"It's Sect Master Xiao," someone shouted from below.
Everyone looked up and saw Sect Master Xiao standing in front of everyone at some point.
He waved his right hand, and the spiritual energy in the sky condensed out, forming a blue shield that enveloped everyone.
Then Xu Zimo's attack was about to come, and another "boom" explosion was heard in the void.
The entire world was trapped deep in the void.
Xu Zimo clasped his fists and looked at the scene in the void with interest.
When the attack ended, the shields around Sect Leader Xiao also cracked into pieces.
Everyone was in danger, and they all sat in mid-air, gasping for air.
"Okay, this competition is over," Sect Master Xiao said calmly with an indifferent look.
He looked down at his right hand, which was actually a little numb.
Although there is no harm, an attack from an Emperor Pulse Realm can actually make a Divine Pulse Realm feel like this.
What's more, he knew that Xu Zimo hadn't even activated his first combat body.
This kind of thing is really weird.
"I hope I can become an emperor in this era," he murmured in a low voice.
"This is not enough," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
"If the sect leader takes action, it must be considered a violation of the sect's rules."
"The sect's rules don't allow you to beat them to death in the competition," Sect Leader Xiao said calmly.
"It's inevitable for people to make mistakes," Xu Zimo smiled and replied.
"But they offended me and they should pay some price."
"What do you mean?" Sect Master Xiao asked with a frown.
"Well, I don't ask too much, just take one punch from me," Xu Zimo replied.
"That's the price."
"This competition is over, there is no need to fight again," Sect Master Xiao replied.
"You win."
"This has nothing to do with victory or defeat," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
"I am just maintaining the dignity that my Holy Son should have.
Let them be filled with respect and not take it seriously."
Sect Master Xiao was silent for a moment. He really could not refute the majesty of the Holy Son.
Before the Holy Son grew up, none of these direct disciples paid much attention to him.
No one cared about this matter originally, but now that he had to bring it up, he had a hard time making a choice.
He looked at Xu Qingshan below, hoping to rescue him.
But Xu Qingshan lowered his head and turned a blind eye.
This is related to his son's prestige in the sect. As a father, he naturally wants to side with his son.
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"It's just a lesson," Sect Master Xiao finally sighed and retreated.
Xu Zimo smiled and walked towards these direct disciples step by step.
Everyone was not afraid and looked up at Xu Zimo.
"You should be lucky that this is within the Zhenwu Holy Sect," Xu Zimo smiled.
He kicked Xiang Qianheng down.
He was not polite to other people, just like kicking a ball, one by one.
Only when Jiang Xi'er was left alone, he stopped.
He grabbed the opponent's neck and lifted him up directly.
"Actually, I am considered kind. I should have sent you and your master to hell."
Xu Zimo said and threw the opponent away directly.
Jiang Xi'er's body hit the underground arena, and half of the arena was smashed into pieces.
Her clothes were as white as snow, and she lay covered in blood in a pool of blood.
Xu Zimo raised his head and glanced at all the disciples of the Zhenwu Holy Sect present.
These disciples were too frightened to raise their heads and look directly into his eyes.
"The Holy Son is mighty!"
I don't know who shouted, and the whole sky burst into warm cheers.
Xu Zimo's name has completely become famous throughout the sect.
Even among his direct disciples, when he was mentioned, they remained silent.
He single-handedly defeated almost all his direct disciples.
If the sect leader hadn't stopped them today, it would have been difficult for these people to leave alive.
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At the end of the competition ceremony, many people felt heavy-hearted.
This in itself is an opportunity to make a name for itself.
But after everything was over, they found that except for Xu Zimo's name in their minds.
It seems like nothing has been remembered.
It seems that all the preparations in the prelude are for the final battle.
What's even more helpless is that the final battle was completely one-sided.
It's hard to even compete.
"Have this generation of Holy Sons become so strong?" Many people asked themselves.
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After the ceremony, Xu Zimo returned to Yannan Peak.
Tomorrow he plans to leave Zhenwu Shengzong and set off alone.
Before leaving, he picked some leaves of life from the tree of life.
I gave some to my parents, Lin Ruhu, Xiao Guizi and Yao Shengnan.
Xu Qingshan accepted it with a smile, and he didn't ask any more questions.
Everyone has their own secret.
He is also very proud of his son's current achievements.
Only my mother nagged me and told me some things to pay attention to outside.
There will also be a grand ceremony at Grandpa's house in the Northern Continent a year later.
Early the next morning, the gray sky had just dawned.
Xu Zimo rode the Dark Sky Tiger and left the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
The sky is bright and bright, and it is raining continuously outside.
Xu Zimo enjoyed the drizzle atmosphere.
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As we walked all the way, the sky became brighter and brighter.
But because of the cloudy weather, it is always very depressing.
Dark Sky Tiger was walking slowly on the muddy road when he passed by a pavilion.
Xu Zimo heard a melodious sound of the piano.
He looked up and saw an old man and a woman sitting in the pavilion next to him.
The woman plays the piano with bare hands. The sound is as sweet as flowing water on a small bridge, and the tune is cheerful.
The old man was holding a long stick in his hand and was carefully wiping the stick in his hand.
Seeing Xu Zimo's arrival, the old man raised his head and squinted his eyes, smiled, and said nothing.
"It's interesting," Xu Zimo smiled with interest.
The Dark Sky Tiger is still advancing slowly.
Suddenly a burst of extremely fast wind sounded in my ears.
I saw several wind blades flying from the side.
The wind blade is extremely sharp and extremely fast.
The Dark Sky Tiger roared and raised his claws to scatter the wind blade.
It screamed in pain, but the wind blade was blown away.
But there were still several wounds left on its claws.
Xu Zimo turned his head and looked in the direction of the pavilion, and said calmly: "Are you waiting for me?"
"Young master, you are really a noble man who forgets things a lot," the old man said with a smile.
"Young master, have you forgotten everything you did in the Shenghua Domain?"
"Saint Hua Domain?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly, waiting for the old man's next words.
"I come from the Brahma family," the old man reminded.
"Maybe it's because of the Holy Buddha," Xu Zimo reacted instantly.
Although the Holy Son of Buddha is the Holy Son of the Buddhist Kingdom.
But before he entered the Buddhist kingdom, he was actually a disciple of the Brahma family.
The Brahma family is not very powerful, but it is because of its backing to the Buddhist Kingdom.
In recent years, it has grown increasingly strong and has become a leader among first-class forces.
"Are you here to take revenge from me?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"I just didn't expect that you are actually the contemporary saint son of the Zhenwu Holy Sect," the old man narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.
