In the Buddhist and Daoist competition field.
"Young master Wu Hong! Young master Wu Hong … "
Countless Buddhist and Daoist cultivators stood in the field, waving their hands with enthusiasm.
They shouted the four words "Young master Wu Hong", and the whole scene was in an uproar.
On the field, Wu Hong stood in place, smiling and waving his hands at the crowd.
His calm appearance was like a victorious general.
After nearly a hundred matches, Wu Hong was undefeated, and his opponents couldn't even touch his clothes.
The last match was already the championship competition, and after winning, he would get first place.
"Next, let's welcome Master Pu Hui!"
The host roared.
However.
"Hush …"
Bursts of boos sounded.
Everyone looked at Pu Hui, their faces full of contempt.
"Won second place without a fight, this is simply a miracle in history!"
"Pu Hui's strength is not good, but his luck is heaven defying, every time he gets a bye, his luck is simply soaring!"
"Wait and see, when he meets Young master Wu Hong, he will definitely be beaten to a pulp!"
The sound of discussion continued.
For these, Pu Hui seemed not to hear.
He walked straight in front of Wu Hong and performed a Buddhist greeting.
"Almsgiver, we meet again!" Pu Hui said with a smile.
Wu Hong smiled and secretly touched the jade bottle in his hand, "Pu Hui, no matter how strong you are, in front of this Spirit-devouring Poison, you will become a reptile!"
"You will suffer later!"
Wu Hong looked at Pu Hui, standing there calmly, not saying a word.
"Begin!"
After a sound.
"Ah …"
Wu Hong lightly shouted, his body shining with golden light.
He looked like a Vajra Arhat, with an indestructible feeling.
"Buzz …"
In an instant, he and Pu Hui were fighting.
"Dong …"
The two collided, and the sound of metal colliding rang out continuously.
The more they fought, the more shocked Wu Hong was.
This Pu Hui's body was like a Vajra, not the slightest bit weaker than his own golden body.
In this world, how could there be such a strong body?
Could it be that he had already forged a divine body?
How was this possible?
Wu Hong revealed a serious face and summoned the Buddhist seal.
"Buzz …"
The air trembled.
The Buddhist seal superimposed on the golden body, bursting out a shocking roar, like a meteor hitting Pu Hui.
"Boom …"
A loud sound.
"Deng deng …"
Pu Hui staggered backward, and it took her quite some time to stabilize herself.
"What? I'm fine! "
"This Pu Hui actually blocked Wu Hong's killing move with just his body? How is this possible?! "
"Not only is Pu Hui's luck heaven-defying, but his strength is also terrifying!"
The spectator stands were in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Pu Hui in astonishment.
They saw.
Pu Hui stood in the arena, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking calm.
He stretched out his palm unhurriedly.
"Buzz …"
A Buddhist seal flew out from his palm and enveloped his fist.
He took a step forward and instantly disappeared from the spot.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Wu Hong.
Wu Hong's pupils constricted and his expression changed slightly.
In a moment of panic, he stretched out his fist.
Boom!
The two fists collided, causing a loud explosion.
The two of them stumbled backward.
Wu Hong looked at Pu Hui with fear on his face.
"Pu Hui, I don't want to kill you. Give me the first place, okay?"
Wu Hong used his divine sense to transmit his voice.
"Hehe …"
Pu Hui smiled faintly and did not reply. Her fighting spirit rose, and she had no intention of retreating.
"You …"
"If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
In Wu Hong's eyes, a killing intent flashed.
"If that's the case, then come on!"
Wu Hong raised the corner of his mouth, secretly clenched the jade bottle, and rushed towards Wu Hong.
"Boom …"
The two people's fists collided again, bursting out with a deafening sound.
The golden light shot straight to the Ninth Heaven, and a shock force pushed the two to the sides.
"Howl …"
The terrifying power was like a dragon's roar, shocking everyone's mind.
Everyone watched the two fight, sitting in place, without any reaction for a long time.
That stunned look could not be described with words.
After a moment.
"This … this Pu Hui is too powerful, right? Just relying on a Buddhist seal, she is actually evenly matched with Young Master Wu Hong! "
"I even laughed at him just now, it's simply too ignorant!"
"Yeah, I wish there was a hole in the ground to crawl into."
Everyone muttered to themselves, looking at Pu Hui with eyes full of worship.
"That is?"
Suddenly, an exclamation sounded.
Following this person's gaze, everyone stared at Pu Hui, their faces full of doubt.
Only to see.
Pu Hui stood in place, his body emitting a green light.
The veins on his face bulged, revealing a look of pain.
"Ah …"
Shrill screams, resounding throughout the entire competition field.
"Plop …"
Pu Hui collapsed to the ground, his screams gradually weakened.
It looked like he was seriously injured.
"What happened to Master Pu Hui? He was still fine just now! "
"That … that is God Devouring Poison!"
"What? My God! How did Master Pu Hui plant this poison? "
"That goes without saying, someone poisoned him!"
This voice, woke up the people on the viewing platform.
Everyone stared at Wu Hong.
That kind of angry light, seemed to want to drown Wu Hong.
"This was done by Young Master Wu Hong? How can he be such a person? "
"That goes without saying, looking at his appearance, he must have been prepared long ago!"
"My God, the Dao companion I fancy is actually this kind of sanctimonious hypocrite?"
"Damn, actually poisoning! In vain as a Buddhist cultivator! "
"This kind of despicable means, he actually used it!"
"This kind of person, how can we let him come to the Buddhist land?"
On the viewing platform, instantly, the sound of criticism sounded continuously.
There were even many people who stood up, using all kinds of moves against Wu Hong.
"Boom …"
Thousands of streams of light exploded on the shield, exploding continuously.
The shield twisted and deformed, as if it was about to explode.
The guardian of the array had an ugly expression, constantly using the power in his body to maintain the energy of the shield.
The host stood on the stage, his expression changing.
Facing this kind of situation, it was not easy for him to handle.
"Quiet!"
Wu Hong lightly shouted.
This sound, with magic, instantly shook everyone on the spot.
They quieted down, looking at Wu Hong with a puzzled look.
"Everyone, what you said is wrong!"
"I, Wu Hong, walk upright, when did I use despicable means?" Wu Hong's voice rumbled, shaking everyone's ears.
Hearing this, everyone was puzzled.
"You dare to say that the God Devouring Poison was not planted by you?" A strong man pointed at Wu Hong, shouting loudly.
"That's right, the God Devouring Poison was planted by me!"
With this sound, the surroundings exploded again.
The whole scene was out of control again.
When everyone calmed down, Wu Hong spoke again.
"You're really wrong, poisoning is also a kind of ability!"
"Who made the rule that poison can't be used in a competition?"
"Is there such a rule?"
Wu Hong looked at the host and asked.
"Wow …"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the host.
At this moment.
The host was the center of attention.
Under this kind of gaze, the host stood in place, his forehead overflowing with fine beads of sweat.
"No!" The host said honestly.
… …
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