"It's only been more than a month since, how did the nine princes come to the Huang-level martial arts palace again? Does he want to challenge ten yellow-listed martial artists?"

"It's unlikely!"

"It's only been this short time. Even if the repair is improved, it won't be improved much."

"No one in Yunwu County has ever been able to win ten consecutive yellow fighters. It's too difficult. Even the original Seven Princes didn't do it."

...

Each of the yellow list warriors has the strength to simultaneously fight against ten yellow pole perfection warriors.

Some of the weaker yellow martial arts warriors, even if they cannot defeat ten yellow martial arts conquerors at the same time, have at least the ability to escape under the siege of ten yellow martial arts conquerors.

Therefore, it is definitely not an easy task to defeat a yellow fighter.

Like that killer swordsman Ale, it seems that he can kill a Huangbang warrior with one sword. However, he would never be able to kill ten swordsmen with ten swords.

"If the nine princes have broken through to the great completion of Huang Jijing, as long as they don't meet the old guys in the top five of the yellow list, it should not be difficult to win five games!"

"Wait and see! Since the nine princes dare to come to the Yellow-level Wudou Palace, they must have a lot of confidence."

...

"Nine princes, you finally came to the Yellow-level Wudou Palace again! The last time, you were lucky to beat me. This time, you are out of luck!"

Liu Chengfeng's eyes were cold, and the first one walked towards the platform.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Liu Chengfeng standing opposite, and said, "You want to challenge me first?"

"Of course, are you afraid of losing in the first game?" Liu Chengfeng said.

"Ok!"

Zhang Ruochen nodded gently, stretched out a hand, and made a pleased gesture towards Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng stared at the sword in Zhang Ruochen's other hand and said, "Play against me, don't you need a sword?"

"I don't need a sword yet," Zhang Ruochen said.

"Don't dare despise this son, you will pay for your arrogance." Liu Chengfeng was very angry, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was intentionally humiliating him.

You know, the battle a month ago would not have been defeated in Zhang Ruochen's hands if it had not been for his misjudgment.

He wants to find his lost face in the same place.

"Sparkling Firefly!"

Liu Chengfeng directly exhibited the martial arts "Meteor Sword Technique" of human-grade top grade. A sword stabbed out, and the air around the sword front made a "snap" sound.

Compared with a month ago, Liu Chengfeng's accomplishments in swordplay have improved.

The meteor swordsmanship that was exhibited was more exquisite and more fluid, and it even made a harsh sword sound.

Zhang Ruochen was as stable as Mount Tai. He raised his arm and stretched out **** to directly clamp the shooting star in Liu Chengfeng's hand.

"Oh!"

Flick your fingers.

A powerful shocking force passed from the blade to Liu Chengfeng's arm.

"Snapped!"

The sound of a broken bone sounded.

Liu Chengfeng's tiger's head shattered, his arm's bones were broken, and the sword in his hand slammed and fell to the ground.

"You ... how did your cultivation become so strong?" Liu Chengfeng stepped back even seven steps, half of his body was shaken, and he felt like he was hit with a heavy hammer and wanted to move. It's hard to press a finger.

Zhang Ruochen defeated him with just two fingers.

Zhang Ruochen retracted **** and said calmly: "You are no longer my opponent!"

With **** defeating Liu Chengfeng, Zhang Ruochen naturally surprised the audience.

Even the warriors in the early days of Xuanji Realm could not easily defeat Liu Chengfeng.

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Lin Chenyu sat up slightly, staring at Zhang Ruochen, who was standing on the stage, with a stronger smile on her face.

In the next six battles, Zhang Ruochen's people will be six yellow fighters.

Huangbang ranked 24th in Huashu.

Huang Bang ranked 19th, Huo Yi.

Huang Bang ranked 13th, Wang Linsheng.

Huang Bang ranked 27th, Wang Qing.

Huang Bang ranked ninth, Zhang Genshu.

Without exception, all were defeated by Zhang Ruochen. All were defeated in one move, and no one could force Zhang Ruochen to use the second move.

Among them, the most powerful Huangbang martial artist was Zhang Genshu, who ranked ninth. He could burst out of the power of fifty-two cattle, but was still shot by Zhang Ruochen and fell off the stage.

"It was terrible to lose seven Huangbang martial artists in a row, and all of them were defeated in one move!"

"It's only been more than a month since then, how terrible is the cultivation of Nine Princes?"

"The martial arts wizards really cannot be treated with common sense."

In the yellow-level martial arts arena, there was a heated discussion, and it was quite incredible.

Those young and beautiful aristocratic ladies are even more beautiful, with admiring eyes, staring at Zhang Ruochen, who is standing on the platform.

"Nine princes are so handsome! If I could marry him and be his prince and concubine, I would be willing to live even ten years less." A beautiful cardamom-age girl stared at Zhang Ruochen obsessively, with a spring-hearted look.

"How can His Highness Prince Nine Princes look at you?"

"His Highness Nine Princes not only look good and have different talents, but they are also always polite and very polite to every opponent. A person like him who is not proud and arrogant, even if he stays with him to be a Maid, I am willing. "

Lin Cuishan heard the comments of the noble ladies, and was very displeased, and said coldly, "Ale, it's your turn!"

"Yes!"

Armed with an iron sword, Ale's eyes were very firm, and she was going to challenge Zhang Ruochen on the platform.

However, a gray figure quickly passed by him and stepped onto the stage first.

It was an old man in his sixties, looking rather skinny and wrinkled, but his hair was darker than the young man's hair, and the whole man looked trembling and his eyes were bright.

The old man smiled and stared at A Le, who was standing below the battle platform, and said, "Hey! Little guy, you stay below, let the husband come first to meet His Highness Nine Princes."

Later, he stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Old man, Shui Wenxin, came to teach the high tricks of His Highness Nine Princes. His Highness Nine Princes, facing the old man, do not know if he will use a sword?"

After the old man reported his name, an exclamation sounded below.

"No. 3 on the Yellow List, Shui Wenxin, he is actually in Wangcheng."

"Shui Wenxin had become a yellow martial artist forty years ago. At that time, he was also considered a genius. Unfortunately, he was jealous and conspired by a warrior in the Xuanji Realm and suffered a dark injury that made him unable to live forever Break through to the Xuanji Realm. "

"If it hadn't been for the dark injury, with his talent, it would have been a strong man in the polar realm."

"There is something to watch! The nine princes want to defeat him. It is not going to be easy!"

"It is said that Shui Wenxin once defeated the warriors in the early days of Xuanji Realm and was very powerful."

"The top five of the Yellow List all have the strength of the early days of Xuanji Realm. The two metamorphosis of the first and second Yellow Lists have also killed the warriors in the middle of Xuanji Realm. However, they are the two who joined forces to make that one. Warriors killed in the middle of the Xuanji Realm. "

Zhang Ruochen stared at the water standing opposite and asked his heart, and also showed a solitary look.

An old man who has successfully practiced for decades in the Huangji Realm, like Shui Wenxin, must have practiced a lot of martial arts, and the means are endless, and it is not comparable to those young martial arts.

The third place on the Yellow List proved his strength.

Zhang Ruochen said: "What weapon did the seniors use?"

"Haha! The old man never uses weapons, hands and feet are the best weapons." Shui asked with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "Since that is the case, the younger generation does not need weapons. We are better than fists!"

Shui Wenxin's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a few admiring glances, saying: "Nine princes, don't entrust you, the old man drinks the blood of brutal animals all year round, and uses the elixir of alchemy, although it is a successful practice of Huang Jijing But the power of seventy-two cattle can already erupt. In Huang Jijing, no one can catch the old man's three punches, even the first two and the second on the Yellow List.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It doesn't matter, I am much younger than my predecessors, and my strength may not be as good as my predecessors."

"Okay! In that case, you have to be careful!"

Shui Wenxin's arms were raised, transporting his qi to his ten fingers, and he squeezed suddenly, and the joints of his whole body made a "giggling" sound.

"Oh!"

Suddenly stepped on the ground, a boxing to the door of Zhang Ruochen.

The boxing power of Shui Wenxin turned out to be as fierce as ever, and it did not look like an old man's boxing.

Zhang Ruochen patted with one palm, colliding with the fist punched by Shui Wenxin.

Shui Wenxin retreated six steps in a row, Zhang Ruochen remained motionless.

"The punch I had at least fifty-six cattle just caught him lightly, but knocked me back. No wonder he dared to compare with me. If he used his full strength, he might be able to burst out seventy More than cattle. "

Shui Wenxin was a little surprised, and then shot again.

He did not fight brute force with Zhang Ruochen and used another boxing method.

Human-level middle-class martial arts, disorderly cloud boxing.

One punch was hit and six fists appeared.

With ten consecutive punches, sixty punches appeared.

"It's great. His accomplishments in boxing have actually reached a high level of free will." Zhang Ruochen saw the martial attainments of Shui Wenxin at a glance.

Generally speaking, only the strongest in the polar realm can cultivate to the higher realm of boxing.

In other words, if Shui Wenxin had not been conspired by others, he must have reached the practice of the polar region, or even a higher practice.

Zhang Ruochen had to deal with it carefully ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Continuously playing the palms, dozens of palms appeared in front of him, squashing the punches of Shui Wenxin.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen's power was above Shui Wenxin, beating the Shui Wenxin back and forth, gradually gaining the upper hand.

"Great! Younger strength is even stronger than the old man. If you can catch the old man's move, then you must be the top spot on the yellow list!"

Obviously, Shui Wenxin is very confident in his next move.

He has never used this trick, which belongs to the life-saving trick at the bottom of the pressure box. Once shot, even the first one in the yellow list will definitely not be able to catch it.