The speed of the cold light was so fast that the five disciples did not react at all. Five arms shot up into the sky, bringing up miserable blood flowers.
Wu Yerong's pretty face changed drastically, her beautiful eyes flashed coldly, and she said coldly: "Who is it? How dare you be so presumptuous."
"As the master of the Martial Nether Realm, the Holy Wuzong is so unreasonable? Doesn't it give people the right to discuss?"
An unhurried voice came slowly, and soon a tall figure walked towards the corner of the restaurant.
When everyone looked around, they saw a young man with a simple and honest face walking slowly towards him with a smile on his face.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in our Shengwu Sect's business?"
Wu Yerong's beautiful eyes were filled with evil looks, but she did not dare to act rashly. This child could instantly cut off the right arms of the five disciples. His strength was not weak, far exceeding the average high-level emperor.
Others in the restaurant were looking at the mediocre-looking young man in front of them curiously and whispering to each other.
"It's not that I care about your Shengwu Sect's business, but you have gone too far." Zhuo Wen said with a smile on his face, neither salty nor cool.
"Excessive? Shengwu City was built by our Shengwu Sect. Here, the Shengwu Sect is superior to everyone. Here, our Shengwu Sect is the sky. Who dares to resist?"
When Wu Yerong said this, she raised her head and raised her chest, with a look of pride in her beautiful eyes. With a behemoth like Sheng Wuzong, and she was the daughter of Marquis Wu, who would dare to disobey her here.
As soon as these words came out, many warriors in the restaurant were in an uproar, but all of them dared to be angry but dared not speak out. After all, Wu Yerong was the daughter of Marquis Wu, who dared to provoke her.
Snap!
As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded, and then the entire restaurant fell into silence.
I saw Wu Yerong covering his slightly red and swollen body, staring blankly at the young man in front of him. After a brief moment of sluggishness, Wu Yerong screamed suddenly, and then waved his jade hand, and the silver soft whip was like a silver snake, moving towards Zhuo Wen
The vital points were taken away.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly focused, and he grabbed his right hand and directly grabbed the soft silver whip in his hand.
"What?"
Wu Yerong's face was shocked. The soft silver whip was a high-level imperial weapon with great power. This person actually grabbed it with his bare hands. Isn't this physical body too terrifying?
Snap!
Zhuo Wen was too lazy to pay attention to Wu Yerong, who was in a state of madness. He slapped him again with his backhand, and another crisp slap sounded. The terrifying force almost made Wu Yerong dizzy and his mind was a little unclear.
The restaurant was extremely quiet, and everyone looked at the young man in front of them with strange eyes. This boy was really audacious, being so unscrupulous in Shengwu City and slapping the daughter of Marquis Wu.
"Asshole, let go of Miss Wu."
The five men whose arms were amputated all glared angrily and wanted to step forward to fight, but they were frightened in place by Zhuo Wen's look and did not dare to move at will.
As for the other Shengwu Sect woman at the wine table, she had long been frightened and was at a loss. She stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Wu Yerong suppressed her voice and said with a hint of crying.
She was the daughter of Marquis Wu, and no one had ever dared to hit her like this since she was a child. She felt extremely wronged in her heart.
Although she wanted to tear the damn guy in front of her into pieces, she also knew that it would be of no use as this guy was too strong.
"I haven't done anything. My name is He Wen. I am a wandering cloud in the Wuyou Realm. I have been in seclusion for decades. Not long after I came out of seclusion, I heard that Wu Zhantian, the son of Marquis Wu, is the number one genius in the Wuyou Realm, but He is the number one genius in the Wuyou Realm.
I don’t quite agree.” Zhuo Wen said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. Zhuo Wen's words made it obvious that he did not agree that Wu Zhantian was the number one genius in Wuyou Realm, and at the same time he also pointed out that he was a hidden warrior in Wuyou Realm.
Hidden warriors exist in every secluded realm. Most of these warriors do not want to get involved in the disputes of the world of mortals. They develop their own power with peace of mind and are extremely low-key.
But being low-key doesn't mean that someone's strength is poor, it just doesn't show it.
Thinking of this, many warriors around him also understood that the reason why the young man in front of him was so calm and calm was probably because the hidden forces behind him were not weak.
"What do you mean? Do you want to challenge my elder brother?" Wu Yerong said a little weirdly.
"Why not? Isn't the title of the first genius supposed to be the strongest? My age is not much different from that of Wu Zhantian, and my strength is not bad. I challenged that Wu Zhantian and defeated him. This
The title of the first genius should belong to me." Zhuo Wen said arrogantly.
As soon as these words came out, many warriors around them looked strange. Although the young man in front of him looked a little unfathomable, there was still a big gap between him and Wu Zhantian.
Wu Zhantian, as the son of Wuhou and the most powerful genius of Shengwu Sect, his strength is much more terrifying than that of Song Xuanke. It is said that he is infinitely close to Xuansheng. Most Xuansheng cannot kill Wu Zhantian.
It can be seen from this that the terror of Wu Zhantian, to be able to escape from the hands of a saint without becoming a saint, definitely requires incredible strength.
Wu Yerong's pretty face was startled, and she said with a contemptuous smile: "Are you talking nonsense? My elder brother's strength is comparable to that of an ordinary Xuan Sage. Who do you think you are? Do you dare to challenge him? Ignorant people are really fearless."
Snap!
Zhuo Wen was not polite and slapped Wu Yerong hard again, and said calmly: "What am I that you need to say? If you don't want to be slapped, I think you'd better think through your words next time."
The crisp slap once again attracted the attention of many people, especially when they saw Wu Yerong's almost swollen face, the corners of their eyes twitched.
But most people secretly gave a thumbs up. Wu Yerong, relying on her status as the daughter of Marquis Wu, could be said to be unruly and domineering in Shengwu City, covering the sky with one hand.
Many people in Shengwu City couldn't stand this woman. If it weren't for the Shengwuzong, someone would have slapped this woman long ago.
Wu Yerong didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and lowered her head silently, but a look of resentment flashed through her beautiful eyes.
Today, being slapped in front of everyone was absolutely an unspeakable shame for her.
"Since you recognize your eldest brother Wu Zhantian so much, let's do it. You call him out and have a test. I want to see if the title of this number one genius is really worthy of his name."
Zhuo Wen stood proudly, his eyes bursting with intense brilliance that could not be stared at.
"This boy actually wants to challenge Wu Zhantian. He is really brave. Although Wu Zhantian has not yet become a saint, his strength is extremely terrifying."
Everyone was shocked. Wu Zhantian's name was so powerful in the entire Wuyou Realm. There were very few people who didn't know about Wu Zhantian, and this son was indeed worthy of the name of the Holy Wuzong and the number one genius in Wuyou Realm.
It can even be said that Wu Zhantian's reputation in the Nine Nether Realm is similar to that of the magic text in the Desolate Nether Realm. Although the two have never fought, they are often compared.
Of course, apart from these two, the top geniuses in other Nether Realm are also extremely terrifying. For example, Yang Yi in the Divine Nether Realm feels like deep water, unfathomable.
Zhuo Wen ignored the comments of the people around him and left the restaurant with Wu Yerong dignifiedly, heading towards the Shengwu Sect in the center of Shengwu City.
"I've seen a good show. It seems that this guy is really planning to provoke Wu Zhantian, and even the entire Shengwu Sect."
Zhuo Wen's actions immediately touched the hearts of many warriors, and they followed him one after another.
"No, this He Wen is so brave. He dares to despise our Shengwu Sect and even carry Miss Wu like this."
The five male disciples with broken arms had already stopped the wounds of the broken arms. Looking at Wu Yerong being carried away, their expressions changed greatly and they followed him one after another.
In the huge square in front of the Shengwu Sect, Zhuo Wen carried the Wu Ye Rong in a grand manner and walked to the square unhurriedly.
"Huh? Isn't this Wu Yerong, the daughter of Marquis Wu? Why are you being carried like this?"
"Who is this boy? You are so brave. You dare to be so disrespectful to the daughter of Marquis Wu. Don't you want to live?"
"..."
There are a lot of people in the square. When Zhuo Wen arrived here, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. After all, the Wu Yerong that Zhuo Wen was carrying was a well-known character.
"You are so courageous. You are so arrogant. You dare to be so rude to Miss Wu."
Soon, a team wearing Shengwu Sect uniforms came to the square. The leader was a thirty-year-old man, and they came in a menacing manner.
Especially when he saw the Wu Ye Rong in Zhuo Wen's hand, he became even more furious. He took a step forward and swung the spear in his hand, like an arrow from the string, aiming at Zhuo Wen's vital points.
The man followed closely behind him, crushing him with the power of the Eighth Level Emperor, causing many people in the square to look in awe.
boom!
Zhuo Wen punched out, and the spear was directly exploded. Then his punch did not change and hit the man's arm directly.
Click!
There was a sound of cracking bones, and the man screamed, his right hand twisted irregularly, flew out directly, and hit the ground.
Eighth level emperor, one move kills instantly.
Seeing this scene, many warriors in the square were stunned for a moment, and many even didn't react.
"My goal today is Wu Zhantian. My name is He Wen. I come from the secluded place of Wuyou Realm. I just came out of seclusion not long ago."
"It is said that the first genius in Wuyou Realm is named Wu Zhantian, and he is quite famous, so I came here to ask for advice and see if Wu Zhantian is really worthy of his name."
Zhuo Wen jumped up and floated above the square. A powerful holy power spread out, causing the entire square to fall into stasis for a moment.
"What a powerful pressure. This boy is actually a Half-Saint. He has cultivated to a Half-Saint at such a young age. No wonder he wants to challenge Wu Zhantian."
"I really didn't expect that the hidden forces could cultivate such a genius. It's really a coincidence. I just don't know how much chance this kid has compared to Wu Zhantian."
"I'm afraid the odds of winning are not good. Wu Zhantian is said to have mastered the power of the three laws. He is an unparalleled genius of the Holy Martial Sect. Marquis Wu has devoted countless blood to training him, and his combat power is extremely terrifying. This young man cannot match it.
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"You are right, Wu Zhantian's combat power is indeed terrifying..."