Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 650 The Battle Begins

"Lin Xuan, wouldn't it be a little ill-considered for you to do this?"

Tu Yiming asked.

Shangguan Wenyan is not Lin Xuan, want to leapfrog to fight?His strength is far from enough!
Even when he hadn't recovered his san kung fu, he was definitely not Zhao Wou-ki's opponent.Now that he has re-cultivated Sangong, his cultivation is still far from what it used to be, so how can he fight Zao Wou-ki?

Situ Nan also had the same opinion, his face was full of worry.

"That's right, with Zao Wou-ki's strength, even if Wen Yan doesn't fight, no one can say anything."

"But if you lose, they win too."

Lin Xuan chuckled lightly.

"If you avoid the battle, isn't it too boring?"

The two were stunned. After all, they were not roundworms in Lin Xuan's stomach. They couldn't figure out what Lin Xuan was thinking.

Did Lin Xuan think that Shangguan Wenyan could beat Zhao Wuji?
No matter how you look at it, Shangguan Wenyan doesn't look like he has a chance of winning.

"Forget it, maybe Lin Xuan still has some hole cards."

Situ Nan said.

He has been with Lin Xuan for so long, so he naturally understands Lin Xuan's methods.

Lin Xuan has created miracles many times, tasks that are absolutely impossible in the eyes of others have been fulfilled one by one by him.

This time, maybe a miracle will happen.

The news spread quickly, and all the disciples got the news.

The next day, just after dawn, Lin Xuan's floating island was overcrowded.

A large number of disciples gathered here, waiting to watch the battle.

In fact, this battle was not attractive at all.

Neither side can be regarded as a strong person, and one of them has even undergone a restoration of Sangong.

There was nothing to watch in such a battle.

But one of them was Lin Xuan's disciple, which made this extremely boring battle interesting.

Lin Xuan was able to defeat Tu Yiming in the Pomortal Realm, so what kind of strength should his disciples have?

"It's really lively."

Lin Xuan chuckled lightly.

It can be seen that Zhao Wuji has spent a lot of thought on this competition.

The scene in front of him was huge, not even smaller than the formation of the Inner Sect Grand Competition.

Zhao Wuji was standing on the martial arts arena, and after seeing Shangguan Wenyan, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Brother Wenyan, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing this, Shangguan Wenyan couldn't help shrinking his neck.

He turned his head to look at Lin Xuan, there was no confidence in his eyes.

"Master, can I do it?"

Shangguan Wenyan asked in a low voice.

Although he created one miracle after another in just ten days, he returned to the realm of Yukong.

However, he didn't have much confidence in his own strength.

Facing Zhao Wou-ki at this time, his heart was naturally full of fear.

Lin Xuan didn't give him an accurate answer, but just pointed to the ring.

"Try it and you'll know."

Shangguan Wenyan took courage and stepped onto the ring slowly.

Many disciples around were shouting, and this shouting made Shangguan Wenyan even more nervous.

After taking the stage, he saluted Zao Wou-ki.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji had a haughty look on his face, and he snorted coldly.

"Fist and feet have no eyes, junior brother, you have to be careful!"

After the words fell, he rushed towards Shangguan Wenyan.

There was a distance of tens of feet between Shangguan Wenyan and him, but in the blink of an eye, he had crossed this distance and appeared behind Shangguan Wenyan.

"puff!"

When this palm fell, Shangguan Wenyan was defenseless and staggered a few steps from his blow.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Wuji sneered.

"Is this Elder Lin's disciple?"

"In my opinion, the famous Elder Lin is nothing more than that."

Shangguan Wenyan's eyes turned red and he turned around abruptly.

Zao Wou-ki's words were full of guns and sticks, how could he not hear it?

"You can insult me, but I don't allow you to insult my master!"

As he spoke, he leaped forward and rushed towards Zhao Wou-ki.

"call!"

There was a sudden sound boom on the ring.

Zhao Wuji's movements are fast, but Shangguan Wenyan's is even faster!

Before he finished speaking, the person had already disappeared.

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, obviously he did not expect that Shangguan Wenyan's speed was so terrifying.

"It seems that your master only taught you some skills to escape!"

Zhao Wuji said with a sneer.

The momentum on his body exploded, and the surrounding disciples dodged one after another.

"Zhao Wou-ki is worthy of being Elder Zhao's direct disciple."

"Although he is only at the fourth level of Yukong, his strength has far exceeded the limit of the fourth level of Yukong!"

Under the stage, everyone discussed one after another.

"Maybe he is not as good as Lin Xuan, but he is definitely a strong man!"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Zhao Wou-ki's face was full of smiles.

This is what he wanted!
As long as he could defeat Shangguan Wenyan, it would be tantamount to embarrassing Lin Xuan.

At that time, perhaps he also has the hope of gaining the emperor's favor.

In the battle, he took the dominant position with his rich combat experience and his overwhelming strength.

Although Shangguan Wenyan was angry, he never took advantage of it.

Although his speed is very fast, he doesn't seem to know how to use it.

During this period, he had several chances to hit Zao Wou-Ki, but Zao Wou-Ki avoided all of them with his rich combat experience.

"This……"

In the audience, Tu Yiming saw the problem.

"Lin Xuan, did he really just step into the Realm of Yukong?"

Lin Xuan nodded, there is no need to elaborate on this.

After getting Lin Xuan's affirmative answer, Tu Yiming's face was full of seriousness.

"What a terrifying talent!"

Hearing what he said, Situ Nan beside him was full of doubts.

"Are you OK?"

"Wen Yan has been beaten all the time, why is he so talented?"

Tu Yiming laughed wryly.

"Although your attainments in poison art are very high, it does not mean that you have the same understanding of martial arts."

"Watching a fight, you can't just see who has the upper hand in the early stages."

"You quietly feel the aura of the two of them. Although Wen Yan was flustered during the battle, his aura was not in the slightest disorder."

"On the contrary, it is Zhao Wuji. He is eager to win, and his breath is already a little unstable at this moment."

"According to the current situation, Zhao Wuji will definitely lose!"

Situ Nan's face was full of astonishment.

He didn't expect that Tu Yiming's evaluation of Shangguan Wenyan was so high.

He turned his head to look at the two people on the ring, full of doubts in his heart.

Is Shangguan Wenyan really that powerful?

However, he has just broken through to the realm of Yukong!
Tu Yiming sighed softly, turned his head to look at Lin Xuan, and thought to himself a monster.

It doesn't matter that Lin Xuan has a long breath, even his disciples are so scary!
When Shangguan Wenyan grows up, even if he is not as good as Lin Xuan, he probably won't be worse.

While they were discussing, the situation in the arena had quietly changed.

(End of this chapter)