Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"This, Junior Brother Zhang is so lucky!"

Chen Chao looked at the red lottery in Zhang Yifeng's hand with some surprise. He didn't expect that their team would win this opportunity to avoid fighting.

It just happened to allow Wang Meng to rest for a while and regain his fighting strength as soon as possible.

After seeing Zhang Yifeng get the red lottery, the monks in the audience all booed.

They want to see Zhang Yifeng show another miracle. Among the five teams present, Zhang Yifeng is already the winning team that most people are optimistic about.

According to the distribution, the remaining teams were two teams from the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and they began to compete with the remaining two teams that were slightly exhausted.

The battle didn't last long, except for one team who didn't believe in Ouyang Zi's strength and fought Ouyang Zi hard.

Another battle ended directly with the surrender of the other side.

Finally, the semi-finals officially started. This time the rules no longer involve drawing lots. Instead, the three teams nominate each other. If the other team names the same as themselves, the competition will begin on the spot.

The remaining team advances directly to the finals.

Such simple rules made Zhang Yifeng feel embarrassed. The rules specified by Mingyue Sect Master were too simple.

Sure enough, Zhang Yifeng named team No. 5, and team No. 5 and team No. 15 named each other.

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Yifeng once again received a bye to the finals.

Team No. 5 sent Ouyang Zi first, and Team No. 15 also sent out its ninth-level cultivators from the Earthly Immortal Realm.

"Your body shouldn't be able to support it for much longer. I see you just secretly swallowed a few pills. It seems like you are not pretending to be a consumptive ghost."

"In this case, you might as well choose to surrender directly, and save yourself the physical pain."

The monk in Team No. 15, a tall monk with a simple and honest face, was scratching his head and trying to persuade Ouyang Zi to surrender.

"Ahem, senior brother, there's no need to say more. It's impossible for me, Ouyang Zi, to surrender. Let's see the truth behind our men."

Ouyang Zi covered his mouth and coughed, but looked at the other party sharply.

Seeing Ouyang Zi's unyielding look, the honest monk scratched his head with a troubled look on his face.

"Hey, why are you so disobedient?"

With a sigh, the honest monk raised his fist and rushed towards Ouyang Zi, hitting Ouyang Zi's head with a powerful and heavy punch.

"Junior Brother Zhang, do you still think Ouyang Zi will win this match?"

"Of course, Ouyang Zi's strength is not that simple, but if he shows his skills, then we can fight better in the next game."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, if Ouyang Zi lets go and fights, he will definitely consume a lot of energy. This will make it more convenient for Zhang Yifeng to face him in the next game.

Chen Chao now no longer dares to express his opinions easily in front of Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng's eyes are indeed very vicious.

Now that Zhang Yifeng has stopped talking, Chen Chao is also shaken. Is it really what Zhang Yifeng said?

While Chen Chao was thinking wildly, Ouyang Zi had already started to fight back.

Ouyangzi suddenly threw away the sleeve covering his mouth. Due to the cover of the large clothes, the honest monk did not see Ouyangzi's long-prepared fist behind the sleeve.

This reckless impact gave Ouyang Zi an opportunity to punch the honest monk in the heart.

Faced with this scene, the honest monk did not retreat but advanced, directly pressing his heart against Ouyang Zi's fist.

A muffled groan came from the honest monk's mouth, but his hand movements did not slow down at all, and he punched Ouyang Zi directly in the face.

With a crisp sound, Ouyangzi raised his hand and forcefully received the heavy blow from the honest monk with his forearm.

At the moment of contact, there was a crisp sound from Ouyang Zi's forearm. It was obvious that the bones of his forearm were broken by the honest monk.

This anxious battle situation was naturally the favorite thing for the monks watching below. After a probing attack, both sides took a few steps back.

The honest monk covered his heart and gave Ouyang Zi a thumbs up.

"Yes, junior brother, your strength did not penetrate my skin, but it hurt my heart with so much force. It seems that you have seen through my intentions."

The honest monk wanted to use his own body to withstand Ouyang Zi's punch.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Zi's punch gave up the strength of his hand, and instead used dark energy to erode into his heart.

"But Junior Brother, your fists must be uncomfortable."

The honest monk rubbed his heart, smiled slightly and stood up straight.

Ouyang Zi frowned when he saw this. This was the first time he had seen such a difficult opponent, and the An Jin wrapped around his punch just now.

If it hits someone else, one punch will definitely make that person faint.

This guy actually calmed down just by rubbing his heart, which was really scary.

"Senior brother is not bad either. This physical body is so powerful that it cannot be compared to ordinary monks in the fairyland."

Ouyang Zi also complimented the honest monk, and at the same time moved his broken forearm.

"Oh, I originally planned to use it when I fight that guy. I didn't expect that besides that guy, there would be a master with the strength of my senior brother."

"The Mingyue Sect is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and no one should despise it."

Ouyangzi suddenly murmured to himself, and then a dangerous aura emanated from Ouyangzi.

The next moment, Ouyang Zi's eyes were gradually filled with empty white, and his figure kept flashing across the field like a ghost.

When the honest monk saw this, a drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead. He couldn't keep up with Ouyang Zi's speed.

At this time, Ouyang Zi's shuttle speed became faster and faster. In the end, all the honest monk could see was Ouyang Zi's ubiquitous afterimage on the ring.

Just when he was anxious and worried, a low groan came from behind him.

"It's over, senior brother."

The honest monk had a look of shock on his face, and hurriedly turned his head and struck his back with hammers.

As a result, the honest monk's smash only smashed a shadow behind him.

The next second, a cold touch came from his neck. The honest monk felt a chill all over his body, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

And standing behind him was Ouyang Zi, who had recovered from his previous state.

Breathing heavily, Ouyang Zi cast his gaze at the referee in the distance.

Only then did the referee react and quickly raised his hand to indicate that Ouyang Zi had won.

"I remember that this Ouyangzi was brought back by you, senior brother, right? What is his identity?"

The leader of the Mingyue Sect sat on the high platform and asked in a low voice to a solemn-faced elder beside him.

The elder smiled faintly and replied: "Ouyang Zi, this child, also has a hard life. If the sect master wants to know, I will explain it to you slowly when I have free time."