"Chu Yun, are you deceiving me that there is no one in Da Zhou?!"

Hearing this shout, Zhang Yunsu couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the voice, because the person who was extremely angry was Zhou Fuguang, who had been defeated by Zhou Xiaojian's move before.

Not only him, but several other teenagers from the Great Zhou royal family were also quite angry, and a few of them who had the qualifications for the ranked martial arts competition were even shouting to make Chu Yun look good later.

Chu Yun glanced at these Da Zhou teenagers, smiled disdainfully, and seemed to be too lazy to answer.

In the distance at the watch table of the Great Chu Imperial Family, many eyes also fell on the yellow-level ring area, and they all talked about it with a smile.

"In the past few decades, everyone in the world has said that our Great Chu prince is not as good as the Great Zhou prince, but now a Great Zhou prince has lost to my Great Chu royal family in the martial arts conference ranking competition, who will dare to say that in the future. ”

"When this matter spreads to the north, I'm afraid that Zhou Wujian, Zhou Gongjian, Zhou Lingjian and others will be ashamed to see people one by one, right? ”

"If you get a weird swordsmanship, you want to show off your martial arts in my Great Chu, is it really that I have no one in Great Chu? Let Chu Yun give Zhou Xiaojian's kid a long memory today, so that he won't dare to come to my Da Chu again in the future." ”

"Da Zhou also looks down on people, a little guy who has cultivated to be only nine years old dares to come to Yingdu to participate in the martial arts conference, is it true that our Da Chu dare not touch him. ”

“・・・”

During the discussion, many people stopped looking at the yellow-level ring area, because they knew that the reason why Chu Yun didn't kick Zhou Xiaojian out of the ring with that kick just now was to humiliate Zhou Xiaojian next.

Such a scene can be just smiled and laughed by the royal relatives and nobles of Dachu, so there is no need to pay attention to it all the time.

In the main ring of the yellow-level region, Chu Yun looked at Zhou Xiaojian again with a disdainful smile, and said, "Your Highness the Seventeenth Prince, can't you get up?" Why don't I find two people to help you down?"

There was not so much talk around the ring, and the onlookers looked at Zhou Xiaojian with all kinds of eyes, some with contempt, some ridicule, some sighed, and some with disgust and anger.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaojian seemed to feel that he had returned to the days when Longjing was learning martial arts everywhere and kept hitting a wall.

He looked up at Chu Yun and didn't speak, but struggled to stagger to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Lao Tzu hasn't lost yet, what kind of ring are you going to play." ”

A look of surprise flashed in Chu Yun's eyes, and then he smiled even more, and said, "Okay, it's quite backbone." Don't worry, as long as you don't take the initiative to get out of the ring, I won't kick you down. I finally met a prince of the Great Zhou, how can I not play for a while?"

Zhou Xiaojian looked at Chu Yun with a cold expression.

Zhou Fuguang and several teenagers from the Great Zhou royal family in the audience wanted to eat Chu Yun one by one, because Chu Yun humiliated not only Zhou Xiaojian, but also their Great Zhou royal family.

"Zhou Xiaojian, come down, I'll find someone to avenge you!" was really angry, Zhou Fuguang shouted to Zhou Xiaojian.

"No, I don't. In the rainstorm, Zhou Xiaojian, who was like a chicken in soup, shook his head.

The crowd could not hear him, but they could guess what he was saying.

Zhou Fu said angrily: "What kind of strength is it? Do you know that you have lost the face of the Great Zhou Imperial Family?!"

Zhou Xiaojian ignored Zhou Fuguang, his eyes fell on Zhang Yunsu, who was calm in the crowd, and immediately took it back, looked at Chu Yun and said seriously: "Remember, I am a true disciple of Taijimen." ”

"Hahahaha..." Chu Yun laughed when he heard this, "What's the matter, do you feel that you are ashamed like leaving aside the identity of the prince of Great Zhou?"

Zhou Xiaojian didn't answer again, but raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun was disdainful, thinking that Zhou Xiaojian still wanted to identify something for his identity.

The referee still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not urge the two to end the competition quickly, let alone prevent the two from continuing the conversation.

Others also thought that Zhou Xiaojian wanted to say something, but only Zhang Yunsu, Zhang Yin'er and other Taiji Sect people showed strange looks on their calm faces.

A huge lightning bolt appeared, Chu Yun saw a little yellow light coming out of Zhou Xiaojian's index finger, and before he could react to what Zhou Xiaojian wanted to do, he saw that the yellow light broke away from Zhou Xiaojian's index finger and shot like lightning!

Sensing the danger, Chu Yun subconsciously made a dodge move, but after all, he was a step too late.

With a muffled bang, a large handful of blood flowers burst out of Chu Yun's right chest, and the whole person fell backwards and flew out!

Many of those who were still watching the tournament were stunned.

The smile on the referee's face froze.

Zhou Fuguang and the other Great Zhou royal family teenagers widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

It wasn't until Chu Yun fell to the ground and the eye-catching blood water flowed in all directions in the torrential rain that everyone came back to their senses.

The referee's expression changed drastically and rushed towards Chu Yun.

Seeing the referee's face appear in front of him, Chu Yun didn't have any other thoughts, but thought very strangely of what Zhou Xiaojian said before launching the attack.

"Remember, I am a true disciple of Taijimen. ”

What did Zhou Xiaojian mean by this? Did he want to tell him that he had been defeated at the hands of the disciples of the Taiji Sect?

With this question, Chu Yun fell into a coma.

At this time, not only in the yellow-level ring area, but also in many spectators who paid attention to this competition, there was an uproar!

"What the hell is going on? That Zhou Xiaojian can actually make qi out of the body, and the power is still so great!"

"Isn't this Zhou Xiaojian an acquired ninefold, but an innate martial artist?!"

"Less than sixteen years old, is this the strength of the prince of the Great Zhou?!"

"How did he hide his cultivation? Those referees and people in charge of registering information are all blind?"

“・・・”

Because the noise and movement were too loud, the competitions in the other ring areas were suspended, and King Chu Cang, who was standing in the middle of the two ring areas of "heaven" and "earth", stared at the yellow-level main ring with a gloomy face.

And on the Great Zhou watchtable, Wu Lihou couldn't sit still, and as soon as the fire flashed around him, he came to the edge of the yellow-level main ring with a white mist, but his eyes were on King Chu Cang.

Chu Yun had already been carried to the Great Chu Imperial Family's watch seat for treatment, and the referee of the yellow-level main ring ran to King Chu Cang in a panic and asked, "King Cang, that Zhou Xiaojian turned out to be an innate martial artist, and he didn't know what means he used before, and he had been hiding his cultivation..."

"Shut up!" Before the referee could finish speaking, he was interrupted by King Chu Cang.

The referee's face was stunned and puzzled.

King Chu Cang took a deep breath and said, "Zhou Xiaojian's cultivation is undoubtedly the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, and the qi is a special martial art. ”

"How is this possible?" the referee was surprised.

He is also the best among the innate martial artists, otherwise it would be impossible to get the position of referee, he thinks that his knowledge is broad enough, but he has never heard of a martial art that can make the acquired martial artists attack out of the body.

If there really is such a martial art, doesn't it mean that from now on, the advantage of the innate martial artist over the acquired martial artist will be greatly weakened?

Feeling that many eyes in the entire martial arts arena were fixed on him, King Chu Cang knew that things had to have a result as soon as possible, and immediately said with a sinking face: "Nothing is impossible! You go back now, announce Zhou Xiaojian's victory, and then conduct the next competition!"

The referee didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly retreated.

In the eyes of everyone, the referee looked at Zhou Xiaojian, who was still standing there, with a complicated gaze, and announced loudly: "In this competition, Zhou Xiaojian of Yunguo Taiji Gate wins!"

[First Update.] (To be continued.) )