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Chapter 9 The competition for the top ten outer sects begins!
At this moment, Wang Chen's pair of fists became huge, and he approached Jiang Wushuo from top to bottom.

With his right hand unable to move, Jiang Wusuo could only use his left hand to block the blow with Gale Strength. This palm blocked a punch. Wang Chen's right fist seemed extremely hard, but it still collapsed under Jiang Wusuo's palm.

The moment Wang Chen withdrew his right hand, his left hand suddenly changed direction and punched Jiang Wushuo in the chest.

It wasn't until this moment that the earthen wall disappeared, and Jiang Wushuo rolled backwards for a few meters before stopping.

"You're paralyzed!" Jiang Wushuo fell into Wang Chen's trap from the very beginning. If the earthen wall around Wang Chen was only for defense, Jiang Wushuo would be fine, but he didn't expect the earthen wall to be sticky.

If you miss a move, you will lose the whole game!

But fortunately, Jiang Wushuo practiced the body training method, and Wang Chen's punch on his chest did not cause any other substantial damage except for some flesh and blood.

Jiang Wushuo uttered a swear word, completely furious, reddish grudges churned around his body, like a burning man.

"Watching the moon and climbing the clouds!"

When Jiang Wushuo jumped two feet, he suddenly folded his body in the air, head down, and the wind was blown to the extreme.

Previously, he was afraid that Wang Chen would be abolished, and Jiang Wusuo could only use Ming Jin, but now that Wang Chen is ruthless, he has no intention of holding back.

"Boom...!" With a slap, it was like hitting an indestructible gold iron, and Wang Chen was surrounded by the earth wall again at some point.

Wang Chen, who was inside the earthen wall, looked at him with a sneer, as if looking at a dead person.

Jiang Wusuo didn't get close, instead he took a few steps back.

Both are Xuan-level fighting skills, but Blast Wind Strength and Feng Xuan Finger can't do anything to Wang Chen's earthen wall. This feeling of being suppressed to death but helpless is extremely aggrieved.

"What? Are you scared?" Wang Chen asked aggressively.

Jiang Wushuo's head turned rapidly, looking for a solution, but he didn't hear what Wang Chen said at all.

Suddenly, Jiang Wusuo's eyes lit up, and he actually laughed, and the smile was very obscene.

Jiang Wushuo just confirmed that the defensive fighting skills Wang Chen displayed were not low-level Xuan-level, otherwise why the low-level Xuan-level Gale Force and Feng Xuan Finger couldn't do anything to the earth wall.

Since it's not a low-level Xuan rank, it can't be the peak Xuan rank, right?

Jiang Wushuo looked wretched, looking at Wang Chen as if looking at a plaything.

"Wang Chen, stand up and let me beat you if you are capable!"

Jiang Wushuo's words caused an uproar in the arena, standing up for you to fight, do you think Wang Chen is a fool?

But the answer was always unexpected. Wang Chen raised his head and chest, pretending that I was the strongest, and said, "Okay, I'll stand and let you beat me!"

In Wang Chen's eyes, as long as he uses defensive fighting skills, Jiang Wusuo can't do anything to him, and Wang Chen has the confidence.

Jiang Wusuo confirmed again: "Not moving at all?"

Wang Chen sneered and replied, "Not moving at all!"

"What if I move?"

Seeing Jiang Wushuo ask again, even Wang Chen's patience was exhausted, and Wang Chen said, "Move and I'll lose!"

Jiang Wusuo liked Wang Chen's bold and straightforward answer very much.

Turning around to greet the referee, Jiang Wusuo said: "Master referee, please be a witness!"

The referee thought about it for a while, and nodded, as a way of agreeing to the competition between the two.

Wang Chen's whole body was surrounded by earthen walls, and he could only vaguely see a face. Jiang Wusuo was standing opposite him without moving.

"Is this kid stupid? Is it a game of whoever moves first and whoever loses?"

"No, look at his hand, what is that?"

"Red...flame? What is he going to do?"

"The location of the flame seems to be at Wang Chen's place!"

The last disciple who spoke spoke out the essence of it, and all the disciples looked at the earth wall around Wang Chen's waist, but they were all stunned.

I saw a cluster of red flames in Jiang Wusuo's hands, and he stretched the flames to the earthen wall a little below Wang Chen's waist to burn.

After a while, there was a mass of scorched black on the dirt wall, and the female disciples in the audience scolded Jiang Wushuo for being shameless, but Jiang Wushuo, who was the instigator, seemed to have never heard of it.

Wang Chen was wrapped in the earthen wall, he could only look up, but he couldn't look down. Seeing Jiang Wusuo looking at him motionless, Wang Chen laughed angrily.

"Fool, what are you looking at me for?" Wang Chen asked.

Jiang Wushuo's smile was still wretched: "Wait, just wait a little longer!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Wusuo's whole body was full of fighting spirit, and the flame in his hand was even more intense.

This flame is nothing else, it is the flame born in the dantian by Jiang Wushuo's practice of Jiuyang Yanhuo Jue.

Jiang Wushuo's idea at this time is very simple, since you have an earthen wall, I will use fire to burn the earthen wall, even if I can't burn you, I will steam you to death.

After another minute or so, Wang Chen felt a little hot in his lower body, which made his baby very warm, but as time went by, the temperature seemed to be getting higher and higher, and Wang Chen also realized that something was wrong.

Wang Chen's expression turned cold for a moment, and he asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm doing something very interesting." Jiang Wusuo replied, looking at the referee at the same time and asking: "Master referee, does he lose if he moves one step?"

The referee standing on the side looked at the cluster of flames attached to Wang Chen's waist, the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and then nodded slightly.

Jiang Wushuo received the referee's response, and turned to Wang Chen with a caring tone: "Did you see that? No matter what happens, don't move."

The temperature of the lower body is getting higher and higher. Wang Chen reckons that things will be useless if this goes on.

Immediately, Wang Chen withdrew to the earthen wall, wanting to see what the hell Jiang Wusuo was up to.

This withdrawal doesn't matter, what matters is that the cluster of flames ignites Wang Chen's crotch the moment they withdraw from the earthen wall.

The fire spread quickly, Jiang Wusuo glanced blankly at Wang Chen's burning crotch, then raised his head again, only to see Wang Chen's face was as gloomy as water.

Jiang Wushuo smiled embarrassingly, and simply threw the cluster of flames in his hand on Wang Chen, and then ran away with lightning speed, swearing while running: "I'll fuck you! "

That cluster of flames fell on Wang Chen's body, like fire meeting oil, burning fiercely.

Wang Chen no longer cared about teaching Jiang Wusuo a lesson, and reached out to put out the fire, but the flame couldn't be extinguished no matter what.

"Defeat Wang Chen, a disciple of Misty Cloud Sect, and gain 2 experience points!"

At this time, a useless voice came, and Jiang Wusuo also breathed a sigh of relief. He won this competition.

Seeing that the fire could not be extinguished, Wang Chen jumped off the ring in desperation. Regardless of the burning pain on his body, he looked in that direction, probably going to test the Yunshui Lake on the other side of the square.

Obviously, it was the first time for the referee to see someone win in this way. He was stunned for a while, and after recovering, he announced: "In this match, Wushuo wins! Four consecutive victories have been achieved!"

Jiang Wushuo sat cross-legged on the ring again to recover his fighting spirit. The battle with Wang Chen just now had consumed a lot of fighting spirit.

At the same time, Jiang Wushuo was also summing up the mistakes in the battle.

The No. 1 Jiang Sheng in the Outer Sect has a ninth-level Dou Qi, while he, Jiang Wusuo, is only a seventh-level Dou-Qi, with a difference of two levels. His cultivation level is not comparable to Jiang Sheng's at all.

If it wasn't for the Nine Suns Emanating Fire, Jiang Wushuo was opportunistic, otherwise Wang Chen would not have been defeated.

"Let's raise the realm first." Jiang Wusuo secretly conceded, and then concentrated on recovering his fighting spirit.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Wusuo got up and looked at a group of outer disciples in the audience, his eyes sparkled, but he was still very restrained and didn't drool.

Jiang Wushuo took out a silver card, looked at the disciples under the ring, and said, "Everyone, Wumou wants to discuss something with you. Have you seen this silver card? There are 50 gold coins in it, who is it?" Four levels of Dou Qi, please come on stage, I will slap you, and if you admit defeat, you can get [-] gold coins from me."

"Don't worry, fellow members of the fourth level of fighting spirit, I won't hurt you, 50 gold coins! Is there anyone willing to try?"

In order to gain experience, Jiang Wusuo used all means, even the temptation of money.

"I'll do it!" A female disciple with a fourth-level Dou Qi stepped onto the ring, biting her lips tightly, ready to be blown away by Jiang Wushuo's palm.

Jiang Wushuo came in front of this female disciple, stretched out his hand and patted the female disciple's shoulder lightly, the female disciple was obviously taken aback, was it really just that?
Jiang Wusuo looked at the female disciple speechlessly, and said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze? Still not admitting defeat?"

"Ah? Lord referee, I admit defeat!" the female disciple bowed to the referee and said in a sonorous tone.

"Defeat Shen Yan, a disciple of Misty Cloud Sect, and gain 2 experience points!"

Waiting for the useless voice, Jiang Wushuo took out 50 gold coins and put them in the hands of the female disciple. The female disciple suddenly felt like a dream. He thought Jiang Wushuo was joking, but he didn't expect that there were actually 50 gold coins.

The female disciple happily left the stage, which aroused the envy of the disciples in the audience, and they all geared up and planned to try it on the stage.

So, in the following time, people in the No. [-] ring kept throwing in the towel, and the referee's expression was already numb. How could this be a competition? Are you sure it's not a child's play?

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for being promoted to the eighth stage of fighting spirit, level: advanced (80/100)!"

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for being promoted to the ninth stage of fighting spirit, level: advanced (90/100)!"

Eight people conceded defeat in a row, and Jiang Wushuo reached the ninth stage of fighting spirit as he wished, and then stopped the disciples from going on stage. Some disciples looked at the gold coins in the hands of their companions and secretly regretted why they hadn't entered the ring sooner.

……

In the afternoon, under the glare of the sun, the top [-] of the Misty Cloud Sect were born, and Jiang Wushuo was among them.

After being promoted to the ninth rank of fighting spirit, Jiang Wushuo no longer let the useless shield his cultivation base, the cultivation base of the ninth rank fighting spirit was exposed in front of everyone, and no one dared to challenge him, so he successfully entered the top twenty.

The top [-] outer disciples, the competition rules are very simple, the top ten will be determined first, and then the top five will be decided. later disciples.

The competition was about to start, Jiang Wushuo was assigned to the last group, and the opponent he also knew was Zhou Yan, who ranked No.19 in the strength of the outer sect.

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