Divine Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 31

When the phalanx reached the foot of the mountain, nearly a thousand men and women in green shirts had already surrounded the ring in the square.

Today, there are no people from Raging Flame City in the square, all of them belong to the Sun Moon Sect.

The square array was divided into nine columns, each with nearly forty disciples.

The original ten people at the front of the phalanx, Nie Yuan walked out alone, and stopped beside the Seventh Elder.

The other nine people stood on the nine arenas respectively.

The Seventh Elder glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "You must have seen it, Jiu Lie, each disciple has a chance to challenge! The person who finally stands on the ring corresponding to your row is the final winner. In the end, the nine people on the nine arenas and Nie Yuan form a pair of ten people. Each person has a chance to challenge and finally ranks. After that, the seven elders and their core disciples will select their favorite inner disciples The list is handed over to me, and I will announce the list of those who have finally been promoted to inner disciples."

After speaking, the Seventh Elder waved his hand, and the whole square fell silent.

For an entire hour, no one in the phalanx under the arena went up to challenge the seed disciples on the arena.

Lu Xingchen was in the fifth row. On the ring in front of him, that seed disciple was also the ninth level of martial arts.

And the outer sect disciples in his row are almost all at the seventh level of martial arts.

The only five disciples of the eighth level of martial arts and one disciple of the ninth level of martial arts did not dare to go forward.

This is within Lu Xingchen's understanding.

Everyone has only one chance, and if they fail the challenge, they will be completely disqualified.

And those nine seed disciples standing on the ring are all the best among them.

Of course, everyone has one idea, that is to come up with a way to defeat the opponent by observing the battle between the seed disciples and other outer disciples on the field.

but--

The corners of Lu Xingchen's mouth raised slightly.

The reason why everyone has this attitude is because none of them have a strong and confident strength.

And he is different.

He never worried that he would not be able to defeat a master of the ninth level of martial arts.

Originally, he didn't want to be too high-profile, and wanted to be the last disciple as much as possible, so that he could avoid fighting too many people.

Now, it looks like it can't be done.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

While everyone was huddled, Lu Xingchen walked out of the queue, bringing his iron puppet with him.

Seeing that the "old man" Lu Xingchen came out first, and even brought a baby girl with him, everyone looked over curiously.

"The Lu Xingchen that Wei Wushuang abandoned?"

"It's almost buried, can he beat Fan Ming?"

"What's that next to him? Look at the clothes, it's a little girl?"

On the arena at the front where Lu Xingchen lined up, Fan Ming also looked at Lu Xingchen suspiciously.

The whole sect knew about Lu Xingchen and Wei Wushuang's deeds yesterday.

Although he sympathized with Lu Xingchen's experience, he was not prepared to give in.

It is more important for him to be promoted as an inner disciple.

Clasping fists towards Lu Xingchen, Fan Ming said: "Brother Lu, you will not be my opponent. I sympathize with your experience, but I will not show mercy. Don't come up, I don't want to hurt you. Also, remind me again Let me tell you, our sect does not allow little girls to come in, and she is an ordinary little girl."

Wei Wushuang was also taken aback by Fan Ming's words.

Wei Wushuang's face changed slightly, she didn't see a little girl beside Lu Xingchen yesterday.

Who is this little girl Lu Xingchen?

Lu Xingchen took the iron puppet onto the arena, facing Fan Ming's gaze, Lu Xingchen didn't explain, his hands and ten fingers suddenly shook rapidly!

The iron puppet turned into a gust of wind and appeared in front of Fan Ming!
"So fast!" Fan Ming's pupils shrank slightly.

This little girl obviously has no breath on her body!
No, Lu Xingchen said yesterday that he learned a technique that can hide his cultivation, so it's not surprising that this little girl has also learned it!

only--

Fan Ming stepped back quickly, looked at the Seventh Elder and said, "Seventh Elder, brother Lu violated the rules, he is two people, and I don't want to hurt this little girl—"

Before Fan Ming finished speaking, Lu Xingchen had a body-fixing amulet in his mouth and spat it out!
Fan Ming's receding body froze immediately!

"Oops!" Fan Ming's expression changed suddenly.

However, it was too late!
The iron puppet appeared in front of him, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed it on his face!

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bone shattering, and Fan Ming fell to the ground with blood all over his face, and passed out!

Needle drop could be heard all over the square.

Everyone stared blankly at Fan Ming, who had passed out, and one of them shouted, "It's not fair, two against one!"

The iron golem lifted his hat, revealing a blunt iron face.

The man's voice stopped abruptly, like a duck with its throat stuck.

The Seventh Elder had noticed the iron puppet beside Lu Xingchen a long time ago. At this moment, he frowned slightly and said loudly: "In the fifth arena, Lu Xingchen used the puppet to defeat the seed disciple Fan Ming. Since the puppet is a combat auxiliary tool, it is not against the rules. , So, the winner, Lu Xingchen!"

Lu Xingchen stepped onto the ring under the shocked and envious eyes of everyone, overlooking everyone.

In the distance, Wei Wushuang looked at Lu Xingchen, there was a hint of color in his beautiful eyes.

Unexpectedly, he would know how to perform puppetry!

Lu Xingchen defeated Fan Ming with one move, and finally aroused the fighting spirit of the other teams.

On the arena, battles started everywhere.

In the queue below Lu Xingchen, everyone fell silent.

puppet!
A puppet is a helper!
It's not easy to be one against two!

"He's just an old man, what are you afraid of! It takes energy to control a puppet, I don't believe it, so many of us can't exhaust his energy!" a woman said suddenly.

The woman's words made everyone wake up.

That's right, no matter how powerful Lu Xingchen is, compared to other people, he is only at the seventh level of martial arts, and he is already old, so his strength is definitely not as strong as others!

The people in line suddenly muttered.

After a while, ten disciples walked to the front of the queue.

Behind them, Ji Ming looked proud.

Pointing to Lu Xingchen on the ring, Ji Ming said: "What you say is true. As long as you exhaust his strength, I will become an inner disciple at that time, and I will never forget your benefits. Everyone must work together at this time, otherwise , no one can become an inner disciple."

Lu Xingchen overlooked Ji Ming who was under the ring, and unexpectedly met him again.

A trace of killing intent flashed across Ji Ming's eyes, Lu Xingchen snorted coldly.

This Ji Ming did have some brains.

However, he will not show mercy to anyone who dares to block his way to Xingchen Martial Dao promotion.

The first outer disciple jumped onto the ring, punched Lu Xingchen, and rushed up.

Lu Xingchen held a body talisman in his mouth, and shook his fingers.

Without any accidents, this outer disciple was directly punched by the iron puppet who rushed forward and passed out!

(End of this chapter)