I tried to kill the heroines of luck, but they came after me

This kind of evaluation is important and important, and it is not very important if it is not important. It is important because the young people of any ethnic group will be the backbone of the clan in the future, and has a value worthy of scrutiny. It is not important because under such circumstances, some clans will let their clansmen hide it and will not reveal their true strength.

But if it is in a battle, there may be some accidents. The rational faction may be able to hold back the thrill of defeating the opponent, but the people in the competition are young people after all, and they still have a youthful side, so if this side is stimulated by the opponent, then they may also use all their strength to defeat the opponent.

Of course, this kind of people does not only refer to other ethnic groups, but also the Emperor Sword Clan itself.

"Then..." Before Zhang Shen finished his words, he just waved his hand, and the sound of fireworks resounded in everyone's ears from the surroundings. Obviously, it heralded the official start of this discussion.

And as the sound of fireworks emerged, Zhang Jian beside Zhang Shen didn't wait for Zhang Shen to say more, but with a flash of eyes and a movement of his figure, he teleported to the wide platform.

Although he was dressed in a red robe, he felt quite festive, but his aura was full, directly giving the people below the platform a kind of shock, intentionally or unintentionally, or... provocation.

"This eldest son...is he a bit domineering?" At this moment, Zhu Yongri, who was beside Zhang Shen, looked at Zhang Jian on the platform, and said softly, but there seemed to be something else in the words.

"Hehehe! Young people! This is normal." Zhang Shen said, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Hearing this, Take Nagahi showed a smile that was not a smile, and at the same time said no more.

At the same time, an ordinary-looking member of the Zhutian clan also slowly came to the platform with light steps.

It may be because this person was the first person on stage, so he quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, including Zhang Shen and Zhu Yongri who were in the green pavilion.

"Hey! I didn't expect that the first person to challenge my son would be a member of your Bamboo Heaven Clan. I'm really surprised!" Zhang Shen said in surprise.

"Hahahaha, as you said, they are all young people! This is normal!" Zhu Yongyue replied in a tense tone just now, as if "respecting" him very politely.

"Oh! Well, well! Then let's see, is this young man from your Bamboo Heaven Clan better, or my son is better." Zhang Shen also smiled, and said as if he didn't care at all.

So amidst the discussion between Zhang Shen and Zhu Yongri, and in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Jian's first battle finally...began.

The person standing in front of Zhang Jian is an elite disciple of the Zhutian Clan.

His name is Zhuli, and he has the strength of the first level of Nirvana Realm.

He's not a small character, he's strong.

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It's not that he can't understand Zhang Jian's arrogance and provocation, but he just wants to know the gap between himself and the eldest son of the Emperor Sword Clan, because Zhang Jian in front of him is not his real target. His target is only one person, and that is the young patriarch of the Zhutian Clan...Zhu Xin.

Before coming here, he had figured out that Zhu Xin regarded the young patriarch as an opponent, so he wanted to prove that he had the ability to fight Zhu Xin by defeating Zhang Jian.

This battle ceremony does not mean that it will end after Zhang Jian is defeated by someone, but it is based on a certain period of time. Whoever stands at the end will be the final winner. So from this aspect, this is a battle belonging to the young people of the four clans, and it is also a way for them to prove themselves to the elders in the clan.

Of course, Zhuli didn't underestimate Zhang Jian. Although he looked very casual on the surface, he was extremely vigilant in his heart, because since he came to power until now, he didn't even feel Zhang Jian's aura of cultivation.

"That kid can't win." Zhu Xin looked at Zhu Li who was on the stage, and shook his head involuntarily.

"Really?" Zhuxin's clansman asked suspiciously.

"Oh!" Zhu Xin sighed slightly, and said no more.

At this time, Zhuli also gradually calmed down his inner thoughts, and there was a trace of firmness and fighting spirit in his eyes. Anyway, he has already entered the stage, so he must not surrender without a fight!

"No matter how powerful this guy is, I can only talk about it after fighting."

With a flash of thought, spiritual power circled his hands, and he punched out with both fists. In an instant, he turned into a mighty white wolf. After a loud roar, he ran directly towards Zhang Jian.

Looking at the ferocious state of the white wolf, it seemed that Takeri wanted to end the battle quickly, so he used all his strength from the beginning.

And just when the white wolf was about to hit Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian waved his left hand, and understatement, the whole white wolf disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a faint stream of spiritual power to prove that the white wolf existed.

"Sure enough!" Seeing that the white wolf was so easily dismissed by Zhang Jian, Zhu Xin spit out these two words slowly.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The people around him were still stunned.

But Zhu Xin didn't say any more, but continued to look at the battle situation between the two.

At this moment, Zhuli on the stage looked at the disappearing white wolf in disbelief, and his eyes turned to Zhang Jian's plain face again, but he couldn't calm down anymore.

"This is... what's going on?" Zhuli thought to himself, sweating profusely. He didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly felt a strong pressure in his heart, from Zhang Jian's pressure.

Fortunately, he is not a simple person. After a few breaths, he forcibly regained his mind. Although he seemed to have nothing to do for a while, he didn't want to give up easily!

Zhuli looked at Zhang Jian vigilantly, wisely planning to wait and see what happened.

At this moment, Zhang Jian also spoke for the first time.

"It's really a good attack, but unfortunately, you are still too weak..." His tone was not mocking, but there was a hint of appreciation and regret.

It's just that Takeri, who heard this sentence, didn't have the slightest intention to refute it, or he couldn't refute it yet.

"That's all! I respect you! Although you are not worthy of my thunder sword, it is enough for me to use a little strength." Zhang Jian said again, but as soon as the words fell, there were bursts of thunder on his body, which filled the entire platform in the blink of an eye.

"This is... thunder?" Zhu Xin, the young patriarch of the Zhutian clan, and Dao San's female disciple in the audience were surprised at the same time when they saw the thunder light on Dao Zhang Jian's body.

And on the stage, a black thunder wolf was formed instantly amidst the roar. Looking carefully at it, it was exactly the same as the white wolf that Zhuli transformed just now, but it was more solid and fierce than the one in Zhuli.

"What?" Zhuli was startled, looking at the thunder wolf, his whole body tensed up unconsciously, he felt a sense of danger!

"go with!"

Zhang Jian pointed lightly with his left hand, and the Thunder Wolf moved as if he had heard an order, and rushed directly towards Zhuli with thousands of thunder and lightning.

"Since that's the case! Ordinary moves don't seem to be effective! Then one move will determine the outcome!" Zhuli murmured inwardly as he looked at the approaching Thunder Wolf.

At this time, he stretched out his left hand and immediately clenched his fists. During the flow of spiritual power, two small golden rays of light slowly appeared on his fists.

"Take the move! My strongest move! Yuan Fist!!" Zhuli looked ferocious, shouted loudly, and in the next breath, his spiritual power covered his left fist, directly making those two fists The golden light expanded rapidly.

"Ha!!!" While roaring, he raised his left fist and punched Zhang Jian's Thunder Wolf fiercely without hesitation.

A golden light pierced through the air.

This golden ray of light seems ordinary, but there is a powerful aura hidden in it, the moment Zhuli made a move, it seemed to shake the whole space.

"Tsk tsk! Yuanquan? It can be regarded as the top profound art in the clan, but it's a pity..." Zhu Xin shook his head as usual in the audience.

It's just pity for the clansman beside him, until now Monk Zhanger can't figure it out.

In the stands, a sudden change emerged.

When the golden light and the thunder wolf were about to collide, the two golden lights bypassed the thunder wolf as if they had spirituality, and directly charged towards Zhang Jian.

It's just that the price of this is that the thunder wolf will also attack directly into the bamboo because there is no obstacle.

But Zhang Jian frowned slightly when he saw the two golden lights approaching him quickly. Obviously, he also felt the difference between the two golden lights.

But when Zhuli saw Thunder Wolf approaching, he didn't dodge or dodge, he just shouted: "Come on!"

Originally, he wanted to use his physical body to meet this attack.

boom!boom!

The two attacks reached the positions of both sides at the same time, and the bang sounded almost at the same time

But the situation on the stage was completely covered by the smoke and dust from these two attacks!

"Ah!" Zhuli screamed, and the power storm formed by Thunder Wolf quickly swept Zhuli's entire body, and crazily destroyed him.

After the storm and dust were over, Zhuli's body appeared in front of people kneeling on one knee, but almost no part of his body was good, big and small wounds were horrifying, and in other He also looked very embarrassed, and it seemed that his injuries should be quite serious.

It's just that at this time, he didn't care about his injury, but panted, and quickly turned his gaze to Zhang Jian's position.

However, at this moment, a voice that made his heart tremble came directly from the dust.

"This attack is quite good!"

As soon as the sound fell, Zhang Jian's unscathed body appeared in everyone's eyes.

He and Zhuli are completely different.

"What?" Zhuli's eyes were wide open, he couldn't believe it, and there was no doubt about it.

"How did this happen? My all-out attack didn't even cause him a slight injury. How is this possible? Is this the gap between me and him? Why is this happening?"

Zhang Jian looked at Zhuli who had lost the ability to think, shook his head, and said directly: "Don't worry! I won't laugh at you, because you... are not worthy of my laugh at all!"

"It's over... Lei Qi!" Zhang Jian's expression was calm, but he was still muttering.

And as his words fell, a group of thunder light exuding tyrannical power suddenly transformed into a cloud, and went straight to Zhuli.

The thunder light is approaching, in Zhuli's eyes at this time, it seems that there is only that thunder light left now...

"Damn it!!! Even if I'm going to lose! I'll fight until the last moment!" Suddenly, deep in Zhuli's heart, a voice unconsciously reached Zhuli's ears.

This is his unwillingness.

"What is this, what is this? I haven't lost, not yet!!" Thinking of this, Zhuli gritted his teeth, his heart seemed to be filled with something, and the spiritual power in his whole body suddenly rose , wanting to break through the second level of Nirvana.

But at this moment, he didn't care about 21, straightened his injured body, and directly punched Lei Ting above him, making another intimate contact with him.

Of course he wasn't trying to save face, he just felt... that he could still fight.

This is normal and helpless.

There was no accident in Zhuli's defeat. In fact, a discerning expert could tell from the moment the two fought that Zhuli could not be Zhang Jian's opponent, so no matter what, Zhuli would not win.

Zhu Xin thinks so, and so do Daosan's disciples, including Zhang Shen and Zhu Yongri in the Green Pavilion.

"Leifa? Hehe! It seems that you really dote on him!" Zhu Yongri said with a chuckle.

"It's not because I dote on it. I think Lei Fa is suitable for him, so I forced him to learn it." Zhang Shen replied calmly.

"Mandatory?" Take Nagahi said suddenly as if he had heard something crucial.

"Yes! When this kid just came back from the outside world, he was very stubborn! Whether it's cultivation or daily eating and drinking, basically he doesn't know how to do it. So for the sake of the Emperor Sword Clan, I can only use some means to make him submit. Otherwise, his current cultivation base is probably still at the level of the Creation Realm." Zhang Shen continued.

"Huh?! Good Fortune Realm?" Zhu Yongri said in surprise: "It is said that your eldest son has only been back from the outside world for five years. In such a short period of time, he has such a cultivation level, and even learned the thunder method. It seems that your method... is a bit strong!"

"No! It's not that my methods are strong. At best, my methods are just to let him eat and drink, and let him practice. The real strong person is himself. You must have heard of people who are partial to cultivation! My son is such a person." Zhang Shen explained.

"Partial cultivation? You mean?" Take Yongri seemed to think of something, and the surprise in his eyes suddenly became a little bit stronger.

"That's right! That's what you think. On the surface, my son's talent seems to be mediocre, but when it comes to sword cultivation, he shows a strong talent. It is this system of partial cultivation that will make him completely reborn in the past five years." Zhang Shen nodded.

"Okay! But your vision...is really vicious as always!" said Take Nagahi.

But Zhang Shen, who heard this sentence, just smiled slightly and didn't say any more.

……

On the martial arts arena, Zhuli had passed out completely, while Zhang Jian was unscathed, and the gap between the two was clearly revealed.

After a while, Zhuli was carried down on a stretcher by some staff, and the damaged contest platform, because of the blessing of the formation, quickly returned to its original appearance. At first glance, it seemed that nothing happened on the stage.

But at this moment, Zhang Jian looked at the audience and said indifferently: "Nirvana Realm Level [-] is not my opponent... No, even cultivators who have reached the Nirvana Realm Ninth Level will not be my opponents. Therefore, practitioners who have not reached the Nirvana Realm above the ninth level should not go on stage, so as not to bring shame on themselves."

However, once these words were spoken, how could the vigorous young people below not be moved by them, even Zhu Xin, who had always been calm, frowned.

"Too crazy?"

"Isn't it just defeating a small miscellaneous fish on the first floor of Nirvana? What's there to pretend for!"

"You guy..."

But at this moment, Zhang Jian's eyes turned cold, and he stared fiercely at the third person who was about to say something, which immediately shocked that person, and a sense of fear permeated his whole body, and what he originally wanted to say was directly swallowed back into his stomach.

Perhaps so, the people below were also stunned by him for a moment, and the whole scene became even more silent.

"Heh! It seems...it's my turn to play." Zhu Xin murmured inwardly as the corner of her mouth moved.

In his opinion, this is an excellent opportunity, because Zhang Jian has already offended everyone on the court. If someone successfully defeats him at this time, then this person's reputation will definitely be much higher, at least In the future, speaking will have some weight.

However, to his surprise, before he came to the stage, a practitioner who was dissatisfied with Zhang Jian and had the same idea as Zhu Xin appeared on stage one step ahead of him.

This person is a big man, and his cultivation base is at the fifth level of Nirvana Realm, which is not bad, but from the perspective of momentum, this person seems to be not as good as that Zhuli just now.

"Hmph! I am Yanda of the Yansheng Clan. I want to see if your tone matches your strength!" The disciple named Yanda sneered at Zhang Jian.

However, Zhang Jian didn't respond to this guy, but slowly raised his right hand, moved slightly towards Yan Da's palm, rolled it up and then stretched it twice, as if he didn't care about Yan Da's words at all, and even had a hint of sarcasm.

"Hmph! I don't know how to flatter you! I'll knock you down with one move."

As soon as Yan Da's words fell, he immediately drew a sharp sword from his waist, and he held the handle of the sword, pointing the tip of the sword straight into the sky.

"Huh?" Zhang Jian stared at the sky above the big knife, and suddenly felt a strong wave of spiritual power!

"As expected of the fifth level of Nirvana Realm, this kind of spiritual power manipulation, I'm afraid it will soon reach the sixth level of Nirvana Realm?" Zhang Jian thought in his heart, but his expression was still as calm as water.

"Wan Huo Lian!" At this moment, Yan Da shouted loudly, and then saw countless red fire lotus gathered by spiritual power, quickly appearing around the tip of the big knife.

In the next breath, these red fire lotuses flew towards Zhang Jian's position quickly under Yan Da's control, but perhaps the temperature was too high, which seemed to distort the space a little.

Seeing the fire lotus attacking him, Zhang Jian's face was still calm, but he raised his left hand in silence.

But all of a sudden, a flash of thunder flashed, but his figure disappeared strangely in this instant.