"Let them come together!" Although Kong Zhuo's words were light, they could not be fooled by everyone's smart ears and eyes after training...

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Kong Zhuo with strange eyes.

Among the disciples who were originally standing in the row with him, Chang Yue's cultivation level was so high that he naturally saw Kong Zhuo's strength at a glance. With the second level of innate purple energy, it was still a bit reluctant to fight more than thirty disciples at the same time.

After a while, doesn’t he have any magic weapon for winning by surprise?

The expressions of the other eight people were similar. Even Lin Yufeng didn't believe that Kong Zhuo could do it one to thirty. You know, he knew most of these thirty people, so one to five or six was acceptable.

, if one versus thirty, he would definitely lose. Kong Zhuo's innate purple energy cultivation is not as deep as mine, so how could he have any chance of winning? Could it be that he was blinded by anger?

Everyone else had the same idea. Zhou Xue had an anxious look on his face and stood there stamping his feet and glaring at Kong Zhuo fiercely. However, he did not dare to stop him in public and could only act anxiously.

"Are you sure you want a one-on-one thirty?!" The presiding elder stared at Kong Zhuo and said word by word, "I regret it now, but it's still too late!"

"It's too late to regret now!" Kong Zhuo said with a smile. There was no hint of fireworks in his smile, but it gave the elder a slight chill in his heart.

"Okay, that being the case, I can't say more!" He raised his head, glanced at the group of Rover disciples, then called out their names in the order on the post, and motioned for them to get out of the queue.

Although the thirty or so people were somewhat reluctant, they did not dare not listen and all walked out of the crowd.

Then, a strange scene happened.

According to common sense, when the challenger and the challenged have come out, then the field should be cleared and the competition will officially begin. But now, because there are too many people challenging, these challengers will stop wherever they go.

I don’t know what to do. Who should make the first move? You can’t just rush in all at once. Not to mention that it’s really ugly. If there’s no tacit understanding among the crowd, they won’t be able to perform as they should.

Therefore, these challengers all stood there motionless, and the scene began to become awkward.

Kong Zhuo smiled, he had expected this result a long time ago, and this group of rabble probably would not have thought that he would have to fight one against thirty. Slowly, he drew out the long sword at his waist.

"Junior brothers, oh, yes, there are also all senior brothers. I am really ashamed to be favored by you. But now, we have all come up, so there is nothing we can do. There are so many of you, how should we fight? Do you also have a plan?

When the charter comes out, should it be submitted several times, or together? Huh?"

"Please teach me, senior brother!" One of the disciples flashed out from the crowd, "Inner disciple Wu Chunlong is willing to have a fair fight with senior brother!" After saying that, he did not wait for other challenges to react, and the sword in his hand danced wildly.

He rushed towards Kong Zhuo.

"His skills in swordsmanship are pretty good!" Kong Zhuo laughed. Wu Chunlong's swordsmanship was quite impressive. In terms of pure swordsmanship, if he had been the same person a month ago, he would have been able to tangle with him for dozens of years.

A round, just now, hehe!

Kong Zhuo's face was filled with a gentle smile. The edge of the long sword in his hand was not exposed. Instead, it was held behind him. When Wu Chunlong's sword was about to approach him, his body floated to the side. The speed, the angle, and the timing were perfect.

I am sure that even the senior swordsmen on the chair were also shocked.

Wu Chunlong stabbed the air with his sword.

Knowing that something was wrong, he retreated quickly, but it was already a moment too late.

He felt the back of his sword-holding hand go numb, his fingers loosened, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand. It fell to the ground with a thud. From the corner of his eye, Kong Zhuo's sword-holding hand was holding the hilt of the sword, and he was clasping it.

On the back of his hand.

"Senior brother, I accept it!" Kong Zhuo's gentle voice sounded in his ears. At this time, Wu Chunlong came back to his senses, and what greeted him was the same gentle smile of Kong Zhuo just now.

"Chunlong is ashamed!"

Wu Chunlong's face was red, and he was defeated in one move. No matter how thick-skinned Wu Chunlong was, he still had no shame to stay on this campus anymore. He didn't even take the sword, he just said these four words and left.

Kong Zhuo still had the same smile on his face and glanced at the other challengers who had not yet reacted.

"Let's go together, one on one, no one can be my enemy with one move!"

The voice was very gentle, just like what he said when delivering the rabbit meat he roasted to others, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold!" Generally, there was no hint of fireworks, but it was

Every word struck the hearts of these challengers like a mighty force.

The move just now was too fast, and most of them didn't see it, but it was true that Wu Chunlong made the move first. Kong Zhuo didn't move until the sword was close to the front, but with just this move, Wu Chunlong's sword was knocked off

Jian, most of the people present believed that they did not have the strength of Wu Chunlong, and had begun to retreat in their hearts. However, Kong Zhuo did not seem to want to give them this opportunity.

The sword lying behind his back arm turned over, and the sharp sword edge trembled slightly, tracing a mysterious trajectory, and was placed in front of Kong Zhuo so easily.

After Kong Zhuo's sword mark crossed, Chang Yue's eyes narrowed. He saw something abnormal in Kong Zhuo's swing, but he couldn't see clearly what was abnormal about the sword.

"pretty!"

Different from Chang Yue, all the sword immortals on the rostrum were surprised, and Master Lingjia was even more shocked. He took a long breath, with a satisfied smile on his face, and his eyes also showed a smile.

Jingmang, as the saying goes, is good for laymen to watch, and for experts to watch the door. Just from Kong Zhuo's sword, he can know that this kid's knowledge of swords has far exceeded that of his contemporaries.

Brothers, even half of the sword immortals on the rostrum are not as good as him, such as Master Fayuan who is beside him now. Then, he saw Kong Zhuo's right foot taking a small step forward.

"So stable?!"

He was startled, and focused his attention on Kong Zhuo's right hand holding the sword. The steady feeling like a mountain made his chest stagnate for no reason.

"It seems that Luo Fu is about to produce another extraordinary figure!" The great elder of the Ten Thousand Immortals Valley, the Red Staff Immortal, who was sitting next to him, said. However, hearing these words, there was a bit of a sour taste.

Master Lingjia smiled and said, "No, this kid is just a little more diligent than ordinary disciples!"

Be diligent!

If the disciples below hear this, don't laugh it off. This guy is the laziest among the three generations of Rover disciples, otherwise he wouldn't be called Rover's Pig.

They stopped chatting and saw the long sword in Kong Zhuo's hand spread out, which was the gesture of the Bagua Jiugong Sword.

"Brothers and sisters, if you don't take action, I will take action. By then, you won't even have a chance to fight back!"

It was this sentence that aroused the anger of all challengers.

Yes, you are strong, much stronger than we expected, but there are thirty of us and you are only one. Are we still afraid of you? Who do you think you are, even though you are from the inner sect?

They are core disciples, but they are of the same generation as us. Are they really so strong that they are beyond the level of our generation?

This was what all the challengers were thinking, and at the same time, they also took action.

There was a tacit understanding, and they started moving at the same time, but it was not as good as the disorderly attack. If it was like a torrent, three groups of three attacked Kong Zhuo in batches.

Each sect has its own unique method of fighting alone. Naturally, there are also methods of fighting in groups. The group fighting method adopted by these challengers now is the simplest, most basic, and most suitable for the current situation.

Gang fight.

Three people, with three swords, attacked Kong Zhuo in three directions: upper, middle and lower. But it was not three people, but thirty people, in groups of three, attacking Kong Zhuo like a wave.

The smile on Kong Zhuo's face became even brighter. He was too familiar with such attacks. In the past twenty days, in order to be able to stand firm in the water and practice sword practice smoothly, his biggest opponent was the waterfall from the top of the peak.

Rushing down the torrent, compared to the unpredictable torrent, the sword that came up was really childish. They were all disciples of the Luofu Sect, and their swordsmanship was also the swordsmanship of the same sect. Their movements were slow and they had to learn how to use it.

Attacking in this way is simply seeking death.

It was very easy. Just like when he shot down Wu Qinglong just now, he didn't make too many moves at all. He just knocked their swords off naturally between their attacks, and added one more move, which was to knock them on the head.

One blow knocked them unconscious, and because they were attacking in waves, the figures of the people in front blocked the people behind, so the people standing behind and rushing forward couldn't see clearly what was happening in front.

Therefore, with the chaotic sound of "ping ping ping pong", more than 30 people were knocked unconscious by him.

Kong Zhuo had a helpless expression on his face. He looked at the horrified audience around him and then at the people on the rostrum who were obviously a little surprised. He smiled and looked around the outside of the venue.

"Is there anyone else challenging?"

I asked three times, but no one answered.

Kong Zhuo sheathed his sword and glanced at the presiding elder, "Uncle Master, can I leave?"

"Okay!" The presiding elder nodded. What was different from before was that his eyes were now full of surprise and love.

For an outstanding disciple in the sect, as an elder, how could he not be happy, but his slightly enthusiastic eyes really made Kong Zhuo a little unbearable. After giving him a salute, he jumped back to his original place like flying.

In the position, this time, it seemed that he was too impatient. His figure was like a big ball of pork belly. Oh, that's wrong, a large ball of cotton floated between the other nine inner sect core disciples. It was so elegant that it looked a bit weird.
Chapter completed!