My talent is resurrection

Chapter 321 Chapter 320 VII Give You a Punch First

The people around looked at Chen Jiu standing in the center of Xiaotiandi, with expressions of surprise and disbelief.

They had seen Chen Jiu make a move before, and they knew that he was strong, and they were awarded the title of honorary gentleman of the academy.

But if Chen Jiu went forward to fight Ma Wu and Xiao Tianguan, it would be a pure joke.

Not to mention Chen Jiu's combat power, Ma Wu's Heavenly Human realm alone has already stabilized Chen Jiuyuanying's cultivation by one end.

What's more, this celestial being is still Ma Wu, how could Chen Jiu have a chance of winning, so everyone present felt that Chen Jiu and Ma Wu were fighting each other, maybe it was just a warm-up for the real fight later.

In order to enhance the atmosphere of the fight between Ma Wu and Xiao Tianguan in the future.

Zhou Yu and Niu Mo were also off the court, and they looked at Chen Jiu standing in the middle of Xiaotiandi with different expressions.

Niu Mo asked suspiciously: "Is this Ma Wu very fierce?"

Zhou Yu folded his hands on his chest, nodded and replied: "The No. 1 of the younger generation in the Academy is Senior Sister Ma, and she is the number one without any objection."

So Zhou Yu didn't think Chen Jiu could fight well. Even though he had seen Chen Jiu's combat power, he still didn't believe that Chen Jiu in Nascent Soul Realm could fight Ma Wu in Heaven-Human Realm.

But at the same time, Zhou Yu had doubts in his heart. If Chen Jiu knew he was invincible, how could he come to the stage to ask for a beating?

If not by chance?
But Zhou Yu really can't think of where the opportunity is. After all, heaven and man beat Yuanying, and the realm is suppressed there. Besides, Senior Sister Ma is also a top talent, so the realm gap between Chen Jiu and Senior Sister Ma is definitely not so easy to bridge .

Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes and kept thinking.

So what will Chen Jiu do?

In the small world, it seemed that even Ma Wu and Xiao Tianguan didn't want to believe it. Ma Wu frowned slightly, raised the flying sword on his shoulder, and said to Chen Jiu.

"This fight is not a child's play, let alone a place where you can set foot."

Chen Jiu crossed his hands and fingers together, lifted it up suddenly, stretched his waist, made a symphonic "creak" sound of bones, and then smiled at Ma Wu.

"You'll know if you don't try it."

The little Tianguan in black robe and pale mask asked Chen Jiu, "Then who do you want to fight first?"

Chen Jiu rolled up his sleeves and reached out to tap between Ma Wu and Xiao Tianguan. After hesitating for a while, he finally stopped on Ma Wu and replied, "It's her."

It's better to fight the "old acquaintance" first, after all, you are familiar with the moves.

Ma Wu's face was expressionless, and she was slightly angry in her heart. It seemed that she was really pinched as a soft persimmon.

The atmosphere of the surrounding crowd was high at this moment. Watching the fight between Chen Jiu and Ma Wu was not a joke. He dared to provoke with such words, he must be ready to be beaten.

Zhou Yu frowned slightly. He really didn't understand that Chen Jiuwei would have such confidence. Could it be that he wanted to use his talent of immortality to grind hard, but this was too unappreciative, right?
At this time, Zhou Yu didn't know that Chen Jiu's talent of immortality had been weakened by the ghosts of the Yaozu, so after much deliberation, he could only think of this way to win for Chen Jiu.

Niu Mo found a bench from nowhere, sat on it with his legs crossed and watched leisurely, not worried at all.

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you going to find me a bench?"

Niu Mo shook his head, "It's gone."

"Then I'll sit on you."

"bring it on."

Niu Mo opened his legs.

Zhou Yu sat down under the strange eyes of everyone.

The two brothers felt that it didn't matter, it was a fateful friendship.

On the high stands, all the semi-sages are sitting high. There is no saint present in this fight, and only the semi-sages can control it.

Half-saints are the preparations for saints. Each of the hundreds of families can and can only be granted the title of one half-sage. There are twelve in total.

There were six people sitting in the stands. The semi-sages of the Mo family were in retreat before, and they were not familiar with Chen Jiu. Now they frowned, touched the emerald rings on their hands lightly, and asked the semi-sages beside them.

"This son's Nascent Soul Realm cultivation base can really catch up with Ma Wu and fight."

The other three and a half saints didn't understand and shook their heads.

The half-sage of Legalism replied: "I can't."

The half-sages of Confucianism said almost at the same time: "I don't know."

Two different answers came from the mouths of two half saints.

This made the other half-sages curious, especially the answer of the Confucian half-sages, which was really beyond their expectations, because they, like the Legalists, felt that they couldn't.

So the Mohist half-sage stopped touching the emerald ring, frowned at the Confucian half-sage and asked, "Why did you say that?"

The half-sage of Confucianism chuckled lightly and said, "Leave a thought."

After all, it has been another month since Chen Jiu lost to Ma Wu that day. Although the variables are small, they cannot be counted as nothing.

Especially for a genius like Chen Jiu, he can grow after almost every fight.

Therefore, Confucian semi-sacred people have vague expectations in their hearts.

Looking forward to Chen Jiu punching amazingly.

Zhou Xian and Layman Wutong stood below. Layman Wutong looked awkward, frowning, and really didn't know which one to cheer up.

Chen Jiu is considered half of his own family now, but Ma Wu is the face of the younger generation in the academy, it seems that it is not good for anyone to lose.

Layman Wutong sighed again, it was really embarrassing.

Zhou Xian on the side didn't have this kind of trouble anymore, his small hands were already clenched into fists on his chest, and he muttered softly.

"Chen Jiuchong, ha."

Layman Wutong smiled dumbly, but it was hard to see the cold and cold junior sister so cute.

It seems that after Chen Jiu came to the palace, the junior sister was very happy every day, and she had to be more polite when talking to others.

Layman Wutong pondered for a moment, then suddenly nodded, perhaps this is the power of love, it is indeed quite miraculous.

The atmosphere of the venue was already at its extreme, the onlookers shouted loudly, a small number of monks cheered for the horse dance, while most of the monks just wanted to watch the hearty fight.

Ma Wu stood on the stage without moving, her brows were slightly raised, her face was flat, "Do you think you are qualified?"

Seeing that Ma Wu didn't make a move, Chen Jiu took advantage of the situation and did a few push-ups. At the same time, he asked, "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Ma Wu looked cold, "Because I don't want to waste time."

In her eyes, unilateral crushing is a waste of time.

That's why Ma Wu didn't want to fight Chen Jiu.

But she was a little impatient now, because the time just passed was enough for her to crush Chen Jiu once.

The aura on Ma Wu's body rose suddenly, and the frost began to spread around her feet, covering a kilometer of terrain in an instant, and even the venue outside Xiaotiandi could feel the cold air.

The audience around the venue fell silent.

Chen Jiu got up, shook his fist, grinned at Ma Wu, and then whispered.

"instant."

He was covered in golden light, and when no one could react, he flashed in front of Ma Wu, punched Ma Wu loudly, and with the sound of a sonic boom, he tore through the void and slammed into his head.

Ma Wu's head was hit hard, and her body instantly fell into the ravine, blasting out huge potholes and smoke.

Standing on the spot, Chen Jiu shook Wu Yun's fist and curled his lips.

"Pretend to be real."

Everyone in the venue was dead silent, and a needle could be heard, unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)