perfect beast

Chapter 149

Ten days passed.

Zhang Beichen came to Wulai Xiandao, only one month away, one year away.

After the competition this time, he was going to return to Liyang City to complete his plan and destroy the city lord Li Xiaoke.

Before going home, it is also very good to have such an inner sect competition, at least it can be used to test how well one's own swordsmanship is.

On this day, each camp sent three disciples.

These disciples are all the top masters in Gathering Soul Realm.

Needless to say, the first battalion, the three disciples they sent were all at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Gathering Soul Realm.

The second battalion dispatched a peak of the ninth level of Soul Gathering Realm and two early masters of the eighth level of Soul Gathering Realm.

The strength of the third battalion was much weaker. Among the three disciples they sent, there was one with a sixth-level initial cultivation of the Soul Gathering Realm, one with a peak cultivation of the fifth-level Soul Gathering Realm, and one with an initial cultivation of the fourth-level Soul Gathering Realm.

Among the fourth battalion, it is also the group that everyone pays most attention to.

Participating in this competition are Zhang Beichen, Duan Chao and Mu Xi.

After all, the three of them had the most extensive cultivation and combat experience. Originally, Duanmuxiong and Dou Man were clamoring to participate, but Zhang Beichen didn't let them take the risk.

"Hahaha, look quickly, the people in the fourth battalion are all fucking garbage."

"That's right, the strongest one is at the fifth level of Soul Gathering Realm, which is the lowest cultivation level among the other three camps."

"I can't help it. Who told the Fourth Battalion that only these things can be sold now."

"I think in this competition, the fourth battalion will be used as a live target for the disciples from other camps to practice their hands."

"I think so too."

When everyone saw Zhang Beichen and the three of them stepping into the fighting arena in the Chiyanfeng Martial Arts Field, all the disciples started talking.

And the elders of the camps sitting on the stands, those old immortals all had sinister smiles on their faces.

It seems that in their eyes, Zhang Beichen will definitely suffer in this competition, and then he will be able to vent his anger.

"Okay, let's start now." An old man rang the gong in his hand with a bang.

There was a sound of a gong that seemed to be caused by Lao Tzu, and everyone stared at the competition stage.

All 12 people stood on the competition stage, and the most eye-catching ones were naturally the three peerless young geniuses of the first battalion.

"Wow, look, is that the young genius Zhuang Xiuyu from the first battalion? Wow, he's really handsome."

"Wow, my avatar is Gou Hanshi, a new talent in the first battalion."

"Mine, mine, Liang Xiaoxiao is mine. Don't rob me."

Seeing the three disciples of the first battalion, who were handsome and of extraordinary strength, all the female disciples in the long field shouted one after another, and the scene was immediately noisy.

As for the second battalion, some male disciples also cheered.

The third battalion had no one to cheer it up.

"Look, that kid from the fourth battalion is really handsome, even more handsome than Zhuang Xiuyu in my opinion."

"What's the use of being handsome, without strength, you are nothing."

It seems that the fourth battalion can only rely on Duan Chao's handsome appearance to get some discussion.

The first round is a draw.

Zhang Beichen drew Liu Maoren from the third battalion, that is, the martial artist whose strength was only at the fourth level of the Gathering Soul Realm.

What Duan Chao got was the third battalion's bonus item, the five-level cultivation base of the Gathering Soul Realm.

The one Mu Xi drew was Cheng Long from the second battalion, a master at Lv [-] of the Gathering Soul Realm.

The competition continued, and Zhang Beichen didn't care about the situation on stage because he had nothing to do with him.

And when he heard the old man shout out: "Next, Mu Xi from the fourth battalion will fight against Cheng Long from the second battalion."

Zhang Beichen's body trembled.

He knew that Mu Xi might lose this time.

After all, Mu Xi's current cultivation is only at the initial stage of the Soul Gathering Realm.

Fighting against a master at the eighth level of the Gathering Soul Realm, this is simply like a car with a man's arms.

"Mu Xi, why don't you just give up and don't go on stage." Zhang Beichen looked at Mu Xi and said.

But Mu Xi said boldly, "I can't let the fourth battalion be ashamed to this extent."

Unexpectedly, with one step on Mu Xi's foot, she jumped directly onto the five-meter-high competition stage.

Seeing that it was a beautiful woman with such a hot figure and a pair of giant breasts, it made all the male disciples feel turbulent.

Cheng Long narrowed his eyes, showing a smile on his face, and then said: "Little sister, I think you are in good shape and very beautiful, or we don't want to compare, you stay and be my Taoist companion. How about I make you happy day and night?"

"Bah, smelly shameless!"

"Haha, go and find out, when will I, Cheng Long, get over my face. How about it, think about it, my ability in that area is very strong, and it will definitely make you feel ecstatic and die."

"Look at the whip!"

Hearing that Cheng Long spoke so rudely, it was like insulting herself, Mu Xi was instantly angry.

As soon as the whip was swung out, there was a burst of hissing sound coming from the sky.

This whip is a third-grade dry spirit treasure. Zhang Beichen has suffered from this whip before, so he also knows the power of this keel whip.

And Cheng Long didn't take Mu Xi seriously at all.

Because he is at the eighth level of Soul Gathering Realm, and Mu Xi exists like an ant.

He still had a lewd smile on his face, but he stretched out his hand, trying to catch the keel whip.

"Dragon row storm!"

All of a sudden, Mu Xi let out a loud shout, and the power of the whip increased by no less than ten times.

Although Mu Xi's strength is low, the power of the keel whip plus this martial skill should not be underestimated, and it was directly drawn on Cheng Long's palm.

Suddenly, a burning feeling exploded in Cheng Long's palm.

"what!"

With a scream, he wanted to catch the keel whip's hand, and a stream of blood shot out directly, and the palm seemed to be broken.

Cheng Long knew that he had underestimated Mu Xi, and his expression immediately darkened.

"Smelly bitch, if you don't want to give you a good face, then go to hell."

As he said that, he stepped out and punched out.

"Bad Cloud Fist!"

With a punch, a force as powerful as a beast erupted out. This is a real "momentum!"

Only cultivators who have reached the fifth level of Soul Gathering Realm can gather momentum. It seems that Cheng Long's talent is really good.

"go to hell!"

Cheng Long let out a loud shout, and looked at him with the intention of killing him.

In desperation, Zhang Beichen knew that Mu Xi would never be able to withstand Cheng Long's blow.

And Mu Xi naturally knew that she was definitely not Cheng Long's opponent, the power of this punch was too great, so she was a little stunned for a while.

"Three steps to the left, one step back."

Zhang Beichen immediately yelled out.

Upon hearing this, Mu Xi followed Zhang Beichen's instructions and immediately stepped out of such a position.

"boom!"

Cheng Long's punch remained unabated, and he blasted out. Although he missed Mu Xi's vitals, it hit Mu Xi's body.

"call out!"

It was just such a passing fist, but the force directly sent Mu Xi flying.

Seeing Mu Xi's body flying across the air, Zhang Beichen stepped on his feet and flew directly into the air to catch Mu Xi's body.

Wrapping Mu Xi into her arms, the strong wave pressure on Mu Xi's chest pressed against Zhang Beichen's chest, making Zhang Beichen a little overwhelmed.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang!" Mu Xi knew that if it wasn't for Zhang Beichen's guidance just now, she might have died completely now.

"Ah."

Zhang Beichen agreed, and after landing, he asked the disciples of the fourth battalion to take Mu Xi back to heal his injuries.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Long, a master of the eighth level of Soul Gathering Realm, would be so cruel to a woman, Zhang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, this person must be disabled.

(End of this chapter)