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Chapter 59: The Chief of Dongming (1)

The invincible power of the universe and the power of true fire that melts everything together, the two are combined, and they can easily penetrate the defense of Yunyu's true energy and Qiushui Treasure Clothes, and violently pour into Zhao Pu's body.

Zhao Pu's body flew out of the air, and after drawing a graceful semicircle in the air, it fell down under the ring with a bang.

Pounce! Zhao Pu finally couldn't hold back the blood in his chest and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In fact, under the protection of the arena, the internal injuries he suffered were not serious. This mouthful of blood was accumulated by the depression in his chest, and vomiting was beneficial to the body and harmless.

There was silence around.

Just now, the disciples from Tianqingfeng were holding back and shouting, "Look, Senior Brother Zhao is going to use his trick..." However, in the blink of an eye, their Senior Brother Zhao had already fallen off the ring and vomited blood.

Zhao Pu was defeated! And he was defeated so pitifully!

Just like a rooster who was about to croak with his head raised, he was strangled by someone. Du Chongxiao did not give Zhao Pu the chance to exert his true power at all. He let out a roar of the sky shocked the other party, and then went forward and sent him off the ring with a stick!

The dark clouds on the ring gradually dissipated, and that style of "Rain Hate and Cloud Sorrow" naturally no longer existed.

"Du Chongxiao is victorious in Tianxuan Peak!" The deacon of the Precepts Hall announced loudly.

After the words came, the audience was in an uproar. With the Deming Art Realm against the Peak of Cultivation, this seventeen-year-old Junior Brother Du actually defeated the strong enemy and surpassed the level! Moreover, the defeated side was one of the few people who had the most hope of winning the leader of the Deming Realm in this year's competition!

Qin Yong's eyes suddenly became very serious. The lesson of Xue Yuqin and Zhao Pu's defeats one after another reminded him not to use any formation or spells that confuse Du Chongxiao. More importantly, he must not give Du Chongxiao even a little chance to get close!

At least below the realm of the true image, no one dares to use his physical body to resist the invincible stick.

Zhao Pu was lying on the ground, feeling as if he was ashamed. He had previously ridiculed Xue Yuqin for admitting defeat easily, but Qin Yong said that Xue Yuqin was at least decent for losing. Now it seems that Qin Yong said nothing is correct. No matter how embarrassing Xue Yuqin is, "It's much better than being beaten with a stick and bruised nose and swollen face?"

In contrast, he was knocked off the ring by Du Chongxiao's three sticks and vomited blood. Although he had never had a bruised nose and swollen face, he really lost his face no matter what! Although he was unwilling to lose and wronged, he really lost!

His body turned into water and flowed into the ground. Zhao Pu, who was ashamed, escaped from everyone's sight with the technique of water escape. When the proud shell was smashed to pieces, and his weak heart could not face a series of surprised or ridiculous gazes, Zhao Pu subconsciously chose to escape!

"This Zhao Pu is really smart but is just mistaken for intelligence!" Qiu Xuan shook her head and sighed. If Zhao Pu had used the technique of rain hatred and cloud sorrow from the beginning, even if she lost, she would not have lost so miserably.

"I was wrong just now. Zhao Pu met Junior Brother Chongxiao, which was really bad luck!" Tang Miaohong had a bit of regret on her face. With Zhao Pu's ability, even if she couldn't be the leader, she should be among the top three. However, she never thought that she would be defeated by Du Chongxiao, and now she has no hope of entering the top ten!

In the stands, the eight real people looked different. They saw the competition between Du Chongxiao, Xue Yuqin and Zhao Pu.

The head teacher Zi Ji Zhenren stroked his long beard and said, "Do you have a natural divine eye?"

"You can see through the mystery of the formation and see through the invisibility technique. It should be a natural divine eye!" Zhenren Shoujing nodded and replied.

"Such talent! Junior Brother Xuanxiao is really good at seeing!" Master Wufeng couldn't help but sigh. The other real people were also speechless. At that time, Du Chongxiao's spiritual roots were ordinary, so they didn't pay attention to it. However, they did not expect that this guy actually possessed two magical powers. He mistakenly regarded beautiful jade as a stone. Compared with Master Xuanxiao, their vision was more than a little bit worse.

"This son has divine power and divine eyes. He naturally made rapid progress at the beginning, but he has not yet shown any trace of his original image. This is indeed abnormal. If he enters the state of practice, he may not have the fate to be with the original image for life!" The words of Gu Mu Zhenren were sour, but he cannot deny it. His words also make sense.

"Everyone has his own luck. If this son wants to worship Junior Brother Xuanxiao as his teacher, he will definitely achieve something in the future!" Shangshan Zhenren said with a smile. But she pointed out the key point. Zhenren Xuanxiao is about to enter the path of immortality. As his only personal disciple, Du Chongxiao needs others to worry about how to go in the future?

The weather is short in winter, and when the third round of the central ring ended, the sun had already set.

Qin Yong still easily defeated his opponent, and became the semi-finals of the Central Arena with a male disciple of Tianyan Peak and a female disciple of Tianhao Peak, and Du Chongxiao, who won the earliest.

The top four players in each arena will be combined in one place, draw lots and compete for the final leader tomorrow. According to previous years, all shortlisted disciples will receive rewards according to their ranking.

As for the competition in the original image realm, it will not start until the leader of the Dongming Realm appears.

It was already dark, and disciples from various veins returned one after another. Du Chongxiao also took the spiritual cloud energy to return to Tianxuan Peak to nourish his energy and prepare for the next day's competition.

On the second day, winter was hazy and snowflakes floated on the sky. Soon, the originally cleaned Fengyuntai was covered with snow again. Only the five-sided are protected by the ban, and the snowflakes melted when touched without leaving any trace.

The central arena is surrounded by disciples of all races, and everyone has a look of anticipation on their faces. In the three-year competition, which disciple of the leader of the Dongming Realm will be seized by the disciples of the leader of the Dongming Realm, you will know the answer today!

After Du Chongxiao and nineteen other disciples went to the deacon Chu Zhen Taoist to report their names, he walked aside and patiently waited for the moment when he came on stage.

"Uncle Du, my nephew wishes you to win every battle and win the championship in one fell swoop!" Yi Feizhou came out of nowhere, with a simple smile on his face, bowed to Du Chongxiao and said in a low voice.

"I'll lend you auspicious words!" Du Chongxiao looked pleased. This nephew Yi was very considerate and thoughtful, so he taught the other party the most despicable for so long.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Chongxiao! Senior Brother has bet on you all his responsibilities today, and he bets that you will definitely win the leader!" Zhen Zhengjian heard it before the voice came, and was afraid that others would not hear it clearly, so he did not hesitate to use 50% of the golden sword and the true energy to spread the voice all over the world, and tried his best to win over hatred for Du Chongxiao.

"Senior Brother Zhengjian! You are so coincidental. Senior Sister Honglian talked to me just now!" Looking at this big bitch, Du Chongxiao bowed his hands without a smile and said.

"What are you talking about me?" After hearing Yan Honglian's name, Zhen Zhengjian subconsciously looked around. After confirming that he didn't notice the figure he was afraid of, he asked with a smile.

"Sister Honglian said that he has gained some understanding of magic recently, so he urgently needs to find someone to try it out. Brother Huangmao is undoubtedly the best candidate. If it is the best meeting in Japan's Elephant Realm Competition today, otherwise, I have to wait until the competition is over before I can find Brother Huangmao to compete with him!"

Zhen Zhengjian was frightened and sweated in a cold sweat when he heard this. What he was most afraid of was that Yan Honglian used the name of magic to bully the lesson. Among the five elements, fire overcomes gold, and Yan Honglian is also the body of Fire Phoenix, and now he has broken through the realm of the original image and entered the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image and the realm of the original image is not necessary to waste too much energy if he wants to deal with him!

These frequent exchanges over the years have caused a shadow in Zhen Zhengjian's heart, and he is frightened when he hears the word "serials".

"Haha, senior brother, I have something to do, so I'll leave first!" After reluctantly bowing, Zhen Zhengjian immediately turned around and escaped. Although he had to meet Yan Honglian during the competition, he could hide for a while now.

Seeing Zhen Zhengjian leaving in a hurry like a frightened bird, Du Chongxiao felt a little relieved. Just now, Senior Sister Honglian was fooling Zhen Zhengjian by him, and one thing was the nemesis of this big bitch!

"Uncle Master, I have a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not!" Yi Feizhou scratched his head, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"After saying that!" Du Chongxiao said lazily.

"My nephew came to Fengyuntai early, but he never saw you talking with Guru Honglian! This, Master wants to ask me...!" Yi Feizhou looked very embarrassed.

"Do you still want to learn the cheapest one? Hum?" Du Chongxiao glanced at the other party and asked very seriously.

"Uh, maybe it was when my nephew came, Master Yan had already left! That's right, it must be like this!" Yi Feizhou thought about it seriously, and then replied in a positive tone.

"It's true!" Du Chongxiao nodded with satisfaction. He now fully understood what kind of character this nephew Yi is!

"The first group, Shao Yuxian, Tianqing Peak, vs. Tianbian Peak, Ge Yingjie!"

At this moment, the deacon of the Precepts Hall had drawn a wooden sign from the two clays on both sides. He glanced at the name on it and read it loudly.

In the next five games, he did not draw Du Chongxiao. During this period, Qin Yong had already played and successfully defeated a disciple of Tianyang Peak, and entered the top ten first.

Until the eighth game, Du Chongxiao's name finally sounded on the ring. "The eighth group, Du Chongxiao, Tianxuan Peak, and Tianhao Peak Qiuhe."

Du Chongxiao stepped onto the ring, and on the other side of the ring, a petite and delicate girl in yellow appeared.

They bowed to each other. The light flashed in Du Chongxiao's hand, and the Wukong stick was already in his hand. He didn't say much nonsense, and a strong wind blew up at the girl in yellow.

Qiu He moved faster, with his delicate body back seven feet, and his little hand raised at the same time.

A weapon the size of a dagger flew into the sky, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye, but there were clearly sounds of tearing in the air.

Du Chongxiao frowned, and the Wukong stick in his hand instantly created a heavy shadow to protect himself. Dingding Dingding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Bed Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Bing Ding Ding Ding Bing Ding Ding Bing Ding Ding Bing Ding Ding Bing Ding Bing Ding Bing Ding Bing Ding Bing Ding Bing Ding Bing Bing Ding Bing Bing Ding Bing Bing Ding Bing Bing Bing Ding Bing Bing Bing

Qiu Heyu waved his hand again, and a more intense tearing sound came again.
Chapter completed!
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