The strongest starting system

Chapter 531
Wen Tiancheng seemed to have vaguely guessed Zhao Wushuang's intentions. This kind of thinking seemed ridiculous to him, and his own strength was extremely powerful and unfathomable.

It is no exaggeration to say that all the outer sect disciples in Xuanming Holy Land... no, it should be said that all the disciples combined will not be Zhao Wushuang's opponent.

Although Wen Tiancheng doesn't know the details of Zhao Wushuang, but who can beat Wu Zun Jiuchongtian's deputy head of the Hall of Law Enforcement?

This news has spread throughout the Xuanming Holy Land. Zhao Wushuang is called the new Demon King by them. This person has strange strength and is protected by the Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall. It can be said that in the entire Holy Land, perhaps only the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden The status can be compared with him.

"I'm here, why don't you let me go after I finish?" Zhao Wushuang said.

"Could it be that what you're after is the big competition reward? Even the first place is only a few hundred spirit crystals." Wen Tiancheng was puzzled.

"Oh? So there are spirit crystal rewards? It sounds good." Zhao Wushuang nodded slightly.

"Uh..." Wen Tiancheng was stunned, Zhao Wushuang didn't even know the reward, so why did he come to participate?
Is it to show strength?
However, he guessed wrong, Zhao Wushuang just wanted to complete the task given by the system.

During this period of time, the system gave very frequent tasks. If it wasn't for gaining experience, he wouldn't want to show his face.

"Ding! The system issued a task: Defeat three opponents in the Xuanming Holy Land Competition, reward experience: 20000."

At first glance, the experience seems to be only [-], which is very little, but anyway, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it still has meat.

Immortal descent is coming, if he can gain more experience before that, he will be able to flex his muscles when the immortal descent comes.

The location where the big competition is held is the largest martial arts arena in Xuanming Holy Land, located in the center of the entire Xuanming Mountain. Perhaps because the battle is more important than others, there are very few forces that set up the martial arts arena in the center.

Each arena is thousands of feet wide, with a total of a hundred seats from left to right, which means that it can satisfy 200 people's battles at the same time.

There are disciples all around, regardless of high or low, everyone is watching from the sidelines, and there is no specific seat.

Above the arena, there are a hundred holy envoys suspended to observe the changes in each arena. This is for monitoring, and at the same time, it can also observe whether a certain disciple has potential.

In the void, there is a huge panel, which records the points of all the disciples participating in the competition.

What's interesting is that as long as you are selected in the big competition, you must go to the stage to compete, provided that the person who is selected has points.

If there are no points, you can choose not to fight.

All points from the loser will go to the winner.

Such a cruel elimination mechanism made the enthusiasm for this feast extremely high, and countless disciples cheered, with a strong fighting spirit flashing in their eyes.

Zhao Wushuang observed the names on the panel, and he found that the one thousand five hundred and sixty-eighth was Wen Tiancheng.

560th and eighth place: Wen Tiancheng, points: 2670.

"You also participated?" Zhao Wushuang asked out loud.

"Yeah, I can't help it. There are two people who don't have eyes and want to fight me." Wen Tiancheng spread his hands helplessly, as if he was the brother's victim.

Zhao Wushuang knew that Wen Tiancheng would definitely offend many people in the Holy Land because of his arrogant behavior.

Huang Xinxuan is not on the list, because she is a direct disciple, so she can choose not to participate.

But Zhao Wushuang only saw her in the martial arts arena, and she disappeared after this distraction.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly.

Not far from Zhao Wushuang's eyes, the loser had just stepped down from a ring, when his figure flickered and appeared on top in an instant.

The fellow in front of him was still immersed in the aftertaste of victory, and was startled when he saw Zhao Wushuang who suddenly appeared.

"Holy envoy, I want to challenge him!" Zhao Wushuang said.

He was about to challenge when he came up, but this person didn't seem to react for a while.

As the challenger, Zhao Wushuang, the team player has the right not to accept, because his points are 0.

Looking at Zhao Wushuang's unfamiliar face, Kong Fanyao showed disdain. This kind of opponent is a new disciple at first glance.

Thinking of the 'cannon fodder' a few months ago, Kong Fanyao felt even more disdainful, and these two words were almost written on his face.

"Boy, are you sure you want to challenge me?" Kong Fanyao pointed at himself and smiled jokingly.

Zhao Wushuang looked left and right, nodded and said, "Apart from you and me, is there anyone else here?"

"Haha!" Kong Fanyao laughed suddenly, and then said with a ferocious smile: "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It is a good thing to have courage, but let me tell you, boy, you can be arrogant if you don't have the guts."

Hearing his 'education', Zhao Wushuang smiled softly and said, "Thank you for your information. For this reason, I will be merciful later and spare your life."

"What?" Kong Fanyao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Haha! Did you hear what he said? Want to spare my dog's life? Hahaha I laughed so hard!"

The disciples around the arena also heard Zhao Wushuang's words, and echoed:

"It's really not afraid of death. Although Kong Fanyao is only an outer disciple, his strength is the Martial Emperor Jiuzhongtian, and he is only one step away from Wuzong."

"That's right, this kid is too ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, right? He's so arrogant, he will feel better later!"

"Wait! Have you noticed that this person is somewhat familiar?"

"Hiss! According to what you said, it seems that I have seen it somewhere."

Zhao Wushuang just looked at him and laughed, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"What? Should we fight or not?" Zhao Wushuang said indifferently.

"Challenge! Of course! Why don't you want the free points?" Kong Fanyao agreed, and then respectfully said to the envoy in the sky: "An envoy! I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Give me the identity badge." The envoy said expressionlessly.

Zhao Wushuang took off the badge from his waist, flicked his fingers, and the badge flew away like an arrow.

The Holy Envoy held the badge in his hand, and was about to record it, when he seemed to see something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes widened.

"Can we start now?" Zhao Wushuang grinned.

"Okay, let's start!" The envoy was completely in a state of confusion, and subconsciously said.

"'Well, I'll let you do three tricks, lest others say that I bully you, come on." Kong Fanyao hooked his fingers extremely arrogantly, stood up straight, and folded his arms across his chest.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Wushuang asked with a strange expression.

"Of course, if you think three moves are not enough, ten moves will do." Kong Fanyao nodded proudly.

"This idiot!" Wen Tiancheng really couldn't see it, and secretly prayed for Kong Fanyao in his heart.

Looking at his arrogant posture, Zhao Wushuang didn't feel much anger in his heart, maybe because he was already a loser in Zhao Wushuang's eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and in the blink of an eye Zhao Wushuang disappeared in place like a ghost.

"Huh? Where's the person?" Kong Fanyao was slightly moved, and the sudden disappearance of Zhao Wushuang made him feel a little uneasy.

Suddenly, a majestic momentum struck, and without waiting for Kong Fanyao to react, Zhao Wushuang stomped him to the ground with the sole of his foot firmly on his chest.

(End of this chapter)