Ling Fei, who was ranked Earth, was easily defeated by Song Xuanzhou. This was much more shocking than the two Lily Sacred Sect disciples.
Therefore, all the martial artists were dumbfounded!
What was even more shocking was …
The guy who fought three rounds was not even panting. It was obvious that he was not serious yet!
Could it be that this disciple of the Sect of All Times, who looked like he was only at the fifth or sixth rank, was already strong enough to fight against a Martial King?
The Sword Control Sacred Sect elder frowned.
His disciple's move was broken, and he had a sword on his neck. The speed of his defeat was too fast!
This was unacceptable, unbearable!
"Fang Qingye."
The Sword Control Sacred Sect elder said in a deep voice, "Out …"
"Elder Shi."
Cheng Huixin stopped him and said, "He's here to challenge my Lily Sacred Sect. Please watch from the side."
"It doesn't matter."
Jun Changxiao shrugged and said with a look that deserved a beating, "Today, my Sect of All Times is here in Eastern Hao State. We welcome disciples from all forces to challenge us at any time!"
If the Sword Control Sacred Sect could be considered as part of the epic mission, then what about disciples from the same state?
I'm looking forward to it!
"This guy is really arrogant!"
"Does he think that there's no one in Eastern Hao State?"
"This is intolerable!"
The martial artists from all forces in Eastern Hao State were instantly enraged. If they were not in the Lily Sacred Sect, they would have already sent their outstanding disciples to fight!
Mu Changhong's mouth twitched.
Jun Patriarch, I'm here to challenge the Lily Sacred Sect, not the entire Eastern Hao State!
As long as I can complete the epic mission, Jun Changxiao would really dare to declare war on the entire state!
"Jun Patriarch."
Cheng Huixin raised her hand and said indifferently, "Your disciple is powerful. My sect will have to take this seriously."
Swoosh!
A graceful figure flew over from afar and landed lightly on the training field.
It was a beautiful woman who was about twenty years old. Her long black hair was scattered behind her back, and she looked very lively.
"Jiang Qingyu!"
"Direct disciple!"
"The Lily Sacred Sect is finally serious!"
"That guy will definitely lose!"
The martial artists from Eastern Hao State were instantly excited!
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "Elder Cheng, you should have been serious long ago. It's more interesting this way."
"Profound ark."
"Fight with him properly, don't be so modest anymore."
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.
He had been so modest that he had consecutively killed three disciples from second-rate sects with decent aptitude. If he were to get serious, how were they supposed to fight?
The Patriarch wants me to let go?
Song Xuanzhou shook his head and said, "Miss, please."
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Qingyu crossed her hands, and an aura like that of a tsunami suddenly erupted from her body!
"Martial King!"
"This personal disciple is a Martial King!"
All the martial artists exclaimed.
Just the disciples alone had reached the King Realm. As expected of a second-rate sect with a solid foundation!
The Eastern Haozhou martial artist sneered.
Kid.
Are you still showing off?
Huff — — — —
Jiang Qingyu waved her hands, and the aura she exuded quickly condensed into a materialized palm print in mid-air, pressing down on Song Xuanzhou!
A King Level Martial Artist's understanding of the Heaven and Earth Attribute was obviously stronger than a Master Level Martial Artist's. Therefore, when she displayed a martial arts technique similar to a palm technique, many of the younger generation who were stuck at the Wuzong Level were envious.
"Earth-shattering Fist!"
Song Xuanzhou strode forward, waving his fists fiercely in mid-air, forming a dense fist print, directly facing the huge palm that was pressing down!
"Tsk."
The crowd was disdainful.
Undeniably, this guy's fist technique was pretty good, but fighting against a Martial King was just like hitting a rock with an egg!
Boom!
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.
The fist print, which carried the power of an avalanche and an earth-shattering force, blasted onto the huge palm that was pressing down, and instantly, cracks appeared!
The smiles of the martial artists who witnessed this froze.
"Break!"
At this moment, Song Xuanzhou stomped his foot on the ground, and his right fist was instantly enveloped in flames. He used Earth-shattering Fist again!
That guy is a fire-elemental Martial Artist!
Boom — — —
Before the crowd could even react, Song Xuanzhou's fist, which was enhanced by flames, directly shattered the palm print that was bitterly holding on!
"Pfft!"
Jiang Qingyu took a few steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Whoosh!
Song Xuanzhou strode forward, and his body was instantly surrounded by scorching flames. He said, "How can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the moon!"
Boom!
Boom!
The scorching flames instantly turned into fiery fists, and crazily bombarded!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Jiang Qingyu took a few steps back, and directly retreated out of the martial arts field. Then, she could no longer support herself, and fell to the ground with a pale face.
Huff huff — — —
The flames around his body gradually receded, and Song Xuanzhou stood proudly. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for letting me win!"
Even if his opponent was a woman, he would not show mercy to her.
"Ding! Defeated Lily Holy Sect disciple x3! "
… …
Outside the martial arts field, it was completely silent.
The martial artists of the Eastern Haozhou all widened their eyes.
The Lily Holy Sect had sent out a Martial King as their direct disciple, but they still lost. They lost so thoroughly!
At that moment.
Their faces felt like they had been ruthlessly slapped dozens of times, and they could feel a burning pain.
The experts furrowed their brows.
This Sect of All Times disciple was a fire-elemental Martial Artist, which surprised them. However, when he attacked, his aura was still at the level of a Martial Master. How could he beat a Martial King to the point where she could not even fight back?
To be honest.
Even if he did not use his Martial King strength, Song Xuanzhou could still defeat a Low Rank Martial King like Jiang Qingyu.
Because regardless of aptitude, physical body, or spiritual energy, he had an absolute advantage.
"Elder Cheng."
Jun Changxiao said indifferently, "Your sect's direct disciple is only so-so."
At this moment.
He had the right to be arrogant!
"Crack!"
Cheng Huixin clenched her fists tightly.
Since the beginning, the Sect of All Times had not changed a second disciple, but her side had lost three people in a row, and one of them was a Martial King. This was simply unacceptable.
"Patriarch."
Song Xuanzhou said, "I'm a little tired."
He was a little embarrassed that he had been acting cool for four consecutive matches.
"Patriarch."
Li Tiantian said, "Can I fight?"
"Go."
"Yes!"
Li Tiantian stepped onto the martial arts field and replaced Song Xuanzhou. Then, he glanced at the Lily Holy Sect disciples and hooked his finger, "Ladies, bring it on."
This action, this tone, how despicable!
"Elder!"
A Lily Holy Sect disciple could not tolerate it and said, "This disciple is willing to fight!"
"Go." Cheng Huixin said.
In her opinion, this new Sect of All Times disciple's aura was much weaker than Song Xuanzhou's. His strength should not be too high.
…
On the martial arts field, the two of them exchanged names.
Swoosh!
Li Tiantian did not think that the lady had the right to attack first, so he rushed over with the Cloud Treading Steps and did not give her any chance to use the Landslide Fist.
Boom!
Boom!
Spiritual energy spread out and wreaked havoc on the martial arts field.
"Plop!"
Not long after, the Lily Holy Sect disciple who was fighting was sent flying.
"Thank you for letting me win."
Li Tiantian grinned. The more he looked at him, the more he wanted to beat him up.
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao shrugged and said, "Elder Cheng, your sect's inner sect disciple is too weak."
Cheng Huixin was so angry that her hands were trembling.
"How about this, let's change the game."
Jun Changxiao said, "Each of my sect's disciples will fight ten rounds with ten of your sect's disciples. If you lose one round, you lose one round. How about that?"
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