Asuru God Soul

The martial artists present shouted one after another.

They don't accept Gu Qianqian, but Gu Qianqian is a person covered by the line, and they dare not make a mistake.

They are not satisfied with Dongfang Wuji, but they can't provoke the powerful forces behind Dongfang Wuji.

Therefore, when facing the powerless Chu Xing rain.

They vented all their disobedience on the young man in white.

"If anyone disagrees, stand up!"

In the face of everyone's crazy dissatisfaction, if someone else had been scared by this momentum, he would have directly withdrawn from the quota.

But Chu Xing's expression of light wind and light clouds remained unchanged.

Let his heroes be excited, I stand still.

"I, Zhang Weizhong, admire people with high strength most in my life. With such strength, why do you stand out from us?"

Zhang Weizhong wanted to come forward and was fiercely pulled away by one person.

"Let me come!"

The man pointed to Chu Xingyu and shouted, "if the sixth place today doesn't fall on my Gu Boyuan, I'll take Chu Xingyu's last name."

He was about to go out when another man grabbed him.

"Chu Xingyu is the one I want to deal with."

Gao Yu, who used to stick her hot face to Chu Xingyu's cold ass, had long been gnashing her teeth at Chu Xingyu. At this time, seeing that Chu Xingyu shouted so arrogantly, Gao Yu's anger has accumulated for a long time and is about to erupt.

Almost everyone present wanted to challenge Chu Xingyu.

"Go away, this waste is mine!"

Niu mang burst into tears.

Having offended his younger brother and not giving himself face, Niu mang will wash away this humiliation today.

The martial artists present were quiet in an instant.

Niu mang has high strength. He can even go beyond his level to deal with the jiuzhong fighters in Zunwu territory.

Obviously, if Niu mang wants to fight, there will be nothing for them.

"Chu Xingyu, you waste, let me clean you up!"

Niu mang walked to Chu Xingyu and a touch of fishy ran flashed in his eyes.

"Pure fighting is meaningless. Do you have anything worth asking me to do?"

Chu Xingyu asked faintly.

These martial artists from rich places have a lot of treasures. Since they want to trouble themselves, let them spend money to buy a lesson.

"Gambling fight?"

Niu Mang's eyes flashed a touch of excitement. What he was good at was gambling.

"Since you want to bet, I'll bet with you."

Niu mang took out a bead made of gilt from his arms.

Among the beads, there is a droplet the size of a tear floating in the center of the bead.

"10% battle holy liquid!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

"Yes, this is Zhanwu holy liquid. Although it is only 10%, it is also valuable."

Niu Mang's eyes are proud.

Martial artists in different realms correspond to different types of cultivation resources.

The holy liquid of war martial arts is a spiritual liquid to promote the martial arts practitioners in the war martial arts realm to improve their accomplishments.

The holy night is divided into ten levels. 10% of the holy night is the weakest and 100% of the holy night has the strongest effect.

But Zhanwu holy liquid is very rare. Even in Huowu country, it is only available in the inner courtyard of the four colleges and the imperial city.

It was beyond everyone's expectation that Niu mang could get 10% martial Saint liquid.

"Chu Xingyu, since you want to add some color, I'll bet with you."

Niu Mang's eyes are proud. His father gave him this martial arts holy liquid. He has kept it for 17 years. When he successfully enters the martial arts realm, he can take it.

He didn't want to gamble with Chu Xingyu at all. He just showed off his wealth to everyone.

You know, even if it is a battle martial Saint liquid, you can't find much in the whole Dongfang mansion.

"Zhanwu holy liquid, it's a little interesting!"

The line in the corner licked his lips.

Dongfang Wuji disobeyed himself, but he didn't lose anything.

After getting the quota, he is ready to return to the Inn and prepare for the competition circle the day after tomorrow. After all, his opponents are those students in the secondary competition circle. He despises these weak existence.

He didn't mean to watch Chu Xingyu and Niu mang.

When he was going to leave, he saw Yicheng wusheng liquid and a look of greed appeared in his eyes.

"Chu Xingyu, if you win me, I will lose to you."

"But if you lose, you not only have to come down from these six places, but also have to hand over your whole body cultivation here!"

After Niu Mang's eyes finished, he punched Chu Xingyu without waiting for his reply.

Chu Xingyu angered Niu mang. If Yuanshi town had not banned killing, Niu mang would not only want chu Xingyu's cultivation, but also his life.

The violent fist wind, after rubbing with the air, instantly produced a white air awn.

Hiss!

Qi mang made a constant explosion in the air, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Niu mang with a ferocious smile wants to see Chu Xingyu's frightened expression.

"Boxing turns Qi. It's really weak!"

However, the boy's face, not only did not have the slightest fear, but with a sarcastic voice, clearly passed into his ears.

"Who is weak?"

Niu Mang, who was ridiculed by Chu Xingyu one after another, was angry. The power of his fist kept going and ran crazy again.

The fierce fist wind twisted the faces of the martial artists around him.

Chu Xingyu also moved at this time. He also punched out.

This punch is not enough to see in front of Niu mang.

"Chu Xingyu, your life accomplishments will be explained here soon!"

Gao Yu, with a grimace on her face, looked at the abolition of the teenager who had humiliated herself this morning. It was also a matter of great popular feeling.

He even thought that after Chu Xingyu's cultivation was abolished, he would catch up and double back the humiliation this morning.

However, when he conceived how to punish Chu Xingyu, a scene that frightened him appeared.

It's OK for Niu mang to punch on the Chuxing rain.

How is this possible?

But what surprises them more is still ahead.

Chu Xingyu's fist also rushed to Niu Mang's chest at this time.

In the frightened eyes of the people, Niu Mang's face was twisted into a piece, and then he was hit by Chu Xingyu's ordinary fist. He couldn't control his body shape. Finally, he flew back, smashed into the wall of the tavern and fell heavily towards the first floor.

Hiss~

The sound of sucking cold breath came from the people's mouths.

Chu Xingyu only used one punch to smash the strong in their eyes out of the wall.

How could he be so good.

Everyone was stunned. Obviously, his accomplishments only reached the eight levels of Zunwu territory!

"Who else disagrees? Come on!"

Chu Xingyu glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He was so frightened that the man who threatened to provoke him just now stepped back.

In particular, Gao Yu, who shouted the hardest just now, hid at the end of the crowd and dared not show his head.

"Why, didn't you just refuse to accept it? Why don't you dare to come up now when you want to drive the waste Chu Xing rain out of the quota?"

Chu Xingyu's eyes are full of banter.