Sect: My Disciple Is A Player

"Since you, the Vajra Sect, are going to fight against the various Prodigy sects in the form of a battle.

"Then I will simply talk about some rules based on this."

"First of all, the rules for the rest of the previous battles remain unchanged."

"Secondly, because it is your King Kong Sect's request, the other disciples of the sect can naturally engage in wheel battles. However, after leaving the ring, personnel from both sides are not allowed to return a second time to continue the challenge."

"Finally, you are not allowed to use magic talismans, poisons, magic bullets and other disposable weapons that are not based on your own strength."

"If there is no objection, then the Vajra Sect will send people to the stage to determine the radium!"

"I'll give you three minutes to discuss."

The responsible deacon quickly supplemented the rules.

As his words fell.

On the player side, someone came out quickly.

"For this first round, let's go first."

But it was Zhu Ming who walked out at this moment.

Other players, no objections11.

This is not without discussion.

Instead, the players discussed it in their own chat channels.

After a short discussion.

It was decided that Zhu Ming, who had already shown his strength, would take action first.

Moreover, Zhu Ming can be regarded as one of the top players among the players present, and they are not afraid of the other party's high-level true energy masters directly taking the stage.

Zhu Ming came on stage with a smile.

The faces of everyone in the other sects suddenly darkened.

True Essence Seventh Layer.

There are not many people with this level of strength who can stabilize one end.

"How about letting a few elementary and intermediate disciples of Zhen Yuan go up and consume some of his energy?"

Several members of the Six-Star Sect gathered together for discussion.

But this proposal was immediately rejected.

"This must not be the case."

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be true that all the previous competitions would be lost?"

"In my opinion, just go up and suppress it forcefully."

“There are only a few True Spirit realms in this Vajra Sect, so let’s go up one at a time and suppress them.

These are the strong men of several sects, speaking out at this moment.

After some totalization.

Soon, a man who was more than two meters tall and looked like a wild bear strode onto the stage.

He wore special Spirit Weapon gloves in his hands, and as he stepped onto the ring, a fierce aura bloomed.

"Giant Spirit Gate, Giant Mountain!"

"Please enlighten me."

As he spoke, Jushan's True Spirit burst out unabashedly.

True Spirit Eighth Layer, both of earth attribute.

Zhu Ming was still smiling, and his expression was not nervous at all.

Below, the other players were even more relaxed, and some players even said: "Let's guess, who will win? I bet a Spirit Stone that Zhu Ming will win!"

Du Feng, on the other hand, looked nervous and kept saying: "Giant Spirit Gate, this is the Giant Spirit Gate!"

As he said that, he looked at the players who looked like they were watching a show, and muttered: "Tell him quickly, the characteristic of Qi Lingmen's technique is the power of force..."

However.

At this moment, the battle has broken out in the arena.

Although Jushan's body is huge, his speed is not slow at all.

The huge soles of the feet stepped hard on the ring, leaving a dent. In an instant, they broke through the distance of a hundred meters and arrived in front of Zhu Ming.

Immediately, he punched out.

"Giant Strike!"

Amidst the rough shouts, the earth-colored brilliance flowed on the fists.

The power of this blow was so great that the burst of spiritual power caused every inch of the air to explode.

But Zhu Ming was as steady as a mountain.

In front of him, a huge clay statue rose.

But it was a funny face expression.

Below, Chen Xiaoguo chuckled: "Zhu Ming is so funny..."

Lu Feng was speechless: "This guy seems to be influenced by a popular anime character in the past. He seems to be some kind of wind shadow, and he also seems to play in the sand."

And in fact.

That's exactly what it is.

At this moment, Zhu Ming was imitating the figure from the past, controlling his spiritual power, and gathered a statue two or three meters high in front of him.

It's just that the appearance of this stone sculpture is a little weird.

Jushan's fist blasted out, smashing the stone sculpture into pieces with one punch.

However, most of the power of this punch was neutralized.

However, close combat is never a one-shot victory.

The giant mountain roared angrily, and punched out a second time, but the force of this punch was even stronger.

Because, before smashing the stone sculpture, the squinting expression on the stone sculpture made him feel like he was being ridiculed.

However, this punch came out.

But it was forcefully taken down by a thick palm.

Jushan’s eyes widened.

"What?!"

He didn't expect that his attack would be received so easily at this moment.

And not just being picked up.

Even looking at the other party's expression, he seemed quite relaxed and at ease.

At this moment, Zhu Ming stretched out a hand with his palm open, easily intercepting the fist attack.

Easy.

He was so relaxed that Zhu Ming couldn't help but shake his head and said to himself: "Sure enough, these fancy things are of no use."

Zhu Ming looked at the broken stones on the ground with regret in his eyes.

Whether it's the stone sculptures he condensed, the giant stone bears, or the stone diamonds, to put it bluntly, they are simply simulated transformations using the power of True Spirit. In addition to the control of spiritual power that is more refined than 040, there is nothing else. Miraculous place.

This kind of move is not a skill or anything like that, it's purely something he uses to feel his master's spirit.

But now, after the funny-faced stone sculpture was blown up with one punch, he had to lament that this kind of cool trick was okay for bullying the weak.

If you meet someone who is really stronger, it will be of no use.

Shaking his head and sighing, with a look of regret, Jushan's expression changed one after another.

He didn't expect at all that the fat guy in front of him actually had strength that was not inferior to his own.

Immediately the power exploded again, and at the same time he shouted for a week: Get out!!"

With the other hand, he fisted again and punched out.

However.

This blow was blocked again by Zhu Ming with his open palm.

Layers of True Spirit power spread out between the fists, forming circles of ripples.

At this time, Zhu Ming finally raised his head slightly, looked at the huge mountain in front of him that was a little higher than himself, and grinned: "In fact, my fighting method is also hand-to-hand combat.

"

between words.

Zhu Ming clenched his palms hard and tightly grasped Jushan's fists.

Immediately, there was a little ground between his feet and he rose into the air.

One leg and foot bent, kneeling, and went straight to the chin of the giant mountain.

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