SanjitNovel Chapter 374
Chapter 374
With a wow, he opened his mouth and spurted out a big mouthful of blood.
After that, he passed out completely.
"what!"
This sudden scene made Ren Fengchen unbearable and stood up directly.
His face was full of horror.
The disciples of the other sects also opened their eyes wide, and there was a lot of shock in their expressions.
"This, is this the end?"
"It's really over. That Bai Yu of the Lingzong didn't seem to use any cheats at all, just pure Yuanli power, two moves have seriously injured the disciples of the Dizong."
"Oh my god, this is too strong. They are all at the peak of the Jindan tenth level. There is such a big gap."
The monks standing in the most marginal area were amazed.
Gu Daozi also announced the final result at this time.
Lingzong disciples won.
Bai Yu calmly returned to the Lingzong seat and sat down, without even looking at Ren Fengchen.
"Brother Zhao, what do you mean, you asked me to be merciful, but your disciple is so cruel?" Ren Fengchen immediately asked Zhao Sen.
There is even more reproach in the words.
Zhao Sen quickly apologized, "Brother Ren, you really wronged me. I didn't do anything, and this incident was completely beyond my expectation."
After saying that, he turned to look at Bai Yu, and pretended to berate him.
"I told you already, we are just discussing with the disciples of the Dizong, why are you doing such a heavy hand?"
But Bai Yu looked innocent: "Sect Master, I didn't expect the disciples of the Dizong to be so weak. He couldn't resist just a random move. If I release water again, it won't be good if others see it." ah."
Zhao Sen nodded, and looked at Ren Fengchen apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Brother Ren, you heard me too, I blamed him just now, but it can't be all his fault, so many people are watching, and our spirit Zong's identity is quite special, and he doesn't want to cause any trouble to brother Ren, so he shows a little bit of strength."
"I just didn't expect Brother Ren that your disciple is so weak, and he will be seriously injured if he touches it. There is nothing I can do about it."
Hearing Zhao Sen's explanation, Ren Fengchen almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Your people seriously injured my disciple, yet you think my disciple is weak?
But he has no way to care about it, as Bai Yu said, if it is too fake, it will cause a lot of disasters to their Dizong. Although he has lost a disciple, he can gain the favor of other sects .
Not too bad.
"Okay, but next time Brother Zhao must explain clearly that we can't be so ruthless even if we are pretending."
Zhao Sen agreed: "That is, Brother Ren, don't worry."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to the ring not far away.
The battle continues.
On Zhao Sen's side, there are still three disciples who are at the peak of the tenth level of Jindan who have not made a move, and the others have already made a move.
Including Bai Yu, only seven people advanced to the second round.
"Wang Dezhu, a disciple of the Spirit Sect, is fighting against Thunderstorm!"
As soon as the event was announced, everyone became interested.
At this point in the competition, many people actually felt tired, but the fight between these two sect disciples immediately made them interested.
Because the relationship between Lingzong and Kuangmen was always unpleasant.
Now that they met here again, a big battle would definitely be unavoidable, plus all of them were at the peak of the tenth level of Jindan, if this really happened, there would definitely be a lot of things to watch.
"Hey, finally let me face this kid, let him taste the power of this old man today!"
Wang Dezhu grinned.
The fighting spirit on his body is awe-inspiring and can burst out at any time.
Zhao Sen just smiled and didn't say anything, because he knew that even if he didn't say anything, Wang Dezhu wouldn't easily spare this crazy disciple.
On the other side of the Kuangmen, Thunderstorm stood up directly and looked in the direction of Lingzong, with a chill in his eyes.
"Thunderstorm, be careful, that old guy's cultivation is not weak."
Kuang Lei gave orders to Thunderstorm.
If this was an ordinary time, maybe Kuang Lei would not feel anything at all, but now it is completely different. Firstly, the thunderstorm was injured yesterday, and secondly, at Wang Dezhu's age, he has never made a move. No one knows. What is his specific strength.
So we can only be cautious.
Lei Feng didn't care, and said coldly: "Don't worry, sect master, how strong can a seventy or eighty-year-old immortal be?"
As soon as the voice fell, he flew up and landed steadily on the ring.
Wang Dezhu didn't hesitate too much, and stood on the opposite side of the thunderstorm.
"The competition begins!"
Gu Daozi said.
Neither Wang Dezhu nor Lei Feng took the lead, but instead looked at each other.
"Old guy, you don't go home to enjoy the blessings at such an old age, but you still come out to work for the Lingzong. Today, I will send you back for the Dabi. In the next life, you can rest on the bed. Don't learn what other people do."
Thunderstorm looked at Wang Dezhu and mocked.
Wang Dezhu was not angry. He had never convinced anyone in terms of bickering, except of course Zhao Sen.
"My dear grandson, the old man didn't like you at first, but since we got together, I won't be polite, but your injuries are not in the way, so don't beat you to the ground at that time. You have to find an excuse for being hurt."
There are injuries on his body, in fact, only some people know about it.
There are still many disciples of the sect who don't know at all.
But when Wang Dezhu said this, they all understood, and they all started talking about it.
"This crazy thunderstorm has injuries on his body, what's going on?"
The disciple who knew the matter quickly said: "What else can happen? Yesterday, Thunderstorm thought that he was strong enough to fight against the disciples of the Lingzong, but Bai Yu solved it with three blows, five cuts, two cuts, even if they were madmen. All the elders were wounded, but nothing happened to the Spiritual Sect."
"What, there is such a thing."
"I heard people say that Thunderstorm's strength is not bad, but now it seems nothing at all."
"It's nothing, this is simply weak, okay?"
The voices of the surrounding discussions clearly reached the ears of every mad disciple.
This made their faces extremely ugly.
It's even a little embarrassing.
Thunderstorm's fists were clenched even more tightly, and the manic power on his body continued to erupt.
"Old and immortal things, let's count the new and old grudges together today, and I will let you know the strength of our mad door!"
Wang Dezhu chuckled lightly: "Is it the strength of a dog to eat shit?"
"Hahaha!"
This remark caused everyone to roar with laughter.