Everyone found it interesting to see a half-year-old child like Zong Yuan standing up. Zhang Jun didn't say anything. He knew Zong Yuan's strength. Some time ago, he spent all his energy refining blood-quenching pills for these children. Among them, Zong Yuan
He made the most rapid progress with Bai Xuan. Needless to say, Bai Xuan was originally a monster in cultivation.
Zongyuan's magical power is a powerful one. This magical power allows him to learn any cultivation technique instantly. When Bai Xuan was still thinking about the Blood Tempering Sutra, he had already practiced it. Although he did not have physical magical power,
But he had refined the Great Five Elements Divine Light Talisman back then. The Great Five Elements Divine Light Talisman was so important that even Emperor Zhang Sanfeng was not willing to use it back then. It could create the Great Five Elements Treasure Body.
Zhang Jun knew in his heart that the Great Five Elements Treasure Body made from the Great Five Elements Divine Light Talisman was actually an enhanced version of the True Martial Body. Of course, if it was just the Great Five Elements Treasure Body, Zhang Jun would not dare to let Zong Yuan come out. After he tempered it,
With the help of blood pills, Zongyuan's Blood Tempering Meridian has been cultivated to the twelfth level, and he has firmly reached the blood emperor level.
Perhaps because of the blood-quenching pill, as Zongyuan's strength improved, he easily reached the 18th level of the "Giant Spirit Sutra" and condensed the giant spirit soul. In other words, he is now in the middle stage of returning to his true form and has
A powerful Yuanshen. The giant spirit Yuanshen has greatly increased Zongyuan's strength. His current strength reaches 180 million kilograms, far exceeding the average Taoist figure.
In conjunction with the "Giant Spirit Sutra", he originally obtained a pair of octagonal sledgehammers from the ancient holy land, and thus developed an extremely domineering hammering technique, the Giant Spirit Hammering Technique. This hammering technique only has three styles, but it is extremely powerful. Zhang
They all thought that the first four of the eight moves would not be so powerful.
Seeing that even a child dared to challenge him, Batiandu couldn't help but became furious and sneered: "I have cultivated the only fighting body in Prince Wu's Mansion, and I am invincible among the Dao Lords. How dare you, a little kid, dare to challenge this Dao Lord?"
"How shameless, are you invincible among Taoists? My father will kill you with one finger. Come on, if I can't defeat you within three moves, I will give up." Zhang Zongyuan said coldly, with a look of contempt on his face.
expression.
Batiandu was furious and cursed with his halberd finger: "You little beast! If I can't defeat you with three moves, I, Batiandu, will destroy my cultivation!"
"Okay, it's a deal! If you break your promise, everyone in Prince Wu's Mansion will be all bastards!" Zong Yuan immediately said with a smile, but his eyes were filled with chills.
Batiandu smiled "hehe": "If you lose, let me kowtow to me three times!"
"Okay, I promise you." Zhang Jun took a step forward, "If my son loses to you, I will kowtow to you three times on his behalf. But you'd better remember the bet clearly. If you lose, you must cancel yourself on the spot.
Cultivation."
Batiandu glared at Zhang Jun fiercely: "Just collect your son's body!"
Tang Bao clapped his hands at this time and shouted: "Okay, wonderful! I will be the public servant in this competition. If Ba Tiandu fails to kill Zhang Zongyuan within three moves, he will be considered a loser and will be punished for it."
If you destroy your cultivation, you will win if you do the opposite; if Zhang Zongyuan can persist in three moves without being seriously injured or killed, then you will win, if not, you will lose."
Many Buddhist monks around him sneered: "Prince Wu's Mansion has indeed risen. A Taoist prince actually competed and bet with children. Haha, this is really a lesson."
"Yes, most of all. From now on, children in the world of cultivation must avoid people from Prince Wu's Mansion, otherwise what will happen if they get injured?"
"Oh, I was really worried when you told me. I will tell the young disciples later and tell them not to go out."
Ba Tian was blushing by these comments. He didn't want to wait any longer and said, "Boy, I'll kill you first, then your father!" As soon as he finished speaking, he approached Zong Yuan and punched him.
Blast out.
The only fighting body is similar to the True Martial Body. They are both a powerful physical training method. The power of the two is equal. However, Zongyuan cultivates an enhanced version of the True Martial Body, the Great Five Elements Treasure Body. His physical body is powerful.
Not even as good as Zhang Jun back then. What's more, he recently practiced the Blood Tempering Meridian and his strength has improved a lot.
Zong Yuan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the opponent abandoning his magical power to attack personally. He shouted loudly and struck hard with the octagonal hammer in his hand.
There is a reason why Ba Tiandu is so confident. After cultivating his only combat body, his strength has reached an astonishing 13,000 kilograms, which is relatively rare among Dao Lords. Moreover, his physique is very powerful and can be used in close combat.
The lethality makes it impossible for most Dao Lords to resist.
At this moment, he wanted to use the most direct and primitive method to kill Zhang Zongyuan, so that Zhang Jun would be angry and regretful. With this punch, he had the intention of killing him, but he never imagined that Zongyuan was more powerful than him.
Big, physically stronger than him.
"boom!"
The fist and the sledgehammer collided, Zongyuan groaned, vomited blood and flew backwards.
Seeing this scene, the audience all showed expressions of surprise, and then shook their heads and sighed. Many people looked at Zhang Jun and thought, why is this father so cruel?
Others couldn't see Zong Yuan's little tricks, but Zhang Jun could. In that move just now, Zong Yuan only used 70% of his strength. Even the vomiting of blood was fake. It was squeezed out by the little bastard's own tongue.
It looked scary, but in fact he was not injured at all. Of course he understood why Zong Yuan did this. He wanted to lure the opponent to continue fighting with him. This was his advantage.
Seeing Zong Yuan being beaten so badly, Ba Tiandu showed a cruel smile. He approached Zong Yuan step by step and said: "Little beast, it's still too late for you to give in now!"
"Your whole family is a beast!" Zong Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the evil boy scolded him fiercely, "If you dare, beat me to death!"
"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"
Batiandu shouted loudly and punched again. With this punch, Zongyuan flew high again, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of broken bones.
"Are you okay?" Now even Sun Xiaochan felt unsure and asked Zhang Jun secretly.
"It's really hard for this little bastard. He even bit his cheek to vomit this little blood." Zhang Jun shook his head. In the eyes of everyone, they thought he had given up. But Sun Xiaochan was stunned and bit his cheek.
Cheeks? He is indeed a little bastard!
Zong Yuan struggled to stand up from the ground, his body swaying constantly, his eyes dull, and it seemed that he had been seriously injured. He gritted his teeth viciously: "I will never admit defeat, you dare to beat me to death!
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"Kill!" Batiandu shouted again. This time he burst out with twelve points of strength, and even his great supernatural powers were integrated into this punch. With this punch, he was going to kill Zhang Zongyuan!
At this moment, Zong Yuan's eyes became sharp and full of mockery. He used 100% of his strength and activated his powerful magical power. Two octagonal sledge hammers viciously smashed into the opponent's fist.
"roll!"
"boom!"
A huge sound erupted, Zong Yuan staggered back, but Batiandu flew up, his finger bones were shattered by a hammer, and his face turned pale with pain.
"Impossible! Impossible!" he shouted. Compared with the pain, he could not accept the ending.
"You lost." Tang Bao looked at Batiandu helplessly and sympathetically, and then he said to everyone, "As a notary, I declare Zhang Zongyuan the winner. The loser, that is, Batiandu must be disfigured.
Cultivation."
"You can't do this!" Suddenly, an old man walked out of the crowd. He was the current head of Prince Wu's Mansion, Ba Xiaotian.
"Ba Tiandu is the hope for the rise of our Prince Wu Palace. I am willing to deprive myself of cultivation on his behalf!" After saying that, he raised his palms without hesitation and prepared to press them on the top of his head.
"Slow down!" Zhang Jun's eyes locked on him coldly, "Even if you die, it's meaningless."
"You are cheating!" Batiandu stared at Zongyuan fiercely, wishing to devour him.
"It's you who are stupid!" Zong Yuan rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.
Ba Xiaotian's face turned pale. He walked slowly to Zhang Jun, then knelt down with a plop: "I beg you!"
Batian lowered his head in shame and clenched his fists.
Zhang Jun looked at him quietly and said: "When I became a real martial artist, your Prince Wu's Mansion tried to kill me many times. Later, they joined forces with the Holy Cult, the Fei Family, and Little Kunlun to attack Wudang Mountain to kill me. Let me ask you, if
Will you let me go if we get along in a different place?"
"No." Ba Xiaotian lowered his head, "But you are not me. Mr. Zhang Daojun, who has a lot of Buddha hands to heal the heart, will definitely let me go."
"You can let him go." Zhang Jun said coldly, "But the people in Prince Wu's Mansion must swear an oath that they will obey my orders within a hundred years. Are you willing?"
Ba Xiaotian suddenly fell into thinking hard. Without Ba Tiandu, Prince Wu's Mansion would be useless. But if Prince Wu's Mansion was allowed to listen to the enemy's orders, he would be even more unacceptable.
The Five Thunder Emperor came out at some point and asked, "Ba Xiaotian, do you know why Zhang Jun gave you this opportunity?"
"Please give me some advice, Emperor." Ba Xiaotian raised his head, looking confused.
"If I hadn't asked for help just now, Ba Tiandu would have been abolished long ago. During World War II, when China and Japan were fighting against Shintoism, three people died in your Prince Wu Palace, and another saint figure was seriously injured. He passed away soon after he came back.
Yes. I only found out about these things later. If it weren't for this, I would not have interceded on your behalf." The Five Thunder Emperor said, "I have a word of advice, surrendering to Zhang Jun is not a shameful thing, but is a good fortune for Prince Wu's Palace.
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Ba Xiaotian still hesitated, Zhang Jun suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked to the northwest, and said coldly: "Who hides his head and shows his tail?"
The two archangels appeared and slowly walked out. They said expressionlessly: "I just passed by your place. I heard that His Excellency Zhang Jun was promoted to Taoist Lord, so I stopped by to congratulate you."
"Sending two masters from the late Archangel stage here, you think too highly of me." Zhang Jun sneered.
One of them coughed lightly, as if thinking about what to say. There were many Middle-earth masters here, so they naturally did not dare to make mistakes, otherwise they would be attacked by a group of people. After a while, one of them, a bearded man, said: "Zhang
Your Excellency Jun, my Holy Son of the Holy See was seriously injured in the wilderness some time ago. According to what he said, it was Your Excellency who injured him?"
"You mean Yang Emperor's bastard son, right?" Zhang Jun snorted coldly, "Yes, I was the one who injured him. What do you want to do?"