Lin Xun paused, turned his head to look at Li Cang, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Young man, pride makes people fall behind, jealousy makes people distorted, so you can do it yourself."

After all, he walked to the Zhenwu Dojo in the distance.

Li Cang was stunned.

This guy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is only at the eighth level of true martial arts, but he actually dares to teach himself such an old-fashioned lesson! ?

are you crazy?

Li Cang laughed angrily, am I proud? I'm jealous? Don't even look at what you are, Su Qinghan!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt inwardly, and he felt as uncomfortable as eating flies, but Lin Xun had already appeared, so he could only hold back his anger.

At this time, Gan Yuliu made up the knife on one side: "He's right."

One sentence, four words, Li Cang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, the whole person was not well, and he felt that the world was full of malice.

He said word by word: "Three princesses, this guy will definitely lose, otherwise I can eat shit!"

Gan Yuliu frowned, she can say things like eating shit, is this guy out of his mind?

At this time, the eyes of the audience were all focused on the real martial arts field, and fell on Lin Xun and that Zhao Si.

The discussion was loud.

The powerhouses from the Dagan Dynasty are very puzzled, why can Su Qinghan participate? Aren't you afraid of losing your face?

The two dynasties of Great Chu and Great Wei were full of malicious laughter.

On the Zhenwu Dojo, Zhao Si was in high spirits, pointed at Lin Xun, and said proudly: "Brother, don't blame me for bullying you, this is arranged by God, I...I can't even refuse."

The voice was joking, causing a burst of laughter in the field.

"Your name is good." Lin Xun said calmly.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then their expressions became weird, Zhao Si? court death? The name...is truly unique.

And Zhao Si's face was blushing, and he shouted: "It's such a powerful Si! It's not a death courting death!"

Lin Xun snorted and said, "It doesn't sound like much difference."

Zhao Si's forehead burst with blue veins,

With a roar, he rushed towards Lin Xun.

boom!

His majestic figure set off a stream of flames, and his power suddenly climbed to the limit, like an erupting volcano.

As he threw his fist out, the fist was as vigorous as a thumping drum, causing the air to vibrate and shatter, making a loud roar.

There was a burst of cheers, exclamations, and screams in the arena.

Li Cang couldn't help but get excited, this hateful guy is going to be abused after all!

In the midst of this applause, exclamation, and screams, Lin Xun stood still, only his right hand stretched out and pressed lightly in the void.

boom!

Zhao Si's fist was shattered, and immediately after, he was directly suppressed to the ground, and the ground of the Zhenwu Dojo made a dull sound.

The sound of the audience stopped abruptly, and everyone felt caught off guard, as if they were happily eating when the dining table in front of them was suddenly smashed by a meteorite from the sky.

It's like being in a hurricane all of a sudden, and the whole person is messed up...

One move, Zhao Si was suppressed!

After a long time, people gradually woke up in a dazed state of shock, accepted this reality, and when they looked at Lin Xun again, it was different.

And Li Cang was dumbfounded for the first time...

In the Zhenwu Dojo, Zhao Si struggled hard, but couldn't break free. He was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face changed.

Lin Xun said with a smile: "You lost, this is arranged by God, and I... can't refuse."

Zhao Si was ashamed and ashamed.

Before, he proudly said that your opponent is me, but now, he was directly attacked by someone!

This is so embarrassing!

In the end, the referee came out and announced the match, Lin Xun won, and Zhao Si left in despair.

"This guy really lives up to his name..."

The powerhouses of the Dagan Dynasty couldn't help laughing, Zhao Si, courting death!

At this time, the strong players in the field have fully realized that Lin Xun is indeed the eighth level of true martial arts, but he is the eighth level of true martial arts who has stepped on the top!

As soon as you enter the top, you will be a dragon-like figure in the sky!

The contestants of the two dynasties of Great Chu and Great Wei began to re-evaluate Lin Xun's strength, and dared not underestimate like before.

The young generation of Daqian has unexpectedly produced another outstanding figure, which made them a little unexpected.

"What did you say you wanted to eat?" Gan Yuliu suddenly said.

Li Cang, who was already dumbfounded, looked gloomy and uncertain, and said, "Three princesses, this true martial arts competition is not over yet, that guy may not be able to rank in the top ten!"

"So, if Brother Su is in the top ten, what would you eat?" Gan Yuliu asked.

Li Cang said without hesitation: "Of course!"

In the three dynasties of Dagan, Dachu, and Dawei, each dynasty had three to four top figures, and these top figures were all nine-level Zhenwu cultivation.

This is also destined that there is no way that Su Qinghan will have a place in the battle for the top ten.

Gan Yuliu said no more.

When talking about what Li Cang was eating, she felt uncomfortable for a while, it was so disgusting.

As time passed, one battle after another was staged in the Zhenwu Dojo, and the atmosphere outside the venue became more and more popular.

Cheers, cheers, screams... earth-shattering.

Only Lin Xun looked at his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, and his expression was neither sad nor happy, just like an old monk entering into meditation.

Soon, the first round of battle ended, and fifteen winners, including Lin Xun, stood out.

Next, there is a battle for the top ten.

The battle rules are very cumbersome, in short, Lin Xun appeared again.

His opponent was a ninth-level figure in the real martial realm of the Great Wei Dynasty, named Nie Heng.

Seeing this scene, Li Cang's heart was settled. He knew that Nie Heng was the leader of the younger generation of the Great Wei Dynasty, and his background was extremely powerful.

This battle was also regarded by everyone present as a contest without suspense.

Nie Heng!

That is a peerless figure who can effectively compete for the top three seats. Su Qinghan is a top figure in the eighth level of true martial arts. What can he fight for?

"Do you think you've won? If you change your mind now, I may be able to ignore your previous words." Gan Yuliu asked suddenly.

Li Cang said without hesitation, "Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Then you're ready to eat...what the hell!"

Gan Yuliu said these words and left.

"Three princesses, I'm sure to win!" Li Cang was very angry, but Nie Heng was stronger than himself, how could he possibly lose?

In the Zhenwu Dojo, Lin Xun glanced at Nie Heng and nodded secretly. The latter's energy was condensed and mellow, and his power was like a moon full of blue sky.

"They all underestimate you, but I won't."

Nie Heng's eyes were as sharp as eagles and falcons, and he still used all his strength to fight a lion.

This is also the reason why he can become the leader of the younger generation of Dawei.

"Please."

Lin Xun opened his mouth.

Nie Heng rushed out immediately, like a swift thunderbolt, his body roared like thunder, and with a clanging sound, a spirit sword in his hand pierced through the air.

At this moment, the audience was silent, all eyes were fixed on Nie Heng's movements, and they were all amazed.

Even the older generation of powerhouses are ashamed of themselves.

It was also at this moment that Lin Xuncai really used his power, because Nie Heng was indeed a figure worthy of a duel.

His body is like a furnace, and the energy fluctuates all over his body, and he punches and kills.

What he used was the marching fist he was most familiar with when he was young.

In an instant, the two were in a fierce confrontation.

The fist-and-sword confrontation, staged an epic battle that belongs to the ultimate real martial realm, and everyone outside the arena was stunned and stunned.

No one would have imagined that Lin Xun, who was at the eighth level of true martial arts, would be able to compete with peerless figures like Nie Heng on an equal footing. This is simply unbelievable!

You know, they also believed that this was a match without suspense, and Nie Heng was destined to win.

But now, things have changed.

Even Gan Yuliu, who had already experienced Lin Xun's combat power, couldn't help being surprised, and was completely attracted by this battle.

A quarter of an hour later.

clang!

With a deafening sound of fists and swords colliding, Nie Heng's spirit sword flew away, and the whole person was shocked and retreated more than ten steps.

With every step he took to withdraw, his face paled.

When he stabilized his figure, his face was pale and bloodless, his throat rolled for a while, and finally he couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were filled with shock and confusion, as if unbelievable.

At this time, the audience was dead silent and silent.

Everyone's face also has a ghost-like expression.

Nie Heng! The leader of the younger generation of the Wei Dynasty, a peerless genius who can compete for the top three, actually lost to an opponent of the eighth level of true martial arts?

Li Cang was dumbfounded for the second time. If he was struck by lightning, his hands were clenched tightly. How... how could this be?

"Brother Su's road is like the sea, unfathomable, I admit defeat."

It took a long time for Nie Heng to speak bitterly, revealing an incomparable loss. This time, he originally came to be number one. Who would have thought that he was defeated without making it into the top ten!

Lin Xun nodded.

There was also a sigh of emotion in my heart. If someone like Nie Heng was placed on the ancient starry sky, he would definitely not be inferior to any evildoer of the ancient Taoism.

It is a pity that the power of order in this real martial world has stifled all hope of Nie Heng going further on the road.

It was not until Lin Xun left the Zhenwu Dojo that everyone recovered from the shock, each with a complicated look and a tumultuous mind.

There is no doubt that Su Qinghan, who is in the eighth level of Zhenwu, is already a top ten candidate, and, judging from his ability to defeat Nie Heng, he is very hopeful even if he can hit the top three!

This surprised people. When did the Dagan Dynasty appear such a monster against the sky?

"Remember your words."

At this time, Gan Yuliu glanced at Li Cang with an excited mood.

At this moment, although Li Cang didn't really fulfill his promise, his expression and mood were no different from eating shit...

Next, the true martial arts competition continued, but compared to the battle between Lin Xun and Nie Heng, people always felt that it was much inferior.

Until the top ten places are selected one by one, today's Zhenwu Grand Competition will come to an end.

Tomorrow, the battle for the top three will start!

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Tomorrow, I will resume my good habit of 2 consecutive updates!