"What's going on with Zhu Jiahong?"

"Why did his cultivation suddenly increase so much?"

"Isn't he taking drugs?"

Zhu Jiahong's improvement in cultivation stunned everyone outside the arena, and at the same time brought a lot of doubts.

But with referees, taking drugs should be impossible.

But the explosion of so many cultivation bases stunned everyone.

On the ring, Feng Shaoyuan stopped moving.

His expression was also very shocking.

Feng Shaoyuan knew that Zhu Jiahong was hiding his cultivation, but he didn't think about Mahayana.

If he had a Mahayana cultivation base, the first palm would be enough to kill him.

But now, Zhu Jiahong's aura is indeed Mahayana.

This made Feng Shaoyuan fall into deep thought.

He questioned Zhu Jiahong: "At that time, you could beat me with one palm, why didn't you do that?"

Zhu Jiahong said: "Mine should be regarded as a sneak attack, and the victory is not military. I want to defeat you head-on."

Feng Shaoyuan said: "I admit, I did underestimate you before. Although you and I are in the same realm now, it is not so easy to defeat me."

Zhu Jiahong smiled confidently: "You can try."

"Hmph! Arrogance!" Feng Shaoyuan stopped in Bengbu.

He flashed directly in front of Zhu Jiahong and punched him quickly.

Zhu Jiahong didn't dodge, he wrapped Feng Shaoyuan's fist with palm to fist, and squeezed tightly in his palm.

Feng Shaoyuan was shocked.

Instinctively, he quickly withdrew his hand, but Zhu Jiahong squeezed it tightly, as if his fist was stuck in the dry concrete floor, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"Why is he so powerful?" Feng Shaoyuan was very convinced.

Immediately, he hurriedly sacrificed his weapon, which was a big knife.

Holding the big knife in the other hand, it quickly slashed towards Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong flashed back, and then let go of Feng Shaoyuan's hand.

The disciples watching the battle were all dumbfounded.

The look in Zhu Jiahong's eyes has changed a lot.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes? Is this still the soft rice man?"

"Could they be acting!"

Everyone is very hard to believe.

At this moment, Zhu Jiahong, who no longer hides his cultivation, seems to be a different person.

He stood there like an insurmountable mountain, with a full sense of oppression.

Feng Shaoyuan held a big knife in his hand, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead.

Zhu Jiahong put a lot of pressure on him and seemed invincible.

"Senior Brother Feng, do you want to continue?" Zhu Jiahong's lips curled up slightly. What he said just now was undoubtedly provocative.

Feng Shaoyuan was already very aggrieved, these words were like a fuse, which instantly ignited him.

"Don't be complacent, take my knife."

Feng Shaoyuan operated his skills and mobilized his mana, and the big knife in his hand instantly expanded, turning into a giant knife tens of meters long.

"Supernatural Power Saber Tiger!"

In the next second, the giant knife burst into purple-black flames.

The arrogance rose into the air and turned into the shape of several tigers.

Bursts of whistling resounded throughout the venue.

This is Feng Shaoyuan's most proficient supernatural power, and it is powerful.

He is extremely confident, and the other party must not be able to deal with it.

In the next second, the giant knife fell, and with roars, it slashed towards Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong still did not dodge, but stood still.

He raised his arm with his palm facing up, and the huge knife landed firmly in his palm.

In an instant, a loud noise erupted, and the shock wave swept all directions like a hurricane, and the surrounding barriers shook violently.

The auditorium outside the stadium felt a strong shock.

From this we can see how terrifying the power of Feng Shaoyuan's blow was.

This is his signature swearword, and he has a certain reputation in Qingyunmen.

Among the same sect, under the same realm, there are not many people who can take it head-on.

Everyone saw it just now.

Zhu Jiahong just blocked it with his hands.

Even if he has a Mahayana cultivation base, it is too much.

Soon, the smoke and dust on the ring faded, and the sight became clear.

When everyone saw the scene on the ring, the word shock was written on their faces again.

Zhu Jiahong really held the giant knife with one hand.

Feng Shaoyuan still kept the movement of swinging, but his whole body was already surrounded, and his mind was blank.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

It was hard for him to believe that his most confident blow was so easily received by the opponent.

Feng Shaoyuan's mentality collapsed.

Zhu Jiahong's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

At this moment, the suzerain and elders on the high platform were also very surprised, and began to pay attention to Zhu Jiahong.

"I want to know all the information about this disciple." Qing Yunmen Sect Master said coldly.

"Yes!" The elders beside them didn't dare to neglect, and immediately asked the disciples to collect them.

On the ring, Feng Shaoyuan's Dao heart was close to collapse. Even though he still had a lot of combat power, he could no longer fight.

"Brother Feng, do you still want to fight?" Zhu Jiahong asked.

He could see that Feng Shaoyuan's current state was not taking advantage of others' danger.

Feng Shaoyuan smiled wryly, and said, "You won."

After finishing speaking, he put away his sword and walked down the ring in desolation.

There was no sound in the auditorium.

Everyone has not been slowed down by all that happened before and after.

The same is true for referees in the arena.

"Elder, shouldn't it be time to announce the result?" Zhu Jiahong reminded.

Only then did the referee react.

"I wish Jiahong victory!"

At this moment, there was finally movement in the quiet auditorium.

This movement came from the gaming table.

"Win! Win! This is a big deal."

The voice came from a man wearing a bark mask.

He bet on Zhu Jiahong to win, and according to the ten times the odds, one thousand top-quality spirit stones would be transformed into ten thousand top-quality spirit stones.

Those in the back who bet on Zhu Jiahong together were very regretful.

If you knew it earlier, you would bet more. If you could turn back time, you would just bet all your belongings.

But it's no use regretting now.

As a banker who opened a gaming table, the losses were particularly heavy.

In addition to the dealer or those disciples who did not win.

"Damn it, Zhu Jiahong actually hid it so deeply, and caused so much labor and capital losses."

Although Zhu Jiahong won, he indirectly offended many people.

Zhu Jiahong stepped off the ring.

His result undoubtedly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Zhu Jiahong brought too much shock.

Those who used to look down on Zhu Jiahong were severely slapped in the face and instantly became dumb.

At this time, Qingyan appeared in front of Zhu Jiahong.

She put her hands on her hips, frowned, her mouth was puffed up, and she looked a little angry.

He had expected this situation.

Zhu Jiahong walked forward at a leisurely pace, came to Qingyan, and said: "Qingyan, I will tell you everything after the competition is over."

"Hmph!" Qingyan stomped her feet, then turned around angrily.

"Ouch! Don't be angry.

You see I won, shouldn't I be happy? "

Zhu Jiahong put his hand on Qingyan's shoulder and said in a gentle voice.

"I'm glad you're a big-headed ghost." With a shake of her shoulders, Qingyan broke away from Zhu Jiahong, and then walked straight ahead.

Zhu Jiahong immediately followed, coaxing and walking.

The two of them happened to meet Qin Chuan who was making a lot of money.

"Yo! Congratulations brother!" Qin Chuan congratulated.

"Brother Qin!" Zhu Jiahong didn't say much~lightnovelpub.net~ His current thoughts are all on coaxing Qingyan.

Qin Chuan also understood what happened to them.

He patted Zhu Jiahong, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Zhu, girls are like this, just coax them."

Zhu Jiahong nodded, and said, "Brother Qin, then I'll coax Qingyan well before I come to you."

Qin Chuan has no objection.

On the other side, Xu Zhanfeng must be in the worst mood.

He thought he could handle it easily, but Zhu Jiahong gave him a big surprise.

This undoubtedly slapped him hard and made him lose face.

"Zhu Jiahong, there is you without me." Xu Zhanfeng whispered to himself, with a murderous intent.

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