Jun Changxiao wanted to leave, but Elder Jin didn't agree and declared war on him as an elder.
The main event was about to begin!
Qin Haoran was secretly delighted.
This guy left the Noble Spirit Gate for the Holy Spring Sect. What kind of secret deal did he have?
It was simple.
When Jun Changxiao came to fight, the elders would fight him. Even if they couldn't kill him, they would at least severely injure him and traumatize him!
The Iron Bone disciples would do the same.
As long as there was a chance, they would beat them until they lost their confidence in cultivating martial arts.
In the end, the Holy Spring Sect was the one who was beaten.
There was nothing they could do about it.
Now that Elder Jin declared war on Jun Changxiao, he would definitely beat him until he doubted his life. After all, he was an eighth-grade Wuzong!
Kid.
Aren't you very cool?
If you have the guts, hurry up and agree!
"Elder Jin declared war!"
"This disciple has lost seventy-two rounds in a row. I definitely can't stand it!"
"Elder Jin is an eighth-grade Wuzong. Judging from Sect Leader Jun's aura, he's at most a second-grade Wuzong. There's no way he can fight!"
The various forces' cultivators all looked at Jun Changxiao.
Ma Yunteng wanted to help him out, but he didn't know how. After all, he took the initiative to challenge the Holy Spring Sect. It was reasonable for an elder to declare war on him!
"What?"
Elder Jin said, "Sect Leader Jun doesn't dare?"
"It's not that I don't dare."
Jun Changxiao said, "It's that if I win against Elder Jin, your Holy Spring Sect's reputation will be ruined."
"…"
Everyone's mouth twitched.
A second-grade Wuzong was actually so arrogant!
Elder Jin said with a smile, "If Sect Leader Jun can win, it means your strength is extraordinary. I'm not as good as you, so how can my reputation be ruined?"
In his heart, he was roaring, "If I don't beat you up, my Holy Spring Sect's reputation will be ruined!"
"You really want to fight?"
"You really want to fight!"
"In that case."
Jun Changxiao shrugged and said, "Then let's fight."
His tone was so reluctant!
City Lord Xie and Family Head Ai behind him couldn't help but twitch their mouths.
Sect Leader Jun was merely a second stage Wuzong. How could he possibly win against an eighth stage Wuzong like Elder Jin?
"Hmph."
Li-er said indifferently, "Iron Bone Sect Leader's brain must have been squeezed by the door."
Xi Jingxuan smiled and said, "The Iron Bone disciples are so powerful even under his guidance. Sect Master Jun's strength is definitely not weak."
"My Palace Lord, Elder Jin is a high grade eight Martial Master. His strength is at least 320,000."
Li 'er said, "Even if Jun Changxiao is an extreme grade two Martial Master, it's already not bad for his strength to reach 270,000!"
"That's true," Xi Jingxuan said.
Li-er continued, "Besides, Elder Jin is a veteran of Wuzong. He's also very familiar with all kinds of martial techniques. How can a second-grade Wuzong win?"
"Your analysis makes sense."
Xi Jingxuan smiled and said, "However, I still think that Sect Master Jun will win."
Li-er: "…"
My Palace Lord, what's wrong with you!
Different from Xi Jingxuan, all the martial artists believed that Jun Changxiao would lose, and lose extremely miserably!
They were not as professional as Li-er thought, but because there was a difference of six levels between a second-grade and an eighth-grade, it was impossible for him to make a comeback.
"Tsk."
The Lily Saint Sect disciple said indifferently, "Overestimating himself."
Murong Xin did not say anything. She only paid attention to Xiao Ziji and had no interest in the other people's battles.
A moment later.
Under everyone's gaze, Jun Changxiao walked towards the martial arts arena.
Behind him, Liu Wanshi waved her hand and shouted, "Sect Master will win!"
"Sect Master will win!"
The Iron Bone disciples also shouted!
"Kid."
Ye Xingchen thought, "If you can defeat the eighth-grade Wuzong, this emperor will recognize you as Sect Master."
The difference between each grade in Wuzong's stage was not like that between a Martial Disciple and a Martial Master. It was almost impossible to win against someone with six grades.
Even so.
Ye Xingchen still preferred Jun Changxiao.
After all, he had a lot of good things, and he might have some powerful trump cards.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others did not have such complicated thoughts. They just supported the Sect Master without thinking, no matter how big the difference was between them and their opponents.
"Ta."
Jun Changxiao stopped, cupped his hands and said, "Sect Master of the Iron Bone Clan, Jun Changxiao."
Very imposing, very stylish!
Elder Jin also walked over and said indifferently, "Internal Affairs Elder of the Holy Spring Sect, Jin Shichang."
Sect Master versus Elder.
This battle was fair in terms of status.
"Begin!" The referee shouted.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Elder Jin opened his right palm, and instantly gathered spiritual energy visible to the naked eye, forming a strong air mass!
The eighth-grade Wuzong had already mastered the use of spiritual energy. Just this release alone was not something a Martial Master could compare to.
Whoosh — — —
Elder Jin casually waved his hand, and the gathered spiritual energy flew over like a cannonball.
Everyone was secretly shocked.
It seemed to be a casual attack, but the strength was definitely more than three hundred thousand pounds.
Wuzong's powerhouses were so terrifying!
The shocked crowd hurriedly looked at Jun Changxiao, waiting to see how he would dodge!
Eh?
That guy did not move?
That's right, Jun Chang Xiao stood in place without moving.
When the violent air mass was about to engulf him, he took a step forward and punched with his right fist!
A second-grade Wuzong dared to fight against the spiritual energy gathered by an eighth-grade Wuzong, this was too arrogant …
Boom!
The sound of an explosion was heard.
Elder Jin's gathered strength of three hundred thousand pounds was shattered on the spot by Jun Changxiao's Exploding Fist!
This …
Everyone's eyes bulged.
Elder Jin was also shocked. He thought to himself, "This guy's strength just now was also three hundred thousand pounds?"
"Whoosh!"
While thinking, Jun Changxiao used Cloud Treading Steps and instantly approached. He raised his left hand, poured spiritual energy into it, and directly used Mountain Splitting Palm!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —
With the support of the palm technique, his strength continued to increase, and instantly soared to three hundred and fifty thousand pounds!
Boom!
Elder Jin used his right arm to block the Mountain Splitting Palm, but after taking the brunt of the force, not only did he stagger back more than ten steps, but his face also became ferocious.
The spectating martial artists were all dumbfounded!
Iron Bone's sect leader shattered the air mass with a punch, and then pushed Elder Jin back with a palm. This was seriously not the right style!
Boom!
At this moment, another explosion was heard.
Jun Changxiao had already circled behind Elder Jin with his movement technique, and directly punched the side of Elder Jin's waist with Exploding Fist.
Thump thump thump!
Elder Jin staggered back, and his face became more and more ferocious. It was obvious that the two punches had caused a lot of damage.
Damn it!
He stabilized his body, and his eyes almost popped out. He shouted, "Grand Spirit-gathering Seal!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The spiritual energy around him exploded, and instantly filled the air, forming a thick cloud.
Whoosh — — —
A huge hand pressed down from the Spiritual Layer, as if it came from the clouds, and its momentum was also very vast!
Elder Jin's Grand Spirit-gathering Seal was far stronger than Qing Linfeng's in terms of scale and power.
Jun Changxiao, who was directly below, smiled coldly. The moment the palm pressed down, he suddenly threw dozens of Exploding Fists at it.
The speed of the punches was very fast, and the power was explosive!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a series of wild explosions, the Grand Spirit-gathering Seal suddenly stopped, and then with a "boom", it exploded in front of everyone's eyes, and the cloud of spiritual energy that had gathered suddenly dissipated!
"Wah!"
Elder Jin spat out blood on the spot, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Hiss!"
The martial artists of various forces all sucked in a cold breath.
Elder Jin's Grand Spirit-gathering Seal was broken with just one punch. This was too terrifying!
"…"
Ye Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly.
He was thinking that the sect leader would show some trump card to counterattack.
Now that Elder Jin spat out blood with just one punch, it could only mean that his strength had completely surpassed his opponent's!
Second-class Wuzong suppressed eighth-class Wuzong in strength. Could it be that the sect leader was … at the supreme level?
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