Zongman: The inner and outer worlds are at stake

"This is my supplementary card. You can buy anything you want with it in the future." Zouyuan Shion handed a black card of Dai Nippon Bank to Sakura Hibiki.

Money ability, activate!

"Okay! Please let me work for you for the rest of my life!" Sakura Hibiki's eyes lit up.

She is a poor child from an ordinary family and money is of utmost importance to her.

Although she made a lot of money from boxing, the longer she stayed with rich people like Zouyuan Shion, the more she felt that she had no money.

Su Ze looked at Sakura Hibiki thoughtfully.

Zou Ryuin Shion thought he was hesitating, and said calmly, "Being a high-ranking official in Kengankai is very risky."

Xiang is now her personal bodyguard and one of her important security guarantees.

Su Ze shook his head and said, "I was thinking about what type of magic to give her. The more the magic characteristics match her, the higher her development potential will be."

"I like to eat it!" Sakura Xiang raised her hands high.

Zou Ryuin Shion helped explain: "Literally, it means eating. Hibiki has a big appetite."

Su Ze heard this and chuckled, "There is a magical characteristic that is quite suitable for you, Devouring. This is considered a rare magical characteristic. If you don't know how to develop it, you can ask some people with more creative minds to assist you."

"Okay." Sakura Hibiki nodded obediently.

A magical seed was injected into Sakura Hibiki's body.

Su Ze looked at Zou Ryuin Shion: "Would you like one?"

"Not necessary for now." Zouyuan Shion shook her head.

Is this a concern? Su Ze raised his eyebrows.

Zou Ryuin Shion then said, "I want to see what magic power is, and then choose what magic characteristics I want."

What a smart woman! Su Ze chuckled. Just when he was about to say something, a small figure suddenly walked into the room.

She was wearing a small cotton-padded jacket and had a dull expression on her face. Her snow-white hands were tucked into her pockets, and she looked a little cold.

"Mary, you're here!" Sera Masumi's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming.

In front of outsiders, the mother and daughter always maintain their identity as sisters.

"Yeah." Akai Mary nodded sullenly.

Masumi Sera looked at Mary Akai strangely.

Why is mom’s mouth swollen?

And the weather isn’t cold, why are you wearing a cotton-padded jacket?

"Mary, are you cold?" Sera Masumi asked with concern.

"I have a slight cold." Akai Mary pretended to cough and looked uncomfortable, but she was gritting her teeth in her heart.

Asshole, why are there so many!

One shot made her belly swell up!

Because it felt so comfortable, Su Ze endured it for a while longer, and the amount of liquid naturally increased.

Su Ze knew the inside story and secretly laughed that Akai Mary's acting skills were still worse than Vermouth's. If Sera Masumi didn't love her mother so much, she would definitely have noticed the clues.

"Mary, you are here too, come and watch the competition." Su Ze called out.

Mary Akai said nothing, walked to the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched the fight outside in silence.

Suspected to have shut himself off.

Curacao glanced at Akai Mary and then looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

The roar of fighting was endless, then it became solemn and calm, and then silent.

In a flash, half a day passed.

There were only a few people left standing in the field, it was extremely tragic.

It is normal for a great master like Hayato Furinji to fight for more than ten days when he encounters an opponent of the same level.

But in this world's number one martial arts competition, there are too many monsters and demons.

There are Stand users like Julius, cheaters like Hongo Kina, and old monsters from the Xia Kingdom’s martial arts world hundreds of years ago.

"Buddha Yijin Jing, where did you learn it?!"

"Xiantian Qiankun Gong! Damn it! Did Shen Wulong teach you that?"

The founder of Shaolin Temple and the founder of Wudang Sect faced off against Wakatsuki Bushi and Kano Kaku respectively.

The two were furious.

In addition to these four people, there were five others standing.

They are Kuroki Gensai, Hongo Kina, Julius, Furinji Hayato, and Seki Kiranosuke.

A good tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves. Although Kass is also a top warrior, he was the first to fall.

However, he had been pretending to be dead, and now his condition has fully recovered, but none of the nine people knew this.

That is to say, there are still six people in the Kengan Society, both openly and secretly.

There is no way to lose.

However, having fought to this point, is it really necessary to continue?

Half of the people present were truly dead!

Even if the Kengankai can rule the entire fighting world in this battle, it will only be a broken fighting world.

Chapter 385: The dead are resurrected, a miracle!!!

"That's enough, everyone stop it."

A voice was heard from afar, and Shen Wulong's figure appeared in the field at some point. With his hands behind his back, he stood in the center of the tattered martial arts field. His aura merged with the heaven and earth, as if he had always been standing there.

“Shen Wulong!” The Wudang Sect’s ancestor was immediately furious, his cold eyes piercing Shen Wulong: “Did you teach him Xiantian Qiankun Gong? Didn’t you swear not to pass it on to others?!”

The Shaolin monk put his palms together, his blood-stained white eyebrows trembled wildly, and the dim Buddha light beside him suddenly became brighter.

In the past, Shen Wulong was very powerful. As his soul had not become damaged from generation to generation, he also obtained the true teachings of many major sects.

"You two have just arrived at the Kengan Club, right? Haven't you ever thought about going to the martial arts library to take a look?" Shen Wulong scratched his ears and said lightly.

"What?! You bastard! You released our secret to the public?!" The Wudang sect's ancestor trembled all over, fire power gathered in his palms, ready to attack at any time.

Shen Wulong said nonchalantly, "Yes, this is the age now. You won't get far if you still cherish your own things. I mean, after reading a lot of inheritance, I found that your secret teachings are also very ordinary. Why are you reluctant to give them up?"

Fenglinji Hayato stared at Shen Wulong, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Are you the person behind Kengankai? Do you really want to rule the fighting world?"

"No, I'm their teacher." Shen Wulong scratched his head, glanced at Ganaga and the others, and said, "Su Ze gave me the position of chief instructor and martial arts library administrator. I'm usually very busy, so how can I have time to rule anything."

Fenglinji Hayato looked at the other three people, and suddenly launched an attack on Shen Wulong.

Buddha asked Canaan!

The world is uncertain!

True Fist·Nirvana and Destruction of the World!

Arcane Techniques, True Sword, Mandala!

Facing attacks from all directions, Shen Wulong smiled calmly, with a balanced aura surrounding his body.

Before the four attacks were implemented, the power and martial arts mood they carried completely disappeared and froze around Shen Wulong.

"Is this the Qiankun Mian Shen?! You actually mastered it!" the Wudang sect's ancestor said in shock.

Shen Wulong shook his head and said:

"You see, it's because you guys are so selfish that you can't learn well, but other talented people can learn it right away. Why don't you teach the secret to talented people?"

"This is how we benefit, everyone benefits!"

“The rich first will help the poor later, hahaha!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the attacks of the four people were returned intact.

Shi Xihuang Wo Zhizhu was caught off guard and was almost cut in half by the power of his own sword.

The three men, Hayato from Furinji, were all hit by his own punch, and their internal organs were shattered!

"Ah, ah, that was a bit heavy, but you should be able to handle it, right?" Shen Wulong said worriedly.

Gana and the others were all silent.

The chief instructor should be this strong!

The ancestor of Wudang Sect flew backwards, and in the direction where he flew, there was a Ghana.

"The sky is shaking and the earth is shaking. The wind is blowing and the ground is breaking!" He shouted loudly, and the natural forces of the heaven and earth within a dozen meters around him were drained in an instant, the earth dried up, and the air became inactive.

Although he had only just begun to understand the basics of this move.

But it is enough to destroy Ghana!

He would never allow such an outsider who had learned the Xiantian Qiankun Gong to live in the world!

- Pay a price to Ghana and deter others who dare to have delusions!

Ghana was greatly shocked. He had just learned how to eliminate energy and Tai Chi yesterday and completed the prerequisites for practicing the Xiantian Qiankun Gong. He never expected that he would face the killer move in the Xiantian Qiankun Gong today.

The Wudang sect's ancestor transformed himself into a tornado and rushed towards Ghana like an electric drill.

Before the strong wind even arrives, it grinds the earth into starch!

"Old friend..."

The Shaolin Temple patriarch clasped his hands together, looking at the tornado, knowing full well that his old friend in it was facing a strangling force that had already broken through the sky, and was in danger of being turned into meat paste at any time.

Why do we need to do this?

He didn't understand.

Facing the crisis of life and death, Gana's body was like a stream of water, constantly fluctuating, and was finally swept away by the tornado. The whole person turned into a meteor, smashing straight into the wall hundreds of meters away.

His body cells were completely destroyed by natural forces, making it almost impossible for him to survive.

"Is it really necessary to do this?" Shen Wulong stared at the ancestor of the Wudang Sect and sighed.

The Wudang Sect patriarch was covered in blood and one of his eyes had exploded, but the other eye was still staring at Shen Wulong: "Two of my disciples have died. Do you think it was necessary?!"

The Shaolin Temple patriarch was stunned.

It seems like several of my younger generations have also died.

Cough!

Feel sorry!

The ancestor will chant sutras for you to be liberated!

Although the founder of Shaolin Temple has an indestructible body, he is obviously not as strong as the founder of Wudang Sect.

Hearing this, Shen Wulong scratched his head again and looked towards the only viewing room in the arena: "I thought Su Ze's methods would be gentler."

The entire venue was full of potholes. Apart from the fighting arena which was several thousand meters long and wide, the audience seats were also smashed and no part was intact.

The field was covered in blood. Some people were dead, while others were still alive, watching the situation on the field.

Tenma Hope and the other two were standing in the corridor trembling, while Wu Fengshui, Wu Garuda, Sena Kōko and Sena Liko were lying on the ground, dying.

"Isn't this great? Under the pressure of life and death, the martial artists fought with all their might, and their potential continued to improve after being enhanced. Kana Kaku and Wakatsuki Bushi both broke through several times!" Su Ze floated in the air at some point and said with a chuckle.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Shen Wulong shook his head and said, "Although it is undeniable that with a population base of tens of billions, there are definitely more geniuses among the people than here, but the people here are also quite talented. It's a pity that they all died."

"Then let them resurrect." Su Ze said lightly.

These firm words immediately made everyone present frown.

"President, there is no way to resurrect the dead, right?" Li You stuttered.

Zou Ryuin Shion stopped smoking and looked at Su Ze with a serious look in her eyes.

This man might really be able to do it.

"Oh, President, do you have another miracle to create?" Shen Wulong frowned.