"He's quite a guy..."

Many outer disciples also looked at this scene in surprise, and immediately couldn't help but sigh, Chen Jian obviously had bad intentions in today's matter, and it is very simple to resolve this matter, just fight a fight.

Strength is a status symbol everywhere, and the same is true at the outer gate of the Holy Land of Storms.

Chen Jian actually knew very well that even if he defeated Lin Zheng today, I am afraid that he could only replace the latter's status as a black gold disciple at most, and could not change the fact that the latter was cultivating under the Spirit God Tree, after all, Lin Zheng did bring glory to the Fengyun Holy Land, and this reward, the Fengyun Holy Land would definitely not change because Lin Zheng was defeated in his hands.

But he still made a move, firstly, he was unwilling to let the identity of the black gold disciple fall into the hands of Lin Zheng, and secondly, he wanted to take this opportunity to fight for himself, so as to squeeze into the ranks of the black gold disciples, he wanted to prove that he was not inferior to others at all, even if the latter was the martial champion of the enrollment assessment, after all, in this outer gate, after all, he still had to speak with strength...

However, to Chen Jian's surprise, Lin Zheng actually rebelled against him, and when he threatened to challenge, he put forward a request to kneel three times and knock nine times.

In this way, if Lin Zheng wins the next challenge, this requires, at least no one will dare to challenge him at will, of course, if he loses, he will definitely be beaten up, after all, no matter what, the request is a bit insulting.

……

In front of Lingshan, two figures stood in the air, their eyes were all looking in the direction of Lingshan, one of them was Lai Hua, the deputy hall master of the Earth Temple, and beside him, there was also a man in a gorgeous robe, the man's body was tall, looking a little majestic, but from Lai Hua standing behind him, it was enough to see that his status in the Fengyun Holy Land was extremely high.

And this man in a gorgeous robe is the holy lord of the Holy Land of Fengyun now, Wan Xingchen.

"Holy Lord, that kid is what I call Lin Zheng..."Lai Hua looked at Lingshan in front of him with a smile and said with a smile.

"It seems that you appreciate that Lin Zheng very much..."Wan Xingchen smiled faintly and said softly.

"He is indeed a genius, if he can grow up, over time, he will definitely be able to become one of the top disciples in my Fengyun Holy Land."

At this point, Lai Hua hesitated for a moment and said, "To a certain extent, it is even enough to compete with those holy sons, if it weren't for the fact that he has a common enmity with Qin Tian who dominates the Holy Land, I'm afraid he may not choose our Fengyun Holy Land." ”

"It seems that there are only a handful of people who can get this kind of evaluation from you..."

Wan Xingchen smiled, he looked up, then nodded slightly, and said: "It does look like a manufacturable material, so to speak, our Fengyun Holy Land can be regarded as a treasure, since he can't believe in the Heroic Holy Land, it can be used more for us, and it is worth focusing on cultivating." ”

"You say these two guys challenge, who can win?" Wan Xingchen looked at Lai Hua and asked with a smile.

"Probably Lin Zheng."

Lai Hua almost blurted out, thinking that in the Great Qin Dynasty, even Cao Gan in the Martial Spirit Realm was planted in Lin Zheng's hands, although Lin Zheng used external force at the beginning, but Chen Jian wanted to defeat Lin Zheng, it was obviously quite a difficult thing.

"Really? You're so optimistic about him? ”

Wan Xingchen's face changed slightly, and then he looked at Lin Zheng with some curiosity, and said softly: "Then I want to take a good look at how good this little guy who you recommend so strongly can be..."

...

When Lin Zheng's words sounded, everyone sensed that the fluctuations in his body seemed to have become a little amazing, and some disciples with good strength frowned slightly, and their eyes were a little solemn, because judging from this fluctuation, Lin Zheng must not be an ordinary six-rank martial artist.

That kind of fluctuation is enough to see that Lin Zheng's real strength is far above the six-rank martial artist.

"But it's a pity that he is facing Chen Jian, an eight-rank martial artist." Some sighed to themselves.

In the eyes of most people, Lin Zheng lost this challenge, after all, the gap between the two is there.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Rumble!

Chen Jian looked at Lin Zheng with a hideous look in his eyes, his face was gloomy, and there was a faint surge of anger in his eyes, thinking that this was also the first time he was looked down upon by a new disciple like this, and then he did not hesitate, and strode out, the fierce spiritual power was like a tsunami swept out of his body, that kind of spiritual power was much stronger than the previous Zhao Hua.

The spiritual power swept through, bringing a sonic boom in the air, and the strength of the eight-rank martial artist realm was completely revealed.

Many of the outer disciples changed color slightly, obviously sensing the fierceness of Chen Jian's strength.

This Chen Jian, although he is a little aggressive, but his strength is indeed not to say.

"Hehe, Brother Shi Gang, do you think which of them can win?" On the side, a black gold disciple smiled at Shi Gang in front of him and asked.

Shi Gang carried it with one hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said casually: "Chen Jian is also a leader among the younger generation of the outer sect, and it should not be a problem to defeat a small role of a sixth-grade martial artist." ”

"This kind of challenge, there is no suspense, after all, the gap between the two is a bit big."

The black gold disciple nodded and smiled: "I think so, it seems that Lin Zheng will not be a black gold disciple soon." ”

Shi Gang said casually: "It's better for him not to even be a disciple of the Fengyun Holy Land." ”

Obviously, in his opinion, Lin Zheng has to go as far as he wants, and never want to get ahead here.

Not far away, Zhu Yong couldn't help but smile and said, "Finally, there is a good show to watch." ”

Rumble!

Under the gaze of those countless eyes, Chen Jian's spiritual power was rolling, and then his toes touched the ground, and the air exploded, and his body turned into a burst of light at this time, shooting towards Lin Zheng.

The vast spiritual power was wrapped around him like a torrent, and everywhere he passed, the earth collapsed with it.

"With one hand, I will beat you into a dead dog!"

Chen Jian's eyes were hideous, his hands were suddenly staggered, and the spiritual power in his body roared out at this time, which was extremely terrifying, and he couldn't help but change his complexion when he saw some black gold disciples.

Chen Jian's hand was obviously doing his best.

Lin Zheng stood still, he looked at Chen Jian who was shooting violently, the extremely violent spiritual power was already coming towards him at this moment, fierce and incomparable.

"Eight-rank martial artist..."

Lin Zheng's calm face did not change at all, and then he smiled slightly, and said, "In the Great Qin Dynasty, it was indeed a bit difficult to deal with the guy who wanted to deal with the eight-rank martial artist..."

"And now..."

A flash of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Lin Zheng's palms were also immediately clenched abruptly, and the golden spiritual power flowing in the sea of qi directly exploded at this time.

Suddenly, a terrifying force that made Lin Zhengdu's heart palpitate and frightened was constantly circulating around him at this time.

Rumble!

There was a faint roar, and almost everyone saw it, and the golden spiritual power rose from Lin Zheng's body, and it was faintly turned into a golden Kunpeng-like phantom.

The Kunpeng transformed by the golden spiritual power was entrenched in Lin Zheng's body, and in the next moment, he suddenly stomped on the soles of his feet, and immediately under the gaze of those countless eyes, his body rushed out.

Swish!

Lin Zheng's figure was extremely fast, as if he was teleporting.

His figure almost flashed by, and after a few breaths, countless people saw that Lin Zheng's figure appeared directly in front of Chen Jian.

Lin Zheng and Chen Jian happened to be face to face.

"What a speed!" Seeing this scene, there were some exclamations immediately.

Countless people were taken aback by Lin Zheng's ghostly speed.

"It's really self-defeating for a six-rank martial artist to dare to face me at close range!" Chen Jian's eyes were cold, and he also screamed, and the spiritual power in his body was urged to the limit.

"Superman!"

He grabbed it with one hand, and the mighty spiritual power faintly seemed to have turned into a towering hand, covering the sky and the sun, with a fierce momentum and extreme horror.

The towering hand quickly enlarged in Lin Zheng's eyes, he suddenly took a deep breath, his heart moved, only to see the landslide crack force surging out, and finally converged on Lin Zheng's palm.

At that moment, Lin Zheng's palm was as if it was made of gold.

Lin Zheng's face was calm, and he slapped out with one palm, and under the gaze of those countless eyes, he was with Chen Jian's extremely arrogant big hand, and the front was hard together.

It seems to be a random palm, but it carries all the power of the six-rank martial artist realm and the power of the landslide and the ground crack.

Rumble!

Suddenly, an indescribable storm of spiritual power spread.

Hei Changkong's complexion changed suddenly at this moment.

Countless eyes looked at the hard regret with shock, only to see that Lin Zheng's palm was directly slapped on Chen Jian's big hand.

Bang!

A palm smashed the big hand like a bamboo.

A shockwave of spiritual power visible to the naked eye sputtered away.

Seeing this, Chen Jian's eyes were full of disbelief, because he sensed that an unimaginable force completely crushed all his strength.

The strength of his eighth-rank martial artist didn't even have the power to parry at all!

"How is that possible!" He was horrified.

"Boom!"

The golden palm, the residual power was unabated, and finally slapped Chen Jian's body.

Bang!

A sharp voice came out, and Chen Jian's body seemed to be pierced by a palm, and his body suddenly shot out backwards, like a dead dog, and rolled out.

There was silence.

One after another, he looked at Lin Zheng with horrified eyes.

Lin Zheng Gujing looked at Chen Jian, who was slapped out by him, and said with a faint smile: "The difficulty of this challenge is too small." ”

At this moment, Shi Gang, who was absent-minded, finally frowned.

Hei Changkong was also stunned.

Countless people were even more dumbfounded, obviously no one expected that Chen Jian, an eight-rank martial artist, would be so vulnerable in Lin Zheng's hands...

They originally thought that Chen Jian should be able to test Lin Zheng's true strength, but they didn't expect that Chen Jian was defeated by Lin Zheng with one punch...