Divine Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 61 Body Tempering Realm Third Zichen

"Sun Moon Divine Sect? Haha, I've never heard of it. It must be some kind of sect that doesn't shit, right?" Someone laughed.

"That's right, only this kind of small sect will accept all garbage into the sect."

"Zhao Tao is an outstanding student of Qingfeng Tingyu Pavilion, ranking No. 20 in the Supernatural Realm! And the bald monk Zhishan is ranked first! This little girl actually said that Zhishan gave way to Zhao Tao. It's really funny."

The crowd roared with laughter again.

Wei Wushuang was so angry that tears were about to flow out.

Lu Xingchen frowned.

He didn't have the slightest affection for Wei Wushuang, nor did he think about protecting him.

However, he really couldn't stand the mocking appearance of this group of people.

Just as he was about to speak, Liao Huaming couldn't help it anymore, and roared angrily: "Is there no one to teach? Who said that there is no one in my Sun Moon Sect!"

Liao's pseudonym's rage quieted the laughter around him a little.

On the ring, Zhao Tao looked down at Liao Huaming coldly, and said provocatively: "I said, what's wrong?"

Liao Pseudonym rushed forward with a stride, and punched Zhao Tao down!

Liao Huaming's punch came out extremely fast and powerful!
The fist bombarded in the void, forming a huge fist shadow!

The shadow of the fist brushed across the void, bringing out explosions.

Wei Wushuang was faintly excited, and cheered loudly: "Senior brother Liao, come on!"

Zhao Tao, who had been extremely disdainful just now, also tightened his face, and stabbed hard at the shadow of the fist with the long sword in his right hand!

The fist shadow bombarded the long sword, and there was a crisp sword cry, and Zhao Tao was thrown flying by the long sword!

There was a sudden dead silence under the arena.

No one expected that this man from the Sun Moon Sect would be so powerful!

Zhao Tao was blown away by Liao's pseudonym, and he was also very shocked.

In this year's ranking of supernatural powers arranged by the temple, he is ranked No. 20, and he has never seen the man in front of him, so he has no skills!
But never expected that the opponent's strength is so extraordinary.

Thinking of being defeated by an unknown person and suffering a lot of criticism since then, Zhao Tao's heart was ruthless.

The figure landed on the ring, and seeing Liao Huaming attacking again, Zhao Tao kicked his foot on the ring, and the long sword in his hand brought countless sword shadows to meet Liao Huaming!
The fist shadow and the sword shadow kept colliding in the void, and the two were even on par!
"Senior brother Zhao, that person seems to have a problem with his right fist, he only uses his left fist to attack you all the time!" A voice suddenly reminded him loudly from under the ring.

Lu Xingchen looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a 25-year-old young man under the ring, who was also at the seventh level of martial arts, his eyes were very bright, and he rolled around.

Lu Xingchen was secretly surprised, this person has bright eyes and good observation skills!

It was the right hand that Liao Pseudonym was injured by him!

This way came to the holy hall, although Liao had used black jade intermittent ointment, but it would definitely not heal so quickly!

This should also be the reason why Liao Pseudonym only attacked Zhao Tao with his left fist.

Hearing the young man's reminder, Zhao Tao, who was fighting evenly with Liao Huaming on the stage, turned his eyes cold, and made a feinted move. It seemed that he was still attacking the fist shadow, but in fact he stabbed Liao Huaming's right fist with a sword. !
Liao's pseudonym's complexion changed drastically, however, the left fist had already been struck out, and he couldn't take it back!

In desperation, Liao Pseudonym could only force himself to use his right fist, and a huge phantom fist was brought up with the fist, and it slammed down towards Zhao Tao's long sword!

The long sword collided with the fist shadow, and after a slight pause, the long sword pierced into the fist shadow with a sound!
Liao Huaming hastily withdrew his right fist.

Seeing this, Zhao Tao kicked Liao Huaming's abdomen with his backhand, kicking him out of a mouthful of blood, and kicked him flying from the ring!

The crowd applauded!

"Brother Zhao Tao, amazing!"

"As expected of the No. 20 supernatural master!"

"Sun Moon Sect's rubbish mountain gate is still delusional about fighting senior brother Zhao Tao, you don't know how high the heavens are!"

Hearing the ear-piercing taunts all around, Lu Xingchen jumped onto the ring like a swallow, glanced at the crowd under the ring with a playful face, and said, "It's really interesting!"

Taking a glance at Liao Huaming, who fell on the ground and was struggling to stand up with Wei Wushuang's support, Lu Xingchen said: "If you are not blind, you should know that it is my senior brother from the Sun Moon Sect who is the best at chess! As you can see, his right hand was injured. But even so, with a single left fist, he was evenly matched with Brother Zhao Tao, the No. 20 master in the supernatural power realm that you say."

"and--"

Lu Xingchen sneered, turned around and looked at Zhao Tao with a cold face, and said: "Just now, you said that people with low cultivation levels cannot point out people with high cultivation levels. Just now, if someone hadn't reminded you, my Sun Moon Sect Brother is injured, will you notice this?"

Zhao Tao said gloomyly: "What do you mean?"

Lu Xingchen didn't even pay attention to Zhao Tao, but looked down at the young man under the ring just now and said: "Do you think you are very good? Do you know that you are a gentleman when you watch chess without talking? Why do you interrupt when others compete? Since you It’s so powerful, come up, let’s try it out.”

"Hahaha!" A burst of harsher laughter sounded.

"This, this Sun Moon Sect really is a nest of snakes and rats, they are all rotten people!"

"I don't even know Zichen, who ranks third in the realm of supernatural powers!"

"It's so funny to challenge Zi Chen!"

Zhao Tao looked at Zi Chen under the ring with a playful face and said: "Junior Brother Zi Chen of the holy hall, don't shrink back, people even look down on your holy hall!"

Zi Chen raised his head, looked at Lu Xingchen amusedly and said, "I'll give you a chance to take back what I just said."

Pointing at Wei Wushuang, Zi Chen said with a look of disdain: "Don't compare me with this kind of scum! Go and find out who I am."

Next to Zichen, a woman with nine levels of martial arts looked at Zichen obsessively and said: "This is Zichen, a genius disciple of the holy hall. In the holy hall, disciples who are not in the realm of supernatural powers cannot be inner disciples. And junior brother Zichen is only a martial arts disciple." Seventh level, he is already an inner sect disciple under the banner of the Great Elder of the Holy Hall! In the ranking of body tempering masters released by the Holy Church, he is second only to Nalan Xiaofeng of Mingyue Tower and Fudao of Thunderbolt Thunder. Bit. Boy, it is impossible for a low-level person like you to win him."

Seeing Zichen glanced at herself, the woman blushed.

Another woman, with a cold expression on her face, said to Lu Xingchen: "Don't put your blood on your head, because of a woman, you don't know the heights of heaven and earth. As for that woman of your Sun Moon Sect, she is not even worthy to carry the shoes of Junior Brother Zichen. Senior brother Zhao Tao gave pointers. Especially you, I can assure you, you can’t even catch a single move from senior brother Zichen! Now senior brother Zichen is open-minded, a real man, if you have a chance to take back your outrageous words, don’t you hurry up and thank you? "

"That's right, thank you!"

"Junior Brother Zichen really fights with you, you will die a miserable death!"

"Body Tempering Realm, unless Nalan Xiaofeng and Fu Dao come, who else will be Zi Chen's opponent?"

Others also joined in.

(End of this chapter)