Zhu Jiu was about to stand up to challenge when he heard another voice from the third-floor bleachers, and he was also about to challenge himself.
In response, it turned out that the owner of the last voice was the Sky Tower boy who had previously observed that his magic power was still greater than his own.
Zhu Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp look flashed in Zhu Jiu's eyes. Do you think I'm easy to bully? Line up to challenge me, hehe! It's really good. I'll use you to warm up before the competition.
Zhu Jiu suddenly stood up and asked loudly:
"Since there are people challenging me one after another, I am really honored. I wonder if the elders will allow me to kill the challengers."
Corpse God is a demonic sect, and many elders and palace masters on the third floor of the stands are not disgusted with Zhu Jiu's murderous temperament, but rather appreciate it.
An imposing short and fat elder sitting at the front replied with a smile:
"Of course it's better not to kill anyone, but it's inevitable that you'll miss in a fight. If you kill someone, you'll kill them!"
Zhu Jiu nodded lightly, leaned over Su Xingchen's ear in full view of everyone, and whispered:
"I will give today's battle to Xingchen, and use victory to commemorate my six-year acquaintance with Xingchen."
Su Xingchen's face turned red, he was a little overwhelmed, and he let out a low hum.
Zhu Jiu turned around and walked towards the fighting platform, talking wildly as he walked:
"Zhu Jiu is happy to accept the challenge, so I'll invite you two to come up together to save yourself the trouble."
After Zhu Jiu said these words, people from many sects who came to watch the ceremony started talking. They all felt that this boy was young and frivolous and regarded challenges as child's play. He was a complete fool.
Many disciples within the Corpse God Way felt exactly the opposite. In the past ninety-six years, Zhu would win every battle. He was ruthless and never left any of his subordinates alive. He had become the idol in the hearts of these young people. At this time, they cheered in unison, and the Doufa Hall instantly boiled with shouts and shouts.
Sounds everywhere.
Zhu Jiu slowly climbed onto the fighting stage, thinking about it as he walked:
"Even if I enter the main peak in the middle as I wish and want to develop, the support of the Corpse God Dao is also the main factor. Not only must I win this battle today, I must also use thunderous means to increase the impression of the elders and lay the foundation for future development."
Among the two challengers on the third-floor stand, a tall young man named Mo Siyang heard Zhu Jiu uttering arrogant words and wanted to challenge both of them at the same time. His face turned pale immediately and he shouted angrily:
"What an arrogant boy, I will definitely let you know how powerful I am."
After saying that, regardless of the obstruction of several companions around him, he couldn't wait to walk down the stand and walked towards the fighting stage.
Zhu Jiu's eyes turned to the other challenger. The Sky Tower boy had a gentle face and was not angry because of Zhu Jiu's arrogance. He said harmoniously:
"Since this brother insists on fighting first, I'll just wait for a while. Zhu Jiu, if you think it's unfair to fight twice in a row, we can make an appointment to fight again."
Zhu Jiu chuckled and shook his head:
"No need, I don't need to make an appointment to fight you again, so you can be next in line."
The boy from the Sky Tower finally had a hint of anger in his eyes due to Zhu Jiu's contempt.
Mo Siyang from the Shanhe Sect strode onto the stage, walked to and stood about ten meters in front of Zhu Jiu, and said in a bitter voice:
"I, Mo Siyang, will let you know today that there are people outside the world, and your magic is not worth mentioning in my eyes."
It is said that Luo Wai released his whole body of magic power. As expected, the fluctuations were astonishing. His magic power was strong. His cultivation level was similar to that of Zhu Jiu. They were both first-level cultivators in the third stage. It seemed that he was also a rare top genius in his sect.
Zhu Jiu nodded and signaled Mo Siyang to start.
Mo Siyang shouted loudly and couldn't wait to punch Zhu Jiu. The sound of "chichi" sounded in series. It was the sharp force of the heavy fist that cut through the air, and the impact of the attack was extraordinary.
Facing Mo Siyang's punch power, Zhu Jiu raised his hand and made a light move into the void. Immediately, a bolt of lightning responded to the call, appeared from the void, descended, and struck Mo Siyang's head directly.
On the third floor of the stands, the elders of the Corpse Shinto at the front said softly together and said:
"You can activate the thunder talisman and command the thunder and lightning for your own use without using talismans, just with gestures. It is really rare to have such a profound understanding of spells and talismans."
Thunder and lightning flashed over Mo Siyang's head in an instant.
Mo Siyang saw the intensity of the lightning strike, so he temporarily changed the direction of his fist and swung his fist to meet the attack.
The lightning and fist force instantly collided and annihilated each other, and a contemptuous smile bloomed on the corner of Mo Siyang's lips. It seemed that the Corpse God Way had a great reputation, and his outstanding disciples were nothing more than that.
Before he could finish the thoughts in his mind, he saw thunder and lightning reappearing in the void above his head.
This time the thunder and lightning were as dense as falling rain, falling together instantly.
Mo Siyang's expression changed drastically. Who would have thought that Zhu Jiu could summon so much thunder and lightning at once, and change his moves so quickly. He punched several times in a row while shouting, but he could not withstand the dense rain of thunder and lightning.
He was struck by lightning and was covered in blood.
Only then did Mo Siyang become frightened, and when he was about to admit defeat, Zhu Jiu did not give him this chance. A beam of thick thunder struck down in the void, piercing through his sea of consciousness. Mo Siyang screamed, and turned over.
fall.
Under the stands, the many expatriates who came to watch the ceremony all exclaimed. It was absolutely unimaginable that Mo Siyang could be pierced through the sea of consciousness with just two moves, and that he would become a cripple even if he did not die.
This young man named Zhu Jiu was so vicious, an idea flashed through the minds of most people who came to watch the ceremony.
The disciples of the Corpse God Dao celebrated in unison, and Yan Kaiweiou and others rushed to the stage to cheer Zhu Jiu loudly.
Zhu Jiu didn't even look at Mo Siyang who was lying on the ground. This guy couldn't block two attacks. As expected, he looked up at the young man from the Sky Tower on the third floor and said from a distance:
"Brother, please come down here!"
The boy from the Sky Tower did not shrink back because Zhu Jiu defeated Mo Siyang in two moves without even summoning the talisman. He seemed very confident. He chuckled lightly and rose into the air. He jumped from the third floor and flew through more than ten people.
A few feet away, we came to the fighting stage.
At this time, someone was carrying the dying Mo Siyang down. Several people close to Mo Siyang in the audience looked at Zhu Jiu angrily!
Zhu Jiu ignored the glares of these people and made a gesture with a smile, indicating that the new opponent on the stage would make the first move.
The boy from Sky Tower said loudly:
"So that you know, my name is Ling Suo. Ling Kong, who was seriously injured by you a few days ago, is a member of my Ling family. Today, I will let you taste the feeling of being deposed."
The unruly girl who had been hostile to Zhu Jiu several times on the third floor of the stands also chimed in to cheer Ling Suo on and shouted softly:
"Senior Brother Lingsuo is the most outstanding young master in our Sky Tower. Let's see how you escape today."
Zhu Jiu shook his head slightly and said:
"I don't remember who Ling Kong is."
Ling Suo's expression changed slightly, and he snorted coldly. The light in front of him suddenly brightened, and the Sky Tower's signature spell appeared, a colorful small tower.
This small tower has a powerful momentum. When Pu appears, it makes the surrounding void tremble, as if it cannot bear the weight of the small tower and even the void shrinks and retreats.
The small tower rotated slightly, bringing up a strong whirlpool of wind. Ling Suo stretched out his hand and the small tower immediately crashed towards Zhu Jiu.
Zhu Jiu squinted his eyes and shouted softly. He pulled his hands together, and a foot-sized dark blue light group outlined by countless runes appeared in his hands. Thousands of runes in the light group flickered, changing and moving from time to time, like the starry sky of the entire universe.
Mysterious.
There is a kind of interaction between heaven and earth when the runes are running and flashing, which contains the ultimate truth of all things.
This large ball of light, which is about a foot tall, is not very sharp, but its aura has a kind of thickness and restraint that is inclusive of all things.
Many of the corpse Shinto elders on the third-floor stands were surprised at the sight of this ray of light. One elder exclaimed:
"The secret of yin and yang, hey, this guy is really amazing, so understanding, so understanding..."
The third-floor grandstand was located at the Sky Tower. Several exclamations were heard from the crowd. An old man at the front stood up quickly and shouted urgently:
"Keep people under your command."
It was unknown to whom this exclamation was directed, and both warring parties paid no attention to it. The ball of light in Zhu Jiu's hand flew out of his hand, and collided with the small colorful tower flying in the sky.
There was no loud earthquake as imagined, and the small tower was silently enveloped in a dark blue, beautiful and mysterious light group.
Visible to the naked eye, the small tower rapidly melted and shrunk in the light mass, and was swallowed up and completely dissolved in the blink of an eye. The whole process was silent and strange and unspeakable!
This small group of deep blue light has such powerful corrosive and dissolving properties, it seems to be able to wrap around and absorb everything, which makes people feel incredible!
Ling Suo's face on the opposite side was even more pale, and unbearable pain came from his soul that had lost the consciousness sea visualization object. He couldn't even scream, his body slowly fell down, and the next moment, he died.
The Dou Fa Hall was completely silent for an instant, as quiet as death!
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