The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 311 Lin Xing Slashed Against the God of War
Long Yang, who was expected to enter the top three, was defeated by Wu Zhi so cruelly!
Everyone looked at all this with a stupid expression, feeling very unreal.

Although Long Yang's personality was a bit weird, he was a capable master, and now he was defeated by Wu Zhi.

It’s incredible!
All the disciples looked at Wu Zhi in the martial arts arena in awe, each with extremely complicated expressions.

Is this still a king rank master?
When did a master at the first level of the Wang rank become so powerful?

Seeing Long Yang's miserable state, the hearts of all the disciples twitched violently. As a result, Long Yang completely lost his chance with this year's inner sect competition.

"Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be deposed. If there are not many disciples around, I will kill you directly to save trouble."

Wu Zhi snorted coldly in his heart, and glanced at Long Yang with disdain.

Then, he turned his gaze to Long Jianren, only to see that Long Jianren's expression was also very exciting at this time, and his mouth could not be closed in shock.

"Hmph, don't let me find a chance, otherwise, you will die!"

Wu Zhi glanced at Long Jianren, and then stopped paying attention to him.

A strong self-confidence suddenly burst out from his body, he proudly glanced at the disciples around him, especially the disciples of Haoyang Peak and Xueqi Peak, and said coldly: "Who else is willing to fight?"

But at this time, the faces of Haoyang Peak's disciples were also not good-looking, and they did not expect that the strongest new disciple of Haoyang Peak would lose so badly.

They glared at Wu Zhi angrily, but no one dared to say anything.

The audience was silent, and all the disciples looked at Wu Zhi with reverent eyes.

With the strength of Wang Jie, he almost swept Xueqi Peak and Haoyang Peak. This combat power and courage have been recognized by everyone.

After waiting for a while, no one was willing to go up to seek abuse.

Long Yijian walked onto the martial arts arena with a gloomy face, the aura in his body burst out, he took a deep look at Wu Zhi, and then said to the disciples: "Since no one is on the stage, Wu Zhi will be promoted to the second round."

Then, without even looking at Wu Zhi, he directly walked down the arena.

Wu Zhi shrugged, smiled indifferently, and walked on likewise.

"Junior Brother Wu, you have won!"

As soon as they got back to Misty Peak, all the disciples immediately gathered around and said excitedly to Wu Zhi.

For several years in a row, Misty Peak has kept a low profile, and even accepted very few disciples. This year, Wu Zhi was accepted, but he did not expect such a strong combat power.

It can be said that he was promoted to the second round almost stepping on the disciples of Blood Weeping Peak and Haoyang Peak.

Wu Zhi smiled, and accepted the congratulations from all senior brothers.

However, some people just don't like Wu Zhi.

"Junior Brother Wu, you have been promoted to the second round, congratulations!"

Long Jianren squeezed forward in a strange way, deep in his eyes, there was a touch of unwillingness and resentment that couldn't go away.

All the disciples fell silent and looked at Wu Zhi and the two of them.

"It turned out to be Brother Slut, everyone thought you wouldn't come here, I defeated Long Yang, how does Brother Slut feel?"

Wu Zhi looked at Long Jianren meaningfully, and said evilly.

Long Jianren's face twitched several times in a row, his expression was very unnatural.

"Brother bitch looks very disappointed!"

Wu Zhi continued to attack, and said indifferently.

"Junior Brother Wu is too worried."

Long Jianren said with difficulty.

Wu Zhi shrugged his shoulders, and smiled indifferently, "Forget me worrying too much, but Brother Slut let me down a bit!"

As he said that, Wu Zhi turned his head away, chatted and laughed with other senior brothers, and ignored Wu Zhi.

Long Jianren's complexion changed rapidly, and he was extremely gloomy, and a frightening light flickered in his eyes, with murderous intent surging.

However, none of this could conceal Wu Zhi's feelings.

The test continues.

Soon, the first round of competition was over.

There are twelve disciples entering the second round, exactly one disciple from each peak.

In the second round of the competition, the opponent was determined by drawing lots. Wu Zhi got the number 3, which was the third round of the competition. He would compete with another disciple who also got the number 3.

The first round of competition begins.

A young disciple flew into the martial arts arena, and a powerful aura emanated from him.

With a sound of "clang", the boy drew out the long sword from his waist, and swept it proudly around.

"Who is my Lin Xing's opponent?"

This young man is a genius disciple of Jin Luofeng. Although he is only at the fourth level of the king rank, he has been in Jin Luofeng for two years. His real combat power is not inferior to that of ordinary seven-level masters of the king rank.

Lin Xing was successful in his youth and powerful, so he naturally had a sense of arrogance and complacency.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the crowd, and then a gloomy figure stood up.

In an instant, a strong smell of blood spread to the surroundings.

Shen Zhan walked towards the Martial Arts Arena calmly, without even looking at Lin Xing.

"God Slash? Very good, today I, Lin Xing, will let you know how powerful I am!"

Facing the Divine Slash, Lin Xing was not afraid at all. With a flick of the long sword in his hand, countless sword lights burst out in an instant, and his momentum suddenly rose.

"Ridiculous!"

Shen Zhan gave a cold snort of disdain, and he never glanced at Lin Xing from the beginning to the end.

Lin Xing was ignored, so he was naturally furious.

I saw that the aura on his body climbed up a little again, and he shouted loudly: "Arrogance, take me to make a splendor!"

Lin Xing's body flickered, the long sword kept flickering in mid-air, and sword lights shot out one after another, and the whole sky instantly became a world of sword lights.

This world is gorgeous and colorful, and it is easy to be intoxicated by it.

The power of this sword is fierce and extraordinary, and Lin Xing urged it to the extreme.

In an instant, all the disciples around were attracted by the elegant demeanor of this sword.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a young genius. Jin Luofeng's Splendid World has been cultivated to a seven-point level by him."

Beside, Yan Liang looked at the sword and couldn't help admiring it.

It was not a fluke that Lin Xing was able to defeat many disciples and enter the second round by relying on the strength of the fourth level of the king rank.

"It has some strength, but it can slaughter the world!"

Shen Zhan's expression finally changed, an aura erupted in his eyes, and a violent fighting intent emerged from his body instantly.

Not seeing how he acted, the blood knife on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, turned into a blood light, and went straight to meet Lin Xing's long sword.

This move to slaughter the world is simple and domineering, and the speed is extremely fast.

As soon as the knife was released, the entire space was filled with a tragic atmosphere, and the smell of blood was almost disgusting.

Domineering, evil!
The attacks of the two collided together, but Lin Xing seemed to be electrocuted, and the powerful impact directly lifted him into the air.

But Shen Zhan stood still and didn't move.

All of this, Lin Xing took the initiative to attack, but in the end he fell at a disadvantage in the first move.

Although his combat power is at the seventh level of the king rank, but compared to the realm, after all, it is still a lot worse than Shen Zhan.

"Pick me up again!"

The aura of Divine Slash rose sharply, with a domineering aura, his figure flickered, and the blood knife turned into a fierce blade light, and slashed at Lin Xing again.

(End of this chapter)