Supreme Martial God Technique

"Haha, this kid is also a freak. Without the family's natural resources and treasures, his cultivation can still regress, and he has regressed to the third level of the Supreme Realm."

"It's his bad luck to meet Luo Biao this time, but he deserves it."

"Break him, Luo Biao, just kill him."

"No need to hold back, just cripple him!"

"..."From the audience, mocking and contemptuous voices continued to come.

On the stage, Wu Yun and Luo Biao had already walked to the middle of the fighting stage.

The people of the Dao Wang Sect did not stop these voices.

Perhaps, they did not think there was anything wrong with this.

After all, before going on stage, Wu Yun saw several pairs of people fighting fiercely and being crippled.

It is estimated that as long as there is no danger to life, the Dao Wang Sect will not intervene.

As for Wu Yun and Luo Biao, who were the center of the discussion.

The attitudes of the two towards these discussions were also completely different.

Wu Yun did not react too much. Not to mention that these words were not aimed at him, but at another Wu Yun.

Even if it was directed at him, he would not react.

It was not that he was willing to be ridiculed, but that he felt there was no need to refute anything.

How could a swan argue with a sparrow?

Let alone

But at least in Wu Yun's eyes, these people were all scum.

But Luo Biao.

Such words were very useful to him.

He kept nodding and responding to the words of those people below.

Of course, even if they didn't say it, Luo Biao would probably do the same thing.

And at this moment, Wu Yun had already made a decision.

He would not make a move first, but as long as Luo Biao made a move.

He would immediately cut off all Luo Biao's thoughts with a thunderous attitude.

Today, he wanted to let Luo Biao take a good look at who is the king on this fighting stage! "Silence, start!"

With the beginning of the verdict.

Luo Biao's eyes were instantly pulled back from the crowd below.

Staring at Wu Yun with angry eyes.

No, that should not be anger.

But a kind of cold disdain.

He almost ignored Wu Yun's existence.

In fact, what Luo Biao was thinking about at the moment was probably how to torture Wu Yun later.

Rather than how to fight Wu Yun.

Because, in his opinion, Wu Yun, who relied on all kinds of natural treasures, could not have any substantial combat power.

His cultivation was just for bluffing.

Not to mention that Wu Yun's cultivation was a whole realm lower than his.

Even if Wu Yun's cultivation was the same as his, or even several levels higher than his, he would not take it to heart.

In Luo Biao's words, what is there to worry about a medicine jar?

Boom! Luo Biao made a move.

He did not use his magic skills, and of course, he did not use his martial arts.

This was a punch, an ordinary punch of pure cultivation power.

This punch was quite solid, with a sound of breaking through the air, and it was a solid pure cultivation fist power of the third level of the ninth level.

Normally, Wu Yun could not catch it.

At least, in the eyes of everyone, Wu Yun, a medicine jar, could not catch it.

But in fact, this punch was nothing to Wu Yun.

He thought Luo Biao would really use his full strength as soon as he arrived.

At least the martial arts power should be activated.

So, he also made some small preparations to deal with any sudden changes that might occur at any time.

However, Luo Biao's performance surprised Wu Yun.

At this moment, Wu Yun was thinking, is Luo Biao looking for trouble?

Just like this, he still wants to compete with him with the attack power of pure physical cultivation?

In a moment of thinking, the fist wind has arrived.

Wu Yun stared and smiled, the same punch, a pure physical cultivation punch without any external force.

With the power of the third level of the Supreme Realm, against the power of the third level of the Nine Transformations Realm.

When this punch came out.

Luo Biao laughed.

He laughed at Wu Yun's stupidity, he was really a medicine bottle, and he didn't even know how to fight.

The people below also laughed.

They laughed that Wu Yun was looking for death.

Luo Biao did not use the power of martial arts. If Wu Yun did, then perhaps he could still resist this punch.

But Wu Yun used the same method to fight back.

If this is not to seek death, what else is it for?

The only one who is worried is probably Long Baoxi.

However, no matter whether it is the mocking people or the worried Long Baoxi, they probably can never imagine what will happen next.

There was a loud bang.

The two fists clashed.

The two forces of cultivation surged to the side.

At the moment of the confrontation, everyone was waiting for Wu Yun to be blown away, waiting for Luo Biao to abuse Wu Yun in the next time.

But it didn't happen.

Unexpectedly, after the blast, the person who flew out was Luo Biao.

On the other hand, Wu Yun stood firmly in the same place, motionless.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

No more mocking voices came.

Everyone was stagnant in the same place like wooden chickens, motionless.

Some people kept rubbing their eyes, thinking that they were daydreaming and seeing illusions.

But this is the fact.

Whether they believe it or not, this is an unchangeable fact.

The most dumbfounded person is undoubtedly Luo Biao himself.

He knows his own strength best.

Therefore, he also has an extremely firm confidence that the punch just now can at least break Wu Yun's arm.

But he never expected that he would be the one to be blown away.

Moreover, he had not landed yet and had no time to check.

But it seemed that he was also the one whose arm was broken.

Looking at Wu Yun again, he stood still, motionless.

No, that's not right.

Wu Yun was not standing still.

He moved, and Wu Yun also moved.