The armored warrior kicked the ferocious beast monster to death and won the title of Leg King in this ring match.

Moreover, Chen Jiu's final killer move is even known as a kick that falls from a meteorite. No one can withstand it below the eleventh level.

Is the old martial artist in the world really that strong?

The monsters and monks didn't know about it, but now he was so strong.

So Chen Jiu, the identity of an old martial artist in the world, became more and more popular.

The world has been destroyed, and his disciples have left, and the Tianguanzhou Tianren cultivators have changed their blood, and no one has come to verify the truth. Moreover, if there are really old Tianren who see it, they probably can't see anything.

Because few people have seen the old martial artist in the world, the ones they see the most are those celestial beings.

In short, the faced man in the arena has lived among the demon clan.

It has nothing to do with status, just by force.

The force of the peak monster at the tenth level was kicked to death.

Chen Jiu was also a little uncomfortable. When he returned to prison, he limped a little when he walked, so his body could not bear the huge martial arts fortune.

There is nothing I can do about it. After all, Chen Jiu was bound by such a seal and could not open the gods. This kick was towards the peak of the gods. It was normal to break some meridians under the surging martial arts. It would be fine if he had to rest for a few days.

The snake walked beside him, looked at Chen Jiu who was limping, and asked calmly: "Are you really in the same realm as that monster?"

Chen Jiu nodded and asked back, "Otherwise?"

The snake was silent for a while, and suddenly asked again: "Can you kill the eleventh realm?"

Chen Jiu replied: "It's difficult."

It's difficult, but it's not bad.

And it is trapped by three dragon lock chains and the Vajra Formation.

The snake smiled, then squinted at Chen Jiu, and said with a smile: "It seems that the demon master is so cautious in dealing with you, it's true."

Chen Jiu also replied with a smile: "I hope you can keep being careful like this."

The snake's smile became stronger and he looked straight at Chen Jiu and nodded and replied.

“Yes.”

———

Middle Earth Academy, today is a winter celebration, and the New Year is approaching. All the disciples got up early and started to set up the Academy, striving to create a joyful atmosphere.

For some reason, the demon clan conquered Tianguangzhou after conquering Tianguangzhou and stationed all its troops to stay in Tianguangzhou, and no longer expanded.

The other recent states have also changed from the initial tension to the current normal.

Middle-earth Academy also wants to use this New Year celebration to disperse the remains of war in the past.

But war is not here.

Zhou Xian sat in the room, listening to the noise of his disciples' interactions, his face was expressionless, and he could not see the sage books in front of him.

She sighed, closed the pages, and began to think about her own thoughts again.

It has been five years since she found no news about Chen Jiu. The only news brought by Wutong lay Buddhist was that Chen Jiu disappeared at the border five years ago.

Mr. Wutong could only infer that Chen Jiu had gone to the world of the demon clan. He didn't say where he went, and Zhou Xian himself could guess it.

So I became more restless.

There could be seen blood stains in the tiny gully in her room.

There was a knock on the door, and a sound came from outside the house, "Sister Zhou, the celebration is about to begin, Mr. Wutong told you to remember to attend."

Zhou Xian responded, stood up slowly, pushed open the door, looked at the girl in front of him, and said softly: "Let's go."

Although the girl is of a young age in the school, she has a good popularity and is the only junior who can say a few words to Zhou Xian. When she leads the way, she keeps talking.

"Senior Sister Zhou, it is said that many people came to this celebration, all of whom are the top masters in China and China. They also said that they wanted to be named as the gentleman. Mr. Ma, haha, it sounds so awkward."

The girl smiled, suddenly turned around and looked at Zhou Xian, and said with a smile: "Maybe Senior Sister Zhou, you can also be a gentleman."

"Yes." Zhou Xian just nodded slightly.

The girl frowned slightly, wondering why Senior Sister Zhou has always been absent-minded.

It is said that it is for someone, but the girl didn't know who it was. She asked several senior brothers, but the senior sister was also vague and didn't want to say it directly.

The girl looked at Zhou Xian again and couldn't help but wonder, Senior Sister Zhou is so beautiful and knowledgeable, and many direct disciples of major sects are pursuing Senior Sister Zhou, but Senior Sister Zhou doesn't look down on it.

Who can make such a senior sister Zhou obsess over it?

Could it be better than the direct disciples of those sects?

The girl couldn't figure it out and happened to walk to the celebration hall.

There are a lot of visitors, and the hall is full.

The nine saints sat on the high platform, their faces were different, and as time came, they waved their hands gently and said loudly.

“Open.”

The first act was to enfeoff Ma Wu as Mr.

The first person from the younger generation in the academy stood in the middle of the hall, with a expressionless face, as if he had no fluctuations in his decree of being a sir.

The festive atmosphere of the celebration was pushed up by Ma Wu's imperial seal. At first, monks cheered and cheered, and then some disciples of the academy were successively granted, all of whom were under the sages.

Zhou Xian walked away and looked at the festive atmosphere, and was a little dazed and confused, she couldn't figure it out.

"Zhou Xian."

A sudden scream.

Zhou Xian's thoughts returned, and the crowd around him looked at her, which surprised her a little.

The girl on the side waved excitedly and said, "Hurry, Senior Sister Zhou, it's time for you to go up and listen to the seal."

Zhou Xian was slightly pushed by the girl and walked numbly to the center of the hall.

Zhou Xian’s master Jia Sheng smiled and asked, “Zhou Xian, listen to the gentleman.”

Zhou Xian lowered his head and said nothing.

After a while, noisy sounds spread from the crowd of onlookers, wondering why Zhou Xian didn't speak this time.

Jia Sheng frowned slightly and asked softly: "What are you worried about?"

Zhou Xian shook his head and replied, "It's nothing, I just don't want to be a gentleman."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was quiet at first, and then a sensation broke out.

Anyone who doesn't want to be a gentleman in the school?

This is obviously an objection to the academy!

The saints on the stage couldn't sit still anymore. The lay Buddhist Wutong scratched his head anxiously, thinking about how to persuade him, the junior sister.

The fifth-ranked saint asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you want to be a gentleman in the school?"

"Not worthy." Zhou Xian replied.

But he didn't say who was unworthy.

Is it the school or her?

The monks around became even more noisy. The monks who were sitting among them who had acquaintance with the academy could not bear it, so they stood up and shouted at Zhou Xian.

"If you feel unworthy, you can accept the imperial title first and then promote yourself..."

"Did I say I am not worthy?" Zhou Xian glanced at the great monk.

As soon as this said, the entire hall exploded instantly, and the great monk pointed at Zhou Xian and said angrily.

"How could there be disciples like you in the school?!"

Zhou Xian was silent for a while, looked at him, and said word by word: "I hope you can go to Tianguangzhou five years ago and point to the gods and demons in this tone."

There was another quiet on the field.

Zhou Xian said coldly: "No, none of you!"

Her eyes were cold, and she almost gritted her teeth and asked, "What is the use of a gentleman? What is the use of a sage's books?"

"It is said that sword cultivators have the greatest killing power..."

Zhou Xian turned around resolutely, leaving only one sentence.

"I've gone to practice swords!"
Chapter completed!