The force of this blow is a full three thousand kilograms, and the strength of an ordinary ninth-level Taoist cultivator is about two thousand eight hundred kilograms. One punch is enough to kill a second-level monster.
Wang Teng shook his head. In his eyes, this guy was really weak and pitiful. Not to mention his slow speed, his boxing technique was full of flaws. There was a loud "pop", and before Li Chao's move hit Wang Teng, he was hit in the chest.
Palm.
The force of this palm was less than three thousand kilograms, but it hit Li Chao's fatal point firmly. His figure seemed to be struck by lightning, and he fell back to the ground with a scream, and kept falling on the ground.
He began to twitch, as if he was having epilepsy.
With one palm, just an ordinary palm, Wang Teng, who was regarded by everyone as "a waste among wastes", defeated an opponent with two more bones than him.
Elder Huiming nodded slightly, with a hint of joy on his face. Wang Teng was a bit stronger than he expected.
"Failed, then Li Chao of Shen Iron Gate was defeated." "One move, just one move, he is too weak!" "It's not that he is weak, it's that Wang Teng is too powerful. I know that Li Chao, in Shen
The iron gate also has a certain name, my God! It was defeated like this." Almost all the audience stood up from their chairs suddenly, their expressions froze.
Especially the elder of the Divine Iron Sect, whose face turned green and white. He knew very well how strong his disciples were. No matter how weak they were, they would not be too weak.
Wang Teng glanced at Li Chao lightly and walked off the fighting platform. Although Li Chao was very unwilling, the soreness and numbness in his body made him unable to stand up at all, let alone continue to fight with Wang Teng.
.
The first round of competition was really childish.
"This Wang Teng has a lot of trouble. No wonder the city lord has such a high opinion of his physical body. The city lord has never failed to judge people." The elder who was presiding over the competition glanced at Wang Teng and announced that he had passed the first round of the competition and gave him a slap.
Scored an eight.
Eight points, this is a very high score. In previous years, not many people on the No. 20 Arena could get such a score.
"Yes, I really haven't seen anyone before. I hope you can achieve better results." Wang Teng came to Elder Huiming and immediately heard Elder Huiming's praise.
"These are just little shrimps. The real powerful opponents are behind. I'm looking forward to it." Wang Teng smiled slightly and said without arrogance or arrogance.
In less than half a day, the first round of the competition was over. Fully half of the contestants were eliminated, and some cultivators who had suffered both losses also failed to appear. Those contestants who passed the competition took the time to rest and put their fighting power to the test.
Return to a full state, because there will be a second round of competition at noon.
There are countless elixirs in the cultivation world, and their effectiveness is miraculous. If you are not too seriously injured or consume too much strength, you can usually recover within an hour. Wang Teng spent almost no effort in the first round of the competition, no need
Like other cultivators, he took elixirs to rest and rest. For several hours, he had been watching the competition on the 20th competition stage in various ways, but he felt more and more that the contestants above were too weak.
Maybe it's not because they are weak, but because they are too strong.
At noon, Wang Teng's name appeared on the stone pillar again. Now many cultivators were a little curious. They had previously focused on the popular competition stages and almost forgot about Wang Teng. Many of them even
Everyone thought he would definitely be eliminated in the first round.
But now he has entered the second round of the competition. Finally, a small number of cultivators could not restrain their curiosity and looked towards the No. 20 competition platform. Even though there were only a few hundred people, they could barely let No. 20 compete.
The awkward situation of having no audience on the stage has been reduced a bit.
Wang Teng's opponent this time was Wu Long from the Baiyu Sect. He also had twenty bones and his combat power was slightly stronger than that of Li Chao. When he saw that a small number of spectators were looking towards this place, he knew that he must
It was because of Wang Teng that I couldn't help but feel a sense of sourness in my heart.
"This is my chance to become famous. As long as I defeat Wang Teng, I will be recognized by some of the audience. Wang Teng, you are destined to be my stepping stone." Wu Long thought in his heart, his eyes cold.
He glanced at Wang Teng.
"Uh! I think I'm not super handsome, but I'm not much different. Why do you all look so displeased with me?" Seeing Wu Long's expression, Wang Teng couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Wang Teng, then Li Chao gave you an opportunity just because he underestimated you. This time you don't have any chance. I will defeat you in one move." Wu Long was short in stature and had sinister eyes. As soon as he finished speaking,
As nimble as a monkey, it floated towards Wang Teng quickly.
Wang Teng's expression froze slightly, and he realized that a powerful underground force was sweeping towards him, trying to penetrate into his mind and affect his sanity. At that time, the other party could do whatever he wanted.
There is no doubt that this is a second-level magical technique. It must have been taught to him by the elders of the White Jade Sect. It is his strongest killing move. Wu Long also knows how powerful Wang Teng is, so he has no reservations when he takes action, and he is determined to kill Wang Teng.
Wang Teng was defeated.
"Tao Power God Control Technique, although your physical body is strong, but your bones are extremely weak, your Tao power is definitely not that good. You will be defeated by me." Wu Long was still full of confidence in this trick of his. While performing the second-level magic method, he also returned
He danced his fists, each punch hitting the vital parts of Wang Teng's body.
"Too slow." Wang Teng's voice suddenly sounded in Wu Long's ears, but the person had disappeared without a trace. A cold air suddenly rose from behind Wu Long, and he was horrified. Wang Teng actually relied on
With the speed of the physical body, he can dodge Dao power attacks. Is this still something that a ninth-level Daoist cultivator can do?
"Heaven-shattering Continuous Palm!" Wang Teng's body appeared behind Wu Long like a ghost. The speed was so fast that many spectators stood up on the spot in shock, feeling like a dream. Between the lightning and flint,
Wu Long was hit with five palms on his back, and the sound of cracking bones was endless.
Wu Long's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and then he fell to the ground, shook a few times, and then fainted.
Wang Teng clapped his hands and slowly walked off the competition platform under the shocked eyes of everyone.
"Win again, this time it's another move." "Oh my God, wasn't my vision dazzled? Is this Wang Teng really that good-for-nothing with bad bones?" "With such bad bones, how could he be so tyrannical in his physical body?
With his status, no wonder even the city lord admires him."
At this time, both the disciples and elders of other sects, and even the hundreds of cultivators who cast their gazes at Wang Teng, were all shocked by Wang Teng's fighting prowess. The elder who presided over the competition suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair.
He stood up, the laziness on his face was wiped away, his writing hand trembled slightly, and he wrote the word "nine" in the record book.
Nine points! That is a record that only those talented disciples with excellent bones can achieve, but now he gave it to Wang Teng. The scoring standards are also clearly stipulated. The presiding elder does not dare to mess around, but now
Wang Teng can indeed get this score.
"Seventeen points. A total of seventeen points in two games. It is already a score that many talented disciples cannot get. In the evening game, he has the qualifications to enter other competition stages to compete with elite disciples." The presiding elder.
murmured to himself.
Three hours later, the second round of the competition came to an end. There were only about 200 contestants from the nearly 1,000 contestants. More than half of the Xiaochi sect's disciples had been eliminated, leaving only geniuses such as Qi Tian, Huo Lie, Lu Ping, and Yun Long.
disciple.
The results of these people are all extraordinary. Many of them scored fifteen points. Even Qi Tian and Yun Long both scored sixteen points. Among the remaining two hundred players, their scores were considered to be on the higher side. However, such results
It seems that it is not enough to join Yuhuangmen. It is not until now that they truly understand how difficult it is to join Yuhuangmen.
Qitian, who usually looked full of confidence, felt great pressure at this time. On the contrary, Yunlong was still full of hope for himself. After all, he was one of the few who had twenty-four bones.
"Qi Tian, your score is very good, one point higher than mine. Alas, it seems that I am still not as good as you. I don't have much chance this time. I only know now that there are too many masters in the cultivation world."
During the break in the competition, the contestants of the Xiaochi faction gathered together. Huo Lie swallowed the healing elixir and sighed to Qi Tian.
In the past, they were both talented disciples of the Xiaochi sect, and they had been competing with each other from the beginning. Therefore, they founded the Qitian Alliance and the Liehuo Group in order to compete within the sect. However, the pressure of reality made Huo Lie a little discouraged, until
Only when he saw the vastness outside did he realize his naivety.
"I only scored fifteen points. My opponent is too strong. If I hadn't tried my best, it would have been hard to guarantee whether I would have won just now." Lu Ping from Doutian Pavilion also sighed with emotion at this time. He was gone long ago.
The arrogance of the past.
Only Yunlong was sitting on one side, with his legs crossed and a proud look on his face.
"The Qinglong City event is so cruel. We let you participate in this event mainly to give you more experience. We were not just like you back then, we also wanted to make a name for ourselves with our own efforts, but later we returned to Xiaochi.
Sent, alas! This is reality." Elder Huilong and others, who were healing everyone's injuries, raised their heads and said with a bitter smile.
"At least you have achieved good results in your basic skills. You have not disgraced our Xiaochi sect, unlike someone else." Elder Hui Qing on the side suddenly sneered.
"I wonder how Wang Teng's game went? Now I feel like it's wrong for us to underestimate him! There are people outside the world. Although we have an advantage over Wang Teng, so what." Huo Lie said with a bitter smile.
"Hmph! At least we can go further than Wang Teng." Qitian suddenly let out a cold snort, it seemed that it was because of Old Man Feng. He had always disliked Wang Teng, and even though he had suffered setbacks now, he still felt it in his heart.
I feel superior to Wang Teng.
"That's right! There is nothing we can do if we are inferior to others outside, but the Xiaochi Sect has the rules of the Xiaochi Sect. We must fight for a ranking. Whoever should be in a certain position must be in that position, and there is no disobedience." Lu Ping said with a solemn expression. He is a
Hui Qing's most beloved disciple naturally wanted to speak for Hui Qing.
"Wang Teng, then Wang Teng has passed two rounds of competition, and I heard that he defeated his opponent with one move." At this moment, a cultivator next to the Xiaochi faction said in an extremely surprised tone.
Everyone in the Xiaochi faction looked dumbfounded, and they were actually stunned on the spot. Not many people knew their names, but Wang Teng, on the contrary, became angry, and the limelight steadily suppressed them.