Chapter Eight of the Martial Saints, the body of a dragon
Chapter 695: Eighth Level of Martial Saint, Body of a Panlong
"Master, I think Xie Wushen is either being perfunctory on purpose, or he is deceiving us and looking down on our sect. Xie Wushen was not known in the Central Domain before, and he is from the Southern Region. Even if he has a sect, he must be in the Southern Region.
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At this time, a female disciple wearing a fiery red robe said angrily: "What sect in the Southern Region can compare with our Shenxing Sect? If the disciples of the sects in the Southern Region have the opportunity to enter the Shenxing Sect, they will definitely flock to it.
Where is the reason to refuse?”
"Are this girl's words too absolute?"
Xie Feng was slightly angry and said with a slight smile: "So, if there is a sect more powerful than the Shenxing Sect to recruit at this time, the girl will definitely follow her and betray the Shenxing Sect?"
Xie Feng had long discovered that this woman in fiery red robes was staring at him with disdain from beginning to end, and now she deliberately made trouble. It was really disgusting.
"What did you say!"
The woman was furious and stared at Xie Feng fiercely.
She is the true disciple of Master Shui Xing. With Xie Feng saying this, how will she face her master?
"Well, since Xie Wushen has already been taught by his master, let's end this matter here."
Although Master Shui Xing and Master Yun Xing were not happy in their hearts, they did not fall out without grace.
After that, the two of them took their disciples directly and left.
This time, two Supreme Elders from the Martial Emperor Realm came in person. They had full confidence in accepting Xie Feng into the sect. After all, the conditions they offered were even the most talented geniuses from the three major ancient clans, and they found it difficult to refuse.
With such a result, it would be impossible to say that the two Martial Emperors were not angry at all.
However, in the grand gathering of hundreds of tribes, it was impossible for them to bring bad luck to Xie Feng.
"It's a pity that Xie Wushen actually refuses to enter the sect. Otherwise, we could find a way to force him to dedicate the instant killing method of heaven and earth to the sect.
In this way, as true disciples, we will definitely be able to acquire this combat skill."
"The power of the Instant Killing Technique of Heaven and Earth is astonishing. If we don't obtain this combat skill, how can we be willing to do so? If Xie Wushen refuses to join the sect, we will take it ourselves!"
Everyone in the Shenxing Sect returned to the viewing platform and continued to watch the competition. Two of the disciples' eyes flickered.
"But Xie Wushen's cultivation level is not high, but his combat power is amazing. It would be very difficult to wrest combat skills from him."
"It is not difficult for us to kill this person, but the instant killing method of heaven and earth is extremely terrifying. If you are not careful, you will be in danger.
But there must be a lot of people who covet this combat skill, so we can find more people and then reap the benefits."
"You're right. If someone kills another person and silences them, who will know it was us."
The two Shenxing Sect disciples were talking secretly, with sinister looks on their faces.
The seventh round of the competition is still in progress. In addition to the Shenxing Sect, several other sect forces came to recruit Xie Feng.
Without exception, they were all rejected by Xie Feng. Some of these sects really wanted to take Xie Feng into the sect, while some had other intentions.
Xie Feng didn't bother to argue. Anyway, even the Shenxing Sect rejected it, so other forces were even more indifferent.
After the seven rounds of competition ended, the eighth round of competition also began.
Xie Feng appeared on the battlefield, glanced around, and found that his opponent was a tall young man wearing battle armor.
This man was dressed in purple and gold battle armor, with a face as sharp as a knife and an axe, deep features, and sword-like eyes. He was none other than Zheng Qilong, the unrivaled genius of the ancient Zheng clan who had just been born.
"Xie Wushen had destroyed Zheng Haohan's cultivation before, and now he met Zheng Qilong. We really were enemies on a narrow road!"
"Zheng Qilong defeated the masters on the Four Emperors main list and is now ranked 489th, a little higher than Xie Wushen. It seems that this match will be interesting!"
"Zheng Qilong is a strong man who has been cultivated by the Zheng family for a long time. According to the comments of many emperor-level strong men, this person has the strength to compete for the top thirty-two in the competition. It seems that Xie Wushen will finally lose this time."
"I'm afraid it's hard to say. Until now, no one who can resist the instant killing method of heaven and earth has appeared."
"Yeah, I'm afraid it's hard to say who will win."
Seeing Xie Feng facing off against Zheng Qilong, the ancient tribesmen on each jade platform became excited.
Although Zheng Qilong is a hidden genius born in the world and his strength cannot be questioned, Xie Feng has repeatedly created miracles and no one dares to look down upon him.
"Hmph, I really agree with that sentence. One drink and one peck. Could it be a predestined decision!"
Zheng Qilong's eyes glowed like a god, and he said: "You ruined Zheng Haohan's cultivation and allowed me to meet you. If you abolish your cultivation again, the cycle of cause and effect will lead to unhappy retribution!"
"Why didn't I abolish your cultivation?"
Xie Feng laughed. He didn't expect that he would actually meet Zheng Qilong!
"Because this is simply impossible. You have no idea what level of cultivation I have reached, so you would say such ridiculous things!"
Zheng Qilong didn't care at all. In his opinion, Xie Feng knew nothing about his cultivation strength.
"Isn't it the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm?
Do you think you have concealed your true cultivation level so that no one can see it?"
Xie Feng smiled and said sarcastically: "I wonder where you get your confidence?"
"What?
You can actually see my level of cultivation!"
Zheng Qilong's face darkened and he stared at Xie Feng with an incredible expression.
The skills he practiced were not obtained from the Zheng family, but were inherited from another source.
The inherited skills he obtained are extremely mysterious and can conceal his cultivation level. Even the strong Emperor Wu among the Zheng family cannot see it.
Xie Feng actually revealed his cultivation level with one sentence, which really surprised him.
Moreover, after knowing his true cultivation level for a long time, Xie Feng could still be so calm when facing him, which surprised him even more.
You must know that the realm Xie Feng revealed at this time was only the seventh level of the Martial Master Realm. There was a ten-level difference between the two of them. How could he still be so confident?
"What's so strange about this?"
Xie Feng said: "There are thousands of techniques in the world, each with its own magic. Don't you think that if you get a little adventure, no one will be able to see through you?"
Okay, stop talking nonsense, don’t you want to avenge Zheng Haohan?
Take action!"
"You should also know that once I use my instant killing technique, you won't have much chance!"
While he was talking, the Tianmin Sword appeared in Xie Feng's hand, with dazzling golden light and soaring energy.
Zheng Qilong took action, and a silver spear appeared in his hand. He pointed toward the sky, and immediately let out a dragon roar.
The aura on his body surged, turning into a phantom of a silver-colored, one-horned dragon. His body also expanded suddenly, turning into a ten-meter-tall giant, with dragon scales appearing on his body!
Moreover, his cultivation aura has also been upgraded to the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm!
"It's actually the body of a one-horned dragon!"
"No wonder the Zheng family named this son Zheng Qilong. I didn't expect that among the Zheng family, there would be a peerless genius with a second-class physique!"
"The eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm, the Zheng family is so well hidden!"
The surrounding stands were shocked.
According to legend, Panlong is a dragon that has not ascended to heaven, dormant in the earth. If it is cultivated to the level of five horns, it will have the power to overturn the world.
Although Zheng Qilong only has the physique of a one-horned dragon, he is still terrifying.