perfect beast

Chapter 37 It's a Humiliation

"Fifth level of Qi Gathering Realm."

What happened today?
What kind of ghosts did they meet, and even these rubbish wanted to compete for the last place in the top ten?
Zhang Beichen shook his head helplessly when he saw the cultivation of this young warrior.

However, the young warrior stared at Zhang Beichen with disdain on his face and said, "Trash, grandpa, I will let you see what a real warrior is and how powerful a real warrior is."

Zhang Beichen didn't know this young warrior at all.

I don't know why he was so rude.

Perhaps he was too confident in his own strength.

Zhang Beichen is very willing to teach this kind of people who have no self-knowledge.

"Let's make a move." Zhang Beichen said coldly.

The arrogant and arrogant boy shouted, "Mountain Shaking Fist!"

The fist in his hand seemed to be more than three times bigger, and the fist wind formed a small cyclone around the fist, making a buzzing sound.

It seems that the Mountain Shaking Fist that this young martial artist uses is indeed quite powerful.

If they are at the same level, they should be able to defeat many opponents.

However, in Zhang Beichen's eyes, his punch was like a three-year-old child trying to shake a strong man.

Zhang Beichen smiled lightly, his eyes flashed, and he punched out.

For this punch, he didn't use any martial skills, didn't use profound strength, he only relied on the five levels of physical strength.

"Oh!"

Fist and fist hit straight.

Immediately afterwards, this arrogant young martial artist was blown off the stage by a punch.

Five layers of physical strength is enough!
"Wow!"

When they saw the arrogant boy being blown away by Zhang Beichen's understated punch, everyone was in an uproar.

How could they have thought that the trash in their eyes would blow away a martial artist at the fifth level of Qi Gathering Realm with a single punch.

And it looks so effortless.

"It seems that this kid is not easy to blow away a martial artist at the fifth level of Qi Gathering Realm with one punch."

"It stands to reason that a martial artist at the third level of Qi Gathering Realm would not be able to blow away a martial artist at the fifth level of Qi Gathering Realm with one punch. What's going on here?"

"Could it be that Zhang Beichen is hiding his strength?"

"..."

Hundreds of people in the arena started to discuss, and the whole martial arts arena became extremely noisy, only buzzing like flies could be heard.

"I'll beat him."

At this moment, a voice sounded in the crowd.

Then a woman's voice came.

Looking in the direction of the sound, what I saw was a woman with regular features, a pale face, and a sense of confusion in the eyes.

She turned out to be Murong Yan.

The confusion in her eyes suddenly turned into fierceness, she stepped on her feet, and her body flew towards the stage.

Zhang Beichen felt very helpless.

I don't know where I offended this woman, why do I find myself so displeased?

With a cold smile, Zhang Beichen didn't like this woman very much.

"Zhang Beichen, I'm going to kill you today."

Murong Yan said aggressively.

Zhang Beichen said calmly: "I don't want to kill you, but if you really want to kill me, then I will never show mercy."

"Do you dare to fight to the death?" Murong Yan said with a cold smile.

"Why are you afraid?" Zhang Beichen and this woman didn't want to talk too much at all.

Murong Yan's face suddenly became serious, and she shouted: "Okay, let's fight to the death!"

Yue Xinlou's old voice sounded again: "Since the two sides agree to a duel, let's start the duel."

On the battlefield, as long as they are not members of the same clan, if there is evidence to prove that both of them are voluntary, they can immediately engage in a life-and-death battle.

Now not only Yue Xinlou is the witness, but all the young warriors in the audience are witnesses.

They didn't know what happened between Zhang Beichen and Murong Yan, but they were more than happy to testify to such a wonderful plot.

Someone in the audience said: "I heard that the two of them used to be lovers?"

"Exactly, old man Zhang was kind to old man Murong back then, so he made a baby kiss. I don't know why, they will develop to the point where they are fighting for life and death today?"

"I know about this. Murong Yan followed the city lord's son Li Mu some time ago, and dumped Zhang Beichen."

"Oh, so that's what happened. But why did Murong Yan say she wanted to kill Zhang Beichen, not Zhang Beichen who wanted to kill Murong Yan?"

"Hey... Now that Murong Yan was dumped by that playboy Li Mu again, and now she sees that Zhang Beichen's cultivation level has improved, of course she feels remorse, and from it comes hatred."

"Now that Murong Yan has stepped into the sixth level of Qi Gathering Realm, Zhang Beichen will probably be killed by her!"

"I see enough."

……

The people in the audience looked at the two people on the field, as if they were seeing an exceptionally wonderful performance.

Some people even started to urge them.

Zhang Beichen stared at Murong Yan coldly and said, "Let's do it."

Murong Yan's eyes were fierce, seeing Zhang Beichen was like seeing an eternal enemy.

"The Wutong swordsmanship."

Murong Yan directly pulled out the sword in her hand, and slashed towards Zhang Beichen violently.

The endless fall of the trees, the endless Yangtze River rolling in.

Wherever the sycamore swordsmanship passes, there are boundless fallen trees falling down, just like the yellow leaves of sycamore trees in late autumn.

In the phoenix-sounding phoenix sword, there is inexhaustible power that sweeps across the common people.

"What a strong momentum!"

Zhang Beichen didn't expect that Murong Yan's first sword would display all the essence of Wutong's swordsmanship.

Although this set of swordsmanship is only an intermediate human-level martial skill, when the sword moves freely, it can produce the power of a high-level human-level or even a king-level elementary martial skill.

It seemed that she really wanted to kill herself.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a cold light appeared in Zhang Beichen's eyes.

His hand was on the hilt of the sword.

However, he relaxed his hand again, watched the sword stabbing towards him wildly, moved his feet, and displayed the first level of movement of Misty Sui Ying.

His footsteps immediately became very strange.

Unpredictable.

When Murong Yan's sharp sword slashed down, he dodged and immediately disappeared in place, leaving only a phantom.

Dodging Murong Yan's mighty sword, Zhang Beichen didn't stop there. He punched out, and the power of his body shattered the vision of heaven and earth carried by the Wutong swordsmanship around Murong Yan's body.

This punch passed through the illusion of fallen leaves, and hit Murong Yan directly on the back.

"Oh!"

The power of this punch is definitely not weak.

Murong Yan was hit in the back by this punch, her foot slipped and flew five meters straight.

Lying on the battle platform, a mouthful of blood spewed out, extremely embarrassed.

Her injuries were not serious, and she was lying on the battle platform and couldn't stand up.

"Zhang Beichen, you killed me, you killed me!"

After a while, Zhang Beichen said, "I won't kill you, you can go."

"Ha ha……"

Murong Yan laughed out loud.

She didn't expect that the waste she had always looked down upon, despised, and even rebelled against, could shake the Wutong swordsmanship she was so proud of with just her fists.

This humiliation is far greater than words, even far greater than any action.

She suddenly felt like a stone falling into the deep sea, she couldn't see the bottom, nor could she see the sunlight on the surface of the water.

She's sinking, her heart is sinking.

Hearing Zhang Beichen said not to kill Murong Yan, members of the rescue team came to her, ready to take her down and carry her for treatment.

Just when she was lifted up, she turned her back to Zhang Beichen, and her laughter suddenly stopped.

I saw the sword in her hand waving in the air, and when it fell, it left a permanent wound on her own neck.

"puff!"

A stream of blood gushed out from the wound like a red mist.

Murong Yan's eyes were swollen, her face was blank, she leaned back and fell on the battle platform.

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