Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 111

Facing Li Jianwu's arrogant sneer, Wu Yun was even more furious in his heart. He couldn't bear it anymore and had to beat him up.

I saw Wu Yun stepped forward a few steps and punched him, but Li Jianwu stopped him with his sword, but he was beaten and flew out a dozen meters away.

The blood in the body is rolling.

Li Jianwu stood still, his face changed greatly, no, this is not what he thought, how could he be so strong, completely crushing me at this moment?

Surprised, Li Jianwu quickly calmed himself down. He quickly calmed the tumbling aura in his body and told himself that, no matter what, this was Wu Yun's sorcery, and it would definitely be counterattacked.

Hold on, hold on for another minute.

boom.

It was another punch, the speed was so fast, and the force was so fierce that Li Jianwu had no time to dodge, and it was another punch, and the corners of his mouth had begun to bleed.

He just got up, bang!

Another punch hit Li Jianwu directly on the left side of the face.

In an instant, his left face was swollen into a pig's head.

Every time Wu Yun punched, there was a burst of exclamations from the field.

With the churning blood in the body and the pain outside, Li Jianwu's face has completely changed from the calm before to panic.

But there was a certain confidence in the panic.

He firmly believed that Wu Yun would not last long.

At this moment, one minute has come, and Wu Yun will definitely start to weaken gradually.

And Wu Yun's three punches, not only hit Li Jianwu, but also struck deeply in the minds of everyone off the court.

They were completely stunned, unable to believe how Wu Yun could be so powerful.

With the cultivation of the second level of Zhenwu, Li Jianwu, who actually fought the fifth level of Zhenwu, had no chance to fight back.

On the stage, Li Jianwu pinpointed the time and recited in his heart.

The spiritual energy in the body rotates, quickly calming the tumbling blood energy.

Suddenly, Li Jianwu's eyes narrowed slightly. He had counted the time. One minute had passed, and Wu Yun would gradually weaken.

At this moment, his panic gradually disappeared, and the arrogant confidence returned to his face.

The humiliation just now is bound to take all the next time to pay back.

"Wu Yun, one minute has passed, what else do you want to fight with me?"

Suddenly, Li Jianwu clenched his fists, and a vigorous step rushed towards Wu Yun.

As the number one person in the outer sect, how could he endure being beaten so violently by Wu Yun in such a dignified manner.

Wu Yun listened to Li Jianwu's theory for a minute, and thought to himself, is this kid crazy? Stupid me? What is he saying.

Seeing Li Jianwu rushing towards him, Wu Yun suddenly raised his foot, kicked away Li Jianwu's long sword, and swept his right fist, hitting him directly on the right side of the face.

In an instant, Li Jianwu flew upside down again like a broken kite, and the right side of his face was also swollen into a pig's head.

Li Jianwu, who fell to the ground, hurriedly got up and looked at Wu Yun in disbelief.

He murmured in his mouth: "No, it's impossible, how is it possible, time has passed for so long, how can his spiritual energy be able to support this hugely consuming martial skill for so long?"

In his heart, there was still a bit of luck, thinking that Wu Yun was returning to the light.

But what happened next made him completely give up what he thought.

On the stage, Wu Yun beat Li Jianwu for five minutes, from the ground, to the air, from the scalp to the toes, from top to bottom, Wu Yun's fist marks were left everywhere.

Everyone off the field watched blankly, including the elders on the podium, all of them didn't know how to express their mood at the moment.

Although they tried their best to prevent Li Jianwu from hurting Wu Yun, they could not bear to see Li Jianwu being beaten so violently by Wu Yun.

At this moment, Li Jianwu was lying flat on the platform, unable to move, his whole body had gained two large circles of weight, and even his facial features were swollen into a pile.

Finally, someone exclaimed: "God, god, Li Jianwu has no power to fight back."

"No, look at Wu Yun, his augmented martial arts is still in use, what kind of martial arts is this, and it can last for so long. The last time Wu Yun fought with Li Jianfeng, Wu Yun persisted with this martial arts for less than a minute. Weak."

Li Jianwu was lying on the platform, trying to squeeze out a gap between his swollen eyes that could hardly be opened.

I can't see his pupils, but I can feel his fear and shock.

He couldn't believe it, that boosting martial skill that Wu Yun could only support for one minute was still in use.

The battle has ended, but Wu Yun has not yet recovered the boosted martial arts.

"He, he actually played with this augmented martial art that requires huge consumption? It's terrible, it's terrible. Brother, why are you going to provoke this person?"

This was the last thought in Li Jianwu's mind before he fell into a coma.

The third elder came to power and announced the results. Wu Yun became the inner disciple as the first in the assessment.

The rest are Murong Zhixin, Ouyang Yu, Peng Cheng, and Li Jianwu, who was swollen into a pig's body.

Among these people, except for Li Jianwu, who was seriously injured and sent directly to the Li family, all the others passed the assessment and entered the inner door.

For the disciples of the outer sect, entering the inner sect, the elders of the inner sect will be responsible for a distribution ceremony. In other words, Wu Yun and the other five will be favored by the inner sect. It is unknown.

The distribution ceremony takes place three days later.

The Feiyun Sect, the inner sect, is divided into three major forces: the alchemy pavilion, the palm martial arts pavilion, and the purple cloud pavilion.

Wu Yun didn't care about this. Originally, he wanted to enter the alchemy pavilion the most, but now that he is an official student of Pill City Academy, he doesn't have much desire for this alchemy pavilion.

The second day after the end of the fight, Wu Yun asked Ouyang Yu to return to the Yunyue Empire Monarch Mansion, and asked Mr. Xu to come personally to prepare to take over the Li family.

It is written in black and white, with clear handwriting. Once Wu Yun wins Li Jianwu, the Li family will surrender to the Yunyue Empire on their own.

On the same day, Mr. Xu led the two honorable elders of the Honorary Elder Hall of the Guojun Mansion to the Li family to prepare for the compilation work.

Although Elder Xu was a person in charge of the Glory Elder Hall, his strength was not the strongest.

Although Old Xu was only at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, the other two Glory Elders he brought with him had already reached the first level of the Earth Martial Realm.

In such a battle, even if Li Batian repents at that time, there is no need to be afraid. After all, his Li family only has Li Batian, a first-level figure in the Earth Martial Realm.

Wu Yun and Ouyang Yu were also among the crowd.

Li Batian seemed to have already guessed the result when Mr. Xu slapped black and white words on Li Batian's face in the Li family.

But he didn't panic, the words were what he said, the promise was what he promised, and if he really made a move, the Li family was just a family after all. The opponent of the Yunyue Empire.

I saw Li Batian sitting on the wooden chair, his face was a little dejected, and he instructed the person beside him: "Go and invite the old master out."

Afterwards, Li Batian said to Xu Lao and others: "I promised to promise, I did not regret it, nor did I stop it, but whether I can eat my Li family is not something I can decide."

This is obviously a joke, but Elder Xu and other Honorable Elders frowned deeply, "That old guy is still alive!"

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