After watching with interest for more than half an hour, Chu Muchen became a little impatient.

The Zhao family likes to be mysterious and explicitly says that it is not enough to only entertain martial artists to hold pills and practice palm techniques, but they also have the boring trick of leaving seals on stones.

The first time the Mo Shen Stone was brought to the stage, Chu Muchen confirmed that only those in these two major realms or above could be left on the Mo Shen Stone.

But then again, using the Mo Shen Stone as a test stone is a blessing for them to think of it, but I made me pick up a bargain and earn a lot of spiritual energy in vain.

At this time, seven people had successfully left their seals on the stone, and Chu Muchen took the stage.

He slowly placed his hand on the stone surface. As the Daluo Star Art was circulating, the spiritual energy contained in this ink god stone poured back into Chu Muchen's body like a long river.

The ninety-nine-level green tower in the purple palace was absorbed crazily, and after only a few breaths, they washed away everything.

Not bad, it is five times more spiritual energy than the five hundred-year-old wild ginseng plant. Imagine that the heavy tower gate at the bottom of the Purple Mansion Green Tower has been opened, and Chu Muchen couldn't help but feel very happy.

At this point, the stone face was gone, but the color of the entire black stone seemed to be much dimmed.

Another failure, all the people in the venue who witnessed this scene thought so.

Chu Muchen didn't care whether it was failure or not, so he pulled Zhou Luoshui, who was confused, and left.

Come from the hall to the deck, Zhou Luoshui was still confused and blinked: "Brother Chu, it's nothing to fail, there's no need to hurry like this, right?"

"If you break someone's things, of course you have to flash people earlier."

Chu Muchen smiled faintly and said, "Although I'm not afraid of trouble, there is no need to wait for trouble to come."

Zhou Luoshui seemed to understand but didn't understand, and tilted his little head and said, "Wow, Brother Chu, did you break the black stone?"

"But why doesn't it look like this?"

Chu Muchen didn't bother to explain, and was too lazy to explain: "If you say no, it's not, it's too late, see you tomorrow."

In the hall, after Chu Muchen pulled Zhou Luoshui away, he saw another middle-aged man appearing on the stage.

"Mr. Wang, no, are you?"

A martial artist below obviously recognized this person and spoke out in surprise.

A company boss is rich, but you have the strength to study in the fighting hall for a year and a half, why are you joining in this fun?

Mr. Wang was obviously a little drunk and said drunk: "I have tested it. One punch is 133 kilograms, why can't you try it?"

The audience was silent. After all, although most of the people who boarded the Selina this time were martial arts practices, there were also a large number of ordinary people. These people were either rich or noble. They participated in the hidden shooting just to buy some good things that could prolong their lives.

However, it’s okay for you to participate in the auction, but it’s too embarrassing to get to the fun in front of you.

What the hell is 133 kilograms of fist strength? I still want to leave a mark on the black stone? Don’t shake you into bone cracks and you have to burn the incense.

The King in front of him was quite imposing. Hum, haha, exhaled and fisted like a dragon.

The martial arts practitioner who was familiar with Mr. Wang closed his eyes unbearable to witness it.

Alas, this ship is so high-end, and the medical equipment should be quite complete. For the sake of getting to know each other, I will send you a plaster later.

"Bang"

In front of everyone, Mr. Wang's fist had intimate contact with Black Stone without any fiction.

Mr. Wang felt extremely happy when he punched this punch, but when he saw the black stone that had never had a crack before, it broke into powder under his blow, and even he could not believe it.

When did I become so awesome?

Not only Mr. Wang himself could not believe this scene, but none of the onlookers believed the situation in front of him.

Could it be that this drunkard with a strong sense of merchants is actually a peerless master who is hidden!

It's impossible. This man's punch is so soft and powerless, and he never had any internal strength. He could smash this black stone, which is too outrageous.

Either he is a famous practitioner of Dharma, but there is no practitioner of Dharma practice that can shatter stones? I have never seen such a practice.

The martial artist who closed his eyes opened his eyes and saw this shocking scene, his face twitched, and he said in a daze: Could it be that I have no eyes and had not recognized the true strength of Mr. Wang in the past?

The drunk Mr. Wang waved his fist at the familiar martial arts cultivator and said proudly: "Old Tie, my fist is hard enough!"

The latter raised a thumb with a stiff expression and shouted something he could not convince himself: "Mr. Wang is mighty."

The waiter on one side did not expect such a complicated situation to occur. He handed in the invitation according to the rules and signed the name and collected it.

Then he summoned people to clean up the remains of the black stone, took the list of seven Mr. Wang who had left traces on the stone and one punch to shatter the stone, and rushed to Zhao Qingxuan.

In the room, Zhao Qingxuan looked at the list, and a hint of disappointment appeared between her eyebrows and eyes. Until she scanned Wang Qingfeng's name, a pair of bright eyes of water-cutting could not help but lit up.

The list is recorded as follows: Wang Qingfeng, smashed stone with one punch.

Can you break that black stone of special origin?

Wouldn't that have already possessed the cultivation strength of the ancestors?

Is this possible?

In just a moment, Zhao Qingxuan denied this conclusion. What a character of the ancestor of the Zhao family, the peerless master of the Wuzhi Renwang Realm, looking at the entire Daxia Kingdom for nearly a hundred generations, it will not exceed double digits.

Will the boss of a listed company be the peerless master of the Human King Realm? The answer is naturally no.

There must be other reasons, but unfortunately I was not present to look at the overall situation, otherwise I would have found something strange.

Zhao Qingxuan, frowned and puzzled, called, "Zhao Bing, go and retrieve the surveillance video from 9:00 to 10:00 in the studio tonight and send it to my room."

Seven or eight minutes later, Zhao Bing copied the surveillance video of this time to the USB flash drive and sent it to Zhao Qingxuan's room.

After watching the video of this hour with my chin held my cheek in front of my notebook, Zhao Qingxuan was both shocked and angry.

The surveillance video that was playing on the screen was frozen at a certain moment by her. The character displayed in the picture was Chu Muchen who had "failed" in the stone test.

"Blackstone shattered under the punch of a listed boss, and the crux of this person."

"Although all the arrangements are not what I want, I would like to listen to the old people in the clan and go through the motions. Even so, some people are obviously ignorant of their extraordinary abilities."

"What does this mean? Are the dishes I made in my cooking in Zhao Qingxuan are very unpalatable?"

"Or it's me, Zhao Qingxuan, who is not worthy of you, so I'm disdainful."

"But even so, why do you have to go on stage to test the stone? Such behavior is nothing different than humiliating me or even humiliating the Zhao family..."

At this moment, the Zhao family genius was uneasy.

Although Zhao Qingxuan has never been the kind of competitive person, she has a special stubbornness.

"No matter where you are from, you will meet in the next two days..."
Chapter completed!