"Deaths and injuries in martial arts competitions are inevitable. This junior brother does not need to be too serious!"
Gui Ling's eyes were calm and he spoke slowly, while the blue-robed man's eyes flickered but he fell silent.
The initiator of this martial arts competition was Gui Ling, so the rules were naturally formulated by Gui Ling.
Now that Gui Ling has already spoken, he really has no right to make irresponsible remarks.
"If this senior brother feels dissatisfied or dissatisfied, I welcome you to challenge me and avenge your friend." Zhuo Wen suddenly said.
The blue-robed man trembled all over. Seeing the smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, a cold air rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to the Tianling Cap.
"Then forget it! This junior brother is very powerful. I think I'm not as good as you, junior brother, so I won't show off my shame."
The man in blue robe quickly declined. His strength was at most half the same as Shen Hongxuan's. If he went up to fight this man, he would probably end up with the same fate as Shen Hongxuan.
"If that's the case, why don't you get out and stay here?" Zhuo Wen said indifferently.
The blue-robed man's ears were red and he just felt ashamed, so he quickly took Shen Hongxuan away from the center of Blue Moon Lake.
Zhuo Wen didn't have any sympathy for Shen Hongxuan and the man in blue robe. These two people were very unkind to him.
If it weren't for the rules, these two people might have wanted to kill him.
Zhuo Wen really doesn't need to be merciful when dealing with such an enemy.
At this moment, many disciples on the shore of Blue Moon Lake were talking a lot. They looked at Zhuo Wen's figure in the center of the lake with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Although Shen Hongxuan's strength is not at the top among their group of disciples, he is at least above average.
But in the hands of this boy, Shen Hongxuan could not sustain a single move and was defeated.
Of course, Zhuo Wen's unfamiliar face is also the main reason why everyone is talking about it.
Generally, the disciples who can enter this monster gathering are well-known geniuses in the sect. Strength and fame are indispensable, and most of the disciples know each other.
But as soon as Zhuo Wen came on stage, all the disciples around him didn't recognize him. They were absolutely strangers.
Qiu Linglong was pleasantly surprised. Although she knew Zhuo Wen was very strong, she didn't expect him to be so powerful. Shen Hongxuan was defeated by Zhuo Wen with just one move, which was beyond her expectation.
But soon, she was as excited as a newborn calf and was really happy for Zhuo Wen.
Gui Ling looked at Zhuo Wen carefully and was a little surprised, because he found that the young man in front of him only had the aura of Tianming Lord, and there was no trace of hidden cultivation.
Gui Ling began to make a small calculation in his mind. He wanted to take this boy under his command and train him more, so that he might become his right-hand man in the future.
Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the lake, feeling helpless. He was not interested in this martial arts at all.
Originally, he planned to leave the courtyard directly, but he did not expect to be challenged by Shen Hongxuan and come to the center of the lake.
Zhuo Wen also knew about the rules of this martial arts competition.
The monk who wins the martial arts competition must always stand on the stage and wait for others to challenge him. When no one dares to challenge him, he will win the first place in the martial arts competition.
With Zhuo Wen's character, he either doesn't do it, but once he does it, he won't do it half-heartedly.
And although he looked down upon the guidance of the five monsters, he could give this opportunity to Qiu Linglong.
This time he came to this monster gathering and learned a lot about the five monsters, mainly through Qiu Linglong.
In addition, it is not difficult for Zhuo Wen to win the first place in martial arts, so now he is standing in the middle of the lake without resisting as much as he did at the beginning.
"I'll meet you!"
After a moment of silence, a rough voice came, and a strong man wearing short-sleeved linen clothes jumped out and landed opposite Zhuo Wen in the middle of the lake.
This big man carried a long-handled sword on his back, his arms were as thick as human arms, and his face was covered with beards.
"I am Zou Han, the sixth elder of Fan Jialiang's lineage. This junior brother has never reported his name before. Can you tell me your name and let me know which senior master in the sect handed over a genius like you?
"
The strong man has a rough voice and looks bold, but his mind is very delicate and he wants to explore the details of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen was calm and said calmly: "Xiao Wen is the disciple who has just been accepted by the Ninth Elder. He is considered a newcomer."
As soon as Zhuo Wen said these words, many disciples present were moved, and Gui Ling also looked surprised.
The strength Zhuo Wen showed just now is really too strong.
It is hard to imagine that someone with such great strength could be a newcomer who has just been hired.
But when they thought about Zhuo Wen's new face, they all felt relieved. Zhuo Wen's words really made sense and were very reasonable.
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Xiaowen. Junior Brother Xiaowen has such strength when he first started, and his future in the sect is limitless. Today I, Zou, will learn how powerful you are, Junior Brother Xiaowen."
After the strong man finished speaking, he twitched his right hand from behind and took a step forward. Waves of black wind exploded from the strong man's body, forming a terrifying black storm.
The strong man was holding a long-handled sword, and he was very fast. In an instant, he rushed to Zhuo Wen, and the long sword in his hand was quickly slashed out. The terrifying light of the sword flashed and cut in mid-air, as if it could destroy everything in the world.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. This Zou Han was pretty good, much stronger than Shen Hongxuan. Although he was also at the peak of Xuanji Master, he was not far from the Eternal Lord.
Zhuo Wen made a series of fist seals with his bare hands, but he did not use his full strength.
He knew that killing Shen Hongxuan with just one move was too shocking and would not be beneficial for him to enter the Netherworld Hell to find the Escape Soul Flower, so he retained his strength for this battle.
Zhuo Wen fought with the strong man for hundreds of rounds. Zhuo Wen succeeded in one move and defeated the strong man Zou Han.
Zou Han smiled cheerfully, raised his fist towards Zhuo Wen, and said: "Junior Brother Xiaowen, your strength is extraordinary. I am convinced that I lost to Zou."
Zhuo Wen also clasped his fists at Zou Han, and he had a good impression of this person. At least he was upright, courageous, and outgoing.
Next, Zhuo Wenlu accepted challenges from many disciples one after another, including many monks who were stronger than Zou Han.
However, Zhuo Wen basically accepted everyone who came and won them all, and because Zhuo Wen showed mercy in every battle, he also won the favor of many of his opponents.
"Brother Gui Ling, you, the newcomer of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect, are a bit too strong. Not long after joining your sect, you are actually so powerful."
Xu Chenshen looked at Zhuo Wen's figure in the center of the lake and couldn't help but marveled.
Gui Ling chuckled and said, "This is because Elder Yin was lucky enough to have an incredible disciple!"
"According to this trend, this boy should be able to get the first place in this martial arts competition." Xing Jing's beautiful eyes flashed and he said.