Everyone was silent. No one expected that Xin Zhao actually won. He was so domineering and won the game cleanly.
The scene was filled with rubble, smoke and dust, and time seemed to have frozen. It looked so shocking.
This Luo Yu was definitely not weak, he was the second strongest person in the outer sect, but he was defeated in less than a moment!
Everyone was unwilling to give in. The goddess in their hearts actually lost. What could they do? The second-ranked outer sect was no match for Xin Zhao, so who did they matter?
In that place, there was only a young man, standing alone in the field, standing high and proud. His whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and his whole body was covered with blood-colored murderous aura.
This made him look extraordinarily powerful, like a ghost and god from ancient times, and the entire audience was shocked by his strength.
In the early stage of Tianyuan Realm, he was able to kill Tianyuan Dzogchen who used forbidden methods. Such a person with such heaven-defying combat power has not appeared in many years.
There was silence in all directions, and everyone was in disbelief that this young man was so secretive. Is this still the talented and useless Zhao Xin they knew in the past?
The outer sect disciples present were all stunned. Within a month, this Zhao Xin was transformed and jumped to the top of the outer sect.
After the silence, the noise is deafening.
What followed was a heated debate, especially among the younger generation.
Many people still can’t believe it!
Luo Yu's past strength was deeply imprinted in their hearts, and they couldn't believe that this female war goddess would be defeated like this.
"This Xin Zhao is really a fierce man. I am lucky enough to witness his rise today. This man will definitely become famous in the immortal sect in the future!"
People gradually accepted the facts, praised Xin Zhao and expressed their approval for him.
"Decisive and domineering, he takes action when it is time to take action, and defeats Senior Sister Luo Yu without delay. With this strength, I am afraid that Senior Brother Mingheng will not be his opponent. He is the real seed player!"
Many people are hotly discussing that it is mainly foreign disciples.
There was even a girl who covered her chest and cast an adoring look at Xin Zhao.
"Xin Zhao, he seems to be such a resolute young man. He is born in a clear world and has the charm of a god of war. However, he is mistaken for a loser and is always bullied. It is so pitiful."
"Yes, so what about seventh-level talents? Throughout the ages, there have been examples of counterattacks by useless bodies. It is rumored that some of the four masters who rule the Immortal Sect today were born with seventh-level talents, but they still stand at the top of the world.
, look at the world."
I have to say that sometimes a clean and sunny face, resolute eyes, and an unyielding look can easily make people like you.
Of course, those who have this kind of admiration are mostly a special group of people, mainly young girls.
Some people suddenly realized it and associated them all together.
"I finally understand why Gu Qingzhen treats him differently and refuses the solicitude of so many emperors. It's no wonder that Xin Zhao has been targeted by the big shots in the Heavenly Palace for so long and is still able to jump around lively. It turns out that he is not one of the
People of this level.”
"Today, we are lucky enough to witness the rise of a young prodigy, and his body goes against the will of heaven. This has not happened in many years, and it makes people excited!"
"Xin Zhao is really a role model for us. He uses the weak to defeat the strong and has perseverance."
These people seem to have forgotten their previous ridicule to Xin Zhao. This world is more real and naked than the previous life. If Xin Zhao wins, he will be promoted to the far side.
Because, in all worlds, the winner is king and the strong is respected!
"I didn't expect Xin Zhao to be so strong. Is that the Nine Kills of the Blood Dragon? It's just a fragment. I didn't expect that this guy could cultivate to such a level. No wonder you want to recruit him."
Xiang Shaoyun was surprised and sighing at the same time. Suddenly, he turned to look at Feng Ming beside him and said, "If you and Xin Zhao fight, who will win and who will lose?"
Feng Ming was startled, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If this is all his strength, then I still have some hope of winning, but if he still has something to hide, then I will definitely lose."
Xiang Shaoyun nodded, looked at the young man standing proudly in the field, and said softly: "You are in the same group as him. It seems that you have no chance in the finals."
Feng Ming shrugged and said helplessly: "My skills are inferior to others, so what else can I do?"
At this time, the sword slave not far away had a gloomy face, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, stared at Xin Zhao with a bloodthirsty and terrifying red light in his eyes, and made a weird and unpleasant sound.
"I will definitely defeat you and regain my freedom!"
He held the cold iron sword tightly, indifferently.
On the third floor, Elder Xuan Bin said: "This kid is so murderous that he is a young man practicing Shura Dao."
"With clear eyes and a firm heart, he is very suitable for the path of Shura."
Jiu Lao was very satisfied with Xin Zhao. After all, this boy knew his skills and showed mercy.
Soon the second round of competition was over.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Above the bell tower, the bell rang again, and the third round of competition followed.
Xin Zhao took the stage. His opponent was a thin young man with only late innate cultivation. At this moment, he was holding an iron sword in both hands and standing on the martial arts field with a depressed expression. His eyes looked at Xin Zhao with fear revealed, and his body moved slightly back.
leaning.
Xin Zhao looked indifferent, the outcome of this match was self-evident.
"I surrender!"
The competition has not yet begun, and it is natural for the opponent to admit defeat. The strength gap between the two sides is too large.
Next, Xin Zhao passed easily in the fourth and fifth rounds, during which he did not encounter any of the top ten seeded players.
"Xin Zhao!"
Xiang Shaoyun came from not far away. He looked in very bad condition, his face was a little pale, there was blood on his left shoulder, and his hair was messy.
"Brother Shaoyun, you lost? And you were injured!"
Zhao Xin was surprised, Xiang Shaoyun was the fourth in the outer sect, and now he had only held five rounds, but he also encountered a dark horse?
He seemed to be quite hurt. Although he had just met him, Xiang Shaoyun extended an olive branch to him and intentionally invited him.
Xin Zhao was a reasonable person in his two lives, so he pretended to be concerned: "Are you okay?"
"It's nothing serious. When I meet the Sword Slave, his strength is beyond imagination. I am no match for him."
Xiang Shaoyun forced a smile, showing a bit of unwillingness.
Then he looked at Xin Zhao and said solemnly: "Sword Slave is far stronger than Luo Yu. He has almost entered the secret realm of supernatural power and can use magic power. His strength is much stronger than that of Tianyuan realm! You must not take it lightly, it is best to give up!
"
Xin Zhao nodded and said quietly: "That sword slave first provoked me, and then hurt you. In the face of these old and new grudges, how could I be so shy and give up so easily!"
Xiang Shaoyun felt warm in his heart, but the more this happened, the more he had to inform Zhao Xin of the danger of encountering the sword slave.
"Xin Zhao..."
Xin Zhao waved his hand to interrupt him and said: "Brother Shaoyun, there is no need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind!"
When Xiang Shaoyun saw Zhao Xin, he decided not to say anything more, so as not to bring trouble to himself, but he was still a little worried and said softly: "Practice together for a long time, don't compete for a day and night."
Xin Zhao nodded slightly and said, "I understand this."
Seeing that Xin Zhao was not too conceited, Xiang Shaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Xin Zhao and said goodbye to him.
The bell rang soon after. At this moment, the sun was setting slowly, embedded in the mountains and forests in the distance, and the evening breeze was blowing the clothes of the young man on the martial arts field.
The sixth round is about to begin!
The scene is boiling and the fun has just begun!
The contestants of the sixth round came on stage one after another, and there were only eight contestants left in the huge school field. All of them had strong auras, and the weakest ones were all from the Tianyuan realm.
They are all geniuses known to everyone in the outer sect.
If nothing goes wrong in the future, promotion to an inner disciple is a sure thing.
There are even people who can take the next step and become true disciples. At that time, they can climb the ladder to heaven, live in the Palace of Chaos, and look down on all living beings.
On the court, Xin Zhao looked calm. His opponent was an extremely tough person.
"Fu Jian."
Zhao Xin looked at this man. His cultivation had reached Tianyuan Perfection and he was ranked third in the outer sect. However, this was the ranking a year ago, and now he is strong enough to take the first place.
In the previous battle, the fifth Fengming from the outer sect was actually not this person's enemy with a single blow.
There is no doubt that Fu Jian has undergone a terrible transformation this year.
Fu Jian was also looking at Zhao Xin. In his eyes, this boy kept giving him surprises time and time again. A month ago, he was still weak and weak, so he dismissed him.
After that, he created miracles one after another, killing his best friend Han Feng, beheading Long Jianfei, the tenth member of the outer sect, and now even Luo Yu is this boy's opponent.
Now, Fu Jian finally regards Zhao Xin as a formidable enemy that he dare not ignore, but that's all. He is confident that after this year of special training, he will be invincible if he can't get out of the secret realm of magical powers!
Fu Jian spoke slowly and said, "Xin Zhao, you are very good. Assuming you didn't kill Han Feng and Long Jianfei, I think we can become close friends."
Xin Zhao held a spear in his hand and showed no interest in Fu Jian's words. This man repeatedly threatened to teach him a lesson. If he didn't teach him a lesson today, wouldn't it be possible that any cat or dog would be able to provoke him in the future?
Is it over yet?
With the spear stuck in the ground, he put his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "I, Xin Zhao, have never seen the word 'hypothesis' in my eyes!"
"Hahaha."
After Fu Jian heard this, he kept laughing, "Boy, you are indeed as arrogant as the rumors say. Could it be that after defeating Senior Sister Luo Yu, you were praised a few times and then forgot about it? Forgot how did you get this level of cultivation?"
"
As soon as the conversation changed, he was full of murderous intent and said coldly: "Today, I want you to pay with your blood, and use your head to sacrifice my friend Han Feng and many of my classmates who were killed by you!"
He pulled out the sword, and the sword body was filled with light, showing an astonishing pressure.
This is an extraordinary treasure.
He was awe-inspiring, occupying the highest moral position, and said loudly: "I, Fu Jian, don't want to kill each other in the same sect, but you, Zhao Xin, have sinned so much that you harmed your fellow sect disciples, and even practiced evil arts, swallowing the lives and blood of your fellow sects to practice! So ruthless and unjust
First, today, I, Fu Jian, will do justice for heaven and kill you, this beast!"
His voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire audience.
There was an uproar immediately, and some people actually believed his words and glared at Xin Zhao.
"snort."
Zhao Xin frowned. This big man was rough but subtle. Before the fight, he wanted to suppress him with words and disrupt his position. Unfortunately, he made the wrong calculation!
"Fu Jian, you will never achieve anything in this life because your ambition is too small and your methods are too mean. If you were in a secular place, you could be called a hero, but in the immortal sect, there are no evil heretics and heresy.
, those are just tools in the hands of immortal cultivators!"
Zhao Xin raised his head and gave a contemptuous look. He never showed mercy to his enemies, whether it was with his hands or with his mouth. He looked contemptuous and said with a mocking look on his face: "So you are obviously several years older than Ming Heng, Luo Yu and the others, but you are always
It stops at the third level of the outer sect. The reason is that you are not strong enough! Your arrogance is false, and your guilty conscience is the truth. You are chasing after thousands of miles and killing people since you were young. They are just self-deception!"
"Unbelievably stupid!"
In his previous life, he was a general of Zaun. He spoke well and knew his opponent's psychological weaknesses, so it was easy for him to prescribe the right medicine.
A few words can make your opponent doubt his life and make him lose his mind.
Sure enough, this burly man was immediately angered!
Fu Jian was furious, his black hair was dancing wildly, and he shouted: "Boy! I have killed countless people in my life, and I will kill you today!"
The blade was filled with layers of black energy, and there was a strong layer of true energy on the body. It was obvious that Fu Jian had reached the perfection of Tianyuan. Wherever the blade was directed, a suffocating pressure followed.
Xin Zhao's expression remained calm, he raised his spear and said, "There's so much nonsense, are you scared?"
Fu Jian's face was as gloomy as water. He couldn't bear it anymore. He took a step forward suddenly. The bluestone on the ground cracked. The black blade in his hand was as powerful as a rainbow. The sword came with the sound of wind and thunder. The sword was heavy and carried a lot of treasure.
Power.
"kill!"
There was a loud roar, like a thunder that shook the sky.
The sword energy is billowing, and the killing intent is endless.
"Well done!"
Xin Zhao's fighting spirit was boiling, his black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were sharp, like lightning in the darkness, like an arrow from the Xuan Dynasty, he charged forward resolutely, the bluestone under his feet was cracked inch by inch, and the shadows of swords, lights, and guns were constantly intertwined.
If at the beginning of the fight, the attack and defense of both sides were still taking two or three breaths, then the speed would become faster and faster, becoming one breath at a time, or even several times per second at this moment.
At such a speed, the eyes of those disciples with lower cultivation levels could not keep up. The figures of the two men kept changing their positions, and the sounds of swords clashing kept ringing.
As they continued to fight, Fu Jian became more and more surprised.
Zhao Xin's cultivation level is definitely not as good as his, and he is not as perfect as Tianyuan Realm, but why is the power that his body bursts out so much better than his? Every time they fight, his jaws will be shaken to the point of pain, and the blood in his whole body will be messed up.
Fu Jian's face gradually turned pale, his breath became confused, but his eyes showed determination and no retreat.
"Clang!" there was a sound.
Zhao Xin's spear swept across and pulled away Fu Jian's swiftly slashing blade. The terrifying strange force once again shocked Fu Jian's blood. He grabbed the gap and flew out to kick Fu Jian's body.
"boom!"
The huge force kicked this burly man away.
"cough."
Fu Jian's throat felt sweet, and a stream of blood covered his lips and overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to do justice for heaven?"
Xin Zhao sneered, his expression extremely cold.
"You don't have to be strong to win!"
Fu Jian shouted angrily, like a wild beast,
"Let me show you my true strength!"
I saw Fu Jian punching his heart, and then bursts of light circles spread out around him. Something like a magic circle was engraved in Fu Jian's heart. The next moment, Fu Jian's face turned red.
Turning red, his body became as hard as steel. Wisps and streaks of black energy emerged from the surface of his body. His eyes turned into a pitch-black quagmire, empty and lifeless. He only glanced at it, as if it was about to blow away the person's eyes.
The soul is dragged into hell life after life.
"It has appeared. The last time Fu Jian used this unpredictable move, he defeated Feng Ming with one strike!"
The crowd exclaimed.
"Netherworld Resentment Slash!"
With a silent roar, all the brilliance of the blade disappeared, turning into a dark abyss.
Before the sword arrived, Zhao Xin's ears could hear the wails of countless resentful spirits.
"call--"
The vision was pitch black, and the energy of countless resentful spirits descended from the void, making people's scalp numb and hair-raising.
Face this knife.
Xin Zhao smiled coldly, "All the bells and whistles!"
"Instant killing method!"
Zhao Zhixin drank in a low voice.
Waiting for the next moment, a red thunder shot up into the sky and cut down with extremely sharp speed. The speed was so fast and the vibration was so violent that the heaven and earth resonated.
Fu Jian's expression was stagnant. He only felt the vibration of the true energy, and the sound waves resonated with the heaven and earth. The arena beneath him shook as if an earthquake was coming.
The airflow between heaven and earth fluctuated wildly, and where the red thunder had spoken, tornado pillars appeared one after another.
"The magic of instant killing! I have actually cultivated it into the secret of the Blood Dragon's Nine Kills! This move is a high degree of integration between the spirit and the air flow flowing in the heaven and earth, forming an invincible trend. It can kill gods when encountering gods, and kill ghosts when encountering ghosts. This unique move is invincible!
It blasts through everything at a speed that exceeds sound by several times, even dozens of times, or hundreds of times."
An elder couldn't help but exclaimed.
"boom!"
A streak of red thunder flashed through the darkness, and the spirit of resentment melted quickly like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, and the red light disappeared in a flash!
The next moment, Zhao Xin's figure appeared behind Fu Jian.
Fu Jian's eyes were filled with an incredible feeling, and he turned his head slowly and with difficulty. His eyes turned deathly gray, filled with unwillingness and regret.
puff!
Blood surged like a fountain, the knife in his hand was broken, and his heart was broken.
There was a little blood on the tip of Xin Zhao's gun.
"Winner, Xin Zhao!"
The loud voice spread around the martial arts arena.