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Chapter 568

Most people don't know this, but Deep Sea Thunder Dragon knows that Principal Chen is a strong person in the ninth level.

Moreover, Principal Chen is extremely strong in the ninth level.

When competing for the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", Principal Chen fought one against two and won half of the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", which shows his strength.

Even if the Deep Sea Thunder Dragon is at the eighth level and can stand on an equal footing against other martial arts academy principals, facing Principal Chen, it has to be coiled even if it is a dragon.

Below, the demon envoy didn't feel anything.

Principal Chen, who is in the ninth level, cannot show off his power with a group of fifth-level and sixth-level monsters. That would be too low.

A group of monsters were still very arrogant, their bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes wandering among the crowd, as if they were selecting their prey.

This made people very unhappy and they yelled and cursed.

"A group of weak humans will become our blood food sooner or later." The golden-winged vulture sneered. Although it was badly beaten by Zhao Muyang yesterday, it has recovered.

The demon clan is not without elixirs, and because the demon clan lives in the wild, and the sea is almost entirely occupied by the demon clan, in terms of the number of elixirs, the demon clan has more elixirs than humans.

Similar to elixirs for recovering injuries, the demon clan also has them.

This is one of the reasons why the demon tribe can challenge a martial arts academy for one day.

"Where are the people?" The golden-horned rhinoceros was huge, with a pair of lantern-like eyes roving around, spitting mist from its nostrils, and shouted: "Ning Chen, come out and die."

Many people already know about the grudge between Golden Horned Rhinoceros and Ning Chen. When they were at Longjiang Martial Arts Academy, the two sides even made an undying agreement.

At this time, a voice came: "Golden-horned rhinoceros, are you in a hurry to die?"

People all looked at it.

I saw Ning Chen, Jiang Yun, Du Xiao, Zeng Fanshu, Siam Ba, as well as Zhang Yunlong, Zhao Xuan, Zheng Mengqiu, Li Kang and other contestants from the Capital Martial Arts Academy arriving.

A group of people came over and confronted the demon clan. Neither side restrained their auras. The auras of the fifth and sixth levels were colliding, and sparks seemed to be splashing in the air.

The golden-horned rhinoceros roared: "I can't wait to tear you apart. Ning Chen, I will make you die miserably today."

Ning Chen curled his lips and was too lazy to pay attention to the golden horned rhinoceros. Instead, he looked at the flying divine tiger: "Since we are all here, let's get started."

Feitian Shenhu nodded: "Okay."

For a while, people were quiet.

There is a huge square in the middle of the auditorium. It has been specially reinforced. People from both sides have arrived, and the first showdown is about to begin.

...

The demon clan is led by the Flying Divine Tiger.

The Capital Martial Arts Academy is headed by Ning Chen.

Everyone looked at Ning Chen.

This first game is very crucial. Whether you gain the first advantage or lose the first advantage will have a great impact on the rest of the game.

"Let me come up." Zeng Fanshu volunteered.

"It's better for me to go up." Li Kang also said.

Both of them are at the fifth level. Since this is only the first battle, the opponent will probably send out a fifth level monster first.

Of course, it does not mean that the opponent sends a fifth-level demon clan, and the Capital Martial Arts Academy can only send a fifth-level one. But if the Capital Martial Arts Academy sends a sixth-level monster, it would be fine if they win, but wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if they lose?

But if a master like Ning Chen was directly sent, the demon clan would not be stupid and just admit defeat, or simply find another one.

So there is a tacit understanding between both parties.

Ning Chen thought for a moment, then glanced at the demon envoy and said, "Let's write it down in Zeng Fan's book."

Zeng Fanshu was overjoyed and smug. He had been holding back his energy and wanted to make the Monster Tribe delegation look good, not to mention that if he won, there would be a hefty reward.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win this one." Zeng Fanshu said, patting his chest.

Ning Chen suddenly felt a little regretful. This guy was a little unsteady, so he immediately warned: "Don't take it lightly. The other party will probably send that weasel. You also know its characteristics. Be careful of its confusing innate magical power."

In fact, the reason why Ning Chen chose to let Zeng Fan write it was because of this.

The demon clan would most likely send out the weasel. Yesterday, Wen Ya from Longjiang Martial Arts Academy was defeated because of the weasel's confusing magical power.

Zeng Fanshu's cultivation level is not weak, he is at the peak of the fifth rank. He has traveled through the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" and experienced both the human and celestial realms. His state of mind and soul are far stronger than those of ordinary warriors. He should be able to resist weasels with his innate magical powers.

Better.

In addition, Zeng Fanshu also ate the fruit of the Dark Night Tree in the Shura clan. Both in terms of cultivation and physical strength, he was extremely strong and was an absolute master in the fifth-level realm.

Sure enough, the demon clan sent out the weasel in the first game.

When he saw that it was indeed a weasel, Zeng Fanshu couldn't help but secretly rejoiced and said: "Weasel, you are unlucky to meet me today, you are doomed."

The weasel sneered: "Just you?"

Zeng Fanshu didn't talk nonsense to it. With a flick of his long sword, the true meaning of martial arts filled the air, and the Gang Qi shot out, creating a sharp sword light and slashing at the weasel.

The sword light was so condensed that it looked like a real long sword. When it got close to the weasel, the sword spread out and formed a fan shape.

This seals the weasel's dodge space, which is similar to Wen Ya's "Peacock Spreading Its Tail", in order to limit the weasel's speed.

The difference is that Wen Ya's sword light is too dispersed, resulting in insufficient lethality; while Zeng Fanshu only divides it into a fan shape, but with seven or eight rays, the power is still guaranteed.

The weasel was extremely fast and quickly retreated. At the same time, it waved its sharp claws and grabbed one of the sword lights, smashing it into pieces.

"You can't hide." Zeng Fanshu was well prepared and quickly followed up, getting close to the weasel and starting a close combat.

"Boy, you are looking for death." Weasel sneered.

The physical strength of human beings is not as good as that of monsters in the same realm. Zeng Fanshu dares to get close to him. Isn't he seeking death?

I saw the weasel waving its other front paw, slapping Zeng Fanshu's sword away, then opening its bloody mouth and biting Zeng Fanshu.

Zeng Fanshu raised his eyebrows, not surprised but happy: "What we have been waiting for is now."

I saw him making a fist with his left hand, wearing a glove on his hand, and suddenly punched out, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which showed that the power was amazing.

boom!

The fist collided with the weasel's head. A flash of astonishment flashed in the weasel's eyes, and the next moment it was blasted away, and he couldn't help shouting: "This is impossible!"

You know, the weasel's head is extremely strong, so it didn't even try to dodge, it just wanted to receive Zeng Fanshu's punch, and then took the opportunity to bite Zeng Fanshu.

As long as it bites Zeng Fanshu, he will be dead.

But Zeng Fanshu's power was so amazing that it was unbearable and he was blown away. His head split open, blood poured out, and even his bones had cracks.

"Well played."

"That's a beautiful punch. Well done to Zeng Fanshu for killing that weasel."

People shouted and cheered for Zeng Fanshu.

A group of monsters were surprised and their eyes changed.

The golden-winged vulture asked in confusion: "What's going on? How can a fifth-level warrior have such great power?"

The black-haired ape frowned, stared at Zeng Fanshu again and again, and said: "This human boy is very extraordinary. His body is very strong, and his strength is much stronger than the average fifth-level peak."


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