"Idiot" Zheng Tianxiong smiled coldly, with a hint of treachery flashing in his eyes.
He deliberately used words to provoke him, but he didn't expect that the other party would be fooled so easily.
"Golden Emperor Swordsmanship" he roared and used his special move.
He raised the golden sword high and faced the sun.
The sword light suddenly increased sharply and turned into a golden sword several feet long, majestic, and then Cut it down towards Chen Jun.
"Not good."
Chen Jun's expression changed.
Feeling the terrifying power of the golden giant sword, he almost ran away.
With his strength, how could he withstand such a powerful attack?
But this sword is already so close before our eyes, like a mountain weighing down on us, we can only fight hard.
"boom" After an earth-shaking loud noise, Chen Jun flew backwards like a cannonball and fell into the crowd.
Defeated in one move Everyone gasped.
This was too strong.
Although Chen Jun's cultivation was slightly inferior, it was really incredible that he was defeated so easily.
The Golden Emperor's swordsmanship is truly unparalleled.
"So impulsive."
Li Qing shook his head and smiled when he saw this scene.
This Chen Jun is still the same as before, he is arrogant, can't stand stimulation, and easily loses his mind.
If you just rush in and fight for your life if you disagree, isn't that looking for death?
With one's own shortcomings and the strengths of attacking the enemy, it is not a strange thing to be defeated by one move.
If you are more rational and deal with it carefully, you might not be able to sustain dozens of moves without defeat.
Of course, you will definitely lose, but it won’t be so ugly.
Chen Jun fell to the ground, vomiting blood, raised his head with difficulty, eyes unbelievable, muttering to himself: Impossible, how is this possible?
Being defeated with one move, losing so ugly, being humiliated in public, this was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Everyone was very disappointed.
As the grandson of the Discipline Elder, he is a genius of the younger generation.
He has a noble status, inexhaustible resources for cultivation, and inexhaustible use of various powerful classics and secret techniques.
He should be much better than ordinary people, but now he has come up with such a The record was a disastrous defeat to the opponent, and there was no way to fight back.
It was really disappointing.
"Too weak."
Zheng Tianxiong shook his head with a mocking look.
"You" After hearing this, Chen Jun's blood immediately surged and he vomited another mouthful of blood.
He couldn't bear the blow, so he rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and then fainted.
"Not only weak, but also mentally weak."
Zheng Tianxiong laughed and mocked unceremoniously.
It's a pity that Chen Jun can't hear it.
The Discipline Elder was watching from above.
When he saw that his grandson was defeated in one move, his face was very ugly.
He snorted coldly and said nothing.
He secretly said that he must be detained for a month after returning and train him well. .
The elder of Jinhuang Peak showed a proud smile and said: "Oh, Old Chen, your grandson is not very strong."
"If your cultivation level is not as good as others, it's normal to lose."
Elder Discipline said coldly.
"You were defeated in one move.
This cannot be explained by your cultivation.
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In the final analysis, you are still too weak."
Elder Jinhuangfeng said unforgivingly.
The Discipline Elder's face turned as dark as an iron pot and he said nothing.
"Come on, come on, the competition is not over yet, just watch quietly."
Elder Liu came to the rescue next to him.
Zheng Tianxiong glanced at everyone, with a look of contempt, and said loudly: "Who else dares to come up and fight with me?"
This sentence was said by Chen Jun just now, and now he returned it to show that humiliation.
No one is angry, this guy is too arrogant, I really hope someone can go up and teach him a lesson.
"I'll come."
A strong man like an iron tower walked out, half a head taller than Zheng Tianxiong.
"Hey, isn't this Zhao Tiezhu?"
Li Qing said to himself.
Of course he will not forget Zhao Tiezhu.
He remembers that on the first day he came to Yanyang Peak, the first fellow disciple he met was Zhao Tiezhu, and he received a lot of help.
After entering the inner gate, the two met less often.
"He looks quite strong, but his cultivation is too weak, which is not my fault."
Zheng Tianxiong sneered, with a look of disdain on his face.
Zhao Tiezhu was also at the ninth level of acquired cultivation.
He was indeed weaker than the other party, but he was far from as unbearable as the other party said.
"If you can know the outcome by just looking at the strength of your cultivation, then why compete?"
Zhao Tiezhu did not get angry and was very calm.
He took two hammers as big as buckets and knocked them lightly.
They made a clanging sound, which made people feel a little bit hairy.
"It's such a big hammer and such a heavy weapon, so it shouldn't be too weak."
Everyone thought.
Zheng Tianxiong nodded and said: "Yes, if we only look at cultivation, the gap between you and me is not that big.
But in fact, the gap will only be bigger than this."
"Whether the difference is big or not, you will know after trying it."
Zhao Tiezhu was unmoved.
He looked at the opponent solemnly, took a deep breath, silently gathered strength, roared: "Take a hit from me" and then instantly started to accelerate and charged forward violently, like a bison, full of violent beauty.
"Rumble" The ground was shaking.
He was so big that his giant hammer smashed down like a mountain, as if it was going to crush everything in front of him and tear the air apart.
"Well done."
Zheng Tianxiong's eyes lit up, he shouted low, and used the Golden Emperor Sword Technique again.
The golden sword turned into a golden giant sword several feet long.
Like a giant's weapon, he slashed hard against the giant hammer.
"when" The two heavy weapons clashed with each other, making a deafening roar that resounded throughout Yanyang Square.
This time, the two sides fought evenly, with no distinction between the top and the bottom.
"He's quite strong, much stronger than that loser Chen Jun."
Zheng Tianxiong licked his lips, his eyes glowing with bloodlust.
He has specialized in swordsmanship for more than ten years and has reached a state of proficiency.
His attack power is extremely powerful.
If it were a head-to-head encounter, even Cui Yunsheng would not be able to win steadily.
He did not expect that someone could stop him.
"Have fun, come again!"
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Zhao Tiezhu shouted, his muscles swelled, and he seemed to have grown bigger.
He swung the giant hammer and hit it again.
"Dang Dang Dang" The two continued to fight, and their moves were all head-on.
There was no extra trick or skill, and the fight was so intense that it was hard to tell the difference.
Everyone retreated one after another, leaving a large open space.
The noise of the battle was so loud that it hurt their ears.
In fact, Zhao Tiezhu's strength is indeed inferior.
He has to go all out for every move and work hard to not fall behind.
On the other hand, Zheng Tianxiong was much more relaxed, he was at ease and seemed to still have some energy left.
After dozens of moves, Zhao Tiezhu was the first to be unable to hold on anymore.
His strength was exhausted, his arms were numb, and he couldn't hold the giant hammer firmly.
He was slashed away by the golden sword and flew into the crowd, almost injuring someone.
Zhao Tiezhu was panting, sweating profusely, and exhausted.
The giant hammer was knocked away, so naturally he had no strength to fight anymore.
"I lost."
He admitted defeat directly and turned around to leave.
"Oh, just a little bit worse."
Everyone lamented.
"We were defeated by Zheng Tianxiong again."
Although Zhao Tiezhu lost, he was able to fight Zheng Tianxiong for so long without falling behind, so he was considered an honor despite defeat.
Some people secretly muttered: "A ninth-level disciple of the day after tomorrow can fight like this with him, and it takes him so long to win.
Zheng Tianxiong's strength is not that strong."
Zheng Tianxiong had gone through a fierce battle.
He had exhausted a lot of energy.
He was sweating profusely and was a little tired.
However, he was still very arrogant.
He glanced at everyone and said loudly: "Who else is there?"
Everyone was silent, waiting for someone with stronger strength to appear.
"I'm coming."
At this time, another disciple stood up, with the ninth level of cultivation.
The man thought secretly: "He just went through a big battle and exhausted a lot of his physical strength.
He is now weak.
I might be able to win.
Wouldn't this be like becoming famous in one battle?"
But he thought too wonderfully.
The war soon started, and when he actually faced Zheng Tianxiong, he realized how terrifying this man was.
Even though Zheng Tianxiong is a little tired, he is still extremely powerful and cannot be competed by ordinary disciples.
He knocked the opponent back with one strike of his sword, then swung the golden giant sword around like a door panel and knocked the opponent to the ground, easily winning the victory.
"Who else?"
he continued provocatively.
Next, several more disciples came up one after another.
They saw that Zheng Tianxiong was exhausted and wanted to pick up the leak.
But no surprise, they were all defeated by Zheng Tianxiong, unable to fight back.
After a round of battle, he still stood tall, with a golden sword threatening everyone.
Zheng Tianxiong stood in the center of the field, high-spirited and arrogant.
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He waited for a long time, but no one dared to compete.
"You have no one in Yanyang Peak?
You're too weak.
You don't even have a decent person."
Zheng Tianxiong laughed, very arrogantly.
"Why haven't the disciples from the tenth level the day after tomorrow shown up yet?"
Everyone was secretly anxious.
But after waiting for a long time, no one from the tenth level of the day after tomorrow came out, and everyone couldn't help but be very disappointed.
"The young disciples of your generation are not good enough.
Our strongest disciples have not yet emerged."
The elder of Jinhuangfeng said proudly.
Elder Discipline and Elder Liu's faces turned dark and they remained silent.
"You disciples from the tenth level of Yanyang Peak have gone somewhere, are you afraid to show up?"
The elder of Jinhuangfeng was very arrogant.
There must be a few disciples from the tenth level of the day after tomorrow in Yanyang Peak, but none of them showed up today, obviously because they were afraid.
"They are currently in seclusion to attack the innate realm.
How can they have time to participate in the competition."
Elder Liu explained.
"I think they just don't dare to come.
Who dares to come and embarrass themselves when they know they are going to lose?"
Elder Jinhuangfeng sneered.
The innate state cannot be achieved by retreating and attacking, because opening up the acupoints all over the body is a labor of water grinding and takes a long time.
It cannot be completed in an instant.
Elder Liu frowned, sighed and said, "If my disciple Li Qing were still here, I would definitely not let you be so arrogant."
"Li Qing" Elder Jinhuangfeng sneered: "Isn't that the disciple you just accepted a few years ago?
It's ridiculous that you are so young and have no strength.
You have to make up a better reason."
Elder Liu was reminded of sad memories, and his eyes dimmed.
He knew he couldn't convince the other party.
Although he knew Li Qing's strength very well, others didn't know it and they just thought he was bragging.
"That old guy, you're talking so rudely."
Li Qing stood behind the crowd and felt very unhappy when he saw Elder Jinhuangfeng's arrogant expression and Elder Liu's dejected look.
When the master is humiliated, how can a disciple remain indifferent?
He clenched his fists, his heart's blood began to boil, and he shouted: "Let me do it."
Like a thunder on the ground, the sound resounded throughout the square.
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