Under the sky, Zhao Chu's black robe billowed like a high-flying flag. He held a sword in one hand and turned his back to everyone, like a lonely mountain peak.
far away!
A thin layer of sweat formed on Deng Guanlou's forehead.
Although he couldn't see Zhao Chu's expression, he knew clearly that these words were Zhao Chu questioning himself.
Stunned!
Deng Guanlou froze on the spot and did not speak for a long time. His tangled face was filled with stiff embarrassment.
"Just now, you shouted so contemptuously, calling me a coward, a turtle, and a turtle!"
"good."
"Now this coward, this turtle, is standing in front of you, waiting for you to draw your sword!"
Zhao Chu slowly turned his head and looked at Deng Guanlou seriously.
The expression was very obvious.
I want to fight.
Hearing this, Deng Guanlou swallowed his saliva.
In full view of everyone, I did say those words just now.
But just now, he had no idea that the guy in front of him had such strength.
The eleven disciples of Qingjie defeated Xiang Minggong, who was ranked tenth on the candidate list in less than 2 minutes. He was simply a monster.
Golden elixir realm!
Look in the mirror, you are in the golden elixir realm, why are you so strong?
Although he ranked ninth, he was ahead of Xiang Minggong.
But there is not much difference between ninth and tenth.
If Zhao Chu could defeat Xiang Minggong, he would definitely be able to defeat himself.
what to do!
what to do!
escape?
no!
If you are ninth on the candidate list and face a golden elixir and run away without a fight, not to mention being scolded by everyone, you will also be punished even if you face the natural selection elders in the Holy Land.
This is simply a cowardly act.
Don’t run away!
Looking for death?
Melancholy, Deng Guanlou frowned with sorrow.
really!
The people standing near the deer's body in the distance were looking at him eagerly, waiting for an answer.
King Yueluo spent his whole life fighting. He once tied up his wounds with his intestines and wanted to kill the enemy. In his life, he hated cowards the most.
…
"Deng Guanlou, draw your sword!"
"Didn't you just want to make a bet with me? Let's see how long you can hold him back for!"
In the distance, Xiang Minggong woke up due to the recovery of high-level components.
Then, he roared suddenly.
He failed humiliatingly.
But we can’t make things easier for others, and we can’t let Deng Guanlou take advantage.
…
"You have the Natural Selection Realm present at Linlu Holy Land. Even if you lose, your life will not be in danger."
"You were once so arrogant, but now you don't even have the guts to draw your sword?"
"Or maybe you, the so-called Holy Lands, will only bully the weak and shy away from the strong."
Zhao Chu sneered disdainfully.
"Bastard, you fart!"
"The reason why I haven't taken action is because I don't want to bully the weak."
"The battle between you and Xiang Minggong just now must have left you empty of true energy. I, Deng Guanlou, never bother to bully others!"
"This battle... you are not worthy of fighting me."
Then, Deng Guanlou flicked his sleeves and looked like he would never bully the weak.
…
"Bah!"
"Deng Guanlou, I don't want your face."
"You are just afraid, but you dare not admit it!"
"Deng Guanlou, if you are a man, go and fight. Don't be a coward like a dog!"
far away!
Xiang Minggong had just recovered and almost carried it again in one breath.
He had never realized that Deng Guanlou was so shameless.
…
"Shameless!"
"Is this the style of the Central Realm?"
"Our young sect is not as old as you, and our cultivation level is not as high as yours, but you dare not draw your sword. It is simply ridiculous."
"If you dare not draw your sword, then get out of the way and let our young sect leave."
"Shaozong, they have been defeated, and their natural selection has no shame to take action again. You should leave quickly!"
Afterwards, people from the Tianci Sect began to curse.
Of course, some thoughtful people used aggressive tactics to deliberately anger the two holy places. Perhaps, Zhao Chu still had a chance to escape.
…
At this moment, not only the people from the Tianci Sect were scolding.
Even Yuanying of Jichi Holy Land was humiliating Deng Guanlou with vicious words.
Why.
Why were only Xiang Ming and Gong Cheng seriously injured among the eleven Qing Jie disciples provoked by the two of them?
If you want to run away without shame, don't even think about it.
certainly!
The faces of the people in Linlu Holy Land were even more ugly.
The only thing more shameful than defeat is defeat without fighting.
Although people thought Deng Guanlou would lose, some people sympathized with him.
But you didn't even have the courage to draw your sword, so you were despised.
…
"Since you insist on not going to fight, then take back the clamor you just made."
"You only need to shout three words, I am a turtle, I am a turtle!"
"Then you can get out."
Zhao Chu sneered contemptuously.
Bang!
Although Deng Guanlou is a little timid, he is still a passionate girl after all.
Who can bear the feeling of being criticized by thousands of people?
The anger in his heart gradually suppressed his reason.
Let me shout that I am a turtle.
If these words are shouted out, maybe he will be shot to death by King Yueluo before he is killed in the hands of you, Zhao Chu.
"You want to fight!"
"Then fight!"
Deng Guanlou glared fiercely, and finally pulled out the high-level elemental weapon in his hand.
…
Seeing this, the people from Jichi Holy Land quickly started recording.
Just now they wanted to destroy the evidence of Xiang Ming Palace's defeat, but unfortunately, the opposite party, the Deer Holy Land, had already sent the impact information back to the Central Territory.
At this moment, Linlu Holy Land is also about to fail. There is absolutely no way that Jichi Holy Land will miss this opportunity to suppress them!
certainly!
Jichi Holy Land added more fuel and vinegar to the story, and wrote in thick ink about the fact that Deng Guanlou did not dare to go to war.
In addition, Deng Guanlou's shamelessness has also risen to a new level.
…
war!
The sky trembles.
Zhao Chu's sword shook and he fought with Deng Guanlou again.
In fact, Deng Guanlou was under pressure on the one hand, and he also had some small thoughts in his heart.
To be honest, he also wanted to see how terrifying that terrifying and subtle sword was.
As long as you defend carefully, you may not be defeated as miserably as Xiangming Palace.
pity!
Only a minute passed before Deng Guanlou's head was stepped on by Zhao Chu.
"You lost."
"Two minutes and 18 seconds, you are worse than the loser you were before!"
The withered sword suppressed Deng Guanlou's powerful weapon. His whole body was cut to pieces, and even a small part of his head was cut off.
Near death.
Deng Guanlou vomited blood and was extremely frightened of Zhao Chu.
Only after a real fight will you understand how terrifying the subtle sword is.
Who can understand the feeling of cutting through the gate of life with every sword.
Who can understand that the weight of a broken sword exceeds that of a high-level weapon.
"Save...save me...save..."
Dying.
Deng Guanlou's throat was squirming and he could barely speak a few words.
Scared!
At this moment, he really smelled death.
Deng Guanlou was really scared.
Perhaps, King Yueluo could not save him at all.
After all, people are different, Luo Guangliu saved Xiang Minggong.
But King Yueluo may not necessarily save himself.
"Come on, tell me, I am a turtle, and I will spare your life!"
Stepping on this head, Zhao Chu spoke seriously, his voice not high.
"I am, I am, I am...I am, Turtle..."
collapse!
The abyss of death crushed Deng Guanlou's last vestige of dignity and reason.
This sentence was spoken in a very low voice.
Compared to surviving,
What dignity, what fighting spirit, what Taoist heart... they are all clouds and smoke.
Just as he finished speaking, the power of natural selection from King Yueluo also spread to him.
"Actually, if you don't tell me, that natural selection will save you."
"You are too cowardly, a hundred times more cowardly than the idiot before!"
Looking at the seriously injured figure getting further and further away, the contempt in Zhao Chu's eyes was like two poisonous snakes, gnawing at Deng Guanlou's heart.
puff!
In anger, Deng Guanlou spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Until he returned to Linlu Holy Land, Zhao Chu's disdainful expression was still lingering in Deng Guanlou's mind.
What did I just say?
I am a turtle!
Indeed, I am so cowardly.
Then, he was thrown directly into the crowd. Deng Guanlou felt a sense of disgust from King Yueluo's mood.
His voice was not high when he said that just now.
Maybe others didn't hear it, but King Yueluo was a natural choice, so he must have heard it.
disappointment!
The disappointment and disgust from the elders of Natural Selection represent one thing.
He, Deng Guanlou, will be completely abandoned by Linlu Holy Land.
…
"Make a note."
"Recently, Deng Guanlou, the ninth candidate on the list, stood at the feet of the eleven Qing Jie disciples and shouted: I am a turtle!"
After the dust settled, Luo Guangliu looked at the recorder of Jichi Holy Land and said quietly.
"What?"
"Deng Guanlou, did you really say that?"
The recording staff asked in surprise.
He is not questioning the realm of natural selection, but the people responsible for recording records in major holy places have all sworn a blood oath to heaven not to make up lies.
"It wasn't loud, but I heard it!"
Luo Guangliu could understand the record officer's doubts and gave a rare explanation.
“Absolutely amazing!”
The recording officer solemnly recorded this transaction.
Sure enough, it's true.
There are no warnings from Heaven.
In this way, Deng Guanlou is really cowardly and terrible.
…
"The eleven members of Qing Jie have made enough trouble, let's talk about business!"
"You are now only a registered disciple for the assessment. According to the rules of the Green Tribulation Holy Land, you cannot ask other disciples to do anything for you. Strictly speaking, you are not yet a Green Tribulation disciple."
"If we kill you, it's just because you failed the test, right?"
After the dust settled, everyone's eyes focused on Zhao Chu.
At this time, Luo Guangliu spoke calmly.
In fact, at his level, there was no need to talk so much to Zhao Chu, but he was somewhat interested in Qing Jie, the eleventh disciple.
Of course, he had no intention of letting him rebel and go to Jichi Holy Land.
Qing Jie has rules.
Those who rebel against the clan will be killed without mercy.
Because a peak Jindan rebelled and angered those Qingjie lunatics, it was not cost-effective for Jichi Holy Land.
"You have a very strong Golden Core Realm, a very strong Sword of Subtlety, and you are very young. You could have been ranked among the top five in the near-day candidate list."
"It's a pity, God doesn't allow you."
"Being a registered disciple of the Blue Tribulation Holy Land is enough for you to be punished by death."
King Yueluo sighed quietly.
Everyone knows that King Yueluo cherished talents.
When he meets an enemy he respects, even after killing him, he will conscientiously build a grave and pay homage to him.
"Since I must die, why do you talk so much nonsense!"
Looking at these two natural choices, Zhao Chu was not timid at all, but instead smiled calmly.
"Hand it over!"
"You were born in the Exiled Realm. To reach this point, you must have received a great opportunity or a great secret treasure."
"Hand over the secret treasure, and I will allow you to commit suicide and die with dignity. I can also forgive these Nascent Souls in the Northern Realm. Except for the Tianyuan Treasure Mine, our Jichi Holy Land will not disrupt the lives of the people in the Northern Realm."
Finally, Luo Guangliu revealed his purpose.
"After handing over the secret treasure, how should you divide it between the two major forces?"
Zhao Chu smiled sinisterly.
"There is no need to create a estrangement. How to separate them is our business."
"Besides, your secret treasure may not be useful to our natural selection. We just want to cultivate an outstanding apprentice."
King Yueluo saw through Zhao Chu's thoughts and smiled slightly.
"good!"
"If you want a secret treasure, yes... you can take it away at any time!"
After finishing speaking, Zhao Chu licked his chapped lips.
Under the strong wind, he raised his palms high.
In the palm of his hand, he held a cyan token.
In the center of the token, there is only one solitary word!
'Tribulation'
Green Tribulation Order!
This is the only magic weapon given to him by the Holy Land of Green Tribulation.
The Green Tribulation Order self-destructs, destroying half of the northern realm.
This is what the third disciple said himself, and Hongduoya can also prove it.