I, the ninth grade county magistrate, scare the empress to tears at the beginning!

Ning Xiaoyu thought she heard wrongly and winced: "Sister Ning, my opponent is... King Wu Zhao Tuo?"

Rong Wang Jiang Shen was completely speechless.

The innate realm challenges the great master to reach perfection?

Are you crazy, or is the world crazy?

This close friend of Lu Yuan actually wants to send his young apprentice to challenge King Wu, one of the top ten masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

Even the most bragging and imaginative storytellers in the teahouse on weekdays would not dare to fantasize like this.

However, seeing that Lu Yuan and his wives were all looking calm, he suppressed his inner desire to ask questions and watched the situation change.

He guessed that Ning Xiaoyu's challenge to Zhao Tuo was just a cover. The purpose was to disturb the mind of King Wu Zhao Tuo.

This is a trick to attack the mind, wonderful!

Facing a master of the level of King Wu Zhao Tuo, it is indeed necessary to adopt extraordinary tactics.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shen finally calmed down deep in his heart.

At this moment, not only Prince Rong Jiang Shen, but also the guards in Prince Wu's Mansion thought that Ning Youruo was crazy.

“It’s such a shameless talk, it’s the most ridiculous thing in the world!”

"As expected of a friend of the big devil Lu Yuan, he let a yellow-haired girl come out to die!"

"Your Majesty, I suspect they are using the method of provoking generals. You must not be fooled."

"Your Majesty, it's too cheap for you to fight with this yellow-haired girl. Let me come down."

"Your Majesty has not taken action for many years. It seems that some people in the world have forgotten your methods. All cats and dogs dare to come out to challenge you."

Listening to the cynicism of his subordinates, King Wu Zhao Tuo felt something else in his heart.

He felt so humiliated!

Even though the opponent was using provocation, he didn't care so much. He immediately punched out to punish Ning Xiaoyu on the spot.

He practiced Wuwang Fist inherited from his family. After thousands of years of development, it has become the top boxing technique in the world. Even the Vajra Powerful Fist of Prajna Temple and the Qingfeng Fist of Taibai Sword Sect are not as broad and profound as Wuwang Fist.

He read in the family history book that an ancestor of the Zhao family had the good fortune to meet an immortal while traveling in the Shiwan Mountains of Lingnan, and was inspired by the immortal to create this set of boxing techniques.

King Wu's boxing technique is full of great openings and great closings. Every time it is waved, it resonates with the way of heaven, emitting a roar like a thunderous drum. It seems as if there are thousands of troops following behind, domineering and mighty.

There is nothing better than being able to conquer the mountains with overwhelming force.

The fierce fist wind came in an instant.

Ning Xiaoyu felt like the weight of Mount Tai, like a fluttering leaf blown into the air by the fist wind, and the whole world began to spin...

In the eyes of others, she was knocked out by King Wu's strongest blow and fell twenty or thirty feet away.

The servants in King Wu Zhao Tuo's mansion watched everything happen indifferently, without any mercy in their eyes.

"Young-haired girl, you don't know how high the sky is. The prince's punch can break her into pieces, leaving no scum left."

"Haha, that Lu Yuan's friend is nothing more than that, testing the prince with his apprentice's life. I really think that the prince is easy to talk to. King Wu's great reputation was gained by killing, not by boasting."

The heavy rain continues.

King Wu Zhao Tuo put away his fists and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Who's next? Come on together, don't waste time."

Suddenly, King Wu Zhao Tuo looked into the distance.

In the rain curtain, a thin body rushed over quickly. It was Ning Xiaoyu who had been sent away by her punch just now. “Huh? He’s not dead?”

Zhao Tuo did not believe in evil, so he swung the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and slashed towards Ning Xiaoyu.

But Ning Xiaoyu was still not dead, just like the invincible Xiaoqiang. No matter how powerful the martial arts king Zhao Tuo was, Ning Xiaoyu would get up, only suffering some skin injuries.

"Yellow-haired girl, I don't know what magic skills you have practiced, but I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for long." Wu Wang Zhao Tuo realized that there was something strange in it and stopped attacking. The continuous use of special moves consumes a lot of real energy, but Rong Wang Jiang Shen and the others are watching eagerly from the sidelines and need to maintain sufficient real energy and physical strength.

"Yellow-haired girl, I can't do anything to you for the time being, but with your acquired strength, you can't even think of hurting a hair on my head."

Looking at Ning Xiaoyu charging towards him again, King Wu Zhao Tuo used defense as offense. Once the strange power in Ning Xiaoyu disappeared, it would be easy to kill Ning Xiaoyu.

King Wu Zhao Tuo's guess was good, there was indeed something "weird" about Ning Xiaoyu.

Almost all the techniques Lu Yuan taught Ning Xiaoyu were immortal techniques obtained by signing in. Although it is only the most basic body-protecting immortal technique, it is still more powerful than the top body-refining techniques in the world.

Using immortal magic naturally requires spiritual energy.

Spiritual energy, like true essence, is a kind of energy that pervades the world, but the level of spiritual energy is much higher than true essence. It's just that a long time ago, the world in this area changed, resulting in the depletion of spiritual energy, so people today cannot practice immortal magic.

The spiritual energy used by Ning Xiaoyu to express his thoughts at this moment actually came from Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan used a unique magical skill that could provide Ning Xiaoyu with spiritual energy. At the same time, all the damage suffered by Ning Xiaoyu was transferred to his own body and then spread to the ground beneath his feet.

This means that King Wu Zhao Tuo was fighting Lu Yuan from a distance throughout the whole process.

Although Martial King Zhao Tuo was the Grand Master, Lu Yuan was a land immortal. He only defended but did not attack, so he used part of the immortal method to transfer his power. This resulted in the situation just now. Ning Xiaoyu seemed to be fighting forever. Immortal.

However, just as King Wu Zhao Tuo thought, Ning Xiaoyu's state could not last long.

Because this magical ability to transfer damage is extremely unnatural, even Lu Yuan cannot use it for a long time.

The only mistake that King Wu Zhao Tuo made in his guess was that he underestimated the cyan dagger in Ning Xiaoyu's hand.

To be precise, it was not called a green dagger, but a flying sword, and it was also what Lu Yuan got from signing in.

The flying sword is a magical weapon that was cultivated by Qi refiners who practiced immortality in ancient times with their own soul and hard work.

Flying swords have different grades, and their powers also have different strengths and weaknesses.

The quality of the flying sword in Ning Xiaoyu's hand was among the best among the flying swords Lu Yuan had signed up for. Grandmaster-level body-protecting aura was almost ineffective against this flying sword.

Then, a scene that shocked everyone present happened.

The dagger in Ning Xiaoyu's hand emitted a strange cyan light, and actually pierced the heart of King Wu Zhao Tuo in an instant!

Kill with one blow!

"You are using... the magic weapon!"

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in the hand of King Wu Zhao Tuo fell to the ground feebly. Before he died, his face was full of disbelief.

"These cyan lights... are the spiritual energy that I have dreamed of all my life..." (End of Chapter)