Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class - Chapter 567

The two new faces that suddenly appeared on the high platform caught Qin Chuan’s attention.

When he glanced at the past, his expression became stagnant, and there was an uproar in his heart.

“Magic cultivators! These two are magic cultivators, and they are also magic cultivators in the fairyland.” Qin Chuan could see the identity of the two magic cultivators at a glance.

Although the two were well hidden, Qin Chuan had inherited the Dharma of the Great Sun Buddha, and no magic cultivator could escape his dharma eyes.

At this moment, Zhu Jiahong, who was sitting beside him, deliberately stared at him with his elbow.

Qin Chuan glanced sideways at him.

Zhu Jiahong whispered: “Brother Qin, the two people who just arrived on the high platform don’t seem to be right. I suspect that they are magic cultivators.”

Zhu Jiahong, who has gone through the experience of being a demon, can be regarded as half a foot into the ranks of demon cultivators. In addition, he has the blood of the Immortal Emperor, and he has unusual insight.

Qin Chuan didn’t hide it: “Yes, those two are indeed magic cultivators.”

Zhu Jiahong’s expression changed greatly.

Qin Chuan said: “We don’t know the purpose of these two magic cultivators now, but we can be sure that there must be nothing good for them to come here.

But this has little to do with us, so let’s just pretend we don’t know anything, so as not to make them suspicious. ”

“Yeah!” Zhu Jiahong understood in his heart and quickly calmed down.

Time came to afternoon.

Zhu Jiahong’s test arrangement is relatively late, and it is estimated that he will have to wait three or four hours.

After all, there is almost no abuse of vegetables now, and the strength of the two sides in the competition is not much different.

A fight basically takes more than half an hour, and some even take half a day to decide the winner.

On the high platform, there was laughter.

Bai Luoxiang was very talkative. After being away for so long, there were countless topics, and chatting with the elders of Qingyunmen was very hot.

The elder Zhuang, who was sitting next to him, smiled casually and did not participate.

He just drank tea, and then meditated. He didn’t have much interest in the battle in the ring.

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect had a few conversations with him at first, but because Elder Zhuang was a bit arrogant, he stopped talking after a few words.

Time passed by little by little.

Soon, came today’s battle of focus.

All the disciples in the audience were all excited.

“Brother Qin, I’ll go first.” Zhu Jiahong stood up from his seat.

“I wish you victory.” Qin Chuan smiled.

“Definitely.” Zhu Jiahong smiled confidently, then walked over to the ring.

At the mouth of the ring, he met his opponent Ji Xingwen again.

Ji Xingwen was still particularly arrogant, and he wiped his neck against Zhu Jiahong, which was quite provocative.

The audience immediately became more excited.

Zhu Jiahong just smiled lightly and walked onto the ring calmly.

The venue became so lively in an instant, which also attracted Bai Luoxiang’s attention.

He looked over, and then asked the elders of Qingyunmen: “Are these two geniuses of your sect?”

An elder said: “Bai Keqing, you are serious.

Tianjiao didn’t dare to be, these two disciples were just a little more powerful than ordinary disciples. ”

“Bai Keqing, do you still remember the elder Ji Wutang of the Punishment Court?” an elder asked.

Bai Luoxiang nodded.

The elder said: “That disciple is the descendant of Elder Ji, who has reached the Mahayana realm after practicing for a thousand years.

This is considered a genius in my sect. ”

“But his opponent is this year’s dark horse.”

“Oh?” Bai Luoxiang’s eyes lit up, and he immediately became interested.

The elder said, “That disciple is called Zhu Jiahong, and his aptitude is mediocre. It takes a thousand years of cultivation to be worthy of the divine realm.

But when I went out to practice more than a year ago, I got the opportunity and came back to participate in the competition.

At that time, no one was optimistic about him, thinking it was just a joke.

But no one would have thought that he would have a Mahayana cultivation base, and he would take over the opponent’s magical power with one hand, which amazed four people, and I was particularly shocked. ”

“In that case, I have to pay special attention to it, and maybe I will come to dig a corner.” Bai Luoxiang said jokingly.

The elders also knew him well and knew that he was joking, but they still had to be on guard.

On the ring, Zhu Jiahong and Ji Xingwen stood opposite each other, about fifty meters apart.

They are all ready.

The audience can’t wait to see them fight.

The referee elder flew into the air, and then announced the start of the competition.

At this moment, the audience is boiling.

Ji Xingwen took the lead in attacking.

His figure was like a leopard, and he was particularly vigorous. He instantly came to Zhu Jiahong’s side, raised his fist and quickly swung it over.

Zhu Jiahong’s reaction was also very fast, turning around and dodging easily.

Ji Xingwen’s expression froze, surprise in his eyes.

“Humph! It’s just good luck!” Ji Xingwen murmured.

The next second, he turned into an afterimage and attacked Zhu Jiahong again.

Zhu Jiahong is very calm, despite his mediocre aptitude, his fighting talent is extremely high.

The moves and fighting styles of others can be understood by reading them once.

Ji Xingwen is well-known in Qingyunmen, and there are many battle images of him.

Zhu Jiahong has read some and knows Ji Xingwen’s fighting style and habits.

Facing Ji Xingwen’s attack, Zhu Jiahong was able to handle it with ease and did not fight him head-on.

They fought for several minutes, and Ji Xingwen didn’t even touch the corner of his clothes.

Ji Xingwen’s face became extremely ugly and extremely angry.

“What kind of man is dodging? Can you fight me like a man in an upright manner?”

Ji Xingwen stopped and said angrily.

Zhu Jiahong replied: “I laughed, you blame me for your own incompetence.

But since you said you want to fight dignifiedly, and seeing how pitiful you are, then I will satisfy you a little. ”

Hearing this, Ji Xingwen stopped in Bengbu.

He waved his fist, rushed towards Zhu Jiahong, and shouted, “Trash, don’t hide if you can!”

“Cut!” Zhu Jiahong smiled disdainfully.

This time, he really didn’t dodge, just stood there and waited for Ji Xingwen to come.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xingwen came to Zhu Jiahong.

He smashed Zhu Jiahong’s forehead with his iron fist.

With a calm expression on his face, Zhu Jiahong raised his arm and flicked it gently, hitting Ji Xingwengui’s forearm.

Ji Xingwen instantly felt a huge force, followed by a sharp pain and the sound of bone cracking.

Zhu Jiahong awakened the blood of the Immortal Emperor, and his entire physique was sublimated.

Even if he has never practiced physical exercises, his physical strength is many times stronger than ordinary physical training.

The severe pain in his arm caused Ji Xingwen to quickly take a few steps back.

He dragged his hand-wounded forearm with a mask of pain on his face.

The Qingyunmen disciples in the viewing seat were boiling.

Zhu Jiahong once again shocked the audience.

You must know that Ji Xingwen is a genius in Qingyunmen, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is much stronger than Feng Shaoyuan a few days ago.

Under the same realm, there are no more than ten people in Qingyunmen who can defeat Ji Xingwen.

Now, he is the first to be injured in a head-to-head battle with Zhu Jiahong.

“Xingwen, don’t be careless.

Zhu Jiahong is not what it used to be now, you can’t underestimate him anymore. ‘ shouted an old man outside the arena.

“Yes, the disciple knows.” Ji Xingwen responded.

He shook his injured forearm and spat at the ring.

“I was careless just now, I will be serious next time.” Ji Xingwen said to Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong said, “I’m familiar with what you said. It seems that Feng Shaoyuan told me the same.”

“How can he be compared to me?” Ji Xingwen’s face was hideous, and he was very dissatisfied.

Zhu Jiahong smiled and said, “But I don’t think you are much different!”

“You…” Ji Xingyuan was provoked again, but quickly calmed down.

He began to get serious, and instantly threw out several flying swords.

A disciple in the viewing area said, “Senior Brother Ji, he is finally willing to use the flying sword. Now Zhu Jiahong can’t be arrogant anymore.”

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