Shen Xiang looked around, and saw that everyone had different expressions, and said: "You don't have a rule here that you have to use your name, right?"
"No, you can use your name, but if you can become a hall master in the end, then you must have a name. Pay the registration fee, a million Spiritual crystal, and then go over there to accept the test of the Immortal King's strength." The old man said.
Shen Xiang secretly despised this Devil-suppressing Divine Palace. Why didn't he test his strength first before paying the registration fee? If he couldn't pass the test, then wouldn't the registration fee of a million Spiritual crystal be wasted?
"What's going on with that test?" Shen Xiang looked at the place the old man was pointing at. There was a Contest Ring there, and on top of it stood a youth with an ice-cold expression.
"To become the hall master of our Devil-suppressing Divine Palace, one must have the strength of an Immortal King. Of course, not just any Immortal King can do it. When you fight with one of our Immortal Kings, we will know how strong you are. Otherwise, if you participate in our Hall Master's examination, you might die. "The old man said.
There were a lot of hall masters in the Devil-suppressing Divine Palace, because there were branches everywhere in the Nine Heavens, and they all needed a powerful Immortal King to oversee them.
Shen Xiang handed over a million Spiritual crystal and obtained a jade tablet. Then, he walked towards the competition stage.
Only the Immortal King would come here to take this kind of examination, and there were very few Immortal Kings. Although there were a lot of people in the hall, there weren't many who wanted to sign up.
Shen Xiang walked up to the Contest Ring. The other party was a young man with an ice-cold face, with his arms crossed over his chest, looking like he was very powerful. He just stood there and looked at Shen Xiang indifferently.
"Hundreds of Flowers Heavenly Emperor? Don't you think this title is stupid? "The young man looked at Shen Xiang's jade tablet and sneered:" It seems that even though you are an Immortal King, it will not be easy for you to pass through my trial. Prepare yourself for serious injuries. "
When Shen Xiang saw how arrogant the other party was, he did not want to be outdone. He said, "No matter how stupid the title is, that's my business. It's none of your business. You just need to do what you have to do. With the way you are now, let alone seriously injuring me, it would be good enough if you could even get a strand of my hair off."
An old man below the stage couldn't help but take a deep breath, "This guy is crazy. Doesn't he know that the person he's facing is the strongest of the Four Little Immortal Kings of our Devil-suppressing Divine Palace?"
"So he is the strongest of the Four Little Immortal Kings. It is said that this person is ranked first among the four strongest young Immortal Kings in the Devil-suppressing Divine Palace. His name is Zhao Zhen, and I heard that his Devil Subduing Method has reached the ninth level."
"So this guy is Zhao Zhen. The last time he went to Mo Tian, he made the demons there live in fear for a few days."
When Shen Xiang heard the crowd talking about Zhao Zhen, he realized that the person in charge of testing strength had some real skills.
When Zhao Zhen heard others talking about him, he raised his head even higher. That kind of flattery made him feel extremely proud, and the way he looked at Shen Xiang became even more disdainful.
"When sparring, you have to use cultivation techniques related to the Devil-suppressing Divine Palace. You can't use weapons." An old man shouted, "Let's begin."
Zhao Zhen only felt that the other party was a fellow who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. He also wanted to give the other party a good beating, to actually say such arrogant words.
"I'll knock you down in one move." When Zhao Zhen saw that the great array on the stage had been activated, the Devil-suppressing holy power on his body flourished, and could clearly be seen gushing out. It looked like a golden aura was pulsating around his entire body.
Shen Xiang did not find it strange that the other party was able to cultivate the Devil-suppressing holy power. Although the Devil-suppressing Divine Palace had declined, its foundation was still there, and as the strongest person in the younger generation of the Devil-suppressing Divine Palace, Zhao Zhen cultivated.
It would be strange if he did not use the Devil-suppressing holy power.
"Crack …" Five consecutive thunderclaps rang out. It was actually the power of the fifth level of the Devil Subduing Method.
Using the power of the fifth level of the Devil Subduing Method, Zhao Zhen allowed his body to instantly appear in front of Shen Xiang, and his fist had already been swung over.
To many people, using the Devil-suppressing holy power and the fifth level of the Devil Subduing Method from the very beginning was considered a very terrifying attack. If the opponent was a Demon King or a Demon King, they would definitely have to lie down.
Just when everyone felt that Shen Xiang was a little pitiful, another burst of thunderclaps rang out. It was rapid and fast, and there were actually nine consecutive thunderclaps.
Shen Xiang also used the Devil Subduing Method, but it was still at the ninth level, and it seemed that he was using it very skillfully.
"Haha." Shen Xiang laughed maniacally, and smashed his fist over. His body was taller, and his arms were a little longer than Zhao Zhen's.
Zhao Zhen's fist only stopped in front of Shen Xiang's nose, because Shen Xiang's quick fist had already smashed into his eyes.
BOOM.
Shen Xiang first used the ninth level of the Devil Subduing Method, then used the vibrating power, directly striking Zhao Zhen's left eye. Furthermore, it produced an extremely strong suction force, preventing Zhao Zhen from flying out.
Pah pah …
Shen Xiang waved both of his palms, and in an instant, dozens of slaps flew over, fiercely and quickly landing on Zhao Zhen's face. The last slap was especially powerful, and directly sent Zhao Zhen flying.
Zhao Zhen laid on the stage, moaning slightly, his heart was filled with anger. He covered one of his eyes and slowly stood up. Shen Xiang did not use that crazy Saint Force, he only used his physical strength, otherwise, Zhao Zhen would have turned into ashes long ago.
"Can you do it? If you can't, then get someone stronger to fight me. With your little strength, I'm really worried that I'll beat you to death if I'm not careful. I can't even let go of your hands and feet." Shen Xiang placed his hands on his hips and shouted arrogantly.
Everyone was still immersed in the scene just now. When they thought back to it, they were all secretly shocked. Shen Xiang was like an adult grabbing a naughty child and whipping him fiercely. He had the power to kill the other party, but he was worried that he would be held responsible, so he did not use his strongest strength.
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