A young monk with handsome features and calm eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zuo Chongming in the field in shock.
The man next to him noticed his actions, frowned and asked, "Why is my son so embarrassed?"
"It turns out to be true."
"That's really it."
The young monk was unaware, looking at Zuo Chongming absentmindedly, muttering to himself: "How... is this possible? How could he..."
"Quiet."
The old monk, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, twisting his rosary beads, said softly: "Your mind is confused."
The young monk lowered his head to apologize, but his expression was still excited: "But Master, he just..."
The old monk sighed: "Master, I saw it, but it was undoubtedly the Tathagata's divine palm, but you shouldn't be so rude."
Jiechen murmured in his sleep, with bloodshot eyes: "Tathagata's divine palm, this unique skill..."
Once these two words were spoken, his father finally understood the reason for his excitement.
Unique martial arts skills are a treasure-like existence for any warrior.
Moreover, the Tathagata Divine Palm was originally the inheritance of the Tathagata Temple, but it was later lost. Now that the secret knowledge has appeared in the world, it is strange that he is not excited.
"So?" The old monk opened his eyes and looked at him complicatedly.
Jiechen clenched his fists and said loudly: "So what? Our inheritance must be brought back, as long as..."
"Now is not the time." The old monk took a deep look at the field and said in a deep voice: "If you can beat him, everything will be easy."
"I will live up to Master's expectations."
Jiechen took a deep breath, his eyes burning with fighting intent.
"Zuo Chongming wins."
The referee jumped into the field, checked Qi Qingyun's injury, breathed a sigh of relief, and loudly announced the result of the game.
Although Qi Qingyun's image was greatly damaged and he was quite miserable, the injury was not too serious and he could recover after a few months of rest.
Thinking of this, he also felt a little ashamed.
At first, when he was assigned by Emperor Wu to serve as referee, he was in a very irritable mood.
They are just a few guys from the Guiyuan Realm. Is this worthy of letting him take action? Are they overqualified and underqualified?
In the first game, he was given a head start.
Zuo Chongming's attack was so crisp, clean, and ruthless that even he, let alone the audience, didn't react.
Compared with the instant kill in the eyes of the audience, the referee can actually see it more clearly.
It was not that Qi Qingyun didn't react just now, nor was he without resistance.
At the moment when the palm print appeared, Qi Qingyun first wanted to use his body skills to avoid it. If he couldn't avoid it, he would draw his sword and fight hard. If he couldn't fight, he would use his true energy to resist.
In other words, Qi Qingyun had used all his methods in just a short moment, but he could not withstand Zuo Chongming's palm.
It's not that Qi Qingshan is weak, but that Zuo Chongming is too strong.
"Next person."
After the referee sent Qi Qingyun off, he quickly returned to the court and announced loudly: "The third son of King Bohai, Yundonghe."
The name Yundonghe is indeed somewhat unfamiliar to most people in the capital.
But to some geniuses who came from the South China Sea, this guy was like a thunderbolt.
Because this guy's background is quite complicated.
His biological father is the King of Bohai, who was ordered to guard the land of Bohai to resist the invasion and harassment of the Sea Tribe. His biological mother is a captured Sea Tribe.
In other words, he is a veritable hybrid of human race and demon race.
Because his physical appearance is different from ordinary people and he was born as a captive, Yun Donghe has been bullied and discriminated against since he was a child.
However, this guy is also very ambitious. In order to get his father's approval and to clear his mother's name, he has been working hard and unremittingly.
It's a pity that King Bohai has never looked at him directly because of his background.
"Yun Donghe?"
Zuo Chongming squinted his eyes, with regret flashing across his eyes.
According to the plot trend of the previous life, this guy was finally forced into a desperate situation. He first killed his brother and his father, and then led the Hai tribe to destroy the city and give up the Bohai Sea.
Later, he even ascended the throne of the Hai Clan and established a Hai Kingdom.
Although Haiguo did not exist for a long time, it also left a mark in history.
Hoo, ho….
A moist sea breeze came, and there was a faint sound of rolling waves.
As the iron door creaked open, a burly man with scaly arms and blue eyes strode out holding a trident.
"You are very strong."
Yun Donghe stared at him solemnly and uttered a string of accented words: "But, I must defeat you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of roaring waves arose one after another, and a deep blue background and a ferocious sea beast suddenly appeared behind him.
"Vision."
"What kind of monster is that? It's so scary."
"I've seen it in books. It seems to be a tiger dragon..."
"Looks better than Qi Qingyun."
"But compared to Zuo Chongming... Xuan, I saw it in a teahouse. The vision of Zuo Chongming in the photo stone was nearly ten feet wide. It was really terrifying."
"I also saw it, Prince Fudo..."
Otherwise, people in the capital have their nostrils turned upward. They do have capital.
In remote areas such as Ping'an County, it would be good to have a master in the blood coagulation realm. The strong ones in the eyes of the common people are basically in the body tempering realm.
But here in the capital, those in the body-tempering realm are only qualified to look after homes and nursing homes, and those in the blood-coagulation realm are not uncommon...
The common people have seen more, their horizons have naturally improved, and they are naturally proud.
"Um."
Zuo Chongming silently activated the technique, and accompanied by the loud and ear-piercing sound of the Buddha's chant, a terrifying vision of the Immovable King appeared behind him for a moment.
Fudo Ming King's body is black and blue, surrounded by purple lightning. He has three heads and six arms that are terrifying, and his three faces are greed, anger and ignorance.
He sat on a lotus platform of white bones, with raging demonic fire burning and rising, and the surroundings were covered with bones and corpses. It was the ultimate image of hell.
The arms are wrapped around the Purple Lightning True Dragon, forming the mudra of Baoguang Tathagata. The four arms are respectively holding fists, swords, scrolls, and spears.
The most terrifying thing is the moon-like picture of the yin and yang, dragon and phoenix wheel that hangs behind the head of the vision, and the sword intent rising into the sky is heart-stopping.
"……"audience.
"..." Yun Donghe.
The place fell into dead silence again.
Even the geniuses present were shocked speechless.
Passing the photo stone and seeing it with your own eyes are completely different things.
After all, the former has too many ways to deceive, and this guy often uses shadow stones to play tricks.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Therefore, many geniuses feel that Zuo Chongming’s strength is mediocre.
How strong can a mud-legged person from a remote country be?
But now...
Yun Donghe claimed to be a genius, and his vision was two feet, nine feet and seven inches long, but Zuo Chongming's vision was three times as big as his.
The contrast between the two is as sharp as an adult facing a child.
In just an instant, Yun Donghe's momentum was suppressed to the bottom.
"Damn..."
Yun Donghe gripped the weapon hard, resisting the trembling sensation in his calf muscles, and growled with red eyes: "Even so, I will win."
The tiger shark looks up to the sky and roars, and the halberd dances like an afterimage.
He jumped up and walked on the waves. His whole body was wrapped in rich azure blue, scales oozed from his skin, and two coral horns sprouted from his head.
In just a moment, it spanned a distance of more than ten feet. As Yundong He roared angrily, his halberd roared loudly and struck down with the force of the sky.
Gaba, Gaba~!
Fudo Mingwang slowly turned his head and looked directly at the opponent with an angry look.
Then there were dragons and phoenixes roaring one after another, and a vast palm was pushed out majestically.
The moment the two sides came into contact, the ground trembled violently, the ground cracked, and large pieces of earth and rock rolled back, setting off a wild hunting sandstorm.
"snort."
The referee had a sparkle in his eyes and gave a cold shout.
The true energy suddenly turned into a huge wave, covering the place in a moment, and even pushed back the dust and sand.
"The opportunity is given to you."
"But you don't cherish it."
"Carry it away, next one."
A faint cold sound floated out in the wind, accompanied by the sound of coughing up blood and a muffled hum.
After all the sand and dust dispersed, everyone saw a familiar scene again.
But he saw Yundong He lying on the ground, his scales mixed with blood scattered all over the ground, his halberd had been broken into several pieces, and the two dragon horns were broken at the root.
Compared to Qi Qingyun just now, it is simply worse.
We are also in the late stage of Guiyuan Realm, we are also facing Zuo Chongming, and we can't survive even one move...
Everyone always feels that this scene is not very realistic. Before coming, they thought it was a fierce and exciting fight between dragons and tigers, but in fact it was a complete crushing.
It was not that Zuo Chongming was crushed, but that he crushed others.
To defeat the strong with the weak, to crush?
It's too inconsistent.
…
"Father, this son should not be underestimated."
The eight-foot-tall young man with an elegant temperament shook his folding fan unconsciously and stared at Zuo Chongming solemnly: "He hasn't used his full strength yet."
Information about Zuo Chongming quickly passed through his mind.
"According to the fragments in the photo stone, he is the most proficient in swordsmanship, but he has never used a sword until now."
"Oh, by the way, he seems to be good at marksmanship. He used it against Qingluan Demon. It is at least a high-level, even top-notch martial skill."
"In addition, his understanding is extremely high, and he can actually understand the most obscure Buddhist secrets to this extent."
"The most important thing is that this person does not have spiritual blood. He has demon blood, but it has not been activated until now."
"His vision is so tall, it can be seen that his blood energy is far stronger than ordinary people, and the total quality of his true energy is no less than that of ordinary late-stage Guiyuan realm."
The words were spoken slowly, and they can be said to be reasonable and well-founded.
He almost had a thorough look at Zuo Chongming's background.
Wei Tao came to him: "Are you sure?"
The young man shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Yes before, but not now."
Wei Tao frowned and asked: "You are the direct descendant of the Shenyuan Sect and you are the leader. Even you are not sure of victory?"
"Father."
The young man sighed: "If you count the trump cards, I'm quite sure, but you are too wary of him."
"You take the initiative to tell Emperor Wu that you cannot use anything except weapons."
"Although this reduces the existence of variables, it also limits our performance."
"It's just that I made an oversight."
Wei Tao smiled bitterly and nodded: "My father was stunned by the fragments of the photo stone at that time, causing him to lose his position. Now it seems that it has been self-defeating."
In fact, this can't be blamed on him. After all, he is a civil servant. Although he practiced to the body tempering realm in his early years, he has long since given up on it after so many years.
The clip played by Zuo Chongming at the court meeting was indeed too impactful.