Super Cultivation Abandoned Young Master

"Ants, get out!" a

young man who wanted to hit ten glared coldly at Chu Zheng.

If nothing else, it was because he felt strongly insulted.

Be teased by an ant.

At the moment, he drank coldly.

"This is Guo Sheng of the Bajiquan Sect, don't look at his young age, it is said that he has reached the Grandmaster level in the Eight Pole Quan Sect

!" "I also heard that as long as Guo Sheng makes a move, it is generally necessary to fight more than ten, the strength is too strong, this time to enter the Eight Finals, there must be him!"

Everyone discussed excitedly.

Not for anything else, because once it reaches the juncture of the top thirty, it is often a duel among the strong, and the degree of excitement can be stronger than one game.

And the information of these top thirty masters, many people have also heard of it....

But on the other hand, Chu Zheng was no one cared.

To say that there is, that is, a joking discussion.

On the presidium, many Grandmaster-level martial arts powerhouses also shook their heads slightly at the scene, including Mo Lingrou.

Because this kind of thing has happened in the past, some people want to be famous, so they come to this mantis as a car and turn some fame.

However, as early as two years ago, an unwritten rule was formed, that is, the top thirty can only be reserved for famous people.

For example, Lei Lei, a taiji martial artist, is more famous, and he is also a frequent visitor to these thirty qualification defense battles.

The strength is probably in the top twenty or so.

So, it's also very good.

On the other hand, this is also Mo Lingyu'er, who has just arrived, this reputation needless to say, is the sister of Mo Lingrou, the lord of the Tianxi Valley.

It can be said that it is deeply rooted in the martial arts inheritance of the Mo family.

Jiu Yang

? "Hahaha..." Everyone

wanted to laugh when they thought about it, what kind of thing was this?

Chu Zheng didn't expect that things would be such trouble, and the martial arts conference had such unwritten rules.

He was obviously regarded by everyone as a grandstanding porcelain toucher.

I already knew this, so I simply hit it in one breath.

"I challenge you Guo Sheng, do you dare to take it?" said

Chu Zheng, pointing at Guo Sheng.

"What, this ant is actually going to challenge Guo Sheng, who is now ranked third?

And Guo Sheng was obviously stunned, challenging me, wouldn't it?

"Okay, but I won't order it until I get there, in my hands, I have to be crippled if I don't die!" When

Guo Sheng heard this, he directly wanted to jump out.

"Sheng'er, stop!" At

this time, on the presidium of the high platform, an old man suddenly stood up with a cold face.

In his eyes, this Jiuyang is the person who touches porcelain, and he has a Bajiquan sect, but he does not pave the way for this kind of ant.

Even if he was killed, Bajiquan would only have a reputation as a bully.

"Stop, Sheng'er, why do you make a move against an ant? Master Qin, don't drive this ant down!"

said Guo Mengyu, the Eight-Pole Fist Grandmaster, coldly.

"You, get out!"

Master Qin, who was hosting the audience, pointed at Chu Zheng impatiently and said lightly.

"Bang!" Chu Zheng

knew that if he didn't show his hand, he might not be able to convince the public, and it would not be easy to reach the end.

So at that moment, Chu Zheng raised a foot and kicked it directly towards Master Qin's chest, who came over to push him.

"Be bold!" Master

Qin can be used as a host, and his strength must be good.

At that moment, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and at the same time, the other hand wanted to grab and take down this unscrupulous Jiuyang.

This process, Master Qin has long thought about it.

But I didn't expect that.

"Bang!" Just

this kick, Master Qin felt a sharp pain in his arm, Mo said that the other hand was captured, Master Qin was kicked and flew out directly.

It hit more than a dozen tables in succession.

"What?"

Master Qin's eyes widened in shock, looking at the black-robed man in front of him.

His face was full of disbelief.

Because that kick is too difficult to resist.

Chu Zheng put his hands in his pockets, just now he used only one-tenth of his strength, yes, just strength.

Otherwise, with a little more strength, you can directly kick this Master Qin to death.

"Now, I can challenge you Guo Sheng, right?"

said Chu Zheng lightly.

The crowd was also horrified.

"This ant, some strength!" "This ant

, the strength is not small!" In

the audience, everyone discussed in a low voice, but the contempt in their eyes did not go down a little.

Including Guo Sheng.

Guo Sheng shook his head helplessly: "If you cultivate well, there are still some opportunities, but today, after fighting with me, the meridians of the whole body will be broken, and there will be no more opportunities to practice martial arts, since you insist on seeking death, well, I will complete you!" Guo Sheng

jumped down directly from the high platform, and flipped three and a half times in the air, and after landing, he directly carried his hands and turned his back to Chu Zheng, like a grandmaster.

"Okay, qualification defense battle, the first game, Jiuyang vs. Eight Pole Guo Sheng!"

Master Qin was kicked by Chu Zheng, which can be regarded as kicking his heart. He said through gritted teeth.

"Let's do it!" Guo

Sheng turned his back to Chu Zheng, twisted his head slightly, and said lightly.

It's about going back again.

"Good!" Chu

Zheng was already extremely familiar with such a scene.

Don't want to let either.

The figure swept directly and rushed over quickly.

"What?" felt

a sudden strong formation behind him.

Guo Sheng's heart was slightly shocked, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

Too

late to turn your back, hurriedly turn back.

But it was too late, Chu Zheng had already arrived in front of him.

A punch was punched!

"Poof!" Guo

Sheng didn't have time to parry, and flew out directly upside down, spitting out blood from his mouth. When he landed, there was a sound of bones shattering.

"Ah

, you?" Guo

Sheng's face was full of horror.

Everyone was also stunned.

What, with one punch, he scrapped the eighth-year-old grandmaster Guo Sheng?

Mo Lingyuer also glanced at Chu Zheng, who was wearing a black robe, quite impressed.

The original

contempt for this Jiuyang, everyone in the audience immediately dissipated.

As everyone knows, Chu Zheng also only used one-tenth of his strength, just strength.

"Sheng'er..."

On the presidium, that Guo Mengyu flew down directly.

After checking the injuries on Guo Sheng's body, his bones were broken.

It is difficult to practice martial arts again after being cured.

"Ant, you dare to be so bold, you are looking for death!" Guo

Mengyu glared at Chu Zheng viciously, his face full of murderous anger.

"He just said that he wanted to abolish my whole body meridians, why didn't you say that now I am abolished, is it wrong with me?"

Chu Zheng indifferently carried his hands behind his back and replied coldly.

"You..."

Guo Mengyu's chest heaved and stammered.

However, what Chu Zheng said was the truth, and in the martial arts conference, he did not dare to make a random attempt, that is, he swallowed this evil breath temporarily.

Jiuyang vs. Baji Guo Sheng, Jiuyang...

Everyone doesn't want to admit that this person will win.

And just a punch.

Jiuyang naturally advanced to the top thirty, and directly ranked third.

Next, there are Mo Lingyuer and Lei Lei, their respective challenge objects.

They all made the cut.

"Jiuyang, hehe, I'll burst you tomorrow!" The

top thirty places had already been decided, and just as he was about to withdraw, Zuo Xingyun suddenly walked to Chu Zheng, who was about to leave, and whispered in his ear.

Xuan even looked at Chu Zheng, and there was a gloomy smile.

The subordinates on the side came up and put on clothes for him.

Zuo Xingyun laughed and left.

"What's so funny?" Chu

Zheng couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. I don't know what Zuo Xingyun is laughing at.

In order not to attract everyone's attention, Chu Zheng left directly in the crowd.

Just as Chu Zheng left, there was a gaze on the presidium, staring at Chu Zheng viciously, immediately beckoning, and whispered something to a subordinate standing behind him.

Finally, he made a neck wipe motion.

The martial arts conference, the first day ended like this, undoubtedly for everyone, today is a special surprise.

Because there is a dark horse, it seems to come out.

Chu Zheng completely ignored it, his goal was just to meet Mo Lingrou and that Yuwen Hao, as well as the alliance master of the Martial Dao Alliance.

The cultivation of these people seems to be extremely good.

Chu Zheng was walking on the way back, passing by a gloomy forest road, wanting to go in and take off this black robe.

However, Chu Zheng's action was a meal.

"I've already followed all the way, I can come out!" Chu

Zheng's voice fell.

"Sand, sand, sand!"

and the surrounding woods swayed.

From the woods, seven or eight figures jumped out one after another.

They ran quickly and directly surrounded Chu Zheng ...