient people naturally have the upper hand. Because of the baptism of the ancestral pool, but the bloodline of the god of war does not mean that the physique must be strong. This is also affected by the first point - it is impossible for a physique of the extreme eighteenth rate to become a seventeenth-rate.

When a person and a cat used their divine sense to communicate, Gu Qingcheng constantly swept his charming eyes over, because although this person and a cat did not speak, their expressions were too rich, and she didn't know that the soldiers could communicate with their divine sense, so how could she not guess.

"Damn bastard, stinky rascal! Pretend to be innocent in front of Miss Ben, but you are a vile and shameless bastard, you are going to die! Miss Ben will not toss you to death. Just your last name!" she said to herself.

On the high platform, the battle between Fu Xue and Peng Zetian was also continuing, Peng Zetian didn't go all out at all, he was still sitting on the chair, dancing with his hands, playing terrifying power one after another, turning into hundreds of thousands of lightsabers, and sweeping away at Fu Xue.

The gap between the two has reached the level of breaking ten thousand laws in one force, and Peng Zetian doesn't need to run any martial arts at all. He only needs to play the star power casually to pose a huge threat to Fu Xue.

Maybe it's because she has no grudges, maybe it's because Fu Xue is a beauty, or maybe because her cultivation is too low, Peng Zetian has never made a heavy hand. It was just doing it casually, which seemed extremely relaxed, and it also allowed Fu Xue to barely support it.

But the realm gap is too big. Fu Xue was soon injured and vomited blood, but as the fat cat said. She is a battle body, the stronger she fights, the stronger she gets. The battle intent that burst out was substantial, and many people were amazed, saying that if Fu Xue's realm could be on par with Peng Zetian, then the outcome would be really unpredictable.

But after three hundred rounds of fighting, Fu Xue was still exhausted and was knocked off the high platform, and the wild girl hurriedly rushed out to catch her, and said, "Sister Xue, I'll kill him for you and give you anger." ”

"Happy, happy!" Fu Xue shouted loudly while wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were bright, and she looked like she was still unsatisfied, if it weren't for the extreme injury, she really wanted to fight again in the ring.

Chu Hao motioned for Yun Cai to bring her over, took out the healing elixir given by Xiaocao and gave it to Fu Xue, and said, "You, just sit here quietly." ”

After a short period of calm, someone took the stage to challenge again, and the scene began to become lively and hot.

There are more and more masters on the stage, and they are getting stronger and stronger, after all, there are many Tianjiao in Kyushu here, and many people are young and vigorous, hoping to make a splash on this stage and be known to the world, so they rushed out on the third day.

There were two people who were strong enough to compete with Peng Zetian, and they were recognized by the other seven and sat in the remaining three chairs. And that Peng Zetian didn't make a move anymore, after all, his star power was limited, and now it was the first day, as long as others didn't come to mess with him, he didn't want to waste his star power anymore.

Now, only the last chair is empty, and once this chair is also occupied, then it will have to be snatched from someone else.

This is the immutable principle of martial arts, the strong is king, and the winner has everything.

"I'm going!" the wild girl couldn't help but tickle her fists, and jumped onto the high platform. She didn't cultivate star power, this leap was completely based on physical strength, and she fell to the high platform with a bang, shaking the entire high platform and shaking constantly.

"Wow!" "Hey!" "Hiss!" There were more than a dozen people on the stage scuffling for the last chair, but nine people were directly shocked and flew down.

Seeing this scene, many people were secretly speechless, even the nine people sitting on the high platform couldn't help frowning, this girl's strength and weight were too amazing, ordinary martial artists would never have such momentum.

"Bastard!" The remaining seven people all stared at the wild girl, and they all shot out in unison and attacked her.

They all realized the horror of the clouds, so they all took the lead in attacking her, obviously they were still tearing before, but now they have become comrades-in-arms.

The savage girl was not afraid, she raised her fists and headed towards the seven people.

Dragon Fist!

To deal with these miscellaneous soldiers, she naturally doesn't need to use the dragon's trick, just the dragon fist is enough, and a punch blasts out, like a mountain and a sea, and the sound of the dragon's roar is endless.

Bang bang, just three punches, and all seven people were knocked out of the ring by her, and four of them were just picked up by the fist wind, and they floated up like flying flotsam.

"The blood is surging to the sky, like substance!"

"This is individual cultivation!"

"Is there still a physical cultivation now? By the way, she had passed by me before, and I didn't feel the fluctuation of star power in her body at all. ”

"- Born with physical cultivation!"

"I strangled it, is it really going to usher in a prosperous era of martial arts, and even the innate body cultivation has run out. ”

The number of physical cultivation is pitifully small, and most of them are only concurrent physical cultivation, and the innate physical cultivation is even less, almost only in legends. But the power of innate physical cultivation is passed on by word of mouth, and everyone knows it, and the most brilliant achievement is the physical cultivation war emperor who can't even kill the god of war.

Now, at last, there is a living innate body cultivator.

For a while, there was silence under the high platform, and they just looked at the girl quietly.

The wild girl turned her eyes, but unexpectedly did not sit on the last empty chair, but walked towards Peng Zetian, but the slender and slender body contained terrifying power, and one step was like a thunderbolt descending into the world, and the momentum was amazing.

Peng Zetian's face couldn't help but change slightly, why did this body cultivator girl come to him? He didn't think that the other party admired his handsomeness and came to worship him, but there was obviously an empty chair, why did he stare at him?

"Hey, let me go, I want this chair!" the girl said, pointing at Peng Zetian.

Peng Zetian was suddenly furious, you are too deceitful!

The chairs here are no different, and there is obviously one empty, so you have to sit on me, what do you mean?

He was indeed a little afraid of innate physical cultivation, but he was a super genius in his own right, so he wouldn't be afraid. Now that he was bullied, he could never retreat, so he immediately turned cold and said, "There is still an empty chair over there." ”

However, he didn't make a direct move, but said this sentence with an attitude of calming things, after all, his innate body cultivation was too strong, and he was known as undefeated in a great realm.

It's not invincible, it's undefeated, because the physique is too strong to hit hard, and it's invincible by nature.

The extreme of this undefeated is that even the God of War cannot be killed.

"Do you want to let me, I'll beat you!" the girl raised her little fist, looking extremely delicate, but who dared to underestimate her pair of white jade-like fists, it was really a mountain that could collapse.

Direct, decent, let not let it, don't let it be beaten!

Of course, Peng Zetian can't let it, the masters are competing, and the momentum is also extremely important, if the momentum is weakened, then the battle that could have been won will also be lost. He finally stood up and said, "Don't think I'm afraid—"

Phew, before he could finish his sentence, a fist had already slammed over.

Peng Zetian suddenly ran over 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart, can you have a little demeanor, the master fights, of course, you have to talk enough first, and then start fighting, otherwise wouldn't you be like a scoundrel in the market?

But one of the fists of the innate body cultivator had already slammed over, and he had to deal with it.

"Go!" he shook his right hand, and a hundred lightsabers appeared at the same time, and the latter came first, shooting towards the girl.

The savage girl just snorted lightly, and a terrifying power suddenly erupted in her body, forming a wave of qi that surged towards those lightsabers. Bang bang, the air surged, and those lightsabers were all shattered.

Even, the other eight people on the stage had to raise their hands to protect them, forming a star power shield to block the aftermath.

Born with a physical cultivation, his blood and qi are like a dragon, and he can even shock and kill a martial artist of the same level! After all, without the operation of star power defense, no matter how strong a martial artist is, it is only equivalent to a tenth-order martial artist.

The girl punched in, but Peng Zetian didn't dare to take it hard, his body jumped, and he let the punch pass.

This is a wise move, and it is never a good idea to fight with a body cultivator in close quarters.

He took a deep breath, since this girl wanted to fight, he had no reason to be afraid, let her see his true strength.

Burst!

It's just that as soon as he turned around, he suddenly spurted out, so angry that he almost vomited blood, because the wild girl was already sitting in the chair he had just given up. (To be continued......)