No one thought that what they thought would end like this!

Guo Gang and Ma Yunlong are even more jealous and regretful!

The object that they had always regarded as surpassing suddenly entered the Blood Refining Realm, leaving them far behind, how could this not make them go crazy with jealousy! The opportunity to win without a fight was actually taken away by Zhou Heng, how could they not regret it?

Now, if they are actually asked to challenge Zhou Heng! Challenge a newcomer who has just entered the sect, this victory is not convincing!

"Zhou Heng, I'll challenge you!" Ma Yunlong was the first to jump out, because Zhou Heng had not fought before, and the twenty-minute rest time was naturally useless.

Zhou Heng didn't say anything, just made a beckoning motion.

"Arrogant boy!" Ma Yunlong shouted angrily and stepped out.

Being able to rank third, Ma Yunlong's strength is really extraordinary, almost reaching the limit of the ninth layer of body refining, and he can be worthy of having the combat power of the blood refining realm. It's a pity that Zhou Heng has even fought against the masters of the twelfth layer of the refining body, so who of the same level of martial artists needs to pay attention to it?

He didn't use Feiyun Bu anymore, but attacked head-on, and made a hard attack with Ma Yunlong.

Bang!

Zhou Heng's fist repeatedly broke through Ma Yunlong's defense and hit the opponent's body, but this tall young man looked like a humanoid bear, and such a blow was completely unable to inflict a blow on him!

"Ha Lu Haha, what I have cultivated is the Iron Wall Gong, and now I have reached the sixth level, my whole body is as hard as iron, only in terms of defense, no one in the outer gate can compare!" Ma Yunlong Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, "Your body style is indeed very weird, but unfortunately, when you encounter my absolute defense, you can't do anything!"

"What, the sixth level of iron wall work!"

"Hey, this can almost be said to be the limit of the ninth layer of body refining, it is said that only by reaching the tenth layer of body refining can you cultivate the seventh layer!"

"In the same way, the Sixth Iron Wall Skill is also an absolute defense within the ninth layer of the refining body, and no one can shake it!"

"If Senior Brother Jing Tian hadn't advanced to the Blood Refining Realm, would he be able to break it?"

"Zhou Heng is already good at his style, and now he has met a nemesis!"

"Hehe, the position under the ass is going to be moved before it is hot!"

Everyone talked about it again, all with surprise on their faces, but they didn't expect Ma Yunlong to be equally demonic, although it was not as good as Jing Tian, but it was not much inferior.

Zhou Heng showed a faint smile and said, "That's not likely!"

"It's only a matter of tongue, then let's break my iron wall!" Ma Yunlong laughed wildly, and waved his fists angrily, like two huge hammers, smashing at Zhou Heng fiercely.

Under the effect of Iron Wall Gong, his fists also became extremely black, as if they had become pieces of iron!

"Come on, boy, I'll smash your bones!"

Zhou Heng's heart was not wavering, he stared at Ma Yunlong, Ling Tianjiu's sword intent surging in his heart, releasing a terrifying might.

Ma Yunlong's mind couldn't help but be affected, although there was no obvious stagnation in his movements, but his reaction was half a beat slower, in his eyes, Zhou Heng was like a god high above, supreme.

"My heart is invincible!" Ma Yunlong roared, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his momentum actually increased instead of decreasing, and under Zhou Heng's high pressure, he burst out with even more powerful combat power.

Zhou Heng couldn't help but secretly praise, this is the real martial artist, he is not afraid in the face of a strong enemy, but his fighting spirit has increased. Although Zhou Xianming is a master at the peak of the twelfth layer of body refining, he is better than Ma Yunlong!

He is worthy of being a disciple of the Nine Spirits Sect!

But, so what?

Zhou Heng kept punching, and each punch could pass through Ma Yunlong's defense and hit the opponent's body. But in the face of an iron-plated body, it shook his fists and scalps, and he was drenched in blood.

"You can't help me!" Ma Yunlong was full of confidence, he wanted to surpass the goal, but Jing Tian, what kind of thing is this kid!

Zhou Heng didn't say anything, just concentrated his strength on his fist and kept bombarding.

Ma Yunlong's defense is indeed strong, but the defense in the moves is useless in front of Zhou Heng, and his body is constantly hit by fists. He didn't care either, relying on his body as hard as iron, he forced him to eat Zhou Heng's attack.

Bang bang bang, fists are constantly bombarded, as if playing a piece of music.

"Give up, you are doomed to failure!" Ma Yunlong said with a smile, the first throne is getting closer and closer to him, but unfortunately, he did not defeat Jing Tian and ascended, there are some fly in the ointment.

"Poof—" He slammed into his feet, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, wetting the placket of his chest.

Ma Yunlong looked down, his face showed an incredible color, and then looked up at Zhou Heng, his body couldn't help but fall to the sky, and with a bang, splashing dust on the ground.

"What's going on, how could Ma Yunlong be defeated?"

"Doesn't he have the sixth level of iron wall skills?"

"Could it be that Zhou Heng has the lethality of the Blood Refining Realm!"

In the midst of the discussion, Ai Songtao stood up, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said, "In this battle, Zhou Heng wins!"

"Zhou Heng does not have the combat power of the Blood Refining Realm, but every punch he throws is in the same position as Ma Yunlong, and the strength continues to accumulate, penetrating the defense of the Iron Wall Gong and causing damage to Ma Yunlong's internal organs!"

Listening to his explanation, everyone suddenly realized, but can such a cracking method be replicated?

Ma Yunlong is not a puppet, he can be bombarded by others, except for Zhou Heng, who can hit him so many punches in a row, and he has to hit the same part?

Speaking of which, Ma Yunlong was also very wronged, if he was not so confident, as long as he protected it a little and dispersed the punch power he ate, then with the defense of Iron Wall Gong, Zhou Heng would not be able to hurt him at all.

The challenge continues.

Twenty minutes later, Guo Gang did not challenge Zhou Heng, and seemed to admit his defeat, which made everyone inevitably surprised again.

Even Guo Gang gave up, and no one didn't open his eyes, and after sunset, the strongest ten people in the new outer gate were born.

There are two more new faces - Zhou Heng and Shen Xinqi, and they are not reluctantly squeezed into the top ten, one is sixth, and the other is even first, which is really unthinkable in advance.

But what was even more amazing was Jing Tian, the nineteen-year-old Blood Refining Realm even alarmed the upper echelons of the Nine Spirit Sect, and it was said that several elders with old qualifications rushed to accept him as a disciple, and they almost fought for this.

In the Nine Spirits Sect, if you enter the Gathering Spirit Realm, you will be an elder, but the Gathering Spirit Realm is also divided into three heavens, and although there is no gap between heaven and earth between each small realm, it is not far behind.

How can the Gathering Soul One Heaven be juxtaposed with the Gathering Spirit Gathering Heaven?

Therefore, the same elder has to be ranked according to the number of heavens, and the elder who almost fought for Jing Tian is the power of the Triple Heaven of Gathering Spirits!

Zhou Heng didn't care about it, as long as he completed the accumulation of the ninth layer of refining his body, it would be impossible for the level of the Blood Refining Realm to trap him.

Jing Tian was just one step ahead of him.

The treatment of the strongest ten people in the outer gate is really not comparable to others, there is demon beast meat every day, and there are fifteen Juyuan Dan supplies a month, and if you calculate it, it is three thousand silver silver, which is simply burning money.

Moreover, there is an even more important point, which is to be able to go to the Library Pavilion to choose a martial art!

Ma Yunlong's iron wall skills come from this.

Although Zhou Heng possessed the Flying Cloud Step, Ling Tian Nine Style, and Flying Waterfall Sword Technique, none of them could be regarded as serious martial arts.

The Flying Cloud Step and the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique are all only in their shapes, and there is no corresponding skill to operate, while Ling Tian's Nine Style is too mysterious, and there is also no formula, but it is integrated into his body and bloodline, and it needs to be constantly sharpened.

It was because of this that he was very interested in martial arts, and he came to the library for the first time.

The library pavilion is not big, just two floors up, and an old man in a green shirt in his fifties sits in it, looking plain.

People can't be disguised, they can be sent to guard here, this old man must be a strong man in the Spirit Gathering Realm!

Zhou Heng entered the pavilion, saluted respectfully, and said, "The junior is Zhou Heng, the top ten disciples of the new outer gate, come to choose a martial art!"

The old man glanced up at him and said, "You can choose at random on the first floor, and after you pick one, you will come to the old man!"

"Yes!" Zhou Heng nodded in agreement, looked into the room, and saw that there were a total of twelve bookshelves on this floor, one head taller than ordinary people, and at a glance, he couldn't tell that there was no one else in the road.

He walked to the front of the first row of bookshelves, picked up the exercises on the shelves, and after briefly flipping through them, he couldn't help frowning, this only has a cover and a description of martial arts, and lacks specific content.

Also, if the complete map and magic recipes are all there, there is no shortage of people with excellent memory like Zhou Heng, who can memorize three, five, or even ten martial arts at a time.

What martial arts do you need?

Zhou Heng asked himself in his heart, in terms of attack, Ling Tian Jiu Style was absolutely domineering, although the Waterfall Sword Technique did not have the corresponding trick, but Ling Tian Jiu Style's sword intent was enough to make up for it, so he was not short of it in this regard.

Not to mention the body method, Feiyunbu far exceeds other body methods even if there is no corresponding formula, and there is no need to lose the watermelon to pick sesame seeds.

Well, consider the art of defense.

Iron wall gong still left a deep impression on Zhou Heng, this is not just to increase the defensive power, in fact, it is also quite powerful on the offensive end, and the two fists are tempered like iron, which can completely shake the sharp weapon.

With a clear direction, he naturally had a target to choose, and after looking at the two rows of bookshelves, he picked up a total of three martial arts, and did not decide which one to choose, but read them all and then ask the senior who was sitting in the town for advice.

When he walked to the seventh row of bookshelves, he felt the fragrant breeze blowing in his nose, and a beauty with pink face and peach cheeks suddenly appeared in front of him, but it was Shen Xinqi.

It's not surprising to see her here, because she is also one of the top ten newly promoted Outer Sect members, and she is also qualified to choose a martial art.

"Senior Brother Zhou!" When this beautiful woman saw Zhou Heng, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up, if she is also an outer disciple, she is determined by age. Her gaze swept over the martial arts in Zhou Heng's hand, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you want to pick a defensive martial art, but I have a recommendation for you!"