In the center of the East Campus, there is a vast circular square.
There are nearly a thousand East Campus disciples gathered in the square at this moment.
"Hey, the Dragon Team is indeed a flash in the pan.
No matter how talented they are, they are no match for Kong Wu."
"It's a pity for them.
If we give them enough time, they will become a strong generation in the future.
At that time, our East Branch will not have to be looked down upon by other branches."
"What's such a pity?
You will be punished for your own misfortune.
This is what you will get if you offend the martial arts gang."
The disciples who were watching all focused their gazes on the high platform in the center of the square.
Some sympathized, some sighed, and some were gloating.
At this moment, on the high platform, there are dozens of light pillars condensed by the power of Shura.
On top of the purple beam of light, there is a man tied up, and all of them are members of the Dragon Group, including Zhang Xing.
At this moment, Zhang Xing and others were stripped of their clothes, and their bodies were covered with bloody wounds.
Many people had fainted, and some even had weak breaths and were dying.
But despite this, there were still more than a dozen people, waving long whips condensed with the power of Shura, and constantly beating Zhang Xing and others, with blood splattering and extremely cruel.
In addition to them, there is an old man who is over fifty years old standing on the high platform.
The old man has black hair coiled between his head, and under his black eyebrows are a pair of eagle-like eyes.
Although there are some wrinkles on his face, it still cannot hide the old man's sinister face, and this is the leader of the martial arts gang, Kong Wu "Gang leader, I don't think we should fight.
Otherwise, people may die.
If they really die, the Council of Elders will blame them."
A member of the armed gang walked behind Kong Wu and said timidly.
"Fight, continue to fight, as long as the punishment is not coming out, continue to fight."
"I will fight even if they are killed.
I want them to see the consequences of opposing my armed gang."
Kong Wu said coldly without any mercy on his face.
After Kong Wu returned, he began to search for members of the Dragon Group, tied the male members here, and beat them, but let the female members go and let them come here to lead the execution.
"Everyone has seen, this is the result of opposing my martial arts gang.
Isn't the punishment very rampant?
Isn't he the leader of this bullshit dragon group?"
"But at this moment, where is he?
I'm afraid he has already escaped from Wujiyuan long ago."
"Today I use my blood to tell everyone the fact that I, Kong Wu, have always had the final say in this East Campus.
No one who resists me will have a good end."
After hearing Kong Wu's thunderous shouts, there was another commotion among the crowd.
At this moment, they once again saw Kong Wu's brutal methods, and their fear of this man became even stronger.
"Whoosh" "Swish, swish, swish, swish" But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly passed through the crowd, as fast as lightning and as powerful as a dragon, and finally reached the high platform.
When everyone reacted, they were shocked to find that the light beams on the high platform had all dissipated.
All members of the Dragon Team were lying on the ground, and their naked bodies were covered by robes.
There was actually an extra person on the high platform.
A young man.
"Xing Jue, Xing Jue, the leader of the Dragon Group, Xing Jue" "I never thought he would dare to appear here."
"He's really here, he's actually here" At this moment, some people in the square had already recognized the young man on the stage, because this was the famous man who had become famous in the east courtyard in recent days, Xing Jue At this moment, the square was boiling again, because they did not expect that Xing Jue would dare to show up under such circumstances.
It was this unexpectedness that shocked them "You are the punishment" Kong Wu turned his head and glanced at Xingjue with his sharp eyes, and there was a solemn look between his brows.
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Although he was aware of the appearance of Xingjue, it happened faster than he expected.
At this moment, he also realized that the young man in front of him, who was only a junior Shura warrior, was by no means mediocre.
But at the same time, Kong Wu has made a decision in his heart, that is, he will die if he is punished, because he will never allow anyone who can shake his position in the East Courtyard.
"Flaming Dragon Fist" "Ouch" At this moment, Xing Jue was consumed by anger and ignored Kong Wu's nonsense.
He punched out with a single fist and a thick fire dragon blasted towards Kong Wu.
"disperse" But Kong Wu was not afraid at all when facing Xingjue's attack.
On the contrary, he gave a mocking smile when he met him.
He saw his sleeves waving, and the thick fire dragon turned into a spark, scattered in the air, and gradually dissipated.
"It's my turn" "Swish, swish, swish" After dissolving the Yanlong Fist, Kong Wu waved his sleeves again, a cold light flashed from his arm, and several flywheels condensed with Shura power actually hit Xingjue head-on.
The flywheel contains rich power.
During the rotation, even the air is torn apart.
This is an advanced heaven-level martial skill, but after being used by this mid-level Shura warrior, the power has reached a level comparable to combat skills.
Several flywheels attacked from the front, not only extremely fast, but also blocking the escape route of Xing Jue as quickly as possible.
That Kong Wu actually wanted to kill him with one blow "snort" However, facing the flywheel that blocked the escape route, Xing Jue snorted coldly.
He saw his arms swinging, and a layer of soft white gas emerged, and finally enveloped Xing Jue like a defensive move.
"Swish, swish, swish" But the most bizarre thing is that when the several flywheels sent by Kong Wu touched the white gas, they did not pass through.
Instead, they seemed to be attracted by the gas, sticking to the gas and rotating at extremely high speeds.
"Give it back to you" "Swish, swish, swish" Suddenly, Xing Jue stretched out his arms forward, white light flashed, and the flywheels flew back towards Kong Wu, and both their speed and strength actually increased a bit.
Seeing this, not to mention the audience, even Kong Wu was surprised.
"Bang bang bang bang" However, this martial skill was performed by Kong Wu after all.
His sleeves and robes were waved again, and along with a series of harsh sounds, the flywheels turned into energy ripples, spread and disappeared.
"It turns out to be Rouquan" "I never thought you could practice Rou Fist to this extent."
After neutralizing his own attack, Kong Wu's eyes suddenly lit up because he had recognized the combat technique used by Xing Jue, which was none other than Soft Fist.
"It's actually a soft fist.
That's a combat skill."
"Xing Jue has just entered the East Courtyard for just twenty days, and he has already practiced his combat skills to this extent?"
"This guy's talent is indeed terrifying, but it's a pity that the soft fist is a recognized rubbish combat skill, and no one has practiced it for a long time.
I'm afraid it's the limit if it can be used to this extent."
After hearing Kong Wu's words, the puzzled disciples in the audience suddenly realized that because of the special reason of Rou Fist, they only knew the name of Rou Fist, but they had never seen anyone use it.
"Soft fist, after all, it is soft fist.
It is rubbish in combat skills.
Even if you master soft fist, you will not be my opponent."
"Today I will show you real combat skills."
Suddenly, Kong Wu spread out his palm, and layers of golden light began to condense rapidly in his palm.
The light shone brighter and brighter.
At this moment, not to mention the surrounding air, even the high platform under his feet was trembling, layers of powerful Power is gathering rapidly.
"King level combat skill, Prajna Palm" Suddenly, Kong Wu struck out with a single palm, and a golden light palm print came out of his palm and struck Xingjue head-on.
"Buzz" As the golden ray of light passed by at high speed, it made a harsh sound.
Even the air was disintegrated and penetrated wherever it passed.
You can clearly see the ripples in the air spreading continuously.
It seems that nothing can stop its pace.
"This is combat skill, so strong, so strong" "Sure enough, only mid-level Shura warriors can display the power of their combat skills in battle."
Looking at the lightning-like golden palm prints, bursts of exclamations arose among the crowd, because they could feel the destructive power in the seemingly weak palm prints.
"Then let me show you the true power of Rou Fist."
Facing the combat skills performed by the mid-level Shura warriors, Xing Jue did not dare to be careless.
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He danced his arms, and at the same time as the white gas appeared, he suddenly punched out with a single fist.
"call" I saw a giant fist condensed from white gas appearing out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye it was connected with the golden light palm print.
"boom" The two faced each other, accompanied by a harsh roar, as if the entire square was shaking, and an energy storm formed by white gas and golden light was spreading rapidly, sweeping everyone in the square.
"Back up, back up, back up quickly" The energy storm was so strong that the disciples involved in it did not even scream, but passed out and turned into bloody men.
This scene scared everyone and quickly backed away, fearing that they would be involved. .
"So strong, this is the real combat skill" "But what Xingjue used seems to be no better than Kong Wu's Prajna Palm.
Could it be that Xingjue also masters another combat skill?"
"Impossible, impossible, Wujiyuan's ironclad rule is that junior Shura warriors are only allowed to practice one kind of combat skill."
"But what exactly is that white cloud-like giant fist?
I seemed to have felt an aura more terrifying than Prajna Palm in it before."
The energy storm spread rapidly, and the faces of those who escaped were filled with various expressions of surprise and fear.
The strong ones even felt the difficulty of Xingjue's punch.
But compared to these, what everyone is more concerned about at this moment is who wins and who loses on the high platform.
Although most people have determined that Kong Wu will win, there is still a glimmer of suspense before the answer is revealed.
"call" Just as everyone was speculating, a purple cloud condensed by the power of Shura suddenly emerged from the energy storm.
At this moment, the energy storm actually disappeared, and the scene on the high platform was clearly visible to everyone.
In front of you.
"this" Looking at the high platform at this moment, everyone could not help but round their eyes and open their mouths, with incredulity written on their faces.
Because, on the high platform, Kong Wu was seen lying on the ground and passed out, with large amounts of blood gradually staining his body.
Kong Wu's right arm, which he used to use Prajna Palm before, has actually disappeared out of thin air, and a large amount of blood is pouring out from the wound.
And when he watched the execution again, he actually stood in front of Kong Wu unscathed, scanning the crowd with his sharp eyes.
At this moment, anyone who has been hit by Xing Jue will tremble in his heart and quickly look away, fearing to provoke Xing Jue on the high platform, because Kong Wu is scary enough, but this person can defeat Kong Wu. , obviously more terrifying You know, Xing Jue is still just a junior Shura warrior.
It is simply unacceptable for everyone that a junior Shura warrior defeats an intermediate Shura warrior.
But when this fact is placed in front of them and they have no choice but to believe it, what else can they have in their hearts besides fear?
After all, people like Xing Jue can no longer be described in human terms.
After scanning the crowd in the square with sharp eyes, Xing Jue slowly opened his lips and shouted loudly: "From today on, I will have the final say in this East Courtyard":