Ping Yang City, Central Square!
"Junior Brother Yu, you have a soulmate!"
Yu Haoran's flattery made Huang Zonghua feel very comfortable, as if he had met a soulmate.
While sighing, Huang Zonghua put his arm around Yu Haoran's shoulder, intending to continue discussing each other's beauty and the boredom of the Qingyun Peak disciples.
However, Yu Haoran shook his head, indicating that there would be plenty of time in the future.
Then, he turned to look at the arena below the high platform, and his gaze fell directly on Wu Zhengjun.
According to the memories of his previous life, Wu Zhengjun had finally activated his special constitution in this round of the competition, and then killed his opponent. After that, he was selected by the Iron Blood Sect and became a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect.
At the same time, it was also because of this competition that he had formed a deep estrangement with the Wu Clan. In the end, after he left the sect, he had never returned to Ping Yang City or the Wu Clan.
It was indeed him!
Looking at the person who had taken the initiative to find Wu Zhengjun, Yu Haoran could not help but feel a trace of sadness for Wu Zhengjun.
This was because the person who had taken the initiative to find Wu Zhengjun was from the direct line of descent of the Wu Clan. His talent and potential were ranked third, but his status was ranked first, Wu Junda.
Wu Junda, eighteen years old, was at the peak of the eighth grade Martial Disciple realm. He was the only son of the Wu Clan's patriarch. He was very similar to Yu Haocheng in that he was also a selfish and treacherous person.
The only difference was that Wu Junda was a more hardworking playboy. He had cultivated to the peak of the eighth grade of Martial Disciple step by step, and was deeply valued by the upper echelons of the Wu Clan.
"Wu Zhengjun, I order you to admit defeat immediately!" Standing in front of Wu Zhengjun, Wu Junda ordered very domineeringly.
"Why should I?" Wu Zhengjun asked unhappily.
Both of them were direct line of descent of the Wu Clan, and both of them were geniuses with the strength to challenge those of a higher level.
If both of them could enter a first-rate sect at the same time and become a disciple of the sect, whether it was for themselves or for the Wu Clan behind them, there would be no harm.
Therefore, he did not understand why Wu Junda wanted him to admit defeat!
Not to mention, Wu Zhengjun knew very clearly in his heart that if he wanted to chase up to and even surpass Yu Haoran, then becoming a disciple of a sect was his only choice. How could he be willing to give up the fortuitous encounter that he fought desperately for for?
"My father is a member of the Wu Clan, and I am the first successor of the Wu Clan. You have to guarantee that I will smoothly advance to the next round, and that I will be chosen by a first-rate sect. Therefore, you can only admit defeat!" Facing Wu Zhengjun's questioning, Wu Junda's explanation was very unreasonable.
"You …!" Faced with Wu Junda's unreasonable reply, Wu Zhengjun was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
If you want to advance to the next round, sure!
If you want to be selected by a first-rate sect, that's fine too!
You can challenge other contestants and defeat them with your own strength, but you can't sacrifice my future for your own.
"Wu Zhengjun, you know my patience very well. Either you admit defeat now, or I will do it myself!" Speaking of this, Wu Junda's face changed, and his tone was gloomy as he threatened Wu Zhengjun.
"Wu Zhengjun, you know what I, Wu Junda, am capable of. If I attack you, I can't guarantee that you will be able to return unharmed!"
"Wu Junda, don't push me too far!" Wu Zhengjun, who was threatened, completely exploded with anger in his heart.
Although he was also a direct descendant of the Wu Clan, his parents had died when he was young, so he did not have a deep foundation in the clan. Therefore, he was very low-key in the clan, neither fighting nor robbing. Instead, he fawned on the clan members everywhere and thought of the clan in everything.
He did not expect that his cautious behavior and enthusiasm would be in exchange for such treatment. He was completely heartbroken to Wu Junda and the Wu Clan!
"Why is it that the more I look at this kid, the more repulsive I feel. If it weren't for the fact that no one is allowed to interfere, I would definitely go up and slap this kid a few times to teach him how to behave!"
Perhaps because of Yu Haoran's attention, Chu Zhongyu and Huang Zonghua were also paying attention to Wu Zhengjun, so they also heard the conversation between Wu Zhengjun and Wu Junda.
After hearing Wu Zhengjun's shameless words and threats, Huang Zonghua immediately clenched his fists in anger, looking as if he wanted to stand up for Wu Zhengjun.
Fortunately, he knew the rules of the Sect Selection Competition, so he barely suppressed the anger in his heart.
However, Yu Haoran's face was very calm.
This was because he finally knew how Wu Zhengjun's special constitution had been activated. Other than the threat of death, Wu Junda's humiliation and his disappointment in the clan were also one of the reasons.
"What a pity!" Seeing Wu Zhengjun make the first move, the kind-hearted Chu Zhongyu could not help but sigh.
Wu Zhengjun's strength was not bad, and his foundation was relatively solid. However, compared to Wu Junda, he was still far behind.
Whether it was cultivation or the martial skills he used, he was completely at a disadvantage. Therefore, he was at a disadvantage after the exchange of blows.
Moreover, Wu Junda was a narrow-minded person. Wu Zhengjun dared to refuse his orders to his face and make the first move. At the same time, he felt that he had lost face, and at the same time, it completely aroused the killing intent in his heart.
Therefore, not only did he directly explode with all his strength, but he also attacked Wu Zhengjun's moves. It could be said that every move was fatal, and every punch drew blood.
After five moves, Wu Zhengjun was directly hit in the chest by Wu Junda's palm technique, causing him to be seriously injured in an instant.
However, the anger in his heart suppressed the injuries in his body, causing him to continue to attack Wu Junda like a madman without any regard for his life.
"Wu Zhengjun, since you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish!" Seeing Wu Zhengjun fighting like a madman, Wu Junda, who had been a little lenient, seemed to be angered and did not show any mercy.
His footwork martial skills did not have much of an advantage in speed, allowing him to easily circle to Wu Zhengjun's back. His heavy fist, which contained the yuan energy of a peak eighth grade Martial Disciple, directly smashed towards Wu Zhengjun's back, which was close to his heart.
If this fist landed, with Wu Zhengjun's strength, he would undoubtedly die. Even Yu Haoran, who knew the final result, could not help but feel nervous.
Although in his previous life, Wu Zhengjun was forced by Wu Junda to use his special body constitution, after his rebirth, he had unknowingly changed a lot of things. He was worried that his rebirth would affect Wu Zhengjun's fate.
Fortunately, what happened next did not deviate from the trajectory of his previous life.
Just as Wu Junda's heavy fist was about to land on Wu Zhengjun's back, a thick blood fog instantly enveloped Wu Zhengjun, causing Wu Junda's heavy fist to only land on the blood fog.
There was no sound, nor did he hear Wu Zhengjun's scream. Wu Junda's fist just now seemed to have no power at all.
Seeing the strange situation in front of him, Wu Junda hurriedly took two steps back, and then stared closely at Wu Zhengjun, who was enveloped by the blood fog.
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