God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen felt a lot of pressure from Sikong Shu and smiled bitterly. Originally, he just wanted to keep a low profile and pick a weaker challenger.

But he didn't expect that he would pick a top player who was more powerful than Ju Hailan.

Of course, since you are on the challenge stage, no matter how strong your opponent is, you must go all out.

"Junior brother, take the stick from senior brother first."

Sikong Shu roared, and his voice was like a bell, deafening and deafening, turning into a strong wind and rushing towards Zhang Ruochen. His feet kicked the ground as fast as a giant ape, and he rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen in an instant.

He raised the stick with both hands and swung it down.

A wave of cold air hit his face. Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw a huge stick shadow pressing down, just like an ice peak falling down.

You know, that iron rod weighs 1,608 kilograms. If it is hit, even a 10,000 kilogram boulder can be smashed into stone powder.

Zhang Ruochen did not confront him head-on. He bent his legs slightly, dwarfed his body, and displayed the wind-controlling flying dragon shadow, as if he was walking on the wind, and flew behind Sikong Shu.

Take the initiative and slash with your sword.

"Ha ha!"

Sikong Shu hit the air with his stick, laughed loudly, immediately twisted the tiger's waist, swung the stick with his backhand, and struck behind him.

Not only was he tall and mighty, with amazing strength, but his reaction speed was also very fast, giving Zhang Ruochen no chance at all.

If Zi Qian dared to challenge Sikong Shu, she would have no chance of winning and would probably be seriously injured by Sikong Shu with one move.

Facing the tungsten star cold iron rod coming towards him, Zhang Ruochen had no room to retreat and could only fight hard. He held the sword with both hands, mobilized all the energy in his body, and struck forward with the sword.

"Bang!"

The power of the Tungsten Star Han iron rod was surprisingly strong. Just after the collision, Zhang Ruochen felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword, knocking him away.

Fortunately, he had practiced the Wind Control Flying Dragon Shadow. When he was about to fall off the challenge platform, he kicked in the air and fell steadily, standing on the edge of the challenge platform.

"Such a great power." Zhang Ruochen felt pain in his fingers and his arms seemed to be broken.

After circulating Yujing Zhenqi throughout his body for a week, the pain in his arms eased a little.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen actually catching his blow, Sikong Shu's eyes showed excitement and he smiled and said: "Junior brother is really good at it, I admire him. If I let him practice for another year and a half, I will definitely lose, brother." It's very miserable. But with your current cultivation level, you are definitely no match for me, senior brother."

After Zhang Ruochen learned the powerful power of Sikong Shu, he no longer fought head-on with Sikong Shu, and slowly released the space-time domain, covering the entire challenge stage.

"Eighteen sticks that break the sky!"

Sikong Shu wanted to defeat Zhang Ruochen in one go, so he used a low-grade spiritual-level attack stick technique.

Holding the stick in both hands, he slashed towards Zhang Ruochen with the force of sweeping thousands of troops.

Sikong Shu's attainments in the stick technique have reached the intermediate level. Carrying an iron rod weighing 1,608 kilograms is like carrying a wooden stick. He lifts the weight as if it is light, opens and closes widely, and dances with fluidity.

The eighteen stick moves, wave after wave, became stronger and stronger, completely sealing the space in all directions of Zhang Ruochen.

The powerful wind made a crackling sound.

All the students in the audience were sweating for Zhang Ruochen. If he were hit by a 1,608-pound iron bar, his bones would probably turn into powder.

"Zhang Ruochen has no way out. He will definitely be defeated within ten moves." Yuchi Tiancong sneered.

"Even if he loses, he is still quite powerful. Other top ten students, such as Xue Qingchuan and Cai Chen, probably can't handle Sikong Shu's many moves. Zhang Ruochen has the strength to be among the top ten in the West Academy."

Just when everyone thought Zhang Ruochen was bound to lose, suddenly, the students around him screamed in surprise.

Everyone looked towards the challenge stage and saw Zhang Ruochen leaping three feet high and escaping from Sikong Shu's battle circle.

"Junior brother, you can't escape."

Sikong Shu laughed loudly and jumped up suddenly. He jumped seven feet high and flew to the top of Zhang Ruochen's head. He raised his stick with both hands and struck down.

All warriors know that flying in mid-air has nowhere to draw strength from, and once attacked, there is no way to escape.

"Uh-huh!"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's body paused for a moment at a height of three feet above the ground, then miraculously took the second step and kicked it upwards another three feet, reaching a height of six feet above the ground.

Before it was over, his body jumped upwards again, reaching a height of nine feet above the ground.

The three leaps were completed in the blink of an eye, making the students in the audience exclaim.

"This... what kind of martial skill is this?"

"Without borrowing any power, he was able to leap twice in a row in the air."

An elder said: "It's not that he didn't borrow any power, he borrowed the power of the wind. He probably hasn't mastered this kind of martial arts to perfection, otherwise, he can definitely borrow the power of the wind to leap into the clouds."

That elder was right. Zhang Ruochen had only mastered the Flying Dragon Shadow to a small degree, and could only leap upward in mid-air twice at most.

If you practice the Wind-controlling Flying Dragon Shadow to perfection, you will be able to leap nine times in the air, and you will indeed have a chance to jump to the clouds.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen stood nine feet above the ground, two feet taller than Sikong Shu.

He held the sword in both hands, with a strange smile on his face: "Senior brother, you can also take my sword."

"Heaven's heart makes the tide."

In mid-air, there was the sound of surging water, and the sword energy was like layers of water waves, rushing downwards.

Zhang Ruochen used "Tian Xin Makes Tide" instead of other sword moves because he actually wanted to take advantage of the situation.

What's the point?

Sikong Shu was now hanging seven feet above the ground and was about to fall rapidly. With his cultivation level, he would not be injured even if he fell from a height of seven feet in the air.

However, Zhang Ruochen used "Heaven's Heart Makes Tide" and slashed the sword energy from the sky downwards in waves, just to make Sikong Shu accelerate his fall downwards.

After a while.

"boom!"

Sikong Shu landed on the ground with his feet, stamping on the ground with a loud bang. The strong impact made his legs bend slightly, and he almost lost his balance while sitting on the ground.

"Pop!"

All the bones in Sikong Shu's body were shaking. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Before he hit the ground, he pulled out the true energy from the Tungsten Star Cold Iron Rod, making the Tungsten Star Cold Iron Rod weigh only one hundred and eight kilograms.

Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to bear the force of the violent fall just now.

"Tianxin full moon!"

Zhang Ruochen seized the opportunity and before he hit the ground, he slashed out with his sword and struck Sikong Shu's neck.

In a hurry, Sikong Shu took a step back and blocked it with a tungsten star cold iron rod.

How could the Tungsten Star Cold iron rod without activated inscriptions be able to stop Zhang Ruochen?

"Bang!"

The tungsten star cold iron rod flew out of Sikong Shu's hand and fell off the challenge platform.

Zhang Ruochen had the upper hand and pressed forward step by step, leaving no chance for Sikong Shu to counterattack.

Sikong Shu was forced to retreat continuously, with more than ten sword slashes appearing on his robes. Finally, he was forced to the edge of the challenge platform.

"Blood energy concentration!"

Sikong Shu's body exuded thick blood energy, and a five-meter-diameter blood array formed under his feet. Behind him appeared the shadow of a huge wild lion and a stick-shaped blood soldier.

Only by reaching the Great Perfection of the Xuanji Realm can the blood beasts, blood soldiers, and blood formations be combined to form a blood and energy phenomenon, which is called "blood and energy condensation."

Invoking the power of his bloodline, Sikong Shu's combat power increased significantly. He waved his arm and punched out.

Following Situ Shu's fist, the huge wild lion shadow and the stick-shaped blood soldier flew towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

"Blood Qi Congealing Beast!"

Zhang Ruochen also stimulated the power of his blood vessels, and dragon shadows and elephants formed behind him.

As soon as the sword thrust out, the dragon shadow and the elephant followed and rushed over, hitting Sikong Shu.

A shocking scene appeared. Long Ying and Xiang Ying actually tore apart Sikong Shu's blood energy phenomenon. With a crushing power, they knocked Sikong Shu away and fell off the challenge platform.

"The blood energy condensation beast in the small extreme position of Xuanji Realm actually broke the blood energy condensation of the Great Perfection in Xuanji Realm. How can Zhang Ruochen's bloodline power be so powerful?"

In the distance, the three deputy deans and the dean of the west courtyard were all shocked.

The master of the West Courtyard cried out: "Dragon-Elephant bloodline, he actually inspired the Dragon-Elephant bloodline."

"It is indeed the blood of Dragon Elephant. Sikong Shu's defeat at his hands is not unjust at all." said the head of the south courtyard.

The deputy head of the North Academy smiled and said: "Congratulations, Master, there is another master of the Xuan Bang warrior level in the West Court. This boy has the potential to hit the top ten in the "Xuan Bang"."

The other students didn't understand the meaning of the dragon-elephant bloodline at all. But they could see clearly that Zhang Ruochen had condensed the blood dragon and blood elephant, and just that martial aura could suppress a warrior of the same level to the point where they couldn't breathe.

The elder guarding the challenge stage was also slightly surprised, and then announced loudly: "Zhang Ruochen won the challenge and ranked seventh in the West Courtyard."

Although he is only seventh, everyone knows that Zhang Ruochen's true strength may be able to enter the top five in the West Academy.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the challenge stage, and other students boarded the challenge stage.

Some of the students ranked behind seventh in the West Academy took the initiative to challenge Zhang Ruochen, but they were all defeated by Zhang Ruochen. Gradually, Zhang Ruochen's strength was recognized, and fewer and fewer students dared to challenge him.

It was getting late and night was falling.

In the martial arts field in the west courtyard, twelve fireballs lit up, lighting up the night sky.

Brutal battles are still going on on the ten challenge platforms, with some challenging to win and others failing.

After Zhang Ruochen defeated eight challengers in a row, no one dared to challenge him again.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

Duanmu Xingling stood at the edge of the martial arts field in the west courtyard, waving to Zhang Ruochen mysteriously.

Zhang Ruochen walked over and said, "Sister Duanmu, what can you do?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't be discovered."

Duanmu Xingling put her finger to her lips and made a silencing gesture.

"Follow me and don't make a sound."

Duanmu Xingling looked very cautious, like a thief. He looked around, and when he saw that no one had discovered him, he led Zhang Ruochen into the night.

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