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Chapter Thirty-Three Blood Killing

Zhuo Xiangding, who was sitting on the platform, and Zhuo Beitian, who was beside him, looked at each other. They both saw a hint of shock and a trace of confusion in each other's eyes. They also did not expect that Zhuo Wen's body could reach such a terrifying state!

"It seems that this little guy has a lot of secrets!" Zhuo Xiangding said with a slight smile.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Zhuo Wen went directly to the old man in the center of the martial arts arena, randomly pulled out a wooden stick, and turned over his hand to find that the number five was written on the wooden stick!

The old man also looked at Zhuo Wen one more time, and then said with a cold expression: "Next one!"

Turning around and about to leave, Zhuo Wen found a figure standing in front of him. He looked up and found Zhuo Tian with a cold face looking at him fiercely!

"Zhuowen! I hope your luck will be better and you can survive until the finals of the clan competition. When the time comes, I will let you taste life worse than death!"

"Some people are really mean. They have been slapped in the face once, but they have to ask for a slap again. I really admire the thickness of their skin!"

After Zhuo Wen sneered coldly, he didn't bother to pay attention to Zhuo Tian's threat, and walked aside to wait for the competition to begin!

Zhuo Tian's face suddenly turned red with anger, but he still suppressed the indignation in his heart and said with a cold snort: "Humph! You ignorant thing, if you weren't lucky last time, would you really have treated yourself like a green onion? This time the clan clan

You wouldn’t be so lucky!”

After the core disciples got the wooden sticks from the old man's hand one after another, the old man immediately made a move with his right hand, and a powerful force of energy suddenly spurted out. Then Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that the wooden sticks in his hand flew towards the old man involuntarily.

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"After the drawing of lots, everyone goes to their own arena. Now the competition begins!"

The martial arts arena is very large, with ten stages in total. Zhuo Wen's wooden sign says No. 5, so Zhuo Wen didn't hesitate to find stage No. 5 and got up!

At this time, there was also a figure waiting on the stone platform. This figure was slender, wearing a white robe, and always had an elegant smile on his face. His temperament was somewhat similar to Zhuo Wen's uncle Zhuo Beitian.

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Due to Zhuo Wen's amazing performance of jumping off the stone platform just now, the eyes of many people in the martial arts arena were focused on Zhuo Wen, this maverick young man!

But when these eyes saw Zhuo Wen's opponent clearly, there was a look of pity on their faces!

On the platform, Zhuo Xiangding also noticed Zhuo Wen. When he saw Zhuo Wen's opponent, he couldn't help but frown slightly!

"It turned out to be Zhuo Rong. I didn't expect that little guy Zhuo Wen was so unlucky that he encountered such a difficult opponent as Zhuo Rong in the first round!" Zhuo Xiangding said with a slight sigh.

"That's right! This Zhuo Rong's strength ranks fourth in the inner court. Even compared to Xiang'er and Mei Xue, the difference is not very big. He is also a strong person in the psychic realm!"

Zhuo Beitian's expression was also slightly unnatural. He knew that Zhuo Wen and Zhuo Rong could both be said to be one of the seed players in this clan competition. Now that they met in the first round, it was beyond his expectation.

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"Zhuo Wen's luck is really bad. He actually met Zhuo Rong in the first game!" Zhuo Meixue said with some gloating!

Although Zhuo Wen was able to withstand Zhuo Tian's three moves last time, she was very shocked, but she did not think that Zhuo Wen was an opponent of a psychic realm warrior in single combat. After all, Zhuo Wen had already resisted Zhuo Tian's three moves last time.

It's very difficult. As for head-on confrontation, Zhuo Meixue has never been optimistic about Zhuo Wen!

As for the news that Zhuo Wen's cultivation has reached the psychic realm, Zhuo Meixue doesn't know. If she knew, maybe she wouldn't think so now!

"This person's name is Zhuo Wen. He seems to have been promoted to core disciple just three months ago. However, he is really unlucky. He met a strong opponent like Zhuo Rong in the first round of the clan competition!"

"I heard that this Zhuo Wen is very talented! The last time he was in the martial arts field, he made a fuss, and he even defeated the coach of the martial arts field that time!"

"So what? Brother Zhuo Rong is a martial artist in the psychic realm, how can he be compared to a mere martial arts instructor? Although Zhuo Wen is very talented, he has only been promoted to core disciple for three months. Is it possible that these three months have passed?

, his cultivation can reach the spiritual realm in one step!"

Most of the people watching in the martial arts arena focused their attention on stage 5, and the discussion was even more heated!

On the ring, Zhuo Wen slightly cupped his hands and said: "Zhuo Wen, please teach me!"

Zhuo Rong was slightly startled and said: "You are Zhuo Wen, the master of Qianlong Pavilion. There have been rumors about you in the inner courtyard recently!"

"It's just some rumors, you can't believe them!" Zhuo Wen replied lightly!

"Is this a rumor? After our discussion, the truth will be revealed. My name is Zhuo Rong. Please be careful later!"

Zhuo Rong licked his tongue, and his eyes suddenly turned a little scarlet. The elegant temperament on his body disappeared at this moment, and was replaced by a ferocious aura!

Zhuo Wen was startled. He didn't expect that Zhuo Rong seemed to be a different person when he started fighting, and his face couldn't help but look a little cautious!

bump!

I saw Zhuo Rong's legs flicking, his eyes as scarlet as blood, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and with a whistling fist wind, he smashed straight towards Zhuo Wen's chest without any fancy!

Zhuo Wen could feel the huge power contained in Zhuo Rong's punch. He snorted coldly. Zhuo Wen bent his right leg and immediately avoided Zhuo Rong's punch. Then he slapped his right palm violently, and a powerful force of energy was released.

The force suddenly roared out and knocked Zhuo Rong's fist away!

Seeing that the punch missed, Zhuo Rong roared in his mouth, twisted his waist, and smashed his fists towards Zhuo Wen's chest like a wild beast. It seemed that his fists were unorganized, but the person who was in this boxing technique

Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the fists coming at him were hitting his vital parts!

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and stepped forward with his right leg. Then a low dragon roar suddenly burst out from Zhuo Wen's body, and then four giant dragon auras suddenly surrounded Zhuo Wen.

!

Ouch!

A huge dragon roar sounded, and Zhuo Wen punched Zhuo Rong away without being outdone!

boom!

Hearing a loud noise, Zhuo Rong groaned and stepped back more than ten steps, while Zhuo Wen only took three steps back and stood there like a rock, his eyes as calm as water!

At this moment, the martial arts arena suddenly became quiet. Originally, everyone thought that Zhuo Rong, who had reached the psychic realm, could easily defeat Zhuo Wen, a newly promoted core disciple. But now it seems that Zhuo Rong is here.

We were at a disadvantage in a confrontation!

Everyone’s eyes changed when they looked at the back of the erect figure on the ring!

"You have also reached the psychic realm? Didn't you just reach the brave realm three months ago?"

Zhuo Rong also looked at Zhuo Wen in front of him with some horror. He didn't expect that he was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with him just now. What surprised him even more was that the young man in front of him who was much younger than him actually also reached the general level.

fairy land!

In other words, the guy in front of me climbed from the brave realm to the psychic realm in just three months. This speed is really too shocking!

"Kacha!"

The tea cup in Zhuo Dingtian's hand was suddenly crushed and cracked, and he stared blankly at the young man on the stage. He did not expect that the young man on the stage could actually defeat a genuine psychic realm warrior and also...

Can gain the upper hand!

"This child's cultivation has actually reached the psychic realm? Three months ago, this child just advanced to the Zhuangfu realm. It has only been three months since he advanced again. Why is this speed so terrifying?"

Zhuo Dingtian's deep voice came out slowly, with a hint of incredible emotion in it!

Compared with Zhuo Dingtian's gloomy look, Zhuo Xiangding and Zhuo Beitian showed a smile of relief on their faces. Obviously Zhuo Wen's performance was expected by the two of them!

"No wonder the head of the family gave you the Qianlong Pavilion. It seems that your talent is really extraordinary! But if you thought that was all my strength just now, you are wrong! I haven't used my own armor soul for a long time. Once I

If you use your own armor soul, then you have to be careful, this guy won't go back without seeing blood! Hehe!"

Having said this, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on Zhuo Rong's face, and his face was suddenly covered with raised veins. Then he shouted loudly, and a blood-colored shadow suddenly came out from between his eyebrows!

"Blood Wolf Armored Soul?"

Zhuo Wen looked at the giant blood-red wolf in front of him, and his expression suddenly became cautious!

The blood wolf armored soul is a very evil armored soul, because this armored soul will affect the host's mind, making the host involuntarily have an urge to kill. However, the corresponding increase in the armored soul's effect on the host

Very big!

Especially after the blood wolf armor soul merged with the host to perform the soul skill 'Blood Killing', the host's power almost reached the point of being invincible at the same level, killing whoever he saw!

Moreover, once the host uses the blood wolf armor soul, if there is no blood, the blood wolf armor soul will not automatically return to the host's sea of ​​consciousness. However, correspondingly, the side effects of this armor soul on the host itself are not small.

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Looking at Zhuo Rong, whose expression changed drastically in front of him, Zhuo Wen also knew why Zhuo Rong's temperament was so different from before and after, presumably it was all because of the blood wolf armor soul!

And when Zhuo Rong used the Blood Wolf Armor Soul, Zhuo Xiangding and Zhuo Beitian, who were sitting on the platform, also had worried looks on their faces. It was obvious that they were also very aware of the Blood Wolf Armor Soul!

"After Zhuo Rong used 'Blood Kill', he became almost invincible in the psychic realm. Zhuo Wen seems to be no match for him! But I didn't expect Zhuo Rong to be willing to use 'Blood Kill'! You must know that this kind of soul skill is used up.

After that, he will also be in a weak state, and then he will be unable to participate in the next game! Father, do we want to stop him?"

Zhuo Beitian looked at Zhuo Xiangding in front of him with some worry, and his words were full of worry!

"Let's take a look first! You see that Zhuo Wen doesn't seem to have the slightest worry on his face. Instead, he is confident. Maybe this kid can resist Zhuo Rong's 'blood tease'!"

Zhuo Xiangding looked at the young man in the field calmly, waved his hand to stop Zhuo Beitian and said.


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