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Chapter 107, Challenge Mu Chen

This is the first time Qianlong Army has failed since participating in the competition.

"I feel very unhappy after losing one game. Brother Luo, you can play in the next game."

Luo Cheng: "Yes!"

Luo Cheng's opponent is also a man in black. Judging from his momentum, he should be strong. Luo Cheng never likes to talk nonsense. When he saw his opponent coming on stage, he said: "Are you ready?"

The opponent didn't answer, he just took out his weapon and took a posture with a solemn expression.

"Ready, let's begin." Luo Cheng's momentum was restrained, and his Taoxue Wuhen movement was extremely fast. He approached the opponent silently, then raised his fist and punched out with 100% strangulation power.

Even if the opponent made some defensive moves and the spiritual armor was condensed on his body, he was still hit by the incomparable force. The strangulation force instantly crushed the spiritual armor on the opponent's body, and even his clothes changed.

It was turned into rags, his chest was bloody and bloody, and he flew backwards, his life and death unknown.

Luo Cheng killed a strong man of the same level in the Earth Martial Realm with one punch. Such a shocking scene made all the audience shut up and could only stare wide-eyed in disbelief.

Zhang Tianhe quickly gave the injured a healing medicine and saved his life. He glanced at Luo Cheng and suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

The next person to appear was Wu Yong. As soon as he came on the stage, he did not hide his strength in the Earth Martial Realm. This time, the Zhang family also sent a master of the first level of the Earth Martial Realm to challenge.

Guan Susu said softly: "Hey, when did the Zhang family produce so many young masters of the Earth Martial Realm? Are these people not over 30 years old?"

Muchen smiled and said: "That's not true. A few of them should be over thirty, but they are not too much and most people can't tell. What's more, these people are all experts gathered by the Murong family in the past few days.

They are all well-known young geniuses in the surrounding cities and have nothing to do with the Zhang family."

Cui'er wondered: "Since you know, my lord, that they violated the regulations and sent warriors who were over their age to compete, why don't you expose them?"

"Why do you want to expose them? This does not conflict with the king's purpose. There is no need to expose them."

"Your Majesty, your goal is not to win the game. How could there be no conflict?" Cui'er became even more confused.

"Haha, little fool, when did I say that I wanted to win this game?"

"Isn't it?" Cui'er's little mind really couldn't react at the moment.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Cui'er will understand by then. Talking too much now will make it boring." Just as Muchen finished his words, Wu Yong also used a punch to kill his opponent and won the victory.

Still in a crushing state.

So far, Zhenshan Palace has won three games, lost one, and there is still one last game left. When Muchen was still hesitating about who to send on the field, Zhang Jie of the Zhang family was the first to take the stage, and then said loudly: "Your Majesty, I heard

Your Majesty is extremely talented, and he is the most talented among the Qianlong Army. Today, I want to see it, but I wonder if Your Majesty dares to come down and fight with me!"

"Pfft...puff...hahaha..." Several Qianlong Army officers couldn't hold it back for a while and chuckled, and many more looked like they were suppressing laughter. Many indecent sounds were made from

It came out from their mouths, and judging from their looks, they probably felt uncomfortable holding it in. This was the most refreshing and refined sentence they had ever heard in their lives. They would seek death. It was so refreshing and refined, it was really rare!

Muchen pointed at himself and asked doubtfully: "You... want to fight me?"

Zhang Jie: "That's right, please enlighten me." Then he looked at Muchen with an arrogant expression.

After Qin Xue heard Zhang Jie's confirmation, she couldn't hold it back. She squirted a little watermelon in her mouth and said with a smile: "Haha... what a fool."

The Qianlong Army behind him agreed very much with this. It didn't matter who he challenged, so he specially picked the best one. Zhang Jie's reputation in Qingshan City was indeed very great. At only 26 years old, he had already reached the 8th level of the Human Martial Realm.

, breaking through the Earth Martial Realm at the age of thirty is very likely, and he is the most famous genius in Qingshan City.

As for Muchen, it has long been rumored that he has been abolished and can only change his cultivation body. A few months ago, the news that Muchen defeated the young talents of Nanshan City has also spread to the ears of the major nobles in Qingshan City.

In their eyes, it is very wise for Zhang Jie to challenge Muchen, who is currently in the middle stage of Human Martial Realm. As long as Muchen dares to challenge, Zhang Jie will have a high probability of winning in this battle.

It can effectively attack the Qianlong Army's momentum, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Of course, this is just the opinion of the outside world. Everyone in the Qianlong Army knows that Muchen is the most perverted one. They dare not expect to last long in the battle with Muchen, because everything depends on Muchen's mood.

, they have no autonomy, it is a double crushing psychologically and physically. For them, the biggest nightmare is to become the enemy of Muchen.

Muchen: "Since you are so eager, I can only agree. However, let me explain in advance that it is very difficult for a giant to catch an ant without crushing it to death. You have to

Be mentally prepared.”

Zhang Jie sneered and said: "My lord, you are worrying too much. It is not certain who is the ant. Besides, in the arena, life and death are determined by destiny!"

Muchen put down the watermelon in his hand, patted the dust on his body, walked to the ring, and said: "It's time to start, you can use it as you like."

In the past, the Hidden Dragon Army defeated the Zhang family's warriors with one punch. Now, Zhang Jie must use his strongest blow to defeat Muchen with one punch and regain the Zhang family's face.

I saw Zhang Jie began to condense his spiritual power, and the blood all over his body began to boil. Even the spiritual power in his body was entangled with a trace of blood red. The originally hot flame spiritual power turned into dark red, like dried blood, which made people feel strange.

feel.

Moreover, Zhang Jie himself has not reached the Earth Martial Realm, but the spiritual energy around him is constantly gathering towards Zhang Jie. Even some of the surrounding spectators feel that the blood in their bodies is flowing faster.

"What's going on? What are the attributes of Zhangjie's spiritual power? Why can it affect the blood flow in the body? It's such a weird power."

......... Zhang Jie's performance immediately aroused the curiosity of many people. In an instant, Zhang Jie's strength has been recognized by everyone. After all, such a strong sense of oppression is no weaker than that of a strong man in the Earth Martial Realm.

Zhang Jie gathered his spiritual power and yelled: "Red Blood Fire Explosion!" The huge spiritual power condensed into a strange spiritual power ball in his palm. The spiritual power continued to compress in Zhang Jie's palm and quickly hit Muchen's chest.

And an extremely violent spiritual power explosion erupted. Such power was enough to seriously injure an ordinary Earth Martial Realm expert, causing everyone to exclaim how terrifying Zhang Jie was.

Zhang Jie was very satisfied with the expressions of the audience, but when Zhang Jie turned to look at the Qianlong Army, he did not see the slightest panic expression on their faces. Zhang Jie found that almost all the Qianlong Army officers and soldiers were not nervous at all.

There were even a few of them who looked calm and looked at Zhang Jie himself with pity. This made Zhang Jie very angry and he was ready to kill Muchen completely.

On the ring, after the rubble and dust caused by the spiritual explosion dissipated, Muchen glanced at the torn clothes and said: "Well, I wouldn't have pretended to be cool if I had known better. It's better now. My clothes are torn and I need to go back and change."

Clothes."

Looking at Muchen who was unscathed, Zhang Jie was stunned and exclaimed: "It's impossible, you've been hit by my red blood spiritual power and you can't be unscathed! You must be wearing high-level armor, okay! Just let me do it myself

Come to kill you."

After saying that, he continued to mobilize his spiritual power and attacked Muchen. Seeing Zhang Jie approaching, Muchen raised his hand and threw it out with a slap, directly breaking Zhang Jie's neck and causing his head to hang down. After a while, his body had lost its strength.

The vitality fell down.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't stop for a moment. I didn't expect you to be so weak that you couldn't even receive a slap. Next time, I will pay attention and only use one finger to... hit you."

As if he suddenly understood, Muchen looked at the furious Zhang Tianhe and said: "Oh, it seems there is no next time. I'm sorry, City Lord Zhang, I didn't expect that your son was so weak, and he was beaten to death by accident. You

Don’t blame me.”

Zhang Tianhe: "……………………"

"On the ring, life and death matter, the prince is joking." Looking at Zhang Tianhe's face, he probably felt like eating Muchen.

Of course, Muchen didn't care. He patted the dust on his body, turned around and left the ring, and said in his mouth: "Thank you so much, City Master Zhang, for talking to me with a smile. As an apology in return, I will fight in the future."
Chapter completed!
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